NIGHT 54: West Wing, North Hall 1-B
[From here.]
Even this early, Edward was waiting for... whatever it was that was coming. Project 2911. Was that the name of a new beast? Did Landel have a dragon waiting for him to turn the wrong corner so he could be set on fire again and not live to regret it? He wouldn't be surprised at this point. He just wished he had the strength to go along with the rage.
He'd never tried dragon blood. It probably tasted like gasoline, which he had tried. It had only taken a week for Edward to realize that taking bets from Emmett was not a good thing to do.
No time for reminiscing. Remembering what Landel had done to his brother only fueled his drive, his steps moving faster.
[To here.]
Even this early, Edward was waiting for... whatever it was that was coming. Project 2911. Was that the name of a new beast? Did Landel have a dragon waiting for him to turn the wrong corner so he could be set on fire again and not live to regret it? He wouldn't be surprised at this point. He just wished he had the strength to go along with the rage.
He'd never tried dragon blood. It probably tasted like gasoline, which he had tried. It had only taken a week for Edward to realize that taking bets from Emmett was not a good thing to do.
No time for reminiscing. Remembering what Landel had done to his brother only fueled his drive, his steps moving faster.
[To here.]