Recommence ° Edward Cullen[Rewriting]

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Chapter Six | The Shape of Trust

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"Isn't it fascinating?" A doctor smiled, bold behind the protection of the iron bars. Next to him stood a man who towered over the stout and cocky doctor, his pale face expressionless. His eyes appeared maroon in the dim light, almost matching the ring of deep red that flashed back at him from void-like eyes.

"No matter what we do—sever a limb, remove an organ, burn or freeze her flesh—she heals. It's remarkable how durable she has become, and she only continues to evolve. If we can find a way to harvest and preserve her DNA long enough to create and implant another embryo into a Mother, then we will have an army!"

The man, an unfamiliar face, wore the ghost of a frown. "Why was I summoned here, Dr. Ross?" Ross wilted visibly under the man's piercing gaze, unaware of the predatory eyes that drank in the shift in dynamics and observed his subservience to the mysterious individual.

"I, uh, we require your advanced medical expertise, Dr. Benefico. The scientists and I. . . we specialize in human anatomy, but as time passes, the creature continues to mutate. Your specialty in monstrous anatomy would be an incredible asset to our team."

Red-rimmed pupils watched the man's expression closely. "Monstrous anatomy?" His tone, tinged with disgust and offence, made the creature narrow her eyes. "Yes, doctor. This beast is unlike anything you have ever seen before." The short man turned to her with a smug grin, but she didn't so much as blink.

Alexandra settled back against the back wall of her room, dried blood from a previous kill drying on her lips and chin. "A beast?" Maroon eyes met crimson red, unafraid. "I don't see a beast." Ross stuttered out warnings, his head shaking frantically in his disagreement, but the doctor, Benefico, didn't pay him any mind.

He neared, the creature watching him all the while as he crouched before the iron bars. "Buona sera, piccola." A slow blink and a gradual head tilt answered his greeting before she grinned, dried blood cracking on her stretched lips.

Behind him, Dr. Ross shuddered.

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Alex sat up with a gasp, the fading memory on the edges of her visions. Beneath her, her hands sank into a soft surface, startling the girl into opening her eyes. For a moment, she was terrified she would see a blinding white room and cold eyes, but instead, she was met with green. Bemused, Alex took in the dense forest before her, clear and detailed, through the open glass doors.

Tension ebbed from her body as her gaze surveyed the room—the library—with towering shelves filled to the brim with books, old and new. "Alex?" The girl looked over at her name, exhaling softly as Edward stood still in the doorway, a bowl of water in one hand and a towel in the other. "Alex," he said again, his voice firmer.