This is my first story, I hope you like it. I would love to hear from you either way: good or bad feedback will help me correct mistakes as a writer.
The story is pre-written and I will add a new chapter every one to two days.
Chapters are all under 1,000 words, except maybe two or three.
Enjoy!
*VU*
Don't Own it.
Vampire Unknown
Chapter 1: Welcome to Forks
"Your steak and potatoes, Sir." The waitress said, setting my dad's food down in front of him. He wasted no time in grabbing the green napkin sitting beside his plate, and unrolling it, in search of the steak knife and fork within.
I could practically see the drool dripping from his mouth. He cut into it, and took a bite big enough that he could hardly chew. Leaning back, closing his eyes and groaning from the taste.
The waitress, Momma, on her nametag, looked at me and smirked.
"He acts like this is his first steak in a few years." She smiled at both of us and turned to check on the rest of her guests seated at the other tables in the small diner. Little did she know...it was.
"Bells, I love you, soooo much!" Charlie said, shoving another fork full of food in his mouth.
"You love me or my abilities?" I asked, grinning, holding my hands up and waving my fingers individually.
"Your abili...you kid, I love you! And maybe a little of what you can do."
While my father dug into his meal, my thoughts replayed the events that led us here, the course our lives took over the last six months.
First, I am human. Second, I am vampire. I am the first of my kind, which we know of. My dad, however, is a full vampire. He was turned over a hundred and forty-five years ago, during the civil war. From what he remembers, he was marching with Sherman through South Carolina in February 1865, when he woke up, his army was gone and his throat was burning.
I, however, am a product of my father and a human woman that was passing through town. Her name was Renee and she died of blood loss when I was born, the fact that I crawled my way out of her stomach might have had a little to do with it.
I was born in 1979, but am and will always be frozen in my seven year old body. That's the age I was when I became a fully grown human.
We just moved to a small town in Washington State called Forks. We've spent a lot of time travelling to different cities around the world, but within the last few months, I have been perfecting an ability I didn't even know I had.
Some people have abilities when they are changed from human to vampire; the powers range and are ever the same from one to the next, there is an infinitesimal difference; it can be big or small.
About six months ago, my dad and I were sitting on a private beach in the Caribbean, when his sparkling reflection was annoying me, so I wished that the sparkling would stop and next thing I know we both stop reflecting the sunlight.
Since then, we have both been testing the limits of my ability and it has been a long six months of trial and error, more so for my dad then me. I am half human, so I can do everything a human can do: eat food, sleep, cry and my heart beats; but I am also half vampire, so I can walk, run and jump higher and faster than a human and can also hold my breath for an abnormally long amount of time.
My ability allows me to turn any vampire I want into a human, a human that has their natural eye color, soft skin and a heartbeat. It allows them to eat food and drink water, but most importantly it removes the scent we give off as vampires.
My ability lets me turn anyone I want into the Vampire Unknown, a completely undetectable enemy. Or the easiest of prey.
But more importantly it hides my true identity from every vampire I've ever met, more specifically from the Volturi, who would kill me just because I existed.
My dad, finished with his meal, slides the plate across the table making a low screech sound enough to wake me from my thoughts. "You ready kiddo? You got your first day of school tomorrow." He smirks, he thinks he's funny.
"Yep, just remember, I bet that steak tasted better going in then it would coming out." I smile a cute smile while the grin drops off his face. He knows, with a mental flick of a switch, I could remove my shield and he would be bent over with gut-wrenching heaves to remove the 'toxin' from his vampire body.
He pays the cashier at the little register they have set up by the door and we walk out making our way to my dad's red Chevrolet truck. He throws his arm over my shoulder.
"Let's go unpack, kid."
*VU*
Thanks for readying. Hope it was good, come back tomorrow for chapter 2….
