Dawn of a New Era - the past
Previously on Ch.2:
"The Cullens. They're Dr. and Mrs. Cullen's foster kids - they moved down here from Alaska like. . . a few years ago," she explained and I was immediately appalled.
Cullens? Alaska? There's no way. . . that's them? The family of Вампиры the Denali Clan told me about? What a coincidence that I would pick the same town the other 'vegetarian family' was living in too. This is unbelievable.
While Jessica began telling me about the Cullens, my mind drifted back. . . back to when I first met Tanya, Kate, Irina, Eleazor, and Carmen. The Denali Clan.
Now, Ch.3:
It was a год ago. . . and I had been traveling alone for a few decades, never staying in one place for too long. . .
I knew I was somewhere in Alaska. . . but I never really pay attention to what place I'm in, I just wander. . . like I'm nothing еще than a ghost.
For the past few decades it had been relatively quiet. . . no gars,(hybrids that are part dragon, part gargoyle) gargoyles, rogue shape-shifters, werewolves, или Вампиры that normally come after me. . .
It was as if peace had finally come to the human world - who knows? Maybe all Сверхъестественное beings were extinct, and I was just left behind to wander earth once more.
But right when I thought that, I heard very familiar high-pitch inhuman screams come from all around me.
Gargoyles.
My slick hands instantly flew down to my long boots covered and concealed by my long, white, hooded cloak. I pulled my two silver daggers out swiftly and held them tightly. My weapons were almost as old as me, a master blacksmith made them for me out of actual dragon fang and skin long назад - Драконы had the most toughest, unbreakable fang, and their skin was even еще impenetrable than vampire's skin. And since they were made especially for me, they respond to my power. So if I were to throw one away from me, I could easily call it back with my mind and it would come flying back to me, and in the hand that had thrown it.
The gargoyles flew at me from all directions before I could even sense how many their were.
I had mistakinly let my guard down while wandering aimlessly around.
Two of them flew swiftly down, their dirty, bloodied, black claws piercing through my skin and ripping the flesh of my upper body and right waist open. My scentless blood spewed out all across my white плащ and snow on the ground - dyeing them both blood red. And then there was the searing pain of the gargoyle's claws - poison. The poison would have no effect on me like it would a human, but it burned through me like the fires of Hades.
Though I am not human, I can still feel the pain of my wounds. And since these are severe wounds that would have killed a mortal instantly, I felt the pain rocketing through me - but I had to fight through it if I was going to have any hope in defeating the monsters around me.
Gargoyles can be killed by either burning their entire body, cutting off the head, или stabbing their heart. And those are the only methods.
Their were three gargoyles in all, the two that pierced me were still flying in the air above me, and then there was one ten feet away from me, hiding in the shadows of night.
Gargoyles were the most monstrous-looking beings I had ever come across. They were all solid black, as large as a werewolf, had frightening and deathly red tinted wings that looked like a bat's, huge legs with hooked and clawed feet, but no arms или hands. Their heads were huge and round like a human's, they had large, pointed ears that made it seem like they had horns. Then they had large and rounded yellow-orange eyes and long, deadly, sharp-edged teeth - normally coated in blood.
And what do these monsters prey on? Flesh and blood. Raw at that. They use to be rampant on killing human's, until I hunted their kind down by the thousands over the past millenniums. Their weren't that many left, and their kind absolutely detests me.
I threw my dagger into the shadows where the third gargoyle lay in wait. I had thrown the dagger so fast that the gargoyle had no time to react. The dagger pierced its сердце and I saw the gargoyle instantly explode into dust. I called my dagger back and it arrived swiftly back into my right hand.
One of the gargoyles in the air swooped down at inhuman speed to try and take me down, but my speed was faster. I raced to it just as it raced to me, I raised my left dagger up high at the precise point of impact and it niftly cut through the gargoyle's neck and dismembered its head from its body - exploding in a облако of dust as I raced to the other one and did the same.
With the threat now gone, I could freely feel the searing pain going through my body - it would take about 48 hours for the poison to burn completely away from within my body.
Until then, with gaping wounds freshly open and still spilling my useless blood, I was an easy target out here.
Walking over the bloodied snow, I made my way slowly through the deepening forest - I needed to find a place to rest and heal my wounds.
But then I smelled five vampires; and they were coming this way. No! Five vampires? I quickly took out my blood-stained weapons again and got in my fighting stance.
I would have to fight five vampires.
A small, female vampire with black hair and olive-toned skin came running up but stopped short a few feet and gasped when she saw me, bloodied and torn as I was.
Another vampire - this time a male - with the same features as the female came running up, and stood protectively in front of the female, I assumed that they were mates.
Then the other three came up, all females. One had strawberry-blond curly hair, the Далее had pale blond hair, straight as кукуруза silk, and the last one had even paler blond hair that made it look almost silver and it hung down to her chin, straight as a ruler. The three had devastatingly pale skin,- as pale as mine - and all of them had strange, golden brown eyes that were lighter than butterscotch, the likes I had never seen before in my eternal life.
Those strange golden eyes were wide as they took me in - which I probably looked like I'd been in both World War's, and I felt like it too, but I would not Показать any sign of weakness to my enemies.
"What in the world happened to you?" The black-haired female asked in shock, she sounded bizarrely, and truly concerned in her soft, kind voice.
"What are you?" Her mate asked in a deeper voice with a hint of an accent, his face was the most confused of this coven.
"I am immortal, just like you, but not vampire, или human." I answered, but just barely, the poison and blood loss was taking its toll on my system. Already my vision was blurring around the edges. . .
"We will not hurt you, we want to help you," The one with клубника blond curls сказал(-а) tentavely, taking small steps my way. All of their inhumanly beautiful faces were concerned. For me?
"Why?" I asked, shaking my head at the thought of anyone или anything feeling concerned for me.
Then the poison and blood loss really got to me. I dropped one of my daggers to the snow-covered ground and tried to hold my head up with my hand while I groaned at the intense pain and drowsiness the poison was causing.
"Please let us help you!" The black-haired female spoke again, she was anxious about my health. Vampires wanted to help me? Wanted to take care of me? Why?
I nodded my head automatically as I doubled over and fell into blackness.
Whew! The Далее one will most likely be a long one too, hope Ты enjoyed the fighting! ^_^ I couldn't find a picture of her weapons (sorry!). But plz remember to Комментарий and rate, I'd Любовь to hear your thoughts on this!
What Bella's white cloak looks like
