Okay, this chapter is dedicated to my friend in real life, the peaceflower because it is her birthday, not mine. I also wish you guys a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and lots of Haggen-Daz caramel icecream mooncakes cuz they are the best. Sadly, I do not own twilight so don't even ask. I half own the train song though!
I burnt the folder to ashes, put my bow, sword, and collection of knives, blades and daggers, and my bullseye in a bag. I was ready to go. the contents of the folder was imprinted in my brain and I was ready to move into my new 'family'. I stomped downstairs and grunted in acknowledgement of the people. There were two people there, but I had heard that the family I was sent to, the Cullens, had the biggest coven in the world after the Volturi.
The lady introduced herself in English.
"Hi! I'm Esme and this is my husband, Carlisle."
"Ok, I'm Tyger, with a Y." I answered in Italian. She looked confused, then I translated.
"Sorry, haven't spoken English in a while." I said, my accent coming out.
"Are you Australian?"
"Yeah, why?"
"I heard the accent." Thank god, she didn't think Australians spoke like they did in American films, only some do, and even then not as strong as the movies.
The plane ride was peaceful, but when I found out there was a car trip, I couldn't resist an hour of 'The violent choo choo train song.'
Choo Choo Train
Bang, bang.
Choo Choo train
Bang, bang.
Now it's time to stop,
And see what we can do,
It is nitrogen,
put it in bomb
It is nitrogen,
watch it explode
Choo Choo train
Boom, boom.
Choo Choo train
Boom, boom.
Now it's time to stop,
and see what we can do,
It is arsenic,
lets poison someone,
It is arsenic,
lets watch them die
Choo Choo train
Die, Die.
Choo Choo train
Die, die.
You get the idea. I swear Esme wanted to rip my head off and burn it, I have that effect on people.
When we go to the house I grabbed my bags, plopped on the couch, pulled my boots off and started playing with my knife. I spun it round, and round, and round, and...
"Hi!" sang this hyperactive faerie. In my mind pixies wear combat boots and fairies wear tutus. Faeries look like they stepped out of Vogue.
"Hi." I grunted and went back to my knife.
"Ohmigosh! I'm Alice and I'm a psychic and I love SHOPPING!"She squealed.
"Ohmigosh. I'm Tyger and I like shooting cute bunnies and watching the blood pour out." I said sarcastically. I've never done that in my life.
I could see the conflicting emotions run across her face, sadness for the bunny and want for the blood. I pulled my sword out and started shining it. Then a tall blonde guy came in, took one look at me, then Alice, then me and said "You shoot?" I shot an arrow out the door and into a tree. "I was talking about guns but that was pretty cool too." I pulled my pistol out and shot a bullet into the tree beside the arrow. "He grinned and started an animated conversation about guns. I smirked. This was my kind of guy.
Eventually Esme came and said she'd show me my room. It was all white. Good, I can have fun with red and black paint/dye. I dumped my stuff and was throwing knives at the dart board from my bed when a voice said, "Hi." I turned and there was a girl in the doorframe wearing a leather jacket and pants."Hey."
"I'm Nessie."
"Tyger."
"See you tomorrow."
"You too."
"Bye."
*grunt*
-Flashback-
"Are you sure Felix?"
"Yeah, It'll be good."
"Fine." I let him lead me into the hall. It was filled with lots of humans. The burn in my throat flared, but I just ignored it.
"What should I do?"
"Watch." He grabbed the nearest one and snapped his neck. I heard him gulping down the blood I needed some. I spied the biggest one, mauling him and breaking his neck. I sucked him dry and I felt the fire in my throat burn down. I don't know how, but it felt really good.
SunnyAddict: Okay guys, please review or I will torture you with duct tape, youtube and my complete awesomeness.
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