Zwilight - Mew Noon

It was a special day. Eighteenth birthdays always are. But for Stella, this birthday would be one she would remember forever. It was the first birthday she would celebrate with her beloved Tedward, her sweet vampire with the heart of gold. They had fallen so hard for each other and they had quickly fallen so desperately in love. The thought of losing Tedward frightened Stella deeply and often times she had awaken late at night, drenched in sweat and urine, quivering uncontrollably at the prospect of losing her fanged prince. But today was not a day to think of such things. Today was meant to be cherished and celebrated.

Stella sat on a cushioned stool in the middle of the room, a wide smile across her delicate face. Around her sat Tedward's family, who had graciously invited her to celebrate her eighteenth birthday at their lair. Kneeling before Stella was Tedward, the love of her life. In his pale hands, he held a small cube-shaped box, wrapped beautifully in what looked like some type of special vampire wrapping paper.

"This is for you, my lovely humanoid", Tedward crooned, his face puckering into a romantic, vampirish grin. "Happy eighteenth birthday!"

"Oh...My love..." Stella said sweetly. "You are so amazing. I love you so much...Thank you baby..."

Stella took the package and gently tore away the wrapping paper. Just as she grabbed hold of the edge of the slick paper, her finger slid clumsily sideways, slicing the wrapping paper deep into her pale flesh. A single droplet of crimson blood pooled around the cut and ran down her hand and wrist. The room grew dead silent.

Suddenly, from the gaping vampire-like mouths of Tedward's family came ravenous screams of hunger and almost all at once, the large family sprung viciously from their seats and pounced on Stella, crumpling her to the ground. The small gift box was crushed almost instantly and a mist of blood filled the air of the room and the walls were splattered with the signs of the messy feast. A steady stream of blood could be seen spurting high into the air from some terrible vein in Stella's neck. Tedwards mother, who until now had been sitting in the corner sipping a glass of wine, promptly dove towards the pile of feasting vampires and held the glass in such a way that it caught the fountain of blood. A huge smile covered her morose face, exposing her worn down fangs.

"WAIT!! WAIT!! STOP!! PLEASE!!" Tedward screamed in agony. He couldn't bear the sight of his love being devoured and his heart was breaking more and more every second. "PLEASE!! NO!! YOU SAVAGE BEASTS!!"

Tedward's shrill, girlish cries filled the room and the feeding vamps stopped and looked up at him, confused expressions on their faces.

"What's the matter?" asked Clasper, Tedward's brother. "We all thought that's what you brought her here for..."

"No!! You imbecile!" Tedward shouted. "It was her birthday! Her eighteenth birthday! Don't you fools understand?? Now get off of her!"

The grumbling vampires stood up from Stella's bloody corpse and shuffled out of the room, casting disapproving glances at Tedward as they went.

Tedward knelt down beside Stella's body and slid out of his tight trousers. Then he slid a shiny new pair of scissors out of his breast pocket and crisply snipped through Stella's panties.

"She just turned eighteen today.." Tedward mumbled, sliding a condom over his erect vampire phallus. "And I'll be damned if my stupid family is going to ruin that for me."