A Hunting We Will Go (Edward)

[Lily Montgomery]

Ignoring that she should send a guy or that he should go, Lily had gotten ready just before sun down to go into town. She was dressed in a dark navy dress trimmed in white lace which was covered by a white apron with a ribbon matching her dress tied in her hair. She wanted to make herself look as enticing and innocent as possible, something she had down to a science.

Once she came to the park, she walked the cobblestone way, looking for potential victims. She looked down at her glove covered hands, a blush rising to her cheeks as she thought about what happened in the garden before Edward stormed off. The feeling of his lips against her skin sent a jolt through her that she never felt before, and it was driving her crazy.

'Why did he do that? I thought he hated me for what I stood for' she thought to herself. She wanted to believe that just maybe he felt the same way she did, and like her, pride and position got in the way. She quickly pulled away when she noticed a dapper young man walked down the way. 'Perfect, now to turn on the water works' she thought, as she began to sob softly, her lips quivering making her look as pathetic as possible to get his attention.

The man stopped when he noticed the young girl crying. "Little one, what's wrong?" he asked, placing a hand on Lily's shoulder.

"I was out with my friends and the director of my orphanage, and I've lost my way, can you show me the way back?" she asked, batting her big blue eyes which have been known to make adults just become putty in her hands.

"Sure thing, though what do I get for helping such a sweet little girl" he said, running his fingers down her cheek which made her nauseous. These types of adults sickened her the most, the ones who took advantage of children to satiate their lust. "What would you want, sir" she asked, her voice trembling a bit as she saw a smirk form on his face which was coming close to hers.

Just as his lips were inches from hers, she withdrew a knife she kept hidden in her apron. She placed it where the brain stem was, and stabbed him, causing him to fall down instantly. 'Damn, now what will I do' she thought, reaching for the man's arms as she drug him to some bushes to hide him.

[EDWARD HOLMES]

A haunting melody drifted through the chilly night air of the park. Edward, clad in a heavy wool overcoat and a newsboy cap, wandered along the dark dirt paths lit only by a few sparse street lamps. His whistled a tune as he walked, hands crammed down into his pockets to seek refuge from the cold. As much as he hated adults, he was beginning to look like one. At five foot nine, covered up as he was in his coat and hat, no one gave him a second thought as he strolled along, whereas they might have if he looked more like a juvenile. Particularly if he was a young girl. On a gloomy night like this, a girl would definitely get attention... Like that one. Right there.

His whistling died down, cut off sharply by the red flash of anger that surged to his face. Lily... He told her not to worry about it, he'd get the adult. That horrible, stupid, stubborn, obnoxious, trouble-making... He growled. Fantastic. Out of all the cursed adults in the city, she has to pick the pervert. That was just so typical. He rolled his eyes and stalked forward, right hand closing around the knife in his pocket. Then he saw the flash of moonlight on the blade in Lily's hand and paused a few yards away, watching to see what she'd do. When he saw the body drop, he walked forward at a more leisurely pace, stopping to stand over Lily struggling with the corpse.

"Now, now, what have we here? For someone who loves rules so much, you really don't abide by them that often, do you Lily? I must admit, I'm quite disappointed." He took pity on her, grabbing the corpse and hefting it into the bushes, shoving any visible limbs out of sight. Task done, he turned to face Lily, glaring her down.

"I expressly recall telling you to stay home. What had you been planning exactly, hm? How were you expecting to carry back a full-grown adult by yourself? You would have surely been spotted trying to drag it all through town. You would have been caught and thrown in jail, you stupid cow. What in the world are you trying to prove?" By this point he was almost yelling, and had to remember to keep his voice down so as not to attract attention.

[Lily Montgomery]

"First of all, there isn't any rule that states I can't come out and find people, and secondly, my disobeying you doesn't count as rule breaking" she said, her tone angry and annoyed. Who the hell did he think he was anyway, giving her orders like that? 'We're equals despite me being younger, he has no right to speak to me like that' she thought, shooting a glare as he took the body, hiding it in the bushes. She hated how she was treated like some delicate flower especially by Edward. She didn't want to be seen as some waif in need of help, but a strong girl capable of handling things on her own.

"You have no place giving orders to me. We're equals, Edward whether you see it that way or not. I had planned to lead him there, and spring a trap on him, I wasn't expecting him to try to do something so vile" she said softly, but curtly, surprised that he was so angry. Wasn't he the one who said her being gone would be one less aristocrat to worry about? "I was trying to prove I'm not some girl who needs others to do her dirty work, that I could do it just as much as you could" she yelled back, anger flowing through her.

"Besides, what does it matter to you if something happened? I'm your enemy after all. I figured such a thing of nearly being killed or otherwise would be something you'd take joy in" she hissed, her shoulders shaking with rage. She really wanted to know why it mattered to him since at one moment he hates her guts and the next showing some concern for her. "Stop confusing me, please" she said, almost sobbing it out. The confusion of how he saw her was one thing that was tormenting her, and she wanted it to stop. She quickly brushed passed him, beginning to walk at a fast pace to get back home, and far from him as soon as possible.