herumtreiber

Title: Breaking free
Author: herumtreiber
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Jacob, the Volturi, Jacob/Edward
Word count: 403
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does. Nor do I make any money from this writing.

I woke up in a dark room. I’d been patrolling with Embry when suddenly a shape loomed out of the trees. I recalled Embry roaring and then… nothing.

The place was too hot, far more so than Forks. It smelled sickeningly sweet, like the place was full of leeches. The furniture looked strange.

I approached the flimsy table and grabbed the sheet of paper that was there. As I read the elegant letters, I couldn’t believe my eyes:

How did they get it? Was I really in Italy?

Hearing the door opening, I put the wedding invitation back on the table.

A small vampire girl glided into the room, followed by a guy who looked like a Marilyn Manson groupie. I would have laughed, except for the color of their eyes, red as a stop light.

The wolf in me felt its shackles rising when the blonde girl laughed; she was as pixie-looking as Alice, but deadly. The girl waved her pale hand in my direction and turned to the gothic-looking guy. “Here is the dog, Aro. He will help you to stop Edward and Bella’s wedding.”

I shook my head. Didn’t these Italian guys keep up with the latest news? I didn’t have time to think about anything else because Aro approached me in that creepy vampire way.

The man reached his hand towards my arm. “May I, wolf?”

And then he snickered, like a boy who gets to kill a zombie in a video game. Were all the vampires here so crazy?

Aro touched my forearm, frowning as if he was reading something. He staggered backwards, shouting, “You are la sua anima gemella!”

The blonde pixie lost her composure. “He’s Edward’s soulmate? I can hardly believe it, Aro. But then the wedding...? We’ll have to dispose of this dog!”

Before they could do something, I shifted. My t-shirt and cutoff jeans were ripped to shreds as I ran out of the room, breaking free. My nose smelled fresh air coming from the right so I turned that way, trotting fast. As I made my way out of the vampires’ lair, I couldn’t help but worry if I would make it on time.

Alice had predicted there would be heavy cloud cover over New York on Monday, the day Edward and I would fly to the Big Apple so we could get married.