Chapter 10
Interlude
Third Person's POV
Detroit, a city with a reputation for the danger it holds within its boundaries, but not tonight. Tonight the people of Detroit are locking themselves away once again in their homes, many of them have even scoffed at the so called 'security measures' that have been issued by the police. They are useless; whoever the latest serial killer is they are not fazed by alarms and padlocks. But then again, many of the citizens are not so worried; the serial killer seeks the criminals of their city. The police insist that this makes the killer even more dangerous, that statement was greeted with anger from many far and wide, many citizens from neighbouring cities and states are jealous of Detroit for having a killer that is quote 'cleaning up the streets better than the police ever could'. They are praising the killer, welcoming him/her to continue with what they are doing and would be more than willing to offer a safe haven for them.
But they wouldn't if they knew the truth of the killer, or rather killers.
"This guy tastes disgusting." A woman's voice sounds out in the now silent drug house.
Thud.
The body of one of the most dangerous drug dealers in the area is dropped on the floor, a wound to his neck, but no blood pours or even oozes slowly out of his wound. His killer kneels down, a woman with a mass of red curls, tilts her head and smirks at him.
"And I should know, I've tasted my fair share of shitty blood," she finished with a soft cackle.
"Really? How did I taste baby?" Her lover appears faster than a blinking eye beside her, a pleased look on his face at the news that the repulsive bastard tasted as horrible as his personality. His bright red eyes dancing with a fiery passion for the kneeling woman, whom turns to look at him, a now loving smile on her lips.
"You, you tasted amazing," she sighed. "All blood now tastes like shit in comparison," she finished as she stands to her feet.
Her lover's smile grows even bigger as he wraps his arms around her and pulls his lover close to him.
"Can't say I'm not happy about that," he told her.
The two of them laugh a little, before a worried look befalls his face.
"Charlie, she will call us. It's not like we have to worry about her safety you know," Charlie's lover informed her reassuringly.
"I know Vicky, but I'm always going to worry about Bells," Charlie replied with a sigh of longing. He wants nothing more than to hear from his daughter. "And I don't want her anywhere near those three fuckers without our being there," he snarled out, his red eyes becoming dark with anger. He'd never forgive that family for what they have done to his sweet wonderful Bella.
"Calm down Charlie, it was only four of them that lied to her intentionally. Poor Emmett was stuck between the rock and the hard place," Victoria said, her voice although soothing, also held controlled anger.
Victoria had originally gone in search of Isabella Swan to make her pay for the loss of the man she believed to be her mate. But then she'd met Charlie Swan, Bella's father, and realised the truth.
Before Charlie goes to say anything else his phone rings, he gets his phone out of his jacket pocket and answers.
"Hello," he said.
"Dad," Bella's voice came from the other end.
"Bells, hey. How you doing kiddo," Charlie asked, his concern for his daughter flooding his voice.
"I'm good Dad, I found Jasper. Rosalie and Emmett are here too. They're all very eager to get some payback themselves," she said with a dark chuckle.
Charlie couldn't help but chuckle darkly himself. He was itching for the chance to unleash some hell on to that boy and his so called family.
"We're going to start heading up to Canada tomorrow, can you and Vicky meet up with us," Bella asked.
Charlie looks to his mate, Victoria nods.
"Absolutely, we need to leave Detroit any way," Charlie informed his daughter. Bella chuckles darkly once again.
"Yes, you two have been having some fun there haven't you? They scream," Bella asked.
"Of course they did," Charlie told her, a look of relief and justification on his face. Charlie now feels like he is actually making a difference in protecting the innocent. "We'll leave as soon as we clean up this mess," Charlie finished.
"OK, talk to you soon Dad," Isabella said.
"Talk to you soon kiddo," Charlie replied before they both hang up.
Charlie and Victoria look around them.
"Better get started then," Victoria said.
With a chuckle the vampires began the clean up of their latest kill.
A/N: Hey guys, I hope you enjoyed the interlude.