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AN: I realise I am updating REALLY fast, but hey, its better than waiting 4 months, right?
THE SECOND DAY: JUDGEMENT HATH APPROACHED (CONTINUED)
The disbelief-
Edward: Hold on a second, what does "the second day, continued, mean? I thought this was all in the space of twelve or so hours!
Alice: Yeah, can you not COUNT?
Nacina: *squishes them both* Maybe, if you guys wanted an explanation, you should have asked NICELY. I was all prepared to hand out cookies laced with pois- I mean, normal, average cookies, and tell you all, but no, you have to be pushy.
*Silence*
Nacina: *sigh* anyway, the Day one isn't technically a DAY, it's just how I have divided up the events of the thing. Don't pay attention to it and think it's a literal day, just consider it a way of categorising-
*Alice and Edward shuffle off, unamused by the lack of witty banter*
Nacina: #$%$^!#!...
Back to the story...
The disbelief they all felt was mind-blowing. Esme , and now Jane, were dead by their own hands. They knew for certain Esme had to have killed herself, after seeing how Jane died by her own hand. But what was making them do that? Who was next? How did they stop it from being one of them next? It was all far too much for any—
"SHUT UP!" Edward snapped. The remaining vampires, and Bella, snapped their heads in Edward's direction. Edward's golden eyes flashed as he threw Bella one of the half grins she loved so dearly, causing her to faint. His brooding gaze then fell upon Jasper. His eyes narrowed as he growled, "shut up the internal monologue. I know you're all doing it, but seriously Jasper, save it for the precious fanfiction you like to write."
Jasper stared down at his feet, welling up with embarrassment inside. Edward sighed, and patted Jasper's shoulder as way of apology, before addressing the group.
"Ok, so we have to figure out what's going on here. It's fairly obvious that we're going to keep...killing ourselves? Look, I'm pretty; I don't need to know technical things. So... any suggestions on how we prevent ourselves from becoming decapitated, or listening to Miley?"
As the deeply intellectual and superior beings, and Bella, pondered this, the front door of the Cullen family home creaked forward. Ominous dark grey clouds hung in the air, and thunder cracked, as a figure in a long coat and a hat covering his face swept in, holding a laptop. Tension filled the room as the stranger set his computer on Edward's piano. They all hesitantly watched on as the screen was opened, and a single "L" on a white screen became visible.
"Hello," an eerie voice announced from the computer. "You vampires-" they all began to hiss at the monitor- "have been experiencing a crisis in the last day, members of your race are slowly beginning to kill themselves, a feat thought impossible by you and I alike. I have been investigating this for the last day, and I am intrigued about the situation. I would like to take over your investigation-" ("What investigation? Thought we just figured out they'd died and hadn't started investigating?" they all whispered to each other, puzzled) "—from hence forth. You may address me as 'L'. I never reveal my identity, but, for the simple purposes of investigating easier. I will see you all very soon."
The screen went blank, and the silent man left, leaving behind a very confused bunch of undead individuals.
AN: A small chapter, yes, but it's a set up for some hopefully awesome stuff ;)