Hey! First Story! Well, the first few chapters are based on a dream I had one night, so it may be a little outlandish…yes, I do most of my writing in 3rd person, so it will always be like you, floating behind people, watching them. But not quite that creepy. And yes, this is a story about OTHER vampires. The Cullens are still here, and so is Bella, but this isn't a Bella-Story.
Grr…this is about my 3 friends, Nicole, Kate, and Kaitlyn. The last two get confusing with names, but Kaitlyn will always be called Kaitlyn, as with Kate being called Kate.
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Twilight, New Moon, or the love of my life…. :(
Chapter 1- A different Cullen
Enter- You see a forest, two cars come slowly into view. A silver Volvo and a yellow 911 Turbo…
You hear running noises, the almost unidentifiable snap of twigs and small branches, and the thick rustle of ground-vines.
A small group, only 4 strangers, walk out of the underbrush. A few meaningful glances and a quick sniff of the air clearly indicate that the group will continue their journey soon, but now heading towards the small, damp town of Forks, Washington.
The two parked car's occupants notice this change in direction, and quietly turn on the cars.
The strangers, hearing the noise, dissipate into the shadows of the forest. The cars continue, driving through the small, quiet, innocent town, and pull into a slightly obscured driveway-lane. They drive up this, and park in front of a large, comfortably situated house.
One person exits each car, gracefully swooping out of the seats, and stepping into the early dawn light. Both wear dark clothing, and shaded glasses. Elbow-length gloves complete the ensemble, but somehow soften the harsh lines. You can tell, one of the strangers is small, compact, with crazy short black hair. The other is tall, boyish, and muscular, with hair the color of burnished bronze mixed with honey. Both adopt a slightly crouched pose, almost…predatorily straightening. They casually stroll towards the door of the house, and step over the threshold. In unison, they whisper, "We're home everyone…"
They remove their sunglasses, and the dim morning light, magnified by the stark white walls, reflects off shining, blood-red eyes.
A tall, handsome man, accompanied by a shorter woman, enters the large room. From the same door come a group of people, a muscled teen, a wondrous beauty, and a tall, lanky blond boy.
"Welcome back, Edward, Alice." Says the handsome man, in a low, melodic voice.
"Thank you Carlisle." Replies the short girl, quite obviously Alice. "I trust the trackers have already confronted you?" Mutters the copper-haired youth. Carlisle replies, this time in a tone edged with steel, "Indeed. They seem to dislike our little import business. I hate to think what they would say if we were to pick off townspeople…They say that if we do not agree to visit their masters soon, they will come in force…I would hate for this to turn into a battle, but if it must, it must…"
This entire conversation takes but a few seconds, and the group sits quietly, absorbed in their thoughts.
Edward puzzles over this dilemma, then states with a sinister smile," I believe it may be time to recruit some new…blood."
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