Can you tell from the look in her eyes?
We're going no where
We live our lives like we're ready to die
We're going no where
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In which Gabrielle changes the lives of a hot head shifter and a revenge seeking bloodsucker.
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Started | September 25 2018...
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C H A P T E R O N E |⚜
"Are you sure this is where you saw her, Alice?" Carlisle asked our tiny psychic, his eyes roaming the black forest.
Partially scattered, the Cullen family stood tense, alert, watching. Alice continued to stare ahead, laying out the landscape of her vision, matching it to where they stood now. I kept my ears open, my eyes on look-out, my senses high from the tree above them.
Emmett's fists tightened in eagerness for the chase they all anticipated. I grimaced at his too-willing nature.
"She's almost here," Alice murmured distantly.
My frown faded. My expression blanked. I went back to my own alertness, concentrating.
Weak branches swayed in a smooth breeze; leaves rustled; a bird cawed half a mile away, and few rodents scurried along the wet forest floor. For a moment after, all was quiet.
Then Alice's head snapped left.
"There!"
Instantly they were running. At first, they ran in the direction appointed with no knowledge as to where exactly their target was. Then, I smelled her, and her footsteps reached my ears seconds later.
Jasper and Emmett snarled instinctively, and that was when she came into view.
Victoria's crimson eyes, socketed delicately in the pale planes of her face, swept quickly over their hunting party, assessing them, seeing who was here and who was not.
Trying to out-maneuver Esme and Alice, who were closing in on her from the right, Victoria swerved left, straight in front of Emmett and Rosalie. Emmett, already being steps ahead of Rosalie, leaned forward to gain speed.
Emmett started advancing on her, faster and faster. He was determined. And, as he began getting closer to her, I could see he became a little smug, too. Overly confident.
Emmett's arm reached out as he gained on our target. As I opened my mouth to protest, his hand clamped down on Victoria's shoulder.
The wild red-head suddenly stopped running, and her hands dug into her captor's massive arm. Emmett's continuing momentum forced him to ram into her. Instead of knocking them both out, however, Victoria was braced, and she used the power to fling him full force over her head, sending him barreling into trees, all snapping straight in half and toppling over, their force at impact reverberating through the midnight hour.
