Chapter 2

Emmett rushed to my side before Alice could. He happily tore his head off. A screeching sound pierced the air. He hurled it to the ground, and I took his arms and legs. It clung to my body, still trying to strangle me. I easily cracked his bones and severed the muscles. Emmett tossed the parts into the inferno.

I felt the terrifying thrill of murder devour me. Memories of my earlier life slammed back to me. Maria recruiting me, Lucy and Nettie turning on us, the army… meeting Alice, the love of my existence. My sudden high was gone as a wave of fury flew through me. He tried to touch my Alice, the woman who saved me from my madness. Any one of these monsters could take her away from me, if they had the chance to. The chance would never greet them. Never.

"That's the second one," Emmett laughed insanely.

Three down.

Esme was with Rosalie, each working on another blood-hungry creature. It screamed as they cleaved it in half. I heard the wolves finally call as the second group finally found the wolves. The sharp whines and deep howls filled the forest like a wretched, off- key song, echoing through the forest. The thirty-five year old was gone along with his partner.

Five down.

The stench of the burning corpses covered some of the emotions around me. It was all so distracting. Alice was so confused; their movements were so unpredictable. I calmed her slightly. Carlisle had a tortured expression, slaughtering was taking its toll on his pacifist nature.

"Don't let the girl get away! I smell her!" A female's shrill voice shot up from either our side or the other, but I did not know. Alice's rare snarl erupted. The last thing I heard with that same voice was its cursed cries.

Another tried to leap on my back. I punched him in midair, hearing his grunt as my fist collided with is gut. It was stronger than I was, but I knew what their techniques were. He leaped at least ten feet in air. Shooting down like a meter, I sped away. He crashed to the floor and created a large crater. His confidence was like a horrible spell. Teeth gleaming, he rammed me into a tree, catching me by surprise. The tree snapped and toppled to the ground taking the other few around it like a domino effect. I bit his arm off and shot it against his companion to distract the female Alice was fighting.

The female threw the arm back to him. He relocked it back into place. The muscles knotted together as it regenerated itself. The scene was revolting. The veins tied together under the skin as he recovered his arm. Unfortunately for him, he did it wrong. He slapped me with his backhand. I took off, making him chase me. I flipped backwards and landed squarely on his shoulders. I slit off his head with my fingernails and it sailed to the crackling pile of furnace.

Six down.

Carlisle was cornering another tiny figure. He made no move to attack it nor did she. Rosalie was watching her with him. Emmett was playing his game with another male. Toying with it, confusing it with such an elaborate plan, that I never thought by how simple- minded Emmett could act at times that he would have ever come up with something so complex.

He was twisting and turning in its grasp. Spinning it in circles and hurling it against trees and rocks that littered the floor. He sundered bit by bit, thriving in its abusive shrieks. His brawny muscles barely rippled with the effort. He was even dancing with it. I rolled my eyes at his cockiness and playfulness. I felt a stalking presence behind me.

Brashness hung in the air behind me. I shifted when she kicked, lashing her leg out like a whip. I was slightly amazed by her flexibility. Her back was as fluid as water in a jar.. She swayed back and forth increasing in tempo. Her dark brown hair was in harmony with the forest behind her. Her devilish face was intimidating; she was unaltered by the fact that she was the only one left that was still fighting.

Like a snake, she coiled up and pounced. I stepped to the side, her legs suddenly halted. Her legs were unnaturally swirling in an exotic position, and she sank her teeth into my granite skin. Once again, the poison stung my shoulder. I launched a foot to her back. She was astonished by the force and my sudden movement. Her teeth retreated from my skin. As I back away from her, I noticed why her walking pattern was so abnormal. Her legs were scarred and they seemed to be like her used-to-be partner. They were jerked off and were replaced backward. The legs were different sizes. The risk of being in a vampire army was clear. Betrayal in every turn you take. I knew she had to replace her legs with others. Her arms were also replaced. Fingers missing and a few more on her left. Her ears were gone, nose crooked. One side of her cheek was gone. From her experience, strength, and marks on her skin, she was about eleven months. Her strength was waning with each and every minute.

Her pain was thick in the air, suicidal. I sprang forward and caught her head in my hands, ripping it off. She sent me a ghastly smile, no hesitation. Heaving her body to the flames. The reek was stronger. I saw another plume of smoke on the mountain and on the second field. The girl that Carlisle held captive screamed again, grabbing my attention. I glared at it, disgusted with her blood thirsty, crimson eyes.

I waited for my adopted brother to come back with Alice by my side. Nine down.

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