My Past Is Your Demise

First off, I am NOT a Twilight Fan. I am actually a hater. This story isn't meant to mock Twilight. It's meant to show a version where haters and lovers will both love/read!

"You weren't there for me," I cried in agony.

When Edward left Bella, something snapped...

The strength of a human only lasted so much. After being bitten, Bella was reborn and changed. She changed her name to Amira, became an assassin and now has a team. Swearing revenge on the creatures she once loved, the Cullens better watch out.

Because they're just pawns in a much bigger game and when it's over, they'll all be dead...


20. Chapter 19: Stolen

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My Past Is Your Demise: Chapter 19

Chapter 19: Stolen

            “I have kids and a wife! They’ll starve without me!” He pleaded.

            Ignoring the pleas of the man below me, I bent down and fed.

            It was irritating enough that people thought I was going soft. I would not let a human see that side, much less my prey. I could see the look in Red’s eye and if Derek didn’t like her, she would’ve been dead.

            I punched a wall –effectively making a hole– out of anger. I could hear the scurrying of rats and bugs crawling away from my wrath. Congratulations Amira, I thought sarcastically. You just destroyed a sewer rat’s home.

            And did I feel bad?


            The dirty alley outside the bleeder club was definitely unappealing. With an infestation of vermin and bugs, it was a place I liked my victims dead. The smells of blood and rotting garbage mad my skin crawl.

            Dust from the wall was powdered on my alabaster skin. It made my skin look even paler. I shook my hand and wiped it on my pants. I started thinking about Red again. She caused me a lot of problems. It was ever since she entered my life.

            There was also the matter of Red’s change.

            I knew there was something up with her. How did she manage to erase the memory of two vampires and a human? That wasn’t normal. I didn’t like secrets and I was definitely going to figure out what was going on.

            An insufferable buzzing in the back pocket of my jeans interrupted my thoughts.

            I grabbed the sleek rectangular phone and answered it with venom. ”What?”

            The voice on the other end wasn’t who I expected. “We want Red, give her back.” Emmett’s loud, demanding voice rang through the alley.

            The fact he made no mention of Bella was enough to know whatever Red did, worked. I still didn’t know what she did, though.

            I snort escaped my lips. “And what makes you think she wants to come with you?” I replied in boredom. I would never let the Cullens get Red.

            “If you don’t give her back, we’ll just have to get her. We know where you live.”

            “You sound like a freaking stalker,” I replied with as much disgust as I could muster.

            There was some chuckling on the other end. “Well, since you didn’t pick up the phone at the house and someone named Morgana answered, I’d say you aren’t home. Meaning, you can’t stop us.”

            That was when I lost it…

            “You’ve seen the things I can do,” I hissed lowly. “Don’t test me.”

            “Too late, we’ve already gotten the plan down. You’ll never know what hit you. Good luck with whatever your threat is.” I could practically feel the sense of victory dripping from his voice. It was utterly disgusting. I never did have a thing for arrogance, even in someone I once considered my brother.

            I wasn’t angry because I knew that they had a death wish. I was angry that they were underestimating me and my strength. I loathed being underestimated.

            “Call it off,” I warned in a dangerously calm voice. I was surprised at the intensity of my voice and that I wasn’t screaming.

            Then there was chuckling.

            A simple ‘no’ was uttered before the line went dead.

            Should I have been concerned? I wasn’t though.

            The Night Shadowers could all take care of themselves. But then again, I could’ve used this to my own advantage.

            I quickly formulated a plan and dialed another number. Good thing I didn’t destroy my phone... yet. “Red?”

            “Yeah, Amira?” Her voice was nonchalant.

            “I just got an,” I stopped, thinking for a word that would work. “Interesting call. See, Emmett’s under a delusion I kidnapped you again. So basically, they’re going to come to the house and try to get you back. Get the other Night Shadowers to defend you and make sure they sound like kidnappers. You’re going to play a different role though.” I was about to keep going before Red interrupted me.

            “What?” her voice held suspicion.

            “I’ll continue if you can shut up. Now before I was rudely interrupted,” I exaggerated for effect. “You’re going to act like you want to come with them, but make sure the Cullens never get close to you. They think I’ll never get there in time, but they’re going to be in a heck of a shock.”

            “Why?” She prodded again.

            “What’s up with you and your questions? Is that normal ‘you’ behaviour?” My irritation was evident and my patience was running dry.

            “Yep,” she answered in a peppy voice.

            “Just tell me where you are in the house.”

            “My room,” she drawled out slowly. I knew she wanted to ask why again, but decided against it. Smart girl, I thought with a small smile. “Let me guess? You’re going to send a stalker,” she muttered sarcastically.

            I stifled a sarcastic laugh. “Stay tuned.”

            I left her alone to tell the other Night Shadowers and looked for someone else to drink. It was pretty late at night which made feeding much easier. When I was finally done, I remembered that I still had to show Red.

            I imagined Red’s room and suddenly the drab alley disappeared.

            The first thing I heard, or rather felt was a scream. The sound pricked through my ear drums and the annoyance entered my mind again. “What the heck?” The blonde in front of me demanded.

            I detected anger and embarrassment? Her cheeks were slightly flushed, but I assumed that was from surprise. It wasn’t though.

            I took Red’s appearance. She was wearing a bathrobe and her curly hair was wet and tangled. Was that why? Because she just came out of the shower?

            “What did you expect me to do?” I raised my eyebrow in question.

            “Something weird, but not this!” She exploded.

            “Oh, Rylinn’s scared,” I cooed, very out of character-like.

            She glared darkly but didn’t reply. I knew she had a problem with Rylinn which is why I called her that. Totally avoiding the awkward situation, I told her to get ready.

            “The Cullens are going to come at any minute, so get dressed and hurry up,” I snapped.

            I expected the Cullens to come in the middle of the night. It was probably a stupid mistake to call me. Did they not realize that they lost the element of surprise? Well that’s why they were prone to getting killed.

            We tied Red up with knots that looked tight but were actually loose. I didn’t know how Sage did that, but it was pretty cool. She was also thrown into a spare bedroom closet. I didn’t need the Cullens going through my things.

            The Night Shadowers were also instructed not to use their powers.

            Unless it was a life or death situation.

            I decided to trail along the house just as a precaution.

            Suddenly, something entered my nose like a fly entering a web. The unappealing scent of a wolf raised my suspicion. As I was about to turn my back, a small prick of pain landed in my right forearm.

            The uneasy feeling of drowsiness entered. I was a vampire, I couldn’t sleep. Fight it, I thought in desperation. My brain couldn’t though.

            But as a last resort, I lifted a force field-like shield that would hopefully protect me.

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            My brain was fuzzy and my perfect memory was in no use. I didn’t understand a thing.

            Why was I lying on the forest floor? And was I sleeping? That would’ve been impossible. But that didn’t change the fact the scent of wolves were fairly strong.

            That was when everything came back to me. The house, I thought. How could I have been so stupid? I didn’t expect them to be able to drug me! I didn’t know what to expect, did I? The Cullens were much smarter than I gave them credit for.

            I didn’t even bother running. I imagined the front door and suddenly I was teleported there.

            To put it plainly, it looked like World War III. There were pairs of people fighting. But the most surprising part?


            A few Night Shadowers were fighting the wolves outside. I recognized Derek’s mop of brown hair, fighting a dark Red colored wolf. It would’ve been stupid to fight inside because they probably would’ve gotten stuck in the door.

            “Look who woke up,” a voice sneered.

            I turned to the sight of Arianna. How stupid can you get? I thought. Why would you bring a human into this kind of fight? Did she have a death wish? You seem smug about something, I thought suspiciously.

            When she wasn’t looking, I swung a punch in her direction. The reaction surprised me. My fist met an impenetrable wall. It reminded me of-

            My power…

            “That needle didn’t just knock you out. Thanks for the powers,” Arianna sang with glee.

            I saw red. They stole my power? I let out and angry hiss and threw my head backward. Pure energy shot out of me and blinded everyone. It was the light that made people stop fighting.

            “You will never have the power I do,” I replied menacingly. My voice almost seemed calm, but the fire in my eyes refused to leave. Even some of the wolves turned to look at me. It gave the Night Shadowers a free shot, though.

            Arianna actually had the gall to look bored.

            Are you kidding? I just shot pure energy that could kill everyone in the room. And you’re just looking like I’m dirt? I looked at her, disbelieving. Well, what do you expect? She’s a brat, another voice in my head replied.

 She still thought she was superior? Did she know that the power would only last for a few hours? I studied potions and concoctions just in case something like this would happen.

            Good for me.

            I started pushing my shield against hers. The resistance was unmistakable. It was like I was fighting myself. The only difference was that I actually knew how to control my shield.

            I made sure she was pressed against a corner. Since everyone else was fighting, no one would pay attention to her. It was perfect actually.

            She wasn’t sneering anymore...

            Her face actually masked into confusion at the loss of her power. Obviously she didn’t know what I was doing. All she knew was that her shield was getting smaller.

            The shield was squeezing her and eventually it would suffocate her. I didn’t really care if she died, but I knew Edward did. All I remembered was she had to live so I could inflict more pain. She looked like she was going to pass out.

            After another thirty seconds, I let go and she fell to the ground. I looked at her motionless body and it took everything in me to not snap her neck there.

            A small voice in my head reminded me of someone. Red, I thought.

            I quickly tried to run up the stairs. Key word? Tried.

            Emmett’s large body blocked me. He lashed out and tried to hit my face. I quickly ducked and landed a blow in his stomach. The breath was knocked out of him, but he didn’t fall as easy as Edward.

            It went on again. Emmett tried to hit me where he thought my weak spots were. The only problem?

            I didn’t have any weak spots. I smiled at his realization.

            The attacks Emmett was pulling didn’t really make me nervous. I knew I could teleport out of the house if I wanted to.

            His punch held power, but lacked speed. I dodged quickly and landed a small punch in his stomach. It wasn’t that hard and I didn’t have a lot of time for a hit, but he doubled over nonetheless.

            I took his hunched appearance to run past him.

            “Red? Dang it, Rylinn!” My yelling seemed to get the attention of a few vampires.

            Apparently, I wasn’t alone because I looked into two pairs of golden eyes. “Leave Rylinn alone,” Jasper growled in a feral tone.

            “I guess that isn’t up for discussion,” I replied with sarcasm. “I don’t think so.” My eyes narrowed. Jasper and Alice’s stance changed to caution and their hands clenched into fists.

            I could hear Red’s muffled voice through the walls. Sadly, the Cullens could hear her too because their attentions snapped to the guest room instead of me.

            They threw open the wood door and I raced after them.

            “No, we won’t let you hurt her.” Alice’s voice rang through the room.

            It was almost funny how they were so quick to judge me. How did they know I was going to hurt her? Did I even say anything that implied that?

            “And how do you know I’m going to hurt her?” I meant it as a serious question, but there was a smile on my mouth.

            “Don’t play stupid. We know you are. You’re a human drinker.”

            “Aw that’s cute! You actually think you can save her!” My reply was completely mocking.

            I didn’t even bother to wait for their response before hitting Jasper in the face. Since Alice was tinier than me, I wasn’t worried about her hurting me. If anything, she would hurt herself.

            Alice looked murderous as she went to help her slightly injured mate. She looked like she was about to scream, but somehow decided against it.

            I knew Jasper was the most experienced and there was a smaller chance of me defeating him. He was trained by the military after all. All I had was the training of a psychotic vampire.

            The noises of Red’s groaning appeared and Alice moved towards the sound. I followed close behind in anticipation. I was completely ready to knock Alice out too.

            Inside the closet leaned Red. There was something different about her though.

            Was it the unusual paleness of her skin?

            Was it her shallow breathing?

            No, it was the hideous bite marks on her neck and wrists.



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