The first Luna (On hold)

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ON WITH THE SHOW

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Narrator's POV

Chain decorated walls, with blood covered floors, and bones scattered. Elena sat on her knees, facing the chains that imprison her, with the only the sounds of her screams, and the silver whip cracking. Her tormentor stands above her with a menacing look spread along his face.

"I told you.. I would break you." He spoke between breaths "And when I do, you will be mine" One last crack of this whip, and the room was silent. The man wraps the whip around his hand, and exits the room, slamming the door in the process. Elena's position falters and she falls down, hands on the bloody floor, legs laid out. Her cuts begin to heal, consuming leftover silver chunks as they go along.

All she has left now is hope, not hope her mate will come, but hope her own plan succeeds. She knows if Emmett comes, he will die, for she is the only one who can finish this. But in order to do that, she needs time, a hell of a lot more pain, and a few more scars with stories...

And with that hope, she does not cry, nor scream anymore, but she grins. She will escape, she knows it.

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Emmett sits, fidgeting in his first class plane seat. Fernard on his left, his warriors in coach,  probably fast asleep. Fernard snores quietly, a teenager who glances over to hm every few seconds, sits to his right reading a book titled Weregirl. Emmett chuckles lightly at the sight of the novel, revolvning over a girl who get bitten by a wolf on the mission to stop a band of scientists experimenting on children with the use of rabid wolves.

Elena stays n the center of his mind, a constant reminder of the sticky situation. He continuesly checks his phone for updates on his mate, and Samantha. His 8 and half month pregnant sister, who is currently seconds away from have her son.

Emmett tap on the small tablet on the seat in front of him, tapping the small map icon on the corner of the screen, revealing the planes route to Arizona.

"Just a few more hours." He mumbles to himself. He turns to the teenager, who was unconsciously staring at him, "Hello." The girls cheeks become a deep crimson red.

"H-hi" She turns forward as soon as the words leave her lips. As he looks at her and chuckles, he notices her features, they remind him of his mate. The blonde hair and blue eyes. His smile fades quickly, and to distract himself he decides to make conversation.

"What are you gonna do in Arizona?" She sighs and looks to him now.

"Family reunion I guess, maybe they won't interrogate me this year."

"Family problems?"

"You have no idea, but anyway, what about you?" He smirks.

"I'm getting someone and taking her home."

"Girlfriend?" She frown at the news.

"You could say that." The rest of the fight was filled with stories, Emmett forgot his troubles for a few moments with the girl who was now known as Elizabeth. Its about 11:45 pm when the plane finally lands. Emmett and his warriors all gather around the bag belt waiting for their luggage, when the sound of yelling startles them. Emmett runs to the sound, and  ends up at the bathroom entrance, where Elizabeth argues with a man, possibly 50-55. The man looks around, when he believes the coast is clear. she strikes her.

Emmett runs up to the man and catches his hand before he can land another blow to now crying Elizabeth. "Are you okay?" Emmett asks her, she only nods. He looks back at the man, tightening his grip with every struggle the man makes.