Edward sped through the trees swiftly, the wind cool and pleasant on his face. Soon he was in Mt. Rainier National Park. He brought himself to an abrupt halt and crouched when he heard a mountain lion prowling nearby. He heard the sound of the soil beneath its paws as it lumbered through the undergrowth. It was close, and he knew if it got any closer it would sense him too. He began slowly stalking his prey. Closer and closer…he could see it now. It had climbed up a درخت and was sitting alertly on a low branch. It was going to all too easy. As he prepared himself for the huge pounce, something attacked him. It had come at him from the left and was now on سب, سب سے اوپر of him, trying to force its way to his neck. How had he not heard it? As he adjusted he gasped. It was a HUMAN! No, wait…it wasn’t! He saw fangs protruding from the teeth and the white’s of its eyes were completely red, the irises black. Lines like veins ran beneath its eyes. What WAS it? Edward used his strength to throw the thing from himself and it flew backwards. However, it manoeuvred itself so that it landed agilely on its feet. It was a male, with black hair and now startling grey eyes. It had somehow morphed back to looking human. It wore black clothes – trousers, tee-shirt and a leather jacket. It looked shocked and ruffled. Edward bet he did too.
“Wha-what the hell?” it said, confused and angry. “You’re supposed to be a weak little human! How are آپ THAT strong?” He glared at Edward, crouching like a predator. He was crouching just like Edward did when he was hunting.
“Don’t آپ think I’m thinking the EXACT same thing?” Edward growled back. “What are you?” The male laughed maliciously.
“What do آپ think I am, idiot?” The male smirked. Edward lowered his eyebrows in a frown. He didn’t like his attitude.
“I wouldn’t have asked آپ if I’d known,” he replied. The male’s brows furrowed too.
“I would’ve thought that the fangs gave it away, but, whatever…” And suddenly the male was standing centimetres away from Edward. He tensed but the male looked him dead in the eyes.
“Forget everything you’ve just experienced. It never happened,” he کہا in a new, dreamy, melodic voice. His pupils contracted several times.
“Sorry? Erm, what are آپ doing?” Edward asked, worried if this was some sort of unstable creature. The male cocked his head to one side and looked bewildered.
“…Are آپ wearing vervain?” He asked, looking at Edward in confusion.
“What? What’s that?” Edward replied, equally confused. The male searched Edward’s face.
“What ARE you?” Edward demanded again. The male grinned suddenly.
“I’m a vampire,” he کہا softly. Edward’s jaw dropped.
“You can’t be…” he managed to say. The “vampire” laughed.
“Yeah, it may be hard to believe, but it’s true. They exist,” the male کہا as he leant against a tree. He LOOKED casual, but his eyes were wary and alert.
“I know they exist, fool. I know they exist because I AM one!” Edward said, aggravated. This ‘thing’ certainly wasn’t a vampire. The male’s eyes widened and then he relaxed.
“Well that settles the reason why I can’t compel آپ and the reason you’re so strong then,” he said.
“You’re not a vampire though,” Edwards کہا again. The male looked shocked yet again.
“What? آپ just saw the fangs and the face! How much مزید to convince you?” He looked puzzled still.
“Vampires don’t change their face. And we certainly do NOT have fangs,” Edward replied.
“…You don’t have FANGS? What kind of a vampire ARE you?” he laughed again mockingly. Edward’s eyebrows furrowed.
“So آپ are a vampire? But how? How can we both be vampires when we’re both different?” Just as the male was about to speak, sunlight flooded through the clouds and fell on him. Edward’s mouth dropped open. HE WASN’T SPARKLING! He looked human. Now Edward was truly convinced that this wasn’t a vampire. As he began to speak, the sunlight spread out and fell upon him. His skin sparkled in the beams. The male’s face turned from puzzlement to humour. He began to laugh hysterically.
“Oh-my-god-you’re-TWINKLING” he breathed through his laughter. Edward growled at being mocked and he bared his teeth. The male laughed harder. “AHAHAHAAA! What’s the point of baring your teeth if آپ don’t even have any FANGS?” He leant against a درخت and chuckled. Finally he composed himself, but laughter still glinted in his eyes.
“I don’t enjoy being mocked,” Edward کہا angrily. The male grinned.
“Well, whatever. I guess there are different types of vampires out there. Pretty little shiny one’s like you…and real one’s like me,” he said, smiling arrogantly. Edward lunged at him but he darted out of the way instantly. Edward landed behind him and the male spun around.
“There is only one type of vampire!” Edward growled under his breath. The male’s face changed again to the evil, veined, red-eyed look from before and fangs appeared.
“Still not believe me? Well, may the stronger vampire win!” And he lunged at Edward who barely managed to escape. This guy was FAST.
“Wait!” Edward called as he dodged him again. “Are آپ a newborn?” The male stopped and his face reverted back to normal.
“A newborn? Do آپ mean recently turned?” he laughed. “I was turned in 1864!” Edward’s jaw dropped. This was one strong…vampire. He was older than Edward too. But how was he a vampire? He was totally different.
“I can’t believe there are other types of vampires out there. I never knew…” Edward said, mainly to himself.
“Well, neither did I. Oh, and سے طرف کی the way, I’m Damon Salvatore,” Damon said, putting out a hand laden with an extravagant ring.
“Wha-what the hell?” it said, confused and angry. “You’re supposed to be a weak little human! How are آپ THAT strong?” He glared at Edward, crouching like a predator. He was crouching just like Edward did when he was hunting.
“Don’t آپ think I’m thinking the EXACT same thing?” Edward growled back. “What are you?” The male laughed maliciously.
“What do آپ think I am, idiot?” The male smirked. Edward lowered his eyebrows in a frown. He didn’t like his attitude.
“I wouldn’t have asked آپ if I’d known,” he replied. The male’s brows furrowed too.
“I would’ve thought that the fangs gave it away, but, whatever…” And suddenly the male was standing centimetres away from Edward. He tensed but the male looked him dead in the eyes.
“Forget everything you’ve just experienced. It never happened,” he کہا in a new, dreamy, melodic voice. His pupils contracted several times.
“Sorry? Erm, what are آپ doing?” Edward asked, worried if this was some sort of unstable creature. The male cocked his head to one side and looked bewildered.
“…Are آپ wearing vervain?” He asked, looking at Edward in confusion.
“What? What’s that?” Edward replied, equally confused. The male searched Edward’s face.
“What ARE you?” Edward demanded again. The male grinned suddenly.
“I’m a vampire,” he کہا softly. Edward’s jaw dropped.
“You can’t be…” he managed to say. The “vampire” laughed.
“Yeah, it may be hard to believe, but it’s true. They exist,” the male کہا as he leant against a tree. He LOOKED casual, but his eyes were wary and alert.
“I know they exist, fool. I know they exist because I AM one!” Edward said, aggravated. This ‘thing’ certainly wasn’t a vampire. The male’s eyes widened and then he relaxed.
“Well that settles the reason why I can’t compel آپ and the reason you’re so strong then,” he said.
“You’re not a vampire though,” Edwards کہا again. The male looked shocked yet again.
“What? آپ just saw the fangs and the face! How much مزید to convince you?” He looked puzzled still.
“Vampires don’t change their face. And we certainly do NOT have fangs,” Edward replied.
“…You don’t have FANGS? What kind of a vampire ARE you?” he laughed again mockingly. Edward’s eyebrows furrowed.
“So آپ are a vampire? But how? How can we both be vampires when we’re both different?” Just as the male was about to speak, sunlight flooded through the clouds and fell on him. Edward’s mouth dropped open. HE WASN’T SPARKLING! He looked human. Now Edward was truly convinced that this wasn’t a vampire. As he began to speak, the sunlight spread out and fell upon him. His skin sparkled in the beams. The male’s face turned from puzzlement to humour. He began to laugh hysterically.
“Oh-my-god-you’re-TWINKLING” he breathed through his laughter. Edward growled at being mocked and he bared his teeth. The male laughed harder. “AHAHAHAAA! What’s the point of baring your teeth if آپ don’t even have any FANGS?” He leant against a درخت and chuckled. Finally he composed himself, but laughter still glinted in his eyes.
“I don’t enjoy being mocked,” Edward کہا angrily. The male grinned.
“Well, whatever. I guess there are different types of vampires out there. Pretty little shiny one’s like you…and real one’s like me,” he said, smiling arrogantly. Edward lunged at him but he darted out of the way instantly. Edward landed behind him and the male spun around.
“There is only one type of vampire!” Edward growled under his breath. The male’s face changed again to the evil, veined, red-eyed look from before and fangs appeared.
“Still not believe me? Well, may the stronger vampire win!” And he lunged at Edward who barely managed to escape. This guy was FAST.
“Wait!” Edward called as he dodged him again. “Are آپ a newborn?” The male stopped and his face reverted back to normal.
“A newborn? Do آپ mean recently turned?” he laughed. “I was turned in 1864!” Edward’s jaw dropped. This was one strong…vampire. He was older than Edward too. But how was he a vampire? He was totally different.
“I can’t believe there are other types of vampires out there. I never knew…” Edward said, mainly to himself.
“Well, neither did I. Oh, and سے طرف کی the way, I’m Damon Salvatore,” Damon said, putting out a hand laden with an extravagant ring.
They heard the door close and wondered who came barging in, until a familiar, female and British voice solved the mystery.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are آپ doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and آپ look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena شدہ تبصرہ sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are آپ doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and آپ look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena شدہ تبصرہ sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
Rachel stroke her fingers through her hair. “Oh my God. What have I done?” she mumbled agitated. “Think, Rachel, think” She looked around. Then she grabbed Gabe’s feet and dragged him to the farthest corner.
She ran to the stairs and went to the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the سیکنڈ drawer اگلے to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
She ran to the stairs and went to the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the سیکنڈ drawer اگلے to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
Elena took a deep breath and started running down the hill. However, the گھاس on the ہل, لندن started growing really fast and pushed Elena back. Elena angry pushed the گھاس away and came halfway the hill.
Then the earth started shaking and Elena rolled down.
The road that led to the open field cracked open and Elena’s feet got stuck in one of the cracks.
“Ha, damn it!” she cursed and she pulled her leg, but she couldn’t اقدام it. The crack grew bigger and soon she fell in a whole. A deep one.
She looked up and saw how the crack slowly closed again.
“Elena”
Elena grabbed the دیوار which was raw and cut her hands open, but she didn’t care. With a fierce determination she climbed up and out of the crack. She crawled away from the crack, dodged the other cracks and reached the open field.
Then the earth started shaking and Elena rolled down.
The road that led to the open field cracked open and Elena’s feet got stuck in one of the cracks.
“Ha, damn it!” she cursed and she pulled her leg, but she couldn’t اقدام it. The crack grew bigger and soon she fell in a whole. A deep one.
She looked up and saw how the crack slowly closed again.
“Elena”
Elena grabbed the دیوار which was raw and cut her hands open, but she didn’t care. With a fierce determination she climbed up and out of the crack. She crawled away from the crack, dodged the other cracks and reached the open field.