"Please Nicholas, please, I'm begging you!" I pleaded at the vicious vampire standing in front of me, my eyes blurred with tears. I backed up until I felt the my back bump up against a tree.

"You smell so good, I simply can't resist." he came dangerously close and ran his nose up my neck. I shivered silently.

"Please Nicholas, don't do this, You can't-" I was cut off when Nicholas sank his teeth into my neck, and everything went black.

BPOV

"Edward. Do you smell that?" I asked raising my head from the deer I was feeding off of. I had been a vampire for almost 10 years now. Me and Edward had decided to go hunting at the last minute, and were going alone.

His head came up slowly as he sniffed the air.

"Yes. It smells like a vampire." he paused sniffing the air again and his eyes darkened, " And a human."

"Something is wrong." I stated, " I can feel it." I ran of in the direction of the smell. I ran until I came upon a small clearing. I searched it looking for any trace of the human or a vampire. I heard Edward come to a stop next to me as my eyes fell on a young girl on the ground near a tree.

"Oh God." I breathed. I ran over to the girl. She looked to be barely sixteen, dressed plainly in jeans and a t-shirt. I kneeled down and looked at her, She seemed to be unconscious. Edward kneeled next to me.

"She's still alive." he stated, turning her head back and forth, looking at the spot where blood was dripping from a puncture wound on her throat.

"Not for long. Someone bit her." I gasped, feeling my undead heart plummet into my stomach. " Oh, Edward, she's younger than us. How could this have happened. We, we could have stopped this." I turned towards Edward and buried my head in his cold chest.

"It's alright, everything is going to be okay. We just need to get her to Carlisle."

"Of course." Edward picked her up soundlessly and we raced toward the house. We had recently moved to a small town in Maine, and we were just getting settled in. Alice met us in the yard, her usually happy face turned down in sadness.

"I just saw it." She joined us as we ran up the steps, "She looks so young. She knew the vampire who attacked her. She knew him all to well. His name was Nicholas. I almost called, but you had already been gone a half hour." Edward set her on the couch, and her hair fell out from her loose pony tail. Her skin was olive-toned, her hair deep brown. Weirdly enough, she looked almost serene. The pain didn't seem to be affecting her at all. Carlisle crouched by her side and felt her pulse.

"Her heartbeat is extremely faint. He didn't leave her much blood. That may be the reason she isn't feeling the pain as much as she should. There's a lot of venom in her system. She might not wake up during her entire change." Emmett and Rosalie had joined us in the living room. Emmett looked mournfully sad, more so than I had ever seen him. Rosalie looked regretfully at the girl, her eyes showing more emotion than she probably meant. Esme knelt next to Carlisle.

"She's just so young." her voice was laced with tears she would never shed. She seemed to say what we were all thinking. After a while we all went of to our own rooms, but I stayed downstairs with the girl. I didn't want her to wake up with no one their in an unfamiliar house. After the first day she started to move around, and talk. Almost like you would expect someone to do in the middle of a nightmare.

"Fire. It burns. No. Nicholas!" she mutter those five words constantly and this time she yelled the last one. I went over to her side and held her hands between mine.

"It's gonna be ok. It's almost over." I whispered.

"She probably can't hear you." Rosalie commented. Edward shot her a glare.

"Nonetheless. I can't just not do something." the girl yelled Nicholas again, and her eyes flew open. I stared into them. They were startlingly green.

"Fire." She whispered and then flopped back on to the couch, unconscious. My eyes widened and I looked up at Edward. Is she dead? Seeing my expression Edward pulled me up and into his arms.

"She's fine, just now she's sleeping again." I sighed heavily and turned from them and out of the room. I could hear Rosalie's voice still though.

"She's entirely too wrapped up in this girls change, she doesn't even know her." Rosalie commented.

"Yes, but she's showing compassion, a natural feeling. She's never seen anyone change, she's entitled to be more concerned than the rest of us."

"I suppose." I heard Rosalie's sigh as she left the room. Edward followed her, and I could hear him go up the stairs to our room. I crept back into the living room and settled down next to the poor girl, ready to reassure her at any moment.