Starburst | By : mizukithefanpire Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > Het > Het Views: 1396 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Well, big thanks to my one reviewer, Sebastien. And to Demon Goddess 061 for pointing out the error of my ways.
Apparently, I've been doing this wrong so here's the official version.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, and I do not make any money from these writings. Twilight and all its characters belong to Stephanie Meyer.
I hope that placates the admins.
Now, I didn't mean to be so literal in my last chapter when I said I needed only one review to keep going. I need reviews. As in plural. Which means more than one. No offence to Demon Goddess but that doesn't really count as a review. Ok, so if you want more chapters you're gonna have to start clicking that review button.
On with the story...
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*_* (Tsubaki)
As I flew through the air I contemplated what I had learned tonight. Mainly, I was annoyed that I hadn't found the information I was looking for. But at least I got to shoot Carlisle. That was a bonus.
I landed softly in the back yard of my new home, my wings disappearing as soon as my feet touched the soft earth. I strolled calmly into the single story building and walked straight to my bedroom. I remodeled the room earlier to give it a more homey feeling; adding a large closet and combining the master bedroom and main bath.
I deftly stripped off my soiled clothing and removed my boots. Naked, I walked into the large bathroom and turned on the taps for the sunken bathtub. The bathroom itself had black and white tiles on the floor and the tub was a large, square ceramic creation of my own design. It was roughly seven feet long and three feet wide. Not that I needed that much room but it was so comfortable. As the tub filled, I stood in front of the mirror and examined my appearance.
My face hadn't changed in the two centauries since I last saw Carlisle, as his hadn't either. My light olive skin was clear and my eyes shone the same ice blue colour. The way that he looked at me...He regretted what happened. I watched him for a few weeks prior, to fully understand his infatuation with this quaint American town when I stumbled across the information that he was married.
Married to a Mrs. Esme Cullen. Born, supposedly, February 14th, 1978; making her 29 years old. Ha, I thought to myself as I turned off the taps and slide into the warm, inviting water,the woman could barely pass for 24 let alone five years older. But Carlisle always looked older than his frozen appearance which is why they probably chose older.
After some more digging, I discovered the names of the whole Cullen 'family'. The short girl with spiky hair that I met tonight was Alice Cullen, formerly Mary Alice Brandon. She was committed to an asylum in Mississippi at the age of five for receiving "prophetic visions of a witchcraft nature". The poor girl was locked away in a dark cell for nearly 15 years before she escaped. Her records were one of the easiest to locate due to the fact that her human life occurred less than a centaury ago. According to recent "documentation", Mrs. Alice Cullen is married to a one Jasper Hale. I could find very little on this one besides a photograph, several birth and death records along with their marriage license. He had very sunny blond hair with an angry demeanor. He scared me more than any of the other Cullens I read about.
I had the same luck with Edward Cullen, formerly Edward Anthony Masen, as I did with Alice. Born to Elisabeth and Edward Sr. Mason in 1901 in Chicago, Illinois. Hospital records show that he was admitted at age 17 along with his mother when they contracted the Spanish influenza in May of 1918. Surprisingly enough, attending him and his mother was none other than Dr. Carlisle Cullen. From what I could tell, Edward Jr. was the first human to be transformed by Dr. Cullen but far from the last.
The next, after his unblushing bride, would be a young Miss Rosalie Lillian Hale. Born September 29th, 1915 in Rochester New York to John and Lillian Hale along with two younger sons, Bartholomew and Nathanial. Courted by the noteworthy Royce King Jr. at the tender age of 16 and married at 18. Then, on a dark night of December 21st, 1933, Mrs. Rosalie Hale-King mysteriously vanished after what was described as an "altercation" in the police report. While her late husband put up a long and thorough search for his beloved bride, several witnesses claim that he and several friends had beat her prior to her disappearance. During this time, a young Doctor began practicing out of the new hospital, funded by the Kings, after moving to the city with his young wife and his brother-in-law. Strangely enough, three days after the disappearance of the beautiful Rosalie Hale-King, this mysterious doctor resigned his post and moved South to Virginia. The Doctor was, obviously, Carlisle Cullen.
The final member of the Cullen clan, a Mr. Emmett McCarty, born in Gatlinburg, Tennessee on March 8th, 1915. Born to Moira and Charles McCarty, he lived a rather secluded life until one day, after a solo hunting trip he failed to return home. At the age of 20 on January 30th, 1935, Emmett McCarty became the last vampire to join the Cullens, to be transformed by Carlisle. Upon changing his name to Emmett Cullen, he quickly wed the newest member of the family, Miss Rosalie Hale. I found several marriage licenses along with birth and death records. Currently, he and his bride were pretending to be high school sweethearts who married young. How pitiful.
The whole evil family in a nutshell.
I tore my thoughts away from the evil Vampire family and began focusing on my targets, the werewolves that were unlike any other werewolves or youkai I had fought in the past. The moon held no sway over them, they could transform at will, unlike werewolves. Yet, they were born to humans who bore no unnatural traits like their offspring, unlike the youkai. Such strange creatures.
Theirs was a hierarchical structure with an alpha, known as Sam Uley. Sam was a large black wolf who very rarely exerted any authority other than keeping the pack in line. In his human form he was tall and muscular with long black hair that he kept tied back. His physical appearance was roughly 25 but he was only 22 in actual years. Born to Joshua and Mary Uley on March 24th, 1986 in Forks General Hospital and from what I could tell, had never left the Forks-La Push area in his whole life. He was engaged to marry a Miss Emily Young which was announced December 3rd of last year, one year prior to Miss Young's "accident" with a bear. Interesting, how she was mauled by a grizzly after bear season had ended for the year. Very interesting indeed.
The entire pack consisted of eight other wolves; seven male and one female by my count. Very strange that a pack of male "protectors" included a female wolf. It didn't fit with the Quilette legends that it was the men who had the ability to transform. However, Leah Clearwater's brother, Seth, also has the ability to shift and she was the first direct female descendant of the original werewolf which may explain that oversight.
A loud rap on the door stirred me from my musings and caused me to jerk my head towards the sound. Unusual, I thought to myself as I climbed out of the tub, I do not know anyone in this town as of yet so what visitors could I have? Using my miko powers, I double checked that the unexpected visitor was not a member of the Quilette pack but just an ordinary human. Though I was technically outside the La Push boundary and therefore in vampire territory, I was still extremely cautious.
After wrapping myself up in a white cotton velour bathrobe with three quarter length sleeves which fell to mid-thigh I moved towards the door. The large polished oak swung open silently as I peered out at the visitor. The first thing I noticed was the official Forks Police District jacket as the man was facing away from me, looking at my shiny new Lexus LS 600h. The thing had cost me more than the house I was currently living in but it was a luxury I could very easily afford. I enjoyed a well-built car with top-of-the-line sound equipment and a maximum speed of over 250 mph. The officer was still ogling my car as I cleared my throat and caught his attention.
"Excuse me, officer, is there something I can help you with?" I asked politely.
The officer spun around quickly to revel a middle-aged man with a plain face and a moustache. On his left jacket pocket was a yellow five-pointed star which marked him the Sheriff of the Police force. He grinned at me sheepishly as he spoke and introduced himself.
"Hello there Miss. My name is Charlie Swan, I'm the Chief of Police in Forks."
"How do you do, Sheriff?" I said politely. I began to shiver a little from the cool night air and being soaking wet.
"I'm well, thank you ma'am." He took in my quivering appearance. "Did I catch you at a bad time?"
I shook my head, my damp hair moving back and forth. "Not at all, Sheriff. Is there something specific I can do for you?"
"Well, Miss...?"
"Murakami. Tsubaki Murakami. My English name is Suzie, however, if that makes you more comfortable."
"Suzie, then. I just wanted to introduce myself since you're new to the area. I also wanted to inform you of the animal problem we've been experiencing up in these parts for the past few months."
"Animal problems?" I asked, pretending to be interested.
"Yeah, well, it seems we've been having some difficultly with rogue wolves in this area. Big, mangy creatures. Scared the livin' daylights out a few of your neighbors. I just wanted to let you know, if you see anything strange...Anything out of sorts, you just give us a call down at the Station and we'll be right out."
I smiled brightly. "Well, thank you for informing me, Sheriff Swan, I will be on the lookout for anything like that. And I appreciate you coming all the way down here to introduce yourself, it was a very welcoming courtesy. I do have one question, however."
"Yes, ma'am?"
My smile got a bit wider. "Do you have any laws here prohibiting the hunting of large game such as bears...or perhaps with your problem, wolves? I'm a bit of an avid hunter, large game mostly."
"Uh, no. As long as you have the proper permits and only hunt what's in season...There shouldn't be any problem."
"Excellent. Thank you again, Sheriff."
"You're welcome Miss. Mur...Mir...Suzie. By the way, I just wanted to mention, that's a mighty fine vehicle you got there."
"Yes, it was a bit of a treat for myself after moving here. Cost me a very pretty penny but very much worth it."
"Well, you have a good night now." He nodded slightly as he turned around. He walked over to his cruiser parked on the street and to the left of my drive while talking into a radio clipped onto his right shoulder.
"And you as well."
I shut the door and leaned against it, chuckling to myself as I locked it behind me.
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I decided that the characters needed a back-story and I'll probably elaborate in further chapters. Also, I know that it might get confusing Tsubaki-Suzie and Sue Clearwater but I'll be sure to keep them straight. That's it for now. Start typing up those reviews!
MV
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