ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ ʜᴀʀᴀꜱꜱᴍᴇɴᴛ/ᴀʙᴜꜱᴇ, ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴀɢᴇ ᴅʀɪɴᴋɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ɢʀᴏᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴀꜱꜱᴀᴜʟᴛꜱ. ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ.

On our way out of Forks I had seen so many people just stare at us as we walked in a group. We should have taken cars. Seriously, the humans here are just looking at us. So are the elders of the tribe. Stop looking and just ignore us. Leave us alone.

Even the humans who weren't staring into our souls were put off by our presence. Some whispered and pointed to me. A normal reaction considering that I had gone missing over six months ago. Finding out that someone was alive and well with people in black hoods surrounding them must not be a pleasant experience. If I were them I would be calling the police and telling them that I was alive.

No matter how unpleasant seeing everyone look at us like we were some sort of crazy cult was, we moved forward and found our way into our hunting territory relatively quickly. Many would have assumed we were crazy teenagers and young adults just trying to party in peace. Since Helios and Renesmee were shielded by Afton and Jaspers' gifts, people did not try to claim we were kidnapping a child and making them a human sacrifice.

"When do you think humans will show up?" I asked my blonde mate, who had taken to watching for any signs of activity in the trees, human or otherwise. I watched as he pursed his lips, looking down at me.

"Give it thirty minutes and we'll be feasting. People in this area constantly have small parties in the woods. We'll light a fire afterwards and nobody will be able to tell," I nod, looking down at the ground below us.

It had taken about ten minutes for me to be able to catch the scent of a human. Male, drinks too much, sweet. Are you sure you aren't a tracker? We may never know, Maeve.

Caius turned his head to me before motioning down. Three humans had joined him and I could see four following not far behind. Young adults, maybe in their mid-twenties. Both men and women were in the group. The men were not bad looking, but had no traits that would make someone stand out.

The girl that stood by the man I had smelled had yellowish blonde hair with terribly dyed black ends. Her blood didn't smell as appealing as his, but she would do well as a meal. Those smokey grey eyes looked up, but we were too far up in the trees to be more than just shadows. As the girl looked back down, I could hear her heartbeat beat faster and faster, clinging onto the man with good blood.

Four boys trailed behind, but they didn't smell that great to me at all. I heard a snarl come from one of the trees. Looks like someone has a singer. Alec is having a great day.

"Get a hold of yourself," Jane hissed, making sure that her twin didn't ruin things too much. Even older vampires were known to get volatile around their blood singers. My son was over 1000 years old and he had trouble around them. "You'll get them once the rest come along."

Alec held his breath, forcing himself to control his bloodlust and hunger. His eyes were pitch black as the sun set around us, leaving the humans to near midnight.

"How many?" Aro asked from another tree.

"Fifteen dead in a forest fire," Demetri answered. "There are more about 20 miles inward. Group of seven."

"There's thirty of us," Aro mused, "Do we have to share?"

"No," the tracker said, "Even more over the Canadian border. Thirty five humans gathered. Smells like the homeless have a little camp."

"Perfect," Marcus chuckles darkly.

Many of the humans down below must have heard the rustling in the trees above because the girls let out screeches of terror, not knowing that we could hear every single noise they were making. We could hear their hearts thumping in their chests and their blood pumping through their veins.

It made venom pool in my mouth.

"What are you screaming about, Trixie?" The man with the nice blood asked his girlfriend, "Nothing is gonna get us here. The worst thing we could see today is a cop."

"Or a wolf," she trembled at the thought, "Or worse, a werewolf."

She's lucky the shifters only eat animals. No Children of the Moon around here either. Caius would throw a fit. "What if something worse comes? I bet vampires would love to lurk around here, waiting for stupid kids to come into the woods. Why did we have to go out tonight? The rest of the group won't know it if we leave."
"Don't be a chicken, Trix," he creepily rubbed at her thigh, "Tonight's gonna be great for all of us. Imagine it, a night away from school and away from those stupid parents of yours."

At that moment I realized that the man was much older than this young girl, who must have only been around 17. How old is she, Maeve? I'd say 16. What the hell is he doing with her? He lusts for her.

"You only say that because they don't like me seeing you," she argues.

"Seeing a guy who can show you a good time?" I shudder at how close he was getting to her. His girlfriend shrinked away as he whispered in her ear, "This time will be different. I can have you all to myself. Come on, Trix, you know you want me."

"I'm waiting-" he cuts her off.

"Well make an exception for me. We don't have to go the full way, darling, just give me some sugar and I'll give you some experience," All of us shook with anger in the trees as he kissed her jawline.

Looking at Aro, he growled and gave us the command to move in, not willing to see any more of his attacks on this girl. It was too bad that she would have to die, but maybe that would be better than to live with the memories of him, of what he must have done to her. This doesn't look like it's the first time he's done something like this.

Elegantly jumping down from the trees, I make eye contact with the young man as he stumbles back in fear. Whimpering at the sight of me in front of him, he grabs a gun from his side, one that I had not noticed before.

"Get away from us," his voice was barely even a whisper, "Or I'll kill you."

I made one step forward, making him let out an animalistic cry before he triggered the gun, firing a single bullet to my face. The roar of the gun rang out through the forest and I growled as I felt it bounce off of me, hitting one of the trees behind us. Taking another step I grab his arm and break it with my strength, forcing him to drop the gun.

"What are you?" he cried out, "Go away!"

Seeing tears roll down his face, I chuckle and move his body to face me as he tried to run. Alec moved up behind me and grabbed his blood singer by the arm, still holding himself back from eating her just yet. Everyone around us was waiting, taunting their prey. This was a hunt, and we would like to chase for a little bit longer.

"Your eyes," the grey-eyed girl started to cry as she realized that my eyes were carmine red, "Monster! Get away from us you monster!"

Alec shushed her by putting a hand over her mouth. He never liked them to scream. It would draw too much unwanted attention if they cried out for help.

"That's my girlfriend! Get your hands off of her you psycho!" the man yelled at Alec, who rolled his eyes and bit into her neck, feeding on her druglike blood. Her boyfriend screamed as Alec drained her, that frail body slowly dying. "You're killing her!"

Jane smiled sadistically as she brought over her chosen prey for the day, a pale man with round glasses. Giving her brother a pat on the back, she bit into his neck as well, pumping her venom through his bloodstream.

"You're killing them, you monsters!" he screams again, trying to wrangle his way out of my hold. As the two bodies dropped to the floor, I heard more screams of terror erupt around me as my mates and my family got their share of blood, some of them sharing their meals. Knowing that I could get more later, I gave him a sadistic smile of my own.

"What are you?" he groaned as I grabbed at his hair.

"Your worst nightmare," I giggle before sinking my venom-coated teeth into his neck, making him let out the most satisfying scream I had ever heard in my life. No actor could pull off what he had. His cries of pain were what made me want more, made me want to drain him of everything that he had.

This was what it was like to hunt, to become the predator when you had always been the prey. I had once been like that girl, innocent and weak, but now I was the queen of the Volturi, a vampire with a gift like no other. It was wrong to love to eat, but I wanted so much more than what he gave me. His blood couldn't satisfy me the way that most had. It was the pure revenge that I could get for what he had done to that young girl. Even if she was dead, her abuser would be as well, sharing and sealing their fates in an odd sense of poetic justice.

Dropping down on the floor, I see the remains of his blood pool, wasted by my venom. He was dead, his heart had stopped beating over thirty seconds ago, but my venom had taken a while to pollute his blood. He was useless, just a dead body on the floor. I couldn't even see him as a human that I killed. Frankly I didn't care.

It didn't take long for everyone to finish up their meals, including my son, who had shared with his fathers. Helios had blood running down his chin, leftovers from his bloody meal. Walking over to him, I kiss his head and wipe up the blood with a handkerchief.

"Thank you, mamma," Heelie said, wrapping his arms around my waist. "I'm still hungry."

"I know baby, we'll get you some more food," Demetri nods and points to the border. "Make sure that the rest of us know where we're going."

"They know that we'll be back by dawn. We have quite a while," Aro reminds me. I nod and hold my son in my arms, looking north. "I'll burn everything."

"Keep up," Caius snarks, kissing my cheek before moving to the front with Demetri and Felix, who were leading the hunt.

Quick on my feet, I move through the trees with ease, making sure that I stayed near everyone while also not making too much noise. We wouldn't want to alert wildlife or humans. The animals of the wild were not for hunting.

By the time we had made it to the border the sky had already lightened up a bit, no longer midnight black. The stars were much harder to see in the night sky as we found our way to where the supposed party was being held.

This time there were more people, all homeless and looking cold from the snow. Canada in the winter was not the time or place to not have shelter, not that they could control their situation. With many older folk, I could tell that no younger people were in this group. All pale and with little to cover them, these people would likely die tonight from the cold. If hypothermia had not set in yet, it would in a few hours.

With a smile on my face and my son in my arms, I and the rest of my family go in for the kill.