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3rd Person POV

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3rd Person POV

In the swan residence a familiar yet unfamiliar boy belonging to the town of Forks sneaks around, walking between rooms deliberately leaving his scent as he searches for items to take with him back to his camp of newborn Vampires.

The recent Seattle attacks were caused by the army he was helping another all too familiar vampire create. He currently stood in Bella's room hand lifting the dream catcher that dangles from the headboard of her bed, a faint wolf scent attached to it which the boy doesn't detect.

His hand then trails down the eldest twin's bed till he notices a red blouse hanging on the chair to her desk. Picking it up he takes a deep inhale of the blouse detecting the strong smell belonging to the eldest Swan girl.

Taking the blouse he walks down the corridor briefly before entering the room next door. It's smaller inside, the smell of a vampire lingering strongly in this room just like it had in the other. Walking around the room he observes all the measures in place to prevent the girl from tripping. With a smirk he decided to move one of the shoes from the neatly stacked shoe rack and place it in the middle of the open floor space.

As he's bent over he notices a blue plaid shirt under her bed. Reaching under it he picks it up sniffing the material and smelling the strong sweet scent of raspberries and apples. A strange combination he notes, taking the fabric and leaving the room.

He walks quietly down the stairs hearing the soft snores belonging to Charlie Swan who laid asleep on the sofa. He leans over the man temped to feed when he sees the flyer in his hands, seeing his own picture on it. Showing mercy he steps away and leaves the house sparing the man's life.

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Y/n's POV - A Few Hours Before.

"Paul." I trembled as I was pinned up against the wall of Emily's house.

"Graduation." He snarls. Confusion etches its way onto my face showing through the fear it already showed. Angered at my expression no doubt he slams his hand against the wall next to my face causing me to jump in fright. "Don't pretend like you don't know."

"Paul, I actually don't know what you're on about." I say panicking as I begin to hear growls rapidly emitting from him.

"LIAR! JACOB TOLD ME WHAT YOU AND BELLA ARE DOING! YOU HAVEN'T EVEN LIVED. I haven't..." He trailed off as I stood trembling before him.

"Paul, I swear whatever Jacobs told you it doesn't apply to me. I haven't made any plans for graduation, it's just Bella." I try to reason.

"YOU'D BE BETTER OFF DEAD THAN ONE OF THEM!" I hear him yell just as I'm met by a sharp stinging sensation on my cheek.

My eyes widen as tears begin to pool behind my lids. Frozen while I processed what had just happened.

"Back off Paul." I hear Sam yell as I'm no longer pinned up against the wall. I hear someone talking to me but I'm too stunned to reply.

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