They were waiting for her. Of course, Soren had given them the warning for a reason. She wanted them all together at once; she wanted it finished.
On the drive over she'd thought over everything that had led her here. The deaths of humans, Soren's hands clenched the wheel tightly at the thought, and bloodsuckers alike. If you could call their termination "death." Most of them had been dead for decades, she'd long thought their human face was only a facade.
It hadn't been easy tracking down this group. Hadn't been easy trying to fit in with the normal teens, when she was a few years older than even the seniors. But these vamps were her ultimate target, and after this she would be done. Or she would be dead.
A group of eight now that they had met up with their leader and its mate stood on the lawn of their ridiculously large house where they played pretend.
Under the clouded Washington sky they glowed slightly. Who knew that vampires glittered, right? The scent blowing toward her from the vamps made her stiffen. It was identical to that fateful day one year ago.
The tall one, Jasper, stood at the front shoulder to shoulder with the large one. The others spread out behind them. They were prepared for a fight. Good.
"Well fancy meeting you here!" Aiden's mock enthusiasm echoed oddly across the lawn. She flexed her arms, stretching and the vamps flinched, baring their teeth slightly for a moment. She grinned coldly in response.
She shouldn't have induced this much terror in them, it wasn't logical. She appeared to be nothing but average. Her freckled bare arms were covered in goosebumps, her dark chin length hair blew softly across her round face in the wind of the brewing storm.
But the vampires keen eyes couldn't miss the way she turned into the breeze, nostrils flaring to catch a scent, her own smelling faintly of smoke. The way she managed to follow their slight, rapid movements, her head cocked toward them when they spoke softly to each other. Despite all appearances, she wasn't human, not a normal one at least.
The blonde doctor, stepped forward, cautioning the others with a raised hand.
"Wait," he said to them before turning to her. "Please, we have no qualm with you. You seem to know exactly who we are, but we are not familiar with you. My name is Carlise" He said with a small smile, an attempt at human emotion. She just stared.
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
Words. His calm attempt at understanding was unexpected. Trickery most likely, because they always started with words and ended with pain, the filthy blood suckers.
"I am nothing to you…just like my family" their faces flashed before her eyes forcing her to blink back tears before continuing. From across the lawn Edward started, and got an unexpected peek in her mind that he had been so desperately trying to crack and it was ...bloody. But it was a lie, this girl's anger was misdirected.
"My family was nothing to you and just like every other human you've murdered was nothing."