None of these characters and plots are owned by me, just Stephenie M. Meyer.


The tigress, five feet away, snarled.

I took one step back, while she pounced.

My skull dropped back on the concrete and cracked.

She leaned in and bit my neck.

The pain was pulsing. Faster it went, each second ticking by slowly.

The woman picked my limp body up off the wet ground, I screamed.

With one movement, she broke my jaw. The pain.

I was moved to an alley. The sun, it set twice while the fire went through me.

Faster, faster, slower…

Slower?, I thought.

I pounced this time, on to my feet with great speed.

Inhuman.


A/N This is my first ACTUAL (I posted poems) fanfic, so with all honesty, be harsh.