Well, people, I put up chapters on either Wednesday or over the weekend, and when I do I put them up fast. Why? I'm a fast typer. Enjoy!
EPOV
I sighed. This was crazy! I could actually see Hunter dead, blood all over his face, his arms, his clothes, leaking onto the snow.
Blood. My one of two weaknesses. The other was Bella Swan, my singer, which meant her blood sang for me. Yet I loved her too much to kill her and valued my vegetarian diet.
Being vegetarian vampires means we only drink animals' blood opposed to humans'. We Cullens were one of the two only known vampire covens. It was hard, and harder still with Bella around, but so far none of us had given in since Jasper had lost control at Bella's birthday party when she got a paper cut. But he hadn't drunk any blood.
I'd left her then. We'd decided it was too dangerous to stay with Bella and put her in danger, and by 'we', I mean me.
And Cal. I'd found him in a mirror in my room–a prop–and since then I'd brought it with me so Cal and I could communicate.
After I'd left, I considered going to New York and helping Cal out myself–his half-brother had cone and was being pesky. But he'd insisted he could handle it.
I went anyways, and Widows Vale held no Cal to help or Hunter to scare. But Cal had done some reading – okay, a lot of reading – and he'd discovered that we were in different universes, alternate realities. In his world there were no vampires, and in my world there were no witches.
It meant I couldn't help my friend.
In the end, though, it didn't matter. Hunter was dead. Cal and Morgan had killed him. That didn't mother me as much as the blood. Blood. I needed blood!
"I'm going hunting!" I shouted and raced out to do just that. Hunting. That reminded me of…
Don't say the name.
Right, I did say in the last chapter that there were no Twilight/Sweep fanfics, but I don't know that for sure. Just so we're clear. REVIEW!!!