I was mortally horrified with myself. How could I allow myself to go to my animalistic side... I was a monster. I sat motionless in my room for four hours, ashamed of myself. The door opened behind me. I felt rythmic footsteps come my way. Alice. Her arms gently wrapped around my neck in a hug.
"It's not your fault." She assured. I rolled my eyes.
"I'm a monster." I said guiltily.
"No, it's not! It's how you are. That's what you're s'pos'd to do. You- we are natural hunters."
I didn't answer. I simply looked at her. She sighed and muttered something about Jasper. I left out the window's door before he could come and leave me numb.
I walked through the forest, my pure white Converse sinking in the mud. Eventually, I let my real side come out. I shifted into a crouch. Before I knew it, I caught the scent of a delicious something. The hunt had begun.
Two hours later, I stared at the 8 mutilated bodies of mortals I had devoured.
A monster.
That's what I was. I had no reason to live. I would face my time in the Fields of Punishment now. I was going to the Volturi.
I had found Jasper and we flitted upstairs. The window's door was wide open, and Percy's jacket was gone. I shrugged and motioned for Jasper to follow me as I sprang outside. Landing gracefully, as always, I followed my young brother's scent until I picked up something. It was blood, human, but the scent said it was not mine to claim.
Someone had taken the people as their territory. Percy.
I pushed myself to find a pile of bloody bodies and footprints of Percy's white Converse.
I kept following his scent, not caring if my mate was following me or not. What would he do? As I darted in the woods, I yanked out my BlackBerry. Ringing Edward, I told him to get the family out searching for Percy. He was missing, and he was his own kidnapper.
The next day I had gotten over Percy's crazy outburst. Thalia, however, was not so lenient on my best friend/boyfriend's behaviour. You could tell she was mad. She even had a picture of Percy on her archery target. That was Thalia mad. She would not let go of that grudge until he apologized. Or she got even. And Thalia even was not even. That actually gave reason for the first person to now have a grudge against her. Not good.
The phone rang next to us. We had wired it carefully so that we could use it without monsters kicking down our front door.
"Hello?" I answered,
"It's Edward. Percy is missing." He said.
"What!"
"We're not sure where, but Alice found bloody bodies before she lost his scent. We think he ran away."
I hung up the phone and scrambled for my jacket.
"What's the problem?" Thalia asked, looking up from the episode of Dance Moms we were watching.
"Percy. The Cullens think he ran away."
"Serves him right." she mumbled, not low enough for me to miss hearing. I threw a pillow at her. She whacked it away, but I'm sure she got the message. After a moment of considering, she decided, "I suppose it's not all his fault... It's not like he asked to be a vamp. I'll come, too."
We grabbed our coats, weapons, and coded cell phones and left for the Cullen residence.
Once again, kind of short. Short and sweet, though. I don't want to drabble on and leave you in a stupid spot to end a chapter. I own nothing. Review! Read meh other stories! Pleaseeee!
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