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Twisted

Summary:
Post Eclipse. Another vampire has arrived in Forks, but wants nothing to do with the Cullens and everything to do with Bella. Is this newcomer friend or foe?Banner my fiance made, same pictures different style. Ok, so it's all finished. Thank you all for your wonderful reviews and be sure to check out the sequel, "Unraveled", which will be coming soon. :)


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2. Chapter 2

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I sat very still staring out at the ocean, trying to decide what to do. I wanted to run, to hide and hope I was never found. I was tired of being used by wicked people for wicked purposes. I sighed heavily. There was nowhere I could go that someone couldn't find me. It was a hopeless venture. My mind wandered to the image in Tanya's mind of a ordinary brown-haired girl. What was so important about this girl that she could warrant such extreme measures? Why had Tanya, who had so much, died trying to protect her?

Anxiously, I begin to twist my hair through my fingers. My stomach was churning. I stared at the ocean and I heard a tiny voice in my head begging me to stop them, to warn her at the very least. I waved it away. No one stood in Ambrosi way. He was like a force of nature, unyielding, unrelenting. He wouldn't stop until the mission was complete, until that brown-haired girl lay dead on ground and he'd drank every drop of her blood. I put my head in my hands and tried to come up with a course of action that did not include suicide. Several long moments passed and—nothing.

Throwing myself backward onto the hard ground I knew there was no other course of action. No way around what I was about to do. As sure as I knew this, I knew I would die. This would be my last mission, but it was a mission of my choosing, which helped ease my pain a little. I was comforted that no longer would I be an object of desire; forced to submit to terrible amounts of physical pain in order to be a messenger for others.

Leaping to my feet I went to the water's edge, hoping to glimpse my reflection. The water was too choppy to show me my face, but I could imagine it in my head. Dark red hair that licked the edges of my shoulders, paper skin stretched over taunt, lean muscles and eyes, usually gold and bright now beginning to darken. I had made my decision and accepted the consequences that would certainly follow. I began down the coast line with new resolve. It would be a long day's run to this place called Forks and I was famished.

I stalked the beast through the woods, although I let it think it was stalking me. It was getting closer now. A low growl issued from just in front of me. It lunged at me, springing forward with full force. I stepped sideways, throwing it off balance. The animal whirled to face me and I saw murder in its eyes. Then, no more games, only death and the sweet taste of blood. It was rare to find a cougar in Alaska, so I couldn't help but feel a little smug with my kill.

I wiped a thin line of blood as it ran down my chin. It was still warm, but only just. I was better, more able to think clearly. I knew that running as fast as I could, I would never beat Ambrosi and his soldiers to Forks. They didn't know this area well, but I'd given Ambrosi a good layout of the land when I'd described Tanya's thoughts to him. Surely, he would beat me to the girl and she would certainly die. There had to be another way.

I was coming up on the outskirts of Juneau. The streetlights were flickering to life in the ever growing darkness. I thought stuck me like a lightning bolt. There would be a car, I thought quickly. I could borrow a car and then I could beat Ambrosi to Forks and the brown-haired girl named Bella.