BPOV
I awoke in the middle of the night. My ribs aching and with no reason. I finally realised my foot was burning, I jumped and pulled over my covers. Turned on my lamp and looked. I had a bite mark, there was one longish brown-black hair. I started to have a panic attack and epileptic fit at the same time, well almost. I screamed and screamed for two hours straight, only taking small breaths, but nothing came out. My body was burning, inside me I kept wishing for death. No-one should experience that pain, the pain I had when Edward left. I called for Charlie, still nothing. I started to hit the side of my bed but my hands became numb. I started to kick my bed and the same effect, numbness. My eyes started to go, this would be my last sleep ever. I dozed off.
When I finally woke I was being carried, it had been most likely three days. I looked up and saw a man-boy. About the age of eighteen. I coughed and he looked at me. His eyes were honeysuckle and ochre. Mostly ochre but from here they had glints of red. His face was pale, paler than a usual vampire. Paler than paper, marble and clouds. He had brown-black chin length hair with a long fringe joined by a side fringe. We both smiled and he let me down. I staggered, still kept my balance, and then realised that I was moving more gracefully. I laughed and started to spin, he grinned and laughed a deep laugh. We faced each other after I stopped. I walked towards him and hugged him.
"Thank you! I never realised it was so great to be like this!" I tried to kiss him but stopped halfway. He was too tense. He nodded and I asked, "By the way what's your name? What's my name?" I stared and he smiled, showing his shiny white teeth.
"I'm George Marshall. You're Isabella Swan." We were inside a meadow, far and green. With tree's close by, a huge one in the centre of the meadow. I stared, my face became blank. I started to remember something from my human life.
Flashback -
I was laying on the meadow, facing a tall handsome vampire. We smiled. He kissed my forehead and wrapped his arm around my head. I leaned on him, feeling his ice cold skin. He smiled a crooked smile, it made my heart beat faster than I wanted it to. A light breeze came across us. My hair moved, revealing my neck. He smelt my scent and kissed me again. I sat up and started to trace the curves in his hands. He stared.
"I love you." He spoke, velvety.
"I love you more." I smiled and stood up, spinning then falling over. He laughed and came towards me. He had me in his arms and we climbed the trees, sitting together. Wishing it would stay the same, forever.
End of Flashback –
I was on the floor, George in front of me. He was holding my arm, he smiled when I came back. But then his smile was a grimace. My face looked shocked, fearful and confused. After ten minutes, I and George had decided to be a coven. Well companions. He told me he had a power, I find it fascinating. Really, really fascinating! He uses mind and body transfer. He can go inside someone's mind or body and take complete control. His body would look dead but apparently it's only asleep. "Want to see it?" he asked. I nodded straight away. A bird landed before us. "Hold my body while I'm gone." He closed his eyes and carefully evened his breathing. Suddenly his body went wobbly and it fell to the floor. The bird, a black bird, flew towards me and landed on my shoulder. It pecked my ear. I laughed then ran towards his body, I pulled it up and the bird flew away. A second later he was up and smiling. He grabbed my hand and we ran together, I'm not sure where we headed for but it was better than staying near my memories. We ran and ran. We stopped near a town, almost as cloudy as Forks and settled. We moved around America and Europe for twenty years, my eyes became the same honeysuckle, ochre as George but now his had become a topaz-yellow.
We came to Alaska and moved to Denali. I remembered the name from a few conversations I had in my past. Before we came to Denali, I went to medical school and got a diploma after a year. I was taught so good that I graduated early. George worked in many places so that we could buy our own house. Anyway, I enrolled into Denali Hospital while George worked as a Photographer and Animator. Sometimes he would hang out at Starbucks to think of new ideas and animations.
GPOV
I stayed near her window, I had heard from her a few days ago that she wanted to be like my kind. I was going to do her a favor. I sneaked into her room and tried to bite her leg, it moved and I got her foot. A hair from my head came off. She woke suddenly, breathing heavily. I ducked under her bed. She was panicking. I heard her trying to scream, trying to shout out 'Dad!' I could hardly bear it. I like humans but turning one into a vampire was almost killing. My thirst was burning my throat, I could smell and taste her blood. I kept myself under control. She stopped panicking, the venom was spreading. I carried her out of the window and rushed towards some woods. She was breathing but it became slower and slower. Her heart was slowing, I put her underneath a tree. No-one would be able to find her. She had approximately two days left. I ran for about ten minutes, I was far enough to not kill her while I hunt. I gave myself to my instincts.
After a day I came back to her, I had found out by her school records that her name was Isabella Swan and that she was eighteen. Eighteen forever. I took her and started to walk. Human paced, no-one would find us. After another day, I came near a meadow. It was slightly light, I stayed inside the darkness. She coughed, I hadn't realised that she was awake. I looked down, she stared at me. We both smiled. Her eyes red. I let her down, she almost fell. She looked slightly different than most vampires I saw. Instead of metal like colours for hair, her hair was a muddy brown. She was paler than others, not as pale as me. She looked quite fragile. She started to spin while laughing. She looked really graceful, even for me. I smiled and laughed. She stopped, we faced each other then she was at my side hugging me. "Thank you! I never realised it was so great to be like this!" her voice was in-between soprano and alto. She tried to kiss me but I tensed, she stopped and I nodded. "By the way what's your name? What's my name?" She stared and I smiled, showing my teeth.
"I'm George Marshall. You're Isabella Swan." We were inside a meadow, it was green everywhere. She stared then fell, blank-faced. I tried to get her back but she didn't respond. After two minutes she came back. I was holding her arm. I smiled then grimaced, her face looked… well it scared me. We decided to become companions, I was on my own and she was also she wanted to repay me for turning her. I asked "Want to see my power?" she nodded enthusiastically. I showed her. I became a black bird, flying towards her and pecking her ear. As I transferred back a jolt came into me, some other vampires were near. I could see them approaching from the trees. Their shadows. I came back and held her hand. We ran. I looked back to see a bronze haired masculine vampire with a black haired pixie-like one, blond frizzy haired vampire and another vampire. This one I recognized. It was my old friend, Emmett.
We moved many places. Finally we settled in Denali. She became an intern at the local Hospital while I was a photographer and animator. It had been twenty years since I last saw the other vampires until today. The pixie-like one, frizzy blond haired one and a silver-blond haired girl. They were all in Starbucks, I tried to keep myself away from them. Until the pixie-like one saw me but then she had a vision. I tried to run but the boy stopped me. He obviously remembered me. Then all happened fast…
