R I P P E R •• TWILIGHT [2]

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A dark shadow loomed over the grave, hearing the struggle of the human trying to escape. "Hold on, my dear sister." Louis Carter Adams dark shadowy figure watched as Bridie Cullen had crawled out of her own grave and started to cry. "What's the matter?" Louis smirked, bending down to lift up his sisters chin but she only started to cry more. "Just one moment please." He whispered before Villanelle Barker emerged from the tree-line and made her way over. Villanelles fingers wrapped around Bridie's neck and lifted her off the ground.

"Hold still, this'll hurt only for a little while." Villanelle smirked, looking into Bridies bright green eyes. She felt her power surge through her fingertips and into Bridie as the girl screamed in pain. Villanelle let Bridie drop to the ground and she withered in pain and agony, feeling venom course through her veins again, but this time it was different Bridie squeezed her eyes shut as she gripped onto the grass and the dirt. She felt power- different kinds of it: She felt her original powers as well as feeling the vampire's emotions and hearing their thoughts. She could feel the power of the other two as well as electrical currents flowing through her skin. Bridie screamed out but stopped and her eyes opened, staring up at the starry night sky. Her bright green eyes were replaced with silvery black ones- eyes that scared Villanelle and Louis, but they put their fear aside when Bridie stood up.

"Sister?" Louis asked, looking into his younger sisters eyes.

"I want to see them." She whispered, but as soon as she said that she knew the answer. It popped into her hair as soon as it did Louis's. "No." She whined, looking down.

"Not yet-not until I destroy them."

Bridie stood out on the balcony, her eyes were now pitch black due to her not having hunted for a while. Bella was inside slowly drinking blood- a snarky remark that turned out to be a decent suggestion from Jacob that was working. Bella didn't have to throw up and the foetus seemed to be calm. It had been a few days since Bridie came back home and she had never felt so on edge in the time she had known the Cullens. Every moment, people were worrying about Bella and the child that would soon kill her, not to mention that Jacob was pretty much murdering Bridie in his mind. A knock on the door bought Bridie out of her thoughts. She didn't have to turn around to know who it was.