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Anthony sat in his small one story house, staring out into the rain, his eyes were dark, almost black. He pulled on a jacket and walked into his garage. He clicked a button on his remote and the door rose. He got into his black Corvette and drove out of Forks, to a large forest and parked his car in a dirt lot. He got out and took off his jacket, the rain had lowered to a light drizzle this far from Forks. Anthony let instinct take over as he ran into the cover of the trees. He came across a buck and a fawn, he could catch both but he thought the bigger the better so the buck was his prey. He lunged and tackled the buck. He tore into it's neck and felt the blood flow into his mouth. He stood up when he had drained the proud animal of it's blood. He wiped his mouth on his sleeve and cracked his knuckles. Anthony turned when he heard a gun shot, "Crap! Hunters!" he muttered and ran back to his car, laughing to himself as he listened to their theories about what happened to the buck. He drove back to Forks, listening to a mix CD that included SlipKnot, Avenged Sevenfold, and System of a Down.

((This is his car: ))

Anastasia looked out her window and saw another vampire. Male this time, and also a vegetarian. She rolled down her window so she could speak with him."Hello. How can i help you?"

Anthony's eyes widened, "Jake, how long has it been? Four, five years? Nice to see you again. Anyway, do you two hae a place to stay? I have a big house, though it is only one story, you can follow me to Forks if you like." he said, he was drenched at this point, but he didn't really mind.

Anthony smirked, "Protecting a human town from a few human eaters in Alaska. Actually, I saved his a** while he was protecting a human town." he laughed.

Anthony laughed again, "Yeah, I'll tell you, this dude really has a nack for getting into trouble, it was what, six on two? Either way, his skinny a** can fight, I'm just better with Guerilla warfare." he said.

"Well remember man. Over 320 years and learning all forms of martial arts." He laughed

Rose stared up at the cieling of her living room, thinking about last night's feeding. She layed down on her black, lumpy, vinyl couch, replaying the moments again and again in her head. She smirked as she remembered watching her victim squirm in terror. She remebered the joy of finally having blood go down her throat after going through weeks of having the burning sensation tormenting her, like being addicted to a drug. Rose stood up from her couch and walked to the bathroom closest to the living room. Her hair was touseled and her eyes were a bright red. Her skin was pallid and the dark circles under her eyes reminded her of a panda. Rose thought about going out today and entertain passing bystanders. Rose thought she play around with the idea of looking like a panda. She brushed her hair and made to buns, one on both side of her head to resemble panda ears. She then went into her room and changed into a gothic lolita dress, accompanied by accessories. She was pleased by the way she looked. Rose grabbed her guitar case which held her electric guitar in it, and took her wireless amp. She slung the guitar over one shoulder and held the amp in her hand. Once she was out the door, in her driveway was her black motorcyle. She decided she'd rather walk, and with that she started walking.