Demonic: Wow, my first story!
Alucard: Was it really necessary to keep me here?
Demonic: Yes!*hugs* Now do the disclaimer!
Alucard: Demonic has never, and will never own me or Twilight, only the books and box set .
Alucard inhaled deeply, his face curling in disgust. Shifters he thought, removing his orange tinted
glasses, his red eyes flashing.
"Come out, come out wherever you are!" He growled, slouching against a tree, This should be fun. He
watched in amusement as seven wolves began to circle him.
We had been trailing a strange scent that seemed to circle the perimeter of Forks and La Push, never
entering the towns.
It was like a vampire's scent, yet not. Instead of being sickly sweet, it was heady
and dark, like the earth after a heavy rainfall.
Sam had us patrolling nonstop, trying to locate the origin of the smell. It was beginning to to wear on
everyone's nerves. Tuning out the pack's senseless banter, I followed the scent more closely, suddenly it
hit me like a freight train, the scent freezing my senses.
A tall man, even taller than Sam, stood in the middle of a clearing. He wore a deep red trench coat and
hat, messy black hair swept lazily aside. He was overly handsome, much like the other leeches, but he
seemed more...rugged, more real.
His nose curled slightly in disgust, and removing his orange glasses, he seemingly looked right at us.
"Come out, come out wherever you are!" He growled, his voice deep and maniacal.
'Scared Jake?' , sneered Leah, circling the man.
'shut it Leah!' growled Sam, his mind focused completely on the hunt.
"Tell me where the Cullen coven resides and I will spare your pitiful lives," the man smirked, watching
Sam pace like a caged dog. Sam suddenly tensed and lunged, taking off the mans arm.
"So be it."
Demonic: Some feedback would be nice *hint hint*.