Chapter 10

Emmett's POV

Well that was weird…

"Jasper!… Jasper!" I yelled with an edge to my voice as I pulled myself up off the ground. There was a faint outline of my body in the soil as a result of my impact. What the hell just happened?

"Jasper!… Jasper!" I repeated while I began to search for him. I quickly realised my surroundings seemed odd. I thought there were more trees then this. Everything doesn't seem to be overgrown anymore, it's neat even. No moss engulfed trees nor sprawling thorns. The rush from a fresh kill must have distracted me for me to notice the change in this part of the forest.

A slight panic began to set in. I noticed that the bear I had mauled and half drained was gone. That 'thing' must have taken it. No that's stupid, it's not even real. But why did everything go black? I must be really deprived of my O-positive goodness. Jasper was right I should hunt more often. My imagination has gone mad with starvation.

Why wasn't Jasper answering me?

My face suddenly fell. Maybe he was hurt. I began to run fast, frantically searching for my brother whilst calling out his name.

I felt strange, unnerved, and frustrated. I knew I wasn't in the forest anymore. But how? This place looked more like an old fashioned public park. It smelt weird. There was definitely no animals, though there was a faint scent of human slightly west.

How did I end up here? Maybe these depressing looking statues are more real then I'd like to think.

With still no sign of Jasper, I made it to a large gray pebble path with neat buckets of shrubbery placed almost strategically either side. To the left of me was a large iron gate. It was locked so I continued right, following the path. I could hear the constant crunch of the gravel beneath me. I walked at a brisk human speed. I wasn't sprinting but I wasn't strolling joyfully either. I was cautious… Well, by my standards. I had to find out where I was and what was going on.

I soon realised that I was in a private estate as a large, old-fashioned, Victorian looking, gray house came into view.

I noticed two human women as they started to walk towards me, with a stance and glare with the intent to intimidate me. Obviously it didn't work. They should be scared of me if anything.

They were dressed like someone from the 1800's. There must be a costume party or something. Both woman were wearing dresses but had ties and other features to make them look more masculine. Both were wearing brown hats with their long hair pinned back. They weren't very attractive looking. Nothing compared to my Rosalie.

One of the women was a tall, thin, fair brunette wearing all brown, with a pointy nose, far too big for her small, heart shaped face. The other was shorter, not like Alice but more Bella's height, and was blonde and chubby, wearing gray plaid. Neither of them wore any makeup. (A/N: Pictures on Profile)

Suddenly they both raised two pistols. I assumed that they were loaded. I wasn't scared or nervous. I knew their bullets wouldn't leave a dent in me, but what if they hurt someone else.

Anger surged through me. I raised my hands to look like I wouldn't cause any trouble but who knew what I may do later. I decided to surrender- or at least look like it.

"Hey… hey… there is no need to be pointing guns at me!" I said in a light tone, not sounding overly serious.

They looked at me with slight confusion. Then quickly straightened their faces and pulled the triggers.

I never felt the bullets ricochet off my body. When all of a sudden behind me I heard a low agonising howl.

I turned around not knowing what to expect and I wasn't disappointed. It was like no other creature I had seen before and believe me I have seen a lot of weird stuff in my existence.

Simultaneously while absorbing its appearance, I picked up its scent. It was unappetising, but not like the werewolves. It smelt sour. But even as its life gushed from its newly wounded chest, I had no intention to drain it off its blood. It held its large claws to its chest as it died. It had a dirty, brown, wrinkly, hairy complexion with a large head and huge fangs. (A/N: Picture on Profile) It was grotesque but somehow I felt it didn't have any reason to be killed.

I swerved around to face the women again, my anger bubbling under my skin. "What was that for?! It didn't do anything wrong and you killed it!" I yelled letting my true vampire self slip through.

"It's our duty for queen and country," the tall brunette said calmly yet with a stern voice.

"Lucky you're a vampire or we would have disposed of you too," the blonde said coldly.

"Wait…" I responded "How do you humans know what I am?"

"You're textbook," the brunette began. "You're pale, big, fast and I assume strong. The only thing wrong is the colour of your eyes. I've never met a vampire before. Not many in our institute have, you also are too hard to capture and detain, so our records are a little sketchy."

"Who are you?" I demanded.

The blonde replied coldly "Torchwood."

Who?

"Right…" I said confused. "Where am I?"

The women looked at each other with incredulous expressions then turned to face me again. The brunette stepped forward and answered "Just outside Cardiff city, you're American aren't you?"

I didn't respond. Cardiff! How the hell! I'm in Wales! But that's impossible. Stupid statues!

The woman's already stern looks turned even more cross, and the blonde began to speak harsher then ever. "You can fight, or you can come peacefully."

"Where?" I asked, tensed.

"To our base, we would like to run some tests for the benefits of our research," the brunette explained.

"Look, I don't mean any harm. I just want to return home to my family," I said defensively and truthfully.

"Fine, we will just then have to take you by force. Look, you're on British soil and now are a threat to our empire. We have the right to kill you if you don't comply to our demands Mr.?" the blonde said forcefully.

"Cullen," I stated.

Didn't they understand I could kill them both in less then a second. They couldn't take me and there would be no material strong enough to hold me and my strength.

But I surrendered. I didn't want to make this situation any worse. Also I could show them that I wasn't a threat. Maybe they could help me find away home.

"Ok, I'll go with you on one condition. Tell me what that creature is," I said as I turned and gazed upon the dead monster on the ground.

"It's a Weevil, an alien. That's what our institute does. We deal with aliens," the brunette explained without any emotion or with her voice breaking.

"Aliens!" I exclaimed incredulously as my eyes widened while staring at this 'Weevil' thing.

"But I'm not an alien" I mumbled as I tried to convince myself that that was a statement and not a question.

The women didn't reply.

"But why would you want me?" I asked with genuine curiosity.

"Like I said, you're a threat to our kingdom. Now come, our carriage awaits." the blonde demanded.

Carriage? Ok, have I just been sucked into a weird and wrong period movie?! I followed the two women as a sign of my surrender. Also, like they requested, I followed peacefully.

We walked to the other side of the large building and in my amazement and disbelieve there was a black, horse drawn carriage waiting. I shook my head in disbelief. As I did this the women giggled to each other and the brunette whispered "Jack is going to love this one. He's quite handsome isn't he?"

I rolled my eyes as I climbed into the carriage. The brunette joined me inside while the blonde went up front.

"How long will it take us to get to this base place?" I ask innocently. The carriage began to move.

"Not long," the woman said. She sighed "Would it be too rude to ask your first name Mr. Cullen? I'm Alice and out front is my partner in more ways then one, Emily."

I sighed and looked out the window. Her saying the name Alice made me think of my family. I missed them. Though I haven't being away from them for too long, I was in another country and what seems like another time. God, Edward's going to kill me if I miss tonight's ceremony. I really have to get home.

It was quiet. Neither Alice nor I said anything. It was awkward. I was her prisoner and what do you say to someone who wants to do experiments on you?

I laughed to myself. Normally I don't mind playing the prisoner…. Well, when Rosalie's involved.

I felt compelled to fill the silence.

"So you work with aliens. Wow!"

....idiot....