Never Let Me Go (Renesmee & Jacob Twilight Fanfiction) 2020

Thirty Eight - Bait

The Vampire who had her pinned spoke to the others, she assumed he was their leader. He was tall with jet black hair slicked back over his head, he wore a black leather jacket making him look like a biker.

"Dwendell and Cassia head back and ensure no uninvited guests interrupt my time with our new addition here," he said, indicating towards her. Two of the Vampires, one blonde haired woman and a mousy haired man ran away back the way they'd come. The leader then spoke to her,

"So beautiful," he said sadistically. "You're all kinds of interesting. What are you exactly? Not fully Vampire, not fully human. I've never met anyone like it before."

She didn't answer, partly because she didn't know what she could possibly say, but mostly because she couldn't get out any words with the hand restricting her windpipe.

"So what business does a half vamp like yourself have with a pack of werewolves?" he asked her, "It's not the best company to keep for our species, half or not." 

She tried to wheeze a response, but she hardly got anything out, nothing that she could hear.

"Oh, I think it's trying to talk," he said to the others, "What is it dear?" he asked her, loosening his grip by only the smallest of fractions, so she could get out a tiny bit of sound.

"They're my friends," she barely audibly wheezed.

The Vampires all laughed. The main Vampire spat in her face, then crouching down so he was face to face with her said,

"No, they're scum, riddling the Earth and we're here to exterminate them."

"You'll never do it, they're stronger than you," she struggled out, ending in a stifled cough.

"Delusional girl! Us Vampires are the dominant creatures, meant to rule over all. You think a pack of dogs can equal our greatness?" he said, tightening his grip on her neck in anger. She writhed in agony, the need to breath getting more desperate and the pain in her neck excruciating. There was no way she could respond and he knew it, smiling down at her cruelly as she struggled.

"I think we need to send a message back to your precious pack. Ooo, Artimus, great timing," he said, looking to his right. She followed his gaze and saw a Vampire, she didn't recognise from earlier, appear from in between the trees. She panicked, how many of them were there in the forest?

The new Vampire looked down at her.

"Perhaps you can enlighten me as to whose we have here?" Her captor asked Artimus, who stared intently at her. She almost felt something go through her. She puzzled at the question that had been asked of Artimus. He obviously understood perfectly and after his assessment of her, he smiled widely. It was a horrible smile to witness and sent shots of fear through her.

"Master it is better than we could have ever hoped for. She is the Alpha's," Artimus said, still smiling. Renesmee started to understand a little better but not fully. They were obviously talking about Jacob, but why did they refer to her as a possession of his?

The lead Vampire had let out a cruel laugh at Artimus's news and he looked giddy with excitement as he looked back down at her.

"Well, well, well, it's a slight shame. Such a waste of one of own. Such a pretty girl," he said running his hand down her face then continued down all over her body. She tried to wriggle away from him, but he planted his weight on her more, in order to continue his journey with his hand. She let out a small cry, which got completely lost. The Vampires stood around her laughed.

"Yes such a shame. But we weren't expecting such good fortune in bagging you. Literally running into our arms! Your wolf should really train you better!" He said.