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Chapter 18: The Guilty Are Innocent.
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In the woods, at midnight, ten thousand feet from Troy’s apartment.
“Did Jasper find him?” Carlisle asked, turning his head to the far distance after sprinting toward a tree.
Edward also shifted his eyes. “I think he got his attention.”
“What about the other one?” Carlisle’s eyes brightened in the dark. “I think the boy caught on to his scent.”
Edward just nodded at the words, fully believing them, because of Troy’s window, which was now concealed by its dark blinds.
“Did you feel it?” Edward couldn’t help but question.
But Carlisle didn’t reply; the shaking of the ground was still rumbling immaturely beneath the template of his feet.
“Emmett?”
“He’s chasing him,” Edward said, shooting his eyes in another direction. “He’s moving eastwards. So, he must have caught the shifter’s attention when he passed near La Push’s reserve.”
There was a pause, one that turned the atmosphere weird even as they stood there in silence, even amidst the pending chaos.
Edward’s eyes turned back to Troy’s sealed window. “He’s still in there—”
“I know.” Carlisle cut his words.
Edward’s fists clenched harder than they should. “So, you’ll let him do it? Feed on her?”
“For now.” Carlisle’s words were a whisper. Then he turned to him. “We aren’t heroes, Edward… Emmett needs our help.”
And in a blur, he was gone.
Leaving Edward to cast a last glance at Troy’s home, he could still smell Honey’s scent. Still hear the faint tumble in her heartbeat.
And he knew that if Troy was much like them, he would notice.
A second, or maybe after the drain of less, Edward’s blurs followed.
Leaving faint whispers that sang in lonesome of his remembrance.
Only this time, unlike always, a creature was actually listening.
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Emmett’s giant figure crashed into a tree, sending its chunks flying apart in shards.
“Wait!” Emmett screamed, but only laughter escaped the lips of the one he was chasing.
Then a rock suddenly came soaring from the front; it was so large and dense that it sent Emmett stumbling back, after creaking because of slamming into him.
And anger boiled from within him, one that turned his eyes to a darker shade of gold. And as if possessed, he growled like a beast and sped up, reaching the figure he was chasing in seconds.
The figure frowned when Emmett’s hand touched its shoulder, but before it could react, right when it still held on to its little spark of confidence, the pure mass of his palm increased one hundredfold, sending the figure tumbling and falling to the ground.
Dragging with it some dirt, debris, and trees as it drifted.
“Okay!” the figure said, while laughing. “You've got my attention. Why the fuck are you chasing me, dude?!”
It sighed while clicking its tongue as it got up, dusting its now dirt-infused red cloak.
Emmett’s eyes flickered at its blood-red eyes; it was clear it had just fed.
“Well?” It raised its hands dramatically, questioning him. “You can’t speak or something—”
Two other figures suddenly appeared in blurs from the trees.
“Ahh, great!” the figure hissed in annoyance at the sight of Carlisle and Edward. “You know… I was told to avoid you people—”
“Who are you?” Carlisle interrupted its words, and its eyes widened at the question.
It moved its hands to its cloak, lifted it, then rolled its eyes when Carlisle whispered the word ‘Volturi’ under his breath.
“Volturi… What are you guys doing here?” Emmett said, finally straightening.
The figure raised its brows at the words. “Wait… you guys didn’t get the memo?”
And they all turned glances of confusion among themselves.
“Hello… half-vampire… hybrid… powerful abilities…” It laughed when it noticed the sight of the confusion, so it stepped forward. “You guys are really clueless, huh? Never mind, I’m Stan.”
Edward hesitated when Stan offered a hand, but after the drain of time, he offered his back, shaking it.
Carlisle also shook his hand, including Emmett. “I’m sorry, Stan, but you must understand our confusion—”
“Yeah, I get it. Most covens don’t know about it anyway.” Stan said, folding his arms to his chest. “Just figured they would tell you since… You know, you worked for them and shit.”
“You know me?”
“Of course.” Stan laughed when he said it. “The coven literally glazes your picture, saying shit like… you’re some representation of endurance and shit.”
“Hybrid?” Edward interrupted. “You said something about a vampire.”
“Ohh, yes.” Stan offered Edward an awkward smile. “So, everyone is on the hunt for this new species they call a half-vampire. Apparently, vampires can give birth now. So, they sent everyone off to get him. They even said we should ‘spread the word’.”
“Wait, give birth?”
“Na, that shit’s probably just a rumour. Don’t believe it… ohh, I actually got his picture, just—”
Stan’s sentence didn’t even get a chance to linger.
Because suddenly, a large wolf appeared from nowhere, grabbed Stan’s head by the teeth, then darted with him to the nearby trees, slamming his body to the ground and using its paws to split his head from his body.
And a creaking sound loud enough to mimic thunder erupted when the split occurred.
Then the large wolf, still frenzied by its actions, swallowed the head whole with little effort.
Jasper’s figure appeared a second later, his smile turning dark when he noticed everyone’s cold gazes.
The wolf turned to both Edward and Carlisle, growling angrily, and then, as if it had completed a mission, it vanished.
Its howls followed after its retreat.
“Jasper…” Carlisle whispered, eyes turned to the headless figure of Stan. “What have you done?”
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