The Big Bad Beast (bxb)

Chapter Twelve: Silent

Red P.O.V

The wind seemed to dance between our legs and the trees, silent almost. The wind brought a gentle chill along with it, signifying the changing of the seasons. Winter was coming soon, and football would be over. The sports season would switch and we'd draw closer to the half-way done mark of the year. The chill was slowly getting to me, a small shiver raking my body. I was sadly the only one suffering the chills since everyone around me was a vampire. They wouldn't be affected by the chill of the night. I have to remain focused on what really matters at the moment. Getting Byrnn back from the kidnapping werewolves and keeping all my vampire foster siblings cloaked with invisibility. 

I feel it, my ability, weighing down on me. It was a pressure in my head, a pressure that I knew would worsen the longer that the invisibility was active on my siblings.  I knew we needed to kick our plan into action as quickly as possible. I wouldn't be able to hold the invisibility over them forever. It took to long just to get the invisibility on them in the first place, which a few of them panicking during the process. I've gotten used to turning invisible so I can't really relate to they're fear. I was young when I discovered my ability. It's hard to panic about something you had always considered to be a normal thing. If only I had known that turning invisible wasn't something people were supposed to be able to do. 

I should have known that what I was able to do wasn't something that would ever be considered normal. I would never be considered normal. 

My foster siblings were lucky that they were able to see each other. It would have been weird for them to all be invisible, only seen by me and watch as they constantly bump into each other and scare themselves silly. That would be something that I'd consider funny. But now is not the time for humor. 

Due to Mitchell having a slightly larger build than me, and being the only vampire who was bigger than me, he was the one who would carry me on his back. Only until we got to the werewolves pack. Then Mitchell, Ivan, Junior, and I will enter the pack house, while the rest of our siblings hid among the trees watching the werewolves on patrol. I didn't know the little details like that. My foster siblings did though. I guess you'd have to know everything about the enemy if you want to survive in this world. I'd think werewolves were good, based on the single werewolf that I've knowing interacted with, Welfen. But a kidnapping overpowers a boy asking me for my number. Them kidnapping my foster brother has made all of them, including Welfen, the enemy in my eyes. There was no reason, not a single justifiable reason, for them to kidnap Byrnn. 

I knew that Mitchell was running much slower than I knew he could for my sake. I would thank him for it later. I have a feeling if he ran as quickly as I knew he could that I'd be vomiting my previous meals out like no one's business. I don't think that would be a very good response to the true speed of a vampire. Especially since I need to remain conscious of what is going on around me. I need to keep my siblings invisible. I need to keep even more focus on them. If I do that then maybe . . . the werewolves won't be able to smell them anymore. I know werewolves have a great sense of scent and hearing. If they are only invisible I'm not very sure if this will cloak them very well. Sometimes it also blocks scent so if I focus on it a little more than usual maybe their scents will be cloaked as well. It's hard to say, it is a tricky subject. It isn't like my powers have been studied. It isn't like I've had my powers explained to me. I wish that was the situation at hand. 

I feel the chilly wind become less bitter against my skin as Mitchell slows his pace to an almost complete halt before bending slightly to allow me to jump off of his back. I jump off. 

The wind had slowed drastically. The gentle breeze seemed to come from nowhere. I could hear the leaves as they rustled about. The moon was lighting the ground beautifully, the ground having a whitish tent due to the moon. It was magical and enchanting. It made me feel warm inside, but the moment I remembered the situation, the warmth left. I can't let anything distract me. Especially with my siblings and their safety at hand.