"It's basically just a nice way to say that she can control minds-"
"You're telling me this now! She hates me!"
__________
Twilight-Breaking Dawn P2
__________
OC x OC
__________
Started | September 4, 2020
Published | January 8, 2021
Finished |
Edi...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
______________________
*Genevieve*
Coming to a stop at the edge of the clearing, I looked around at the countless small bonfires that had been created by the firewood that Emmett and Theo were collecting and the bodies of the countless newborns that had been killed by us all.
"Genevieve!" Theo screamed, dropping the firewood and immediately rushing over to me. His eyes were wide as he frantically looked me over, checking for any new injuries that would've been formed from my fight with Victoria and Riley. The only injury that I had taken was from the newborn towards the beginning of the fight. The cracks from his vice-like grip were still evident on my neck but weren't severe enough to need venom to heal, which caused Theo to let out a sigh of relief.
As he looked me over, I, in turn, did the same to him, noting his ripped jacket, and a few new bites added to his arms. Grimacing, I carefully picked up his arm and looked over them, before looking back up at his face.
"You okay?" I ask nervously, watching as he nods his head, pressing a kiss to the top of my head reassuringly.
"I've had worse."
I hated that he said that.
Slowly we both moved to stand next to Rose, who offered me a relieved hug when she saw me relatively uninjured. After our greetings, all of us stood silent as we watched the fires burn, the countless bodies of the newborns slowly burning away into nothing but a pile of ash. Theo wraps his arm around my waist reassuringly, rubbing circles into my hip as I rest my head on his chest.
"How long?" Edward asked, joining the rest of the family with Bella standing right behind him. Their hands were intertwined and hung loosely at their sides.
"A few minutes," Alice offered. "Maybe 10?"
"The pack needs to leave," Carlisle announced, "the Volturi won't honor a truce with the werewolves."
We all looked back at the pack in question and watched as Jacob emerged, uninjured, from the tree line. Looking over at a different member of his pack, the two seemed to hold a silent conversation before their attentions were grabbed by a quiet rustle in the trees behind them. Their large bodies tensed as they crept closer to the sound, after a few seconds a single newborn emerged from the tree line, their eyes wide as they looked around.
"Leah, don't!" Edward yelled, dropping his hand from Bella's he raced over to help her.
The wolf, Leah, quickly raced forward to kill it but was caught by the newborn, who wrapped his hands around her neck. All of our eyes widened as we watched Jacob run over to her, grabbing the newborn, and flinging him off of her, causing the both of them to fly through the air.
