A/N: this is short, I know! Its supposed to be a one shot, but… I was reading my reviews, and I think I should give you more.
EDWARD POV
"So we meet again," sneered Jose. I stood tall, trying to ignore he had already ripped my arm off. I stared him in the eyes. Neither of us backed down.
Someone was going to die.
Jose and I had been friends, when we were human. He had betrayed me, and now… we were enemies. I had forgiven him. After 100 years, and the person is long gone (or so you thought), that happens. But, after spending a few hours with him, I realized he had been carrying all those angry emotions. I had been a little afraid. He told me his power was similar to Jane's. It caused pain, but his was fire.
When we were children, fire had fascinated him. His power was expected. Jose had been walking in the street late at night after visiting an old herb woman named Melodia. She had brought the news to me right before I got the influenza. She said she watched him turn the corner, and moments later screaming. When she checked, nothing was there except blood. He was claimed dead, no one really knew the whole truth. Jose had hate and rage because of what my father did, and it wasn't even that bad. But, what happened after was. My father fired Jose, and Jose, who was bipolar, was calm for the first few minutes, asking why.
FLASHBACK
"What did I do Mr. Mason? Why are you firing me?" he sat in the wooden chair; his face earnest. Mr. Mason folded his hands on his desk.
"Look, Jose, you're young. You shouldn't even want the job." Jose got a little angry at that point.
"But, sir, just because I am young doesn't mean my mother can support herself. With my father dead, we won't sand a chance. I have to work to feed all of them. I gotta care for mother, Jessie, Rachel, and a baby on the way. I don't have time to be young!"
"Look, Jose, we are in the business. When I go to make a huge selling deal, I want to bring a professional looking man, who doesn't only look it, but is it. You aren't right for it. I can request you somewhere else, in fact, I have just the place to-"
"No thank you, Mr. Mason. Good bye." He stood as to leave, and Mr. Mason stood to follow him out. When he stepped behind Jose, Jose whipped around, and punched Mr. Mason. He kicked him as he fell to the floor and spat on him.
"No one fires me! I NEED this job!" He threw everything on the desk at him, and went to leave, stepping on his hand, breaking it.
(EDWARD CONFRONTS JOSE)
"Jose! Why did you do that!? My father has a bruise the size of a lamp on his back, a bruise the size of your foot on his stomach, and a shattered hand. He has a concussion!" Talking about it brought up the anger.
"Oh, you Masons! Think you are so great! Well, life is a bh! It's not easy, especially when you don't have money to support your family! Just because you and your family live life cushioned, the rest of us don't!"
Jose shoved Edward, and he flew back into the wall. With a crack, his arm broke, and began bleeding. That wasn't enough apparently; Jose kept screaming he would get him, and that it was all Edward's fault. The sheriff dragged him to jail.
"I will get revenge! My family will die because of you!" Jose screamed. Edward stood, and angrily stormed home.
2 WEEKS LATER
It was midnight, and Edward was asleep. A window closing awoke him. Edward never slept deeply. He followed the sounds of quiet footsteps to the guest room. He hid across the hall, and watched the dark figure sneak towards Edward's father's room. Edward followed, staying hidden. He wasn't too concerned until the moonlight from a window hit a knife, long and sharp.
The figure ducked into Edward's father's room. When Edward stood in the doorway, the knife was raised high, and his father slept peacefully below. Edward came up behind the figure, and grabbed his neck with one hand, and secured the hand with the knife with his other hand. He pulled the knife out and flung it across the room. It didn't harm anything. He turned the figure around. Jose, Jose was trying to kill his father? Just because he was fired?
Jose was arrested and Edward was recognized as a hero. Jose had always been angry with Edward and his family for that.
(And Jose's family did die. First Jessie passed away, of hunger, and the rest of them because of the Spanish influenza. Edward caught it shortly after.)
A/N: reviews mean updates!!!!!!! There will probably be one more chapter, but im not sure… ill think about it!
