The Moon Sisters: A Twilight story

Chapter Sixteen

The moment Tristan climaxed inside of Winter, she could immediately feel something happening. "Woah." She whispered, clutching her stomach. It was at that moment Tristan knew what happened. "Stay here. Don't allow a soul to know of your existence. I shall return as fast as possible." With a passionate kiss he parted from her. His feet wouldn't run as fast as he needed them heading for the Cullen house. As Lola was casually sauntering around the forest, she spotted Tristan sprinting feverishly away from Winter. Using her gift she saw Winter safe at the cabin she had just left and decided to follow Tristan. 

"Dr. Cullen?" Tristan hollered as he beat on the door with a heavy fist. Carlisle quickly answered the door with concern.  "Where is she?" Simply by seeing Tristan alone and worried, Carlisle knew something was wrong with Winter. No other words were spoken as Tristan followed Carlisle into the house in order to retrieve his medical bag. When Edward saw Tristan he was immediately territorial, watching his every move. "What did you do?" He asked a worried Tristan through gritted teeth. Tristan didn't acknowledge Edward's seeming threat, only making Edward more furious. With bag in hand Carlisle turned and finally got a real look at Tristan's face. His jaw fell open as he struggled to find the correct way to address him. "Prince Tristan? Is that really you?" Carlisle asked, astonished. It wasn't until Edward read Carlisle's mind that he discovered Tristan's true identity. He was a Prince of the damned, a pure blooded vampire that was born as such. Reaching full maturity at eighteen years old and the only breed of vampire capable of reproduction with the undead. One of the most powerful beings on the planet, with gifts even stronger. It is even rumored that the Volturi answer to the royal family.

As the three men headed for the door, Alice stops them. "Wait. We all have to go. Every one of us." They looked at her in confusion. "If we don't, they win." She added in a sad tone before seeing another vision. "They're on their way now. We have to go!" She said loudly, causing everyone to run with Tristan as a guide. It was then Lola jolted in the direction she was retreating from, she looked for her twin and discovered there were others with her, restraining her.  Edward's mind raced as fast as he ran, between Alice's vision replaying itself over and over to Carlisle's step by step list being recited. 

Once they reached the cabin, they found James holding the back of Winter's neck as Victoria stood at his side with a lit torch. 

"Look at the turn out." James mocked.

"Please.." Tristan spoke up.

"Please what?" James asked in return.

"Choose." James spoke as he peered down at an unfazed Winter, who knows that he was to die soon from her gifts draining alone. Only a few are strong enough to survive it's capabilities for a long period of time.

"Just let her go, creep." Emmett intervened. Only causing James to smack Winter across the face. 

"Fine. If she won't choose, then you must choose among yourselves. One of you will die." James spoke with confidence.

It only took a second for Tristan to step forward. James didn't hesitate to seize the moment as he threw Winter to the floor and lunged at Tristan before tearing his head from his body. Once his severed head hit the floor with a hard thud, Victoria quickly set it aflame. The Cullen's knew that if the Volturi weren't already on their way, they were now. Victoria panicked, dropping the torch on the hardwood floors. "Even if you leave now, the Volturi WILL find you." Alice stated in full confidence. 

"We can take our chances." Victoria replied with a devilish grin. Winter sat in shock as she watched her creator and first true love turn to ash. Emmett squeezed Lola's hand, and in their own secret body language they both jolted out the door in the direction James and Victoria ran. "What are we going to do when we catch them, sweetness?" Emmett asked as the two sprinted in perfect unison. "Not sure, yet. But I promise he will wish the Volturi caught him first." Lola's accent went as thick as Emmett ever heard, causing him to growl seductively in her ear.