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Song for chapter "Forsaken" Korn

The Student

:Seattle Washington:

A Friday night in down town Seattle. The music in the trendy little club pumped out a bass so deep it would have your heartbeat thrown off in no time. The smell of lust, alcohol and lies permeated the air. Bodies moved to the beat of the latest shitty pop song, and I was right in the middle of it hunting. Moving through the masses of swaying souls who instinctively parted ways to allow me through. They didn't know why they did this, just that something about me gave off the vibe that if you got in the way of what I wanted, you would be fucked. And not in a good way. I'll admit this wasn't my favorite part of the hunt- Trying to find the one companion that would share my bed and also become my evening meal. But as I had learned in my seven hundred years walking this earth, rarely did life make things easy. Most of the time you had to do what you didn't want to in order to obtain what you needed. I had to remind myself yet again as another little slut pawed at me like a kitten after milk, that killing in plain sight was against the rules. Vampires had been living, somewhat peacefully, among humans for the better part of three thousand years. We had learned to do so by co-existing with them. We took what we needed to survive and nothing more. But you always had those vampires that tried to carve out a name for themselves. Those fuckers who wanted to be revered like a Brad Pitt in a Interview with the Vampire kind of way. I blame Hollywood for that shit. Romanticizing fools who wouldn't know what a vampire was if it bit them on their asses. But, I will admit, I was thankful to them. Especially at the moment my eyes locked with my prey for the night. A small blond with big breasts and no doubt small brains. See, if those movies hadn't made such pussies out of vamps then girls like this one, little bitches in heat, wouldn't be so easy to tag 'n bag. But throw on a dark leather trench, run your fingers through your hair as if you had been fucking all night long, smirk at them, and the little lambs come running. Didn't hurt that these types of clubs had theme nights. And this night just happened to be Vampires. I could even let my real eye color and fangs free without worry or stress, leaving me free to woo my new friend. And it was important to woo, to make them feel happy, carefree and sexy. What can I say? I like Happy meals.

~X~

"You're like, soo hot. My friends are never going to believe me when I tell them I hooked up with someone this hot." The blond giggled, running her fake nails down my chest. I think she said her name was Trina, Trisha.. I didn't care about her name, just her blood type. I palmed her tits, moving up to her throat. She was a bit small for my tastes, but still eatable.

"Don't worry, lamb. It doesn't matter if they believe you or not." I said while kissing the pulse point at her thin neck. Her blood was flowing so fast and rich just beneath the surface. One little snag of the edge of my fang and it would flow freely.

"Wha- What? Why not?" She panted for breath as she tried to ride my thigh between her legs. Like I said, always in heat with these bitches.

I pulled back to look her in the face. She wasn't doing it for me. So I wouldn't be fucking her. Just a quick to-go meal for me tonight. "Because pet, you won't survive long enough to tell them." And with that I snapped her neck. As her blood rushed past my lips, coated my tongue and filled me with warmth, I realized I was bored. Tired of the same old things every night. The same old hunts. My life was becoming predictable. And a bored vampire was a very dangerous thing. We got sloppy then, we had a tendency to go a little mental. Next thing you knew, half a state had been wiped out. That was always a pain in the ass to clean up. I needed a challenge. But I sure as hell wouldn't be finding it at my 9-5

I snorted at the thought causing blood to run down my chin. I was a biology teacher for a little backwater town called Forks. The cover was working well though. But after being alive- I use that term loosely- for seven centuries a man becomes disenchanted with it all. I could feel the beast inside raging, clawing at the idea of causing some hell. Sometimes playing human sucked ass. I had always felt that playing the role of boring vanilla Human Edward Masen was, quite frankly, beneath me. Ah, the things we do to survive. To fit in.

After I disposed of the body, I moved through the streets just thinking about life and death. Most vampires are fascinated by death. Perhaps it is because we never really get to experience it. We are masters at delivering it, we hover on the edge of it at all times, but we never truly know what it's like. Looking into your victims' eyes can show you a glimpse of it. But for a curious vampire it would never be enough. And it's not like you can ask a victim after you've drained them of all their blood what the other side of death is like. I turned and went though the dark empty park. The wind was blowing cool and crisp. Fall was coming on fast. A full moon lit the ground making the dew sparkle like diamonds. I could sense a change coming, smell it on the air. Was that the reason for my restlessness? I decided I would wait a bit longer before I made any drastic life changes. I had a good thing going right now. The simple people of Forks had welcomed me into their fold. I was hidden as well within their community as I was under the thick gray clouds that always seemed to hover over the sleepy little town. I was a wolf living among sheep. I did feel a sense of thankfulness to them- perhaps that is why I don't feed in town; My way of saying thanks for the welcome- I won't rip your little throats out while you sleep cozy in your warm beds. I entered the thick forest at the edge of the park, breathing deeply as the smells of wildlife caused my nose to burn. And to think some fuckers live off the blood of animals! Yes, I would wait and see what life threw my way. After all, waiting is something a vampire does so very well.

~X~

:Saturday Afternoon. Flight 713 From Phoenix Sky Harbor To Sea-Tac Airport:

Bpov

I looked out the window wondering what the hell I had gotten myself into. I couldn't even see ground, mountains or trees for the thick clouds that covered everything. No pockets of green or even brown here. Just gray. I knew Charlie would be down there somewhere as the plane lowered, getting ready to land. Not for the first time I was second guessing my choice to spend my remaining school years with my father. Forks Washington had always been a mystery to me. The unasked question. Like why would someone want to live in the rainiest place on earth? Maybe the lack of sun makes a person so weak that once they arrive in Forks, realize its totally messed up, they don't have the energy to leave again. Who knows. But I knew I'd find out soon. Because I was now living here. God, did they even have a Target or TJ Max? The thoughts of no Starbucks almost had me in tears. I wanted to turn back. But the thoughts of leaving my dad standing there by his police car, his face in a frown as his only daughter hung on for dear life to the plane doors begging to be taken back, that just made me feel like shit. Last thoughts as we skidded down the runway and came to a stop: I'm so fucked.

A/N: This story will be in Epov. I may add Bella's here and there, but mostly I'm feeling Edward on this one. I know this was another short one, bear with me. They will get longer as we go. Thanks for the reviews!