Werewolf & Vampire
I've been a vampire for far too long. For at least two or three hundred years, at the most. And for the longest time, I still haven't found anyone like me. A veggie vamp. As I call myself. But why should I even expect to find any vampires like me? Should I just look in small cities? And yes, I should. That's why I'm going to Forks, Washington. Ah, lucky for me I guess. Most of the time, it's raining, and rarely sunny.
I have a sister, who became a vampire like me. But she ditched me. Her name? It was Veronica. Like me, Victoria has fire-red hair. But my hair's not as wild. It's more…what can I say? Silkier? Veronica keeps in touch, from time to time. But she's going after these Cullens. One of them killed her mate, James. I could care less, really. She's older than I am by a lot, and wanted me dead, but once James went to Victoria, she left me alone.
I re-opened the letter Victoria had just given me.
Evynn,
I'm in Seattle right now. Why don't you go to Forks, Washington? You might meet some interesting vampires. Tell me about those vampires.
Sincerely,
Victoria.
And that's why I'm going to Forks, Washington. On the account of my sister. Sure I could care less about her, yet still, somehow I still care about her.
I saw a silver Volvo race past me, two figures in it. A rather pale looking person like me, and a female beside him with long dark brown hair…
I looked at where they were going.
Right where I was. What was it called? La Push?
I kept on walking, and saw a small trail way place. I walked there, curiosity taking over me. And there I found a tall white house. I stood there and looked at the house.
A motherly looking woman stepped out.
Then I realized that they were vampires, with the same yellow-brown eyes as me.
I smiled warmly. "Hullo. It appears that I have trespassed on someone else's territory."
"No, no! It's alright." She said, smiling warmly also.
Were these the vampires Victoria were speaking about? I better not tell them about Victoria. I finally meet vampires like me. Yes there are more of them, I can see them, standing around this place. Anyways, if I tell them anymore about my sister, I might not get accepted. They might think I'm more…bloodthirsty for humans like Victoria.
"I'm Esme Cullen." The woman said, with the same warm smile.
I bit back my thought of how her last name was just like the family last name that killed Victoria's mate.
"Evynn Truton." I shook her hand enthusiastically. "I can't believe there are other vampires like me! Veggie Vamps! I mean, really, I thought I was the only one! But then again, I should have made more visits around."
Esme smiled again. "Would you like a place to stay?"
"A…Place to…Stay?" I asked slowly. Then I grinned. "Yes! Thank you! I would love" I stopped right there, and turned around quickly, then back, stepping inside fairly quickly. "Um…" I shook my head.
"What's wrong?" Esme asked, looking worried.
"Um…Nothing." I was sure I had a confused look on my face.
Something was extremely wrong. I just thought I was going to die right then and there. As if someone knew Victoria was my sister. Old flesh and blood.
Right there, to answer my thought, the pale person from earlier was there, inside and by Esme.
"Tell us. Who's your sister?" He asked, acid covering his voice.
"Victoria." I answered.
I really was one to do as I told. And it's never stopped no matter what. But the one time I thought I stopped it, was when I went vegetarian.
"But I'm not like her! I promise! I'm not bloodthirsty like her! Towards human I mean…But I-"
"Amazing." He murmured. "She really doesn't know what her sister's up to."
I was dumb-founded. "What my sister's up to? Of course I do! She's in Seattle." I answered in a 'duh' tone.
Esme gasped, and embraced me. "She really doesn't! Evynn, your sister's after my son's mate!"
"You're the Cullen family that killed James." I said, as realization dawned onto me. "And then there's that Bella lady that…That Edward person…AH! Victoria…She's…She…" I opened the door, and a short black-haired person with a blond-haired guy was there.
I was surrounded.
"Your sister gave you a note, and you were going to tell her about us huh?" Edward asked.
"No! She asked. I really didn't know!" I said, eyes wide.
Edward opened his mouth, and before I knew what was happening, I started yelling. "Stop it, stop it, stop it! I knew nothing! I knew nothing about my sister's plan! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!"
I knew what was happening.
Whenever I yelled or screamed, it would hurt someone's ear. It would be extra loud. Like a high-pitched sound when an electronic is broken. Ten thousand times worse.