Title: Flash Fire
Summary: She sacrificed a lot for her brother so he could escape hell. Now in isolation, will she find her own happiness or will war come knocking once more?
Author Note: this is going to be a drabble, so chapters will be anywhere between 100-600 words.
Peter stared out over the mountain pass but his mind was not on the scene before him but the phone that rested on the foot of the lawn chair. He didn’t know why he had come out to the very same spot that shattered their world or why he brought out his phone with him.
Just that it needed to be done.
His gift wouldn’t give him any answers and it hasn’t since he saw the fire.
It was still ever present in his mind’s eye, a burning wall that cracked over and muffled the voices beyond it. He didn’t know what it could mean, his gift one of those voices that the fire drowned out but it brought an ominous feeling.
‘You better call the police, call the coroner, call up your priest, have him warn ya. Walk in no peace when I find that fool’
“Major?” He greeted in surprise as he answered the call, it had been a very long time since Jasper had called them personally.
“Peter… I know we haven’t spoken in a while but I need you and Charlotte to come to Forks.” Jasper drawled stiffly, the tone setting the hairs on the back of Peter’s neck rising.
“Who? Who started it?” He managed to get out, the fire burning brighter in his mind’s eye.
Screams— oh the screams he could hear, the roar of agony and hate, it was the war cry of death.
Jasper sighed harshly over the phone. “Edward. He went to Maria, she knows we’re alive.”
The fire roared in fury, burning brighter and hotter than it had moments before, screams of people he knew echoed and herald the stench of burning venom and death. Trees, flickered and burst to ash, snow melted as fire scorched the earth… Garrett screaming… Newborns and Volturi…
The information came and went just as fast, a war had been declared, a line had been crossed and Death had been awakened.
“We’ll be there. I called a few of our allies a few months ago when I got a feeling of war… I’ll call them on my way to you… Edward… he.” He couldn’t really form the words as his body screamed at him, his tongue refusing to even form them.
“He set Isa’s sacrifice up in flames. I know and he will feel our wrath. See you soon Captain.”
Peter stared at the now dark phone with a sad frown. It was not their wrath that Edward had to worry about and that’s what terrified him because he didn’t know whose they had to fear.
Author Note: *evil cackle*