Later that evening, Veronica did exactly as she was told and went to the creek to meet Peter. She was pacing back and forth, anxious because she wasn't sure if Edward had already killed Peter. She heard a rustling in the trees behind her and defensively turned around as she bared her fangs towards whoever her attack may be. Peter came out of the forest, along with a group of men and some women behind him. "I thought you'd be alone." she said, seeing the group before her.
"I called the rest of my clan members who seek revenge on Edward." Peter said. "He needs to be stopped." Veronica knew that Edward needed to be killed, but she shook her head. "He won't stop killing Peter. You have to kill him before he kills you." she said. "I know you've known him longer than I have, but I've lived with him and I've fought along-side him multiple times. I've seen what he and his men are capable of. You can't do this alone."
"I'm not going to let you fight with me Veronica." Peter didn't want anything to happen to her and she was in the middle of all this because of him. Veronica walked up to him, placing a hand on the side of his cheek as she caressed it. "I love you Peter, and I'm going to fight with you until the end." she said. Peter shook his head as Veronica let her hand fall. It was typical of men to not let a fragile girl like her fight. "I'm not letting you and that's final." Peter told her.
"You sound just like Edward. You don't know my story. I've given up my entire family, my parents died by vampires and my brother-" She stopped in mid-sentence as an image of her younger brother popped up in her mind. She couldn't bear to even think about her brother. Peter reached out and pulled her in for a hug. "Wherever he may be, he's safe." Veronica looked up at him with tears in her eyes as soon as the words left his mouth. "You think he is?" she asked.
"From what I believe, your brother could be a fighter like you and managed to stay alive to find his sister. You're the reason he could be alive in this present time." he answered. Veronica hoped that Peter was right and that one day she would meet face to face with her younger brother, Jeremy. "What's the plan of attack?" A male vampire asked Peter.
. . .
Back at the castle, Edward was already plotting his next move. He went up to Veronica's room, knocking on the door. There was no answer and he immediately barged into see that the room was empty. The bed looked like it hadn't been slept in. "Russell! Finn!" Edward entered the library where his two followers were. "Yes sir?" They both stood up from their seats.
"Find Veronica and bring her to me." Russell and Finn nodded, then left the room. Edward picked up one of the books on the table and threw it through the window. If his dear Veronica betrayed him for a man like Peter, he would kill him. The doors to the library opened as Russell and Finn entered holding Veronica by her arms. Veronica tried to wiggle out of their grasp, but they were too strong for her to fight off.
Edward told Russell and Finn to leave the two of them alone. The men nodded and left the library, closing the doors behind them. "How dare you disobey me? I told you specifically not to see that man." Edward said, then slapped her in the face as she fell to the ground. "Edward, I'm sorry." Veronica looked up at him with tears in her eyes. She had seen what Edward had done to the men who disobeyed him, decapitating their heads even before they had a chance to beg of their mercy.
"Please, I'll stay locked up in my room. You don't even have to feed me any blood." Edward turned his head away from her for a moment. At first this war was territorial, but it suddenly became about love. "You don't deserve that kind of punishment Veronica." Edward said. "You seem to care more about him than I, so go."
"Leave now, or I'll kill you while he watches." Edward interrupted. Veronica hardly moved a muscle, but hesitated as she stood up and left the library. She didn't know where to go. She didn't want to run to Peter because she knew that he would go after Edward, and so, she ran. She ran until her feet couldn't carry her anymore and she became tired, hungry even.
She was glad to have found some nice people to take her in and let her stay until she was well fed. She didn't dare to feed on the poor peasant and his family. "Thank you, you're very kind." Veronica smiled, sitting down at the table with the man and his family. John was his name. He had a wife named Sarah and two children: Claire and William. Claire was the eldest child of course.
"I assure you that I won't stay long." she added.
"Please, stay as long as you'd like." Sarah smiled. "We hardly have any guest over." Veronica was just glad to have met them. She slept with the children. A few times she awoke in the middle of the night in cold sweat, having nightmares about her own family. One night, William had awoken to find Veronica just sitting outside of their small home. William was eight years old. He went outside and approached Veronica, sitting down beside her. “You shouldn’t be awake William.” she said to him.
“I couldn’t sleep.” he said. Veronica smiled and motioned for him to rest his head in her lap. William laid down as she stroked his light blond hair. He had a similar resemblance to her own brother, Jeremy. “Why are you out here?” he asked, looking up at her with his green eyes. Veronica looked down at him, gently brushing the hair out of his face. “I couldn’t sleep either.” she said, then looked up at the moon and the stars. She remembered being out on a night like this with her brother and parents sleeping in the house. She would dream of leaving England and moving to America. She would dream about going and she would take her family with her. Of course, that dream ended a few nights later when Edward had come along with his men and massacred the entire town.
“You should head to bed now William.” Veronica said. William sat up and they walked together back into the area they slept in. “Aren’t you going to bed?” he whispered. Veronica shook her head and smiled, “I should be going now. Watch over your sister for me and tell your parents thank you for letting me stay here. I’ll remember you always.” With that being said, Veronica quickly left the cottage without a sound and was off on the run again.
. . .
Nor Peter and Edward heard from Veronica since the night that she left. Peter was getting worried about her and decided to give Edward a visit at the castle. “You have some guts coming here without any back up.” Edward said as he and Peter entered the library. Peter didn’t come to fight Edward. “Where’s Veronica? I know you have done something with her.” Peter said.
“Accusing me? I haven’t done anything wrong. She left willingly.” Edward smirked. “Besides, I thought she’d be with you. After all, it’s you she cares about and not me.”
“She hasn’t come to see me at all.”
“Well, that’s a shame. For all we know, she could be dead. I mean, I hardly even showed her what it’s like to actually survive in the real world. She hardly left the castle walls.”
“That’s because you decided to lock her up. You can’t contain a woman like her.”
“I can’t? Then why do I have the power to? I am the king of this castle aren’t I?” Edward walked around the room, glancing at all the books on the shelves. “We both know that she’s weak.”
“You don’t know her.” Peter argued. Edward stopped, then turned to face Peter as he raised and eyebrow. “Do you know her?” he asked. Peter couldn’t answer Edward’s question. He had met Veronica, but hardly took the time to know her. “I thought so. There isn’t much to say about the lovely Veronica. She’s a beautiful girl who lost her family to a terrible fire and so I took her in, then changed her into a vampire.” Edward said. Peter knew that there was more to the story. He had to confront Veronica about the full story. He left the castle and went out to search for Veronica.
Peter had traveled outside the city of London and into the country side. He figured that Veronica would avoid the watching eyes of the public. He had been searching long and hard for her until he came upon a peasant home. He walked up to the house, knocking on the door and a man answered. “Can I help you sir?” the man asked.
“Yes, I’m looking for a girl named Veronica.” Peter said.
“She left.” A little boy appeared behind the man.
“Did she say where she was going?” Peter asked the boy. The boy shook his head. Peter thanked the boy and his father before leaving. Her scent was all over the area, but Peter couldn’t pinpoint the exact location. He had traveled for hundreds of miles and entered another town. He was about to give up when he had caught on to a familiar scent, leading him to one of the homes. He knocked on the door and the door opened to reveal an old woman. “Hello, I’m-”
“Peter?” Veronica called out from the back room to see Peter standing in the doorway. “Let him in.” she told the woman. The woman invited Peter into her home and closed the door. Veronica walked up to Peter and gave him a hug. “I can’t believe it’s actually you.” she said, tears streaming down her cheeks. Peter hugged her tightly and kissed the top of her head. “I’m just glad you’re safe.” he said as they pulled away. They went into the room where Veronica was sleeping and closed the door. “Did anyone follow you?” Veronica asked him.
“No. I came alone.” he told her. They sat down on the bed. “Why did you try and find me? I didn’t want to be found Peter.” Veronica said.
“He wants me dead. I know that if I’ll go back, he’ll kill me the minute I step foot on the grounds of the castle. He will have his men searching for me day and night. They’ll never stop until they find me.” she interrupted. “I can’t go back home.”
“Then stay with me.”
Veronica shook her head and said, “They’ll search there first. At least here, I’m safe. The woman has been so kind to me and I’m afraid to leave her.”
“I talked to Edward before I went to find you.”
“I’m surprised he didn’t kill you.”
“Tell me about your story. Edward says you’re fragile and thinks he can control you.” Veronica looked at Peter, then stood up as she slightly shook her head. Of course. That’s all Edward’s thought of her. To Edward, she was small and weak. She was stronger than he may have thought. Edward trained her to fight with him, but she was never let out of the castle to do so. She was always stuck doing chores. “Well, he’s wrong. I was sixteen when Edward and his men massacred my entire village, my home. I lived with my parents and my younger brother who was only five years old. My parents left my brother and I to go find some people to help us ward off these vampires. They never returned. I was left to look after my brother and I knew that we were the last house to be attacked. My parents raised me to always look out for my brother since the day he was born. Ever since then, I’ve always put my brother first. I always thought about him before thinking about me.
“Edward and his men came to my house, pulling the door off its hinges. I wasn’t scared of them. To get to my brother, they would have to go through me. Edward had seen potential in me to do greater things. I had told him to let my brother go. I sacrificed my own life to save my brother’s. That night was the last night I saw him. Edward didn’t change me just yet and waited until I was eighteen. For two years, Edward used me as a source for his thirst. He drank from me whenever he was thirsty and I would almost pass out, but he’d give me his blood to sustain me. When I turned eighteen, he changed me and trained me to be like one of his men. Yes I became strong, but to him, I was still a woman. He told me that the only way he would let me live was to be his girlfriend. He threatened to kill me if I said no and so, I accepted. My decision would only go so far until I met you.
“Edward doesn’t like competition, especially from other vampires. He’d kill anyone who’d try to get their hands on me. Truthfully, I never loved Edward. I only pretended that I did so that I’d still live and one day find my brother. I know my brother is out there Peter and I want to find him, but I’m afraid of hearing that it’ll be too late.” She looked down at her hands, trying to hide her tears. Peter reached out, tilting her head up to look at him as he caressed her cheek. He didn’t want her to hide her tears. “I’ll help you find your brother, even if it means dying in the process. I’d sacrifice my own life to save yours Veronica and don’t say that I don’t have to, but I want to. I want to because I’m in love with you.” he said, then gave her a kiss on the lips.