POTW chappie 3
JAMES POV
I leaned forward in my tree, studying the house. I could hear everything of course, and was laughing at the foolish girl. She would soon learn that they the Cullen's, and myself weren't hallucinations, but a force to be reckoned with. But I needed her blood. Her and Bella's blood would be lovely, perfect for the palate. Plus, the girls, Haley, smelled even better than Bella's. It had a weird aroma to it, her blood seemed different. Special… exactly what I was looking for. But she was going to be tricky to get to. I could not smell her. I only smelled her blood in that clearing, where she was responsible for Victoria's death. Plus, she had the Cullen's protecting her. I couldn't get passed them, not all of them. But I knew that they would leave gaps and time slots when they left the house in small numbers, and I would have to lure her away from them. First, I decided, I would kill her father. His blood was hers after all. Family member for a family member.
HALEY POV
I reached over sluggishly and hit the off button on my alarm clock. Another Monday, perfect. With a groan, I swung out of bed, and ran right into Jasper. "Oof." I muttered into his stomach. I side stepped, and slouched over to my dresser. I yanked out some black denim jeans, a white tank top, and a gray shirt to go over. I grabbed jewelry off the top of the dresser and turned. Jasper was directly in front of me, nostrils flared, with one finger held up in warning. I listened, but the house was as quiet as the grave. My dad was at work, and I had to catch the bus.
"What now?" I whispered. Yeah, I talk to my hallucinations. We are all really good friends.
"Get dressed, and wait up here. DON'T come downstairs, understood?" He asked, his eyes turning black.
"Whatever." I yawned and slouched to the bathroom. When I was presentable, I went back into my room and packed up my backpack. Out of things to do, I stood at the top of the stairs, debating. Should I take orders from my own hallucinations, or go get breakfast? My rumbling stomach decided for me, so I headed downstairs. As I reached the last step, Carlisle was suddenly in front of me, blocking my view.
"Hey Carlisle, what up?" I asked casually, leaning against the banister. Something caught my eye, and I turned to look at it. It was a small red pool of liquid in the doorway to the kitchen.
"What-" I began to ask, leaning my head around his shoulder. He caught my shoulders and forced me to look at him.
"Haley. We need to leave. Now." He said. I raised an eyebrow at his panicked expression.
"I have to leave for school, and you need to go back to hallucination heaven or whatever." I pushed his hands off my shoulders, and walked through the dining room. I shoved him out of the way before he could stand in front of me again. (Vampire reflexes)
I stopped dead in the door way to the kitchen.
My father was dead on the floor, the kitchen destroyed. Blood was everywhere. The cabinets were in pieces in the floor, and huge chunks were gouged out of the walls. Written on the only clean wall, were the words, in my father's blood, "You'll be next."
I stood there frozen, refusing to believe what I was seeing. My father was dead, dead. There had been a murder going on downstairs, and I hadn't even heard anything. My throat burned for some reason, and my vision swam with tears.
CARLISLE POV
I watched her shoulders stiffen. This was our fault, and the whole family was outside, ready to go home. In Bella's hotel room, there were the same words, and it had to be James. We killed Victoria, and now James wanted revenge. I went vampire speed around Haley and stood in front of her, but immediately stepped back.
Her eyes were coal black. Her skin was going pale, and she was breathing in pants. Her hands curled into fists, but she didn't move, just stared at her father's corpse. Then her eyes were like lasers, staring at me. "You did this, didn't you?" she asked, with a calm polite tone, but hatred burning in her eyes, making her look like a vampire.
"Haley, I am real, and I did not do this to your father. Do you understand?" I began.
"I don't care if you are real or not, but you killed him. I trusted you!" She yelled.
"Haley-"
"NO! There is nothing left to say. If you come after me, I'll kill you, and your family."
She had to be part vampire. Her teeth now resembled mine, and her now pale arms were tensed. Then she bolted, and she went vampire speed. I tracked her clearly, into her father's room, upstairs to her room, and then out, blowing past the family. All in a second.
"We need to find her, James wants her blood." I addressed the family as I sprayed down the room with gas. We had to burn the place, to destroy all the evidence.
"What about Bella? James wants her too!" Edward argued.
"And what about her? She is half vampire for god's sake, and thinks that we are hallucinations! We can't just protect her, she wants to kill us!" Rosalie butted in.
"How are you going to explain that?" asked Jasper.
Alice froze in a vision as we argued. Then a loud scream echoed from the woods.
I ran as fast as I could towards the sound, because Haley had no scent. Until I smelt a drop of her blood. James had found her.
HALEY POV
I just ran. I streaked into my dad's room, and grabbed his will. Then I bolted upstairs, surprised at my speed, and grabbed some sweats and shoved em' into a backpack. Then I was whizzing past Carlisle, the murder, and into the woods. I went even faster, now that I was out of his view, and when I ran into a hard tall object, the force of our collision threw me into a tree. I looked up to see an ordinary looking man grinning like a psychopath at me. I felt the back of my head bleeding.
"Well hello there, Haley!" He snarled. Snarled? Another mutant hallucination? Perfect, just great.
"How do you know me?" I asked, getting to my feet.
"Well, I got acquainted with your father…and well, he told me all about you." His grin got bigger, if possible.
"That was Carlisle, not you!" I yelled, remembering the image of my father, dead, on the floor. The man appeared in front of me like the red-head had, and he backhanded me so hard, I screamed.
"Oh, but it was me. I've been watching you Haley and I am just fascinated…" His cold, hard hands cupped my face, and he held me still as he drifted his nose across my neck and throat, and he growled, the low vibrations passing through me. He tightened his grip until it hurt, then dug his teeth into my neck. I screamed as he wrapped his arms around me, holding me tighter. I could feel him sucking my blood out. Surprisingly, when I went to shove him off, it worked, and he went soaring into the woods. I heard him hit the ground with a thud. My hands went over his bite mark on my neck, and my temper flared. As he ran out to kill me, I ran at him, and punched what seemed air, but the crunch that followed told a different story.
I froze and lurched as the bite started to burn, it felt like someone was holding a lighter to my neck. Then his foot collided with my ribs, snapping me out of it. I rolled on the ground faster then I could explain, and tackled him, punching him repeatedly. I picked him up and threw him away from me before he could bite me again. A sudden flare of pain made me collapse onto the ground, chest heaving for air. My whole neck was throbbing, and I heard Carlisle shout something. Acting on unknown willpower, I brought my hands up blindly around a neck, and wrenched sideways. I fainted at the sound of the neck snapping.