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(Bella's POV)

"Mom..." I whispered under my breath, following her in the dark, desolate forest. I felt lost, somehow - this was a place that I didn't know existed.

My family was a line of vampire slayers - only my sister had disappeared mysteriously with my father a few days ago. I didn't know if she was undergoing training, but I guess she could take care of herself since she was a few years older than me.

As mom always said, vampires existed around the world, and she told me to always refrain from them. She couldn't stop her constant reminders of "you're one of the strongest vampire slayers ever, so you had better use that power wisely to protect everyone" and the other reminders. I had been training since I was a kid, but I wasn't exactly excellent at controlling my powers. I had an encounter with a vampire once, and that was the only time where mom really looked like she was proud of me, because I killed the vampire in one shot. I'd all but forgotten how I did that, but it was pretty crazy anyway. And mom didn't seem to really like me, it was always the constant training, and the scolding when I controlled my powers in the wrong way.

Why couldn't I just be a normal human like everyone? I envied normal humans without any special powers of the sort. They got to live their lives happily without any strict training like this, and they did not have to worry about vampires - sometime, ignorance really is bliss. They could do what they wanted, but my fate was to be a vampire slayer and protect the human race, like I was born a slave to humans. They could be singers and musicians, and though I really loved music, I knew that dream was just an impossible one, and I was not being pessimistic - it was just a fact. I could never escape my life of being a vampire slayer.

They could take piano classes and attend school normally, while I had to undergo training everyday with all the lectures and crazy fighting - sometimes, I would faint of exhaustion, but of course, my parents didn't care - all they cared about was me manifesting my "special powers" and the whole chunk of stupid things they often said. I didn't like my life of fighting - I wanted to be free, I wanted to learn music and just be a normal girl. Wait, I'd forgotten the fact that I can't escape my life of killing. The destructive weapons were horrible - I didn't want to kill. Girls my age definitely did not have to kill. Yes, vampires did drink people's blood, but I still did not want to be a murderer. I didn't like it when I trained with my gun, or sword, or bow, or whatever other weapon I had stored in my room. When I did fight without my weapons, it was the worst - I could never control my powers without a proper slaying weapon, and I hated it when I unleashed a big portion of it inadvertently - I didn't want to hurt anyone. Plus, the vampires were once human - they were after all, bitten by other vampires - so they definitely did deserve a life. That is, unless they descended from a family of vampires – but it was still wrong to kill them, because they didn't choose to be from a family of vampires. Likewise, I didn't choose to be from a family of vampire slayer. I didn't want to lead a life of violence. I needed something else. I needed freedom.

I continued following mom, wondering what the torture was today. Please, let me have a weapon...

She stopped somewhere in the middle of the forest, before spinning around and looking me straight in the eye. We both had light purple eyes - female vampire slayers had light purple eyes, while male vampire slayers had teal eyes with a hint of gray. I immediately stood up straight, putting on a poker face, when actually I was just wondering what she was going to do to me.

"Bella..." she whispered in a soft voice, which I immediately took that as a bad sign. This was insane.

"Yes, mom?"

"I know that you don't want to be a vampire slayer. I know that." She sighed. What did she mean, exactly? Was she going to abandon me and leave me alone on the streets, begging for daily necessities? Sure, and freak everyone out with my irises. "I think it would be better for you if I leave you here and erase your memories. Or maybe until the time comes, you can wield your weapons once again and be a real vampire slayer." I was blank. I did not know what to say. She really did not want me anymore. She wanted me to be an amnesiac, and leave me with only a silver box with "Bella" engraved, with black velvet cushions inside that held my weapons.

"...Why?" was all I managed to say.

She sighed and said, "Don't ask me that, and just be docile. Don't move." Stupidly, I followed her command. She pressed a finger to my forehead and pushed the box to my hand, while I stared at nothingness, and I could only think "What is this?" subconsciously. Blank.

"Goodbye" was all I heard before I went blank and fell onto the soft grass.

When I woke up, I could only remember my name - Bella. Who was I? What was I doing, lying on the grass in the middle of the night? Wasn't I supposed to be sleeping?

I only managed to find a silver box lying beside me with my name engraved. I opened it, and found a few destructive weapons – there was a silver gun with some crosses engraved on it and it was decorated with chains, and there was ammunition at the side too. Then there was a silver shining sword, with black diamonds surrounding the handle, as well as a black bow decorated with amethysts, and a few arrows which seemed to glow slightly, and etcetera (just a whole list of crazy things inside). I did not know what they were for, but I decided to keep them anyway, just in case I had to use it someday to defend myself. Danger might be lurking anytime...

I pressed my cheek to the soft grass, not knowing what to do. I didn't even know my identity - wait, I knew my name, but I didn't know who I was. I tried to remember something, and all I could remember was the music I liked.

I liked ballads and Japanese pop and...

"Ow," I murmured, clutching my head, since it hurt when I tried to think too much. Where was I, exactly? This place gave me the chills, and I absolutely did not enjoy being here alone in the middle of the night. I gripped the silver box tightly to my chest, trying to think of a way out. How did I know a way out when I did not even know this place? Very smart.

I willed myself to stand up, clutching the silver box, while my head spun - it hurt a lot, and I felt extremely drowsy - like I had a major case of anemia. I felt weak after walking a few steps, so I sat down under a tree, waiting for time to pass, all the while trying to think of something. It was not helping at all - I didn't seem to be able to think of anything even after what seemed like hours. This was incorrigible... I didn't want to die here in the midst of the forest and decompose under the stars.

All I could do now was stare up at the brilliant stars and admire their beautiful light - and wait for the sun to rise. Or would it not be rising today?

Kinda lame, I know, but I hope you enjoyed it all the same. :)

Song for this chapter: Brilliant Star by Nana Mizuki.

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