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I fell in love with 'The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner' when I read it… And I thought: Hey… What about Fred? He's there… waiting for Bree… and she never arrives X'(! Well, something happened while he was waiting! And there is where my story arrives!

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I stepped outside, inhaling the fresh night breeze, the sweet smell of freedom surrounding my every move. I took a few more steps, loving the feeling of being able to choose my own direction. I started walking through the silent streets of Vancouver. The night air made my curly blonde hair stick to my face, which started to annoy me. I tied it up in a ponytail with a rubber band I had in my arm.

I never get to walk alone. Being the youngest in the coven gives you that curse of not being able to be alone, especially when you're not exactly a vampire, more like half a vampire. My half-sister (Gabriela) and the rest of my coven are very protective over me, and it's not just because I'm the youngest, I'm sixteen and I can take care of myself. It's also because I'm special…

I stopped my tracks when a wave of revulsion came over me as I started passing Riley Park. A sensation I had never experienced before. I looked around, still gagging, looking for the source of this sensation. As I walked deeper, the sensation became worse. It came to the point where I crumbled to the ground, gasping. With my hands in the pavement, I forced myself to get up. I couldn't.

A pair of red eyes stared at me from the corner of my eye. Humans don't have bloody red eyes. "Vampire," I whispered to myself.

This kind of thing only happens to me when I go on a walk! Curse this luck of mine!

"How do you what I am?"

"Ah!" I screamed at the sudden whispering voice.

"Shh!" The vampire talked again. "Just answer, how do you know what I am? Who are you?"

"Y-You'll never take me alive! Wait, yes, take me alive… Just, please don't hurt me! Oh, darn it! I should have never gone on this darn walk, I'm better off dead with my luck." I started trying to look at him… Just a little glance of his full eyes on mine would be enough to fire up my gift… But it just gave me more nausea to try to look at him.

He chuckled. Wait, he chuckled? "I just asked you, how do you know what I am?"

I gathered all the courage I had and said, "W-Well, you don't deserve that sort of explanation after what you have done to me! Do you know how horrible the feeling you are giving me is? Can you just turn it off?"

The gagging slowed down, along with the feeling, until it came to a stop. That's when I gathered all my strength and scrammed. I ran as fast as I could… for about a minute. He grabbed me by the stomach and even got me off my feet. I struggled and struggled against his stone-cold grasp. In the end, I couldn't.

"That was very sneaky," he said.

I was starting to whimper. "Just, please, let me go…" I whispered.

He hesitated. In a second, he removed his arms from around me and took a step back. I turned around to look at him, to really look at him for the first time. He was tall, much taller than me. His hair was a gorgeous blond with long waves. His face was handsome (like all vampires' face), and his eyes… His eyes were red, bloody red. Not the kind you would expect in such a beautiful face.

"So, wait, you're just going to let me go? Just like that? You're not thirsty or something?" I asked, dumbfounded.

He shook his head. "No." Although, he seemed to be restraining himself.

I raised an eyebrow. "Then why the hell did you kept me there on the ground?"

"I was just curious… You smell different… And how did you-"

I cut him off. "Yeah, yeah, how did you know what I am… You said that three times already."

He smiled… a white flash down the gleaming moonlight. "You're a little stubborn, aren't you?"

"No, you're just experiencing my dark side, for making me suffer your gift for nothing!" I replied.

"I'm sorry," he said, honesty gleaming on his eyes.

"You're sorry?" I said. "Wow, you're the worst hunter I've ever met." I smiled.

He chuckled. "I wasn't hunting."

"Yeah, figures."

There was a small silence in which we stared at each other.

"You're a weird human," he finally said. "I mean, you know what I am, and yet, here you are."

"Oh!" I shook my head in denial. "I'm not a human."

He nodded in understanding. "I knew you couldn't be normal. Your scent is different. And the temperature is such, you should be freezing."

I looked down my purple tank top. "Good point."

He raised an eyebrow in question. "So, what are you?"

I raised my eyebrows. "Do I even know you to be telling you this kind of information?"

He smiled. "Hi, I'm Fred."

I smiled back and shook his hand. "Angelina."

"Now you know me," he said.

I shook my head and laughed. "I'm a hybrid."

"A what?" He asked, bewildered.

I smiled again. "You know what? Why don't you come over to my house? My coven would get a kick out of meeting you."

I started walking, until his cold fingers grabbed my wrist and I turned back to look at him. "So, wait," he said. "You're just going to take me to see your coven when you barely know me? Why?"

I kept smiling at him. "Because… You didn't kill me," I said. "That means you're not as bad as your eyes tell."

He frowned. "What do you mean?"

"You're eyes say that you hunt humans, which is an automatic warning that our kind or some other vampires shouldn't be so close to you."

He raised an eyebrow in question once more.

I smiled again. "I'll explain in the way, come on!"

… And that's how I met Fred.

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