Fictionista Workshop - WitFit December Prompts

December 12, 2009 (www(dot)fictionistaworkshop(dot)com/witfit/2009-12-12/)

Word Challenge: Electrocution

Dialogue Flex: "That's what I tried to tell you!"

Creative Original or Derivative: Derivative (Twilight Saga by Stephanie Meyer)

Disclaimer: All copyright, trademarked items, or recognizable characters, plots, etc. mentioned herein belong to their respective owners.

Rating/Warning(s): K+

Genre: General

I don't know why I decided to come here, to this grungy pub. There were drunken men everywhere, drowning emotions of sorrow and unhappiness. All in all, it hurt to be inside this room. The only reason I was here was because the hunting was easy. One drunken mate didn't exactly notice if another drunken mate disappeared. I refrained from breathing any of the human's scents in, though. I have a feeling they might remember if a vampire drained one of their mates in front of them.

That's when I noticed a short woman sitting at the bar. That was unusual, I thought. Women didn't exactly enjoy mingling in bars in today's society.

I was unconsciously walking towards the woman. She had short, spiky hair, and a tiny body. I imagined if I stood next to her, she wouldn't even make it to my neck.

I was about ten feet from her when she got off the stool she was sitting on, and walked away. Straight in my direction.

That's when I saw her face.

Her cold, pale, hard, vampire face.

I panicked, thinking she was going to attack me, but her emotions were sending out feelings of calm. I wouldn't have been able to move, anyway. Her eyes were locked with mine, and I was frozen still.

She stood a foot away from me, staring into my eyes. Then she smiled widely, and stuck out her hand.

"You've kept me waiting a long time," she said, mysteriously.

I was getting nothing but positive emotions from this female, and my mind was screaming to get away, but my heart was telling me I belonged with her.

My heart overpowered my mind.

I took her hand, and the moment I touched her skin, it felt like an electric shock had gone through my body, and I looked at my hand confusingly.

Maybe it was a power that this female had, but when I looked at her face she was also staring at her hand. Thinking this little female was harmless, I bowed my head, "I'm sorry ma'am."

She weaved her fingers through mine, and pulled me outside. I was completely helpless. I would follow this vampire anywhere.

"I'm Alice, and you're–,"

"Jasper," I cut in.

"That's what I tried to tell you," she told me, "I'm Alice, you're Jasper, and we're both going to find a family called the Cullen's who only drink animal blood and live happily together," she said, her voice laced with sincerity.

"Okay," I said simply.

This could be a follow up of Chapter 6 (the gypsy), with a few different things, but still.