Not What We Seem Chapter 8

Changed the format of this one so it's easier to read. It's also got three parts instead of the normal two because otherwise it would be really short!


Taking a deep breath Edward began to explain everything to the injured hunter. Starting with how they survived on animal blood Edward carried on telling his life story right through from the troubles with James, Laurent and Victoria to the Volturi before finally finishing in the present. Amazed at his own openess Edward waited tensely for the hunter sat opposite him to take all this in.

" So let me get this right. Your wife's been attacked by other vampires three times, you've tried to commit suicide and you've just taken on some seriously poweful vamps on and beaten them?"

Edward nodded slowly with a slight smile on his lips. He'd never heard it put that way before and it made them sound, well, pretty good!

"I thought mine and my brother's lives were bad dude! But I still need to know, where is Dean?"

Edward could see Sam panic as the thought of his brother in danger or hurt in some way chilled him to the bone.

"He's gone to-"

Edward swallowed uncomfortably before carrying on.

" -to sort out my family.I hoped that if I talked to you we could find a way to stop him."

"He went on his own! But there's like, what eight of you? They're gonna kill him!"

Sam started to pull at his covers, screwing his face up in pain whenever he moved his broken ribs, but he persevered, shoving on his shoes before drawing himself up to tower over Edward.

" They won't hurt him." Edward tried to reassure the hunter stood in front of him but failed miserably.

"Yeah sure and I'm a midget. Lead on Dracula."

Must have inherited the sarcastic gene as well thought Edward. Not sure whether to be offended by Sam's previous comment he headed out the door, hearing the hunter behind him grunting in pain with each step.

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Dean hoped Sam would forgive him for this. He knew that his brother was going to be upset with him or even waiting for him to wake up so they could both go, but Dean didn't want his brother to get hurt anymore. This lot had already proved they were dangerous and Dean didn't want his brother to have another encounter with them. Lifting his machete he headed towards the beckoning bright lights of the Cullen's house.

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Edward sighed with exasperation. It was getting late and they'd only just made it into the woods. The trees loomed over them, their tops seemingly piercing the midnight blue sky.

"Come on Sam! He's going to be there by now!"

"Yeah well were not all new improved humans!"

Sam was struggling on the uneven ground. Every step was jolting his chest and he could feel the strapping becoming loose, letting his broken ribs push against his lungs. Sam knew he would be finding it hard to breathe soon, but he pushed this thought to the back of his mind. Nothing else mattered until Dean was safe. Sam knew that Dean thought it was his job to protect his younger brother, but didn't he realise Sam needed to protect Dean as well?

Sam took a deep breath and focussed on the situation in hand. Noticing the teen vampire- Edward, he was called, grumbling to himself; Sam quickened his pace, trying to ignore the pain in his side that increased with every step.

"This is taking too long!"

Edward was growing impatient with Sam's low progress and made a risky decision.

"This is going to feel really weird but I can't see any other way of getting there quick enough."

Staring bewilderingly at the anxious vampire in front of him Sam wondered if he'd been wrong to trust him and what was going to happen next. However not even all his years of hunting could have prepared him for what did. Grabbing hold of Sam's wrist with one hand and catching hold of Sam's jacket with the other Edward began to run. As the vampire began to pick up speed the previously defined trees merged into one big leafy green blur. To Sam it looked like he was watching a watercolour painting in a blender. It couldn't have been more than a minute before they were in the clearing. Reeling from shock Sam's knees gave way and he met the ground in an undignified manner for the second time that day.

"Are you ok? I'm sorry about that but I was getting impatient."

Sam sat up, his stomach somersaulting as his brain tried to work out the logic behind what had just happened.

"You lot really aren't like any other vampires we've ever met. Oh, and Edward? I don't ever want to do that again."

Getting up slowly so not to jolt his injured ribs Sam saw Edward smiling sheepishly. Shaking his head the youngest Winchester turned in the direction of the house and noticed a small figure moving towards the side door.

"Dean!"

And then they were running. A hunter and a vampire united in one purpose; to save their families.