AN: I decided to update this because the prologue really wasn't enough to get a taste for the story and I just really wanted to write more!
Bella's POV
"I don't want to hunt in Seattle! We just hunted there three days ago!" Renesmee complained. "Plus if we hunt there again the police are going to suspect that a serial killer's on the loose. Then we won't be able to hunt there at all."
I sighed and decided to give in. "You always love variety in your hunts, don't you?"
Renesmee met her brown eyes to my red ones stubbornly. "Yes, and is there anything wrong with that?"
"No, I guess not. Where do you suggest we hunt then?" I questioned my daughter, wondering where she wanted to find our next meal and hoping that it wouldn't be anywhere too insane.
Renesmee had a spacey look, trying to figure out where else we could go. Suddenly, her eyes went wide and a smile played at her lips. "I know a great place!"
"And that place would be?" I asked, hoping she'd hurry up because I wanted to hunt already.
"Forks!" she announced, her face even brighter with her exclamation.
My mouth nearly hung open at where she suggested. Was she kidding me? "Forks, as in Forks, Washington?"
"Duh!" Renesmee said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Well, it was if she was most obviously trying to get us killed!
"The Cullens won't let us," I argued.
Renesmee hissed. "Mother, don't you get it? If we're careful we can get away with it. Don't you think they should learn how real vampires live anyway?"
I thought it over for a minute. I didn't want to disappoint Renesmee, and I figured we would be able to get out of Forks in time, so why not go? "Alright, but just this once."
Renesmee POV
Yay! We were actually going to hunt in Forks! How exciting! I never thought my mother would ever agree to let us do something as wild as this. She usually just tried to keep us safe and out of the way of danger. But who were we going to hunt? After pondering that question for only a moment, an annoying person came to mind. "Hey, I bet that Mike still lives here. It's been five years so he's got to be back from college now. He's probably living with his parents!" I sneered, making fun of my mom's old worshiper. She hated him and I knew she wouldn't disagree.
"Let's take out his parents instead! He deserves to suffer for being an irritating pain," Mom announced, laughing at her own thoughts. I didn't really think she'd be so cruel if she wasn't so thirsty, but hey, she was letting us have a little fun, so why argue?
I laughed along with her. "This'll be so exciting!" That she couldn't argue with. We needed a little action once in a while otherwise we'd get bored out of our minds.
"I know. I bet Mike's expression will be priceless!" She was doubled over in laughter, and I wasn't much better. Man, we really hated Mike.
She finally caught her breath—not that she needed it—and said, "We need to be careful and watch out for them."
I automatically knew who she meant by them, and I nodded in agreement to her warning. "Let's hope that they don't catch us."
After she understood that I'd be careful, my mother looked at me and questioned, "Ready?"
"I'm ready if you still remember where Mike lives!" I teased.
Mom smirked. "Of course I do, and after we finish off his parents, I'm going to introduce you to him so that you can be his personal comforter."
I giggled as she teased me right back. "I won't let you."
Mom chuckled a little bit and then said," Come on." With that she took off with me right at her heels. It was time for our hunt.
Bella POV
I trailed my way through the forest with Renesmee following. I was positive I knew where Mike lived, and when I found the house I stopped at the edge of the woods, watching the activity. Mike was there, and that meant that Renesmee was right. He was still living with his parents! How pathetic! I could see the older couple sitting beside him on the couch, watching the cooking channel on TV. "How do you want to do this?"
"Surprise attack," she answered. "Those are always my favorite."
"Okay, but no playing around. We don't have time for that." My message was clear. She was going to get caught if she took any longer than necessary.
"I'm so ready for this!" she let out excitedly. She then ran towards the house, and flew straight through the window.
I took a different approach. I walked through the door before glancing over at the ruined window. She took surprise to the extreme. "You could have at least knocked."
She looked over at me, pouting. "Where's the fun in that?"
We then turned our gazes to the three humans and watched they freaked out as they noticed red eyes and Renesmee's enthusiastic expression. I moved towards Mike. He gasped at my speed, and I grabbed his neck. I slammed his head into the wall, quickly knocking him unconscious. I then proceeded to throw him into the nearest closet.
"Mike!" His mother screamed, a terrified look in her eyes.
"Don't worry, Mrs. Newton. Your son will be fine. Unfortunately, you will not be," Renesmee purred. I had to admit, if I was that human I'd be utterly frightened of my daughter. She took her walk to the lady step-by-step, obviously having a little fun with the hunt. That was when we both heard the gunshot. Actually, all three of us heard the gunshot. Well, probably the neighbors did too.
I spread my arms wide and beamed. "Go ahead. Shoot me!"
Mike's father gave me a strange look and then pulled the trigger. I laughed as the bullet bounced right off of me and lodged itself into the pretty white wall. Mr. Newton had an expression of pure surprise and panic on his face. I then heard a large bam as Mrs. Newton was slammed into the wall with Renesmee attached to her throat.
"My turn," I told Mr. Newton. He backed up with every step I took. His breathing was rough, and his eyes were wide with terror. I finally had him cornered, and I whispered, "Good bye." I then dug my teeth into his neck, drinking him dry.
Renesmee finished off Mrs. Newton and let her body fall to the floor. She licked her blood covered lips and waited for me to discard Mr. Newton's body. I looked at it once before throwing it on top of his wife's own corpse. Renesmee and I hesitated for a moment before bolting out of the house. We didn't have any doubt that the Cullens would know it was us behind the kill. We just didn't want to be around when they did.
AN: Yay! I would really appreciate it if you review!
Edited and Revised: June 30, 2012