Destined

Destined

What if Bella was born in 1901 and turned vampire just like Edward? What if there was something that was supposed to have happened? B&E. R&R! Don't own anything!

Prologue

My name is Isabella Marie Swan, but I really prefer to be called Bella. I used long brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. But now my hair is waist long and my eyes are a golden topaz color. I've just moved once again to a small town called Forks. It's the best place - well, for my family and myself- to live. Thanks to the skies that are clouded almost all the time, we hardly have to worry about sunlight and our skin sparkling. Oh, yeah! I forgot to mention – I'm a vampire. I guess I should start from the beginning.

I was born in the city of San Francisco in the year 1901. My father and mother – Steven and Marie Parker- were known as two of the wealthiest people in the entire city, which means I had always been treated as though I were the princess like my father would call me. But I was young then, I had never thought that my fairytale life that I had would soon be destroyed.

I first realized this was when I was 17. I learnt that I was engaged to a young man that lived in Chicago, a man I didn't even know. My parents knew him and his parents though and thought that if we were to marry, then we'd be able to have a perfect future thanks to the wealth of my parents. My parents and I made the trip to Chicago so I could meet the man I was suppose to spend my life with. But I never did.

When we arrived, we saw that a terrible disease hit the entire city - the Spanish influenza. Not that long after our arrival, my father was hit by it. He was the first to pass away. Then, on the day my mother and I were to meet my fiancé, my mother was attacked by the influenza. During the first week of her illness, I was placed in the care of Charlie Swan, a police officer and wonderful friend that we'd made since our arrival.

Charlie is a very kind man. His short hair is a deep brown similar to my own and he too has gold colored eyes. During my time spent in his house, He was always asking if I needed anything, which I would tell him no. Also, he never seemed to eat. He would tell me that he already ate when I came down from my room, and I was almost positive at the time that he would be walking around the small house at 3 o'clock in the morning. When I had asked him about it once, he told me that he sometimes sleepwalks and left it at that. Not long after that, I fell ill too.

Just before my mother had passed, she had Charlie come to see her and begged him to save me at whatever cost. She knew that I would soon die as well, but she wanted him to do everything in his power to save me and see that I marry my fiancé.

Now I hadn't known that Charlie was a vampire at the time. It was when he picked me up from my hospital bed with such ease as though I was a feather and ran out of the hospital at a blinding speed that I realized he wasn't human. I had thought that he would have killed me when we were far from the city, but he turned me into a vampire like himself.

He then taught me his ways of vampirism: drinking the blood of animals, staying away from humans when outside in sunlight, our non-existing need for sleep, etc. At first, I didn't like the idea of killing anything and drinking its blood, and I refused to feed. It was after about a month, when I became so weak I could hardly move before I gave in. Now I do drink animal blood and accompany Charlie on his hunts for it. My personal favorite is the blood from a mountain lion.

Along with my physical change, I had also found out other things too. For instance, I was the faster runner out of the family and unlike him I had a special power. I had the power to control the five elements: earth, wind, fire, water, and wood. I think it's because of my love for nature. Most nights- or some when it is cloudless- I will go out on the roof of the house and watch the stars, climb a tree where I'll spend the night reading, or go to the lake where I spend most of the time swimming.

About 30 years after my changing, we met a young woman by the name of Renée and Charlie fell deeply in love with her. When we found her one night, almost dead on the street, Charlie bit her and turned her into one of us. Together, they take the roles of being my mother and father. They remind me so much of my real parents with the way of how they treat me. "Whatever you want, you get!" is what Charlie tells me every time. They too treat me as though I were a princess.

All though Charlie told me that we vampires loose the memories of our human lives, I seem to remember my fiancé that I never had met. Why was that? Was it because it was a huge shock in my life that it will always stay with me? What had became of him anyway? Had he heard of the death of my family and myself? Had he decided to marry another? I never found out.

Now, 90 years after the beginning of my new life, I have moved here to the small town of Forks, Washington with Charlie, Renée, and the two new members of my family: Jenna and her husband, Chris.

Jenna is a sweet girl. She loves to go shopping for clothing, and I never know how, but she seems to be able to drag me along with her, even tough I'm not that much of a shopper myself. She has topaz eyes like everyone else in the family – thanks to the blood we drink- and her shoulder-length blond hair is never in the same style twice in one week, though most of the styles she wears make her look shorter then she is, which is about 5 inches shorter then me and I'm 5 foot 7. With looking like a pixie next to me, I don't even know what do describe her as when she's next to Chris.

Chris is like a giant! His 6 foot 4, super muscled body makes him look as though he could be mistaken for a grizzly bear! His pitch-black hair is always cut short and spiked. But although he looks like he would be a grizzly, he doesn't act like it. He acts more like a lovable teddy bear. He treats me like a little sister- even though I'm older than him actually but not physically- and he can always put a smile on my face. Even on the anniversary of my parents' death.

Anyway, as I was saying, I've just moved to Forks and was starting school tomorrow as a junior with Jenna and Chris as a senior. Charlie was going to see about the police department here and see if he could get a job and Renée was going to be staying at the house, decorating it to be perfect for us. But I guess this is the real beginning of my story.