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Tuesday, January 27, 2009

An idea rolling around in my head...

So I kind of started this Emmett story. If I decide to finish it, it will only be a short story anyway. Tell me what you think. It's oh so slightly a sex story, but not quite up to my No Promises/ No Questions scale.

Edward and Emmett Cullen had been out on a long afternoon of hunting when suddenly Edward stopped cold, taking hold of Emmett. Confused, Emmett stopped and looked at him curiously, then closed his eyes and raised his nose in the air. “Human?” he said to Edward, not really asking.

Pausing, Edward seemed to be focusing his thoughts in one specific direction. Squinting through the trees, he said, “Not… completely. The heartbeat… it’s all wrong. Ragged breath. I can’t hear …”

Almost as if he were being pulled by a magnet, Emmett suddenly started off towards the human scent. “Wait, stop!” Edward called after him, worried that he was going to do something stupid. He used his speed to catch up to his brother. “Don’t do it.” He had heard Emmett’s thoughts: I need her. “You don’t even know it’s a female.”

Once they burst out of the trees, they found themselves in a small clearing and witnessed a dark haired female at the base of a tree. Edward watched Emmett very carefully as he approached the female. Her breathing was labored, and her heartbeat was going entirely too slow for her to even be alive. Her skin appeared pale, sunken, and slightly gray. Emmett crept closer and closer still, his eyes wild and feral. “Emmett,” Edward used as warning tone.

The woman lifted her head gingerly, her eyes meeting Emmett’s. She shifted herself up onto her elbow, her torn shirt slipping partway off her shoulder. Before Edward could even hear his thoughts and react, Emmett had sunk his teeth into the woman’s partially bare breast.

“NO! “ Edward shouted, racing to pull Emmett off the girl, but suddenly stopped. To his surprise, she moaned, but not in pain, and instead of writhing in agony, she cradled Emmett’s head in her arms. He stared in fascination as color appeared in his skin, as her face grew fuller. Slowly, Emmett began kissing the woman, his lips scarcely making contact as he moved up in a steady path to her lips, his arms going around her body.