Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or the sexy beast Carlisle. This story is slightly AU because in order for it to fit my plot line I have to change around some events such as Esme will be turned first before Edward. This story will mostly be in Carlisle's pov unless I say otherwise.
You would think after being alive for so long that being a vampire would get easier, but in truth, it only gets harder. You watch so many people you knew from their birth, die of old age, you must change your name and story thousands of times to avoid suspicion, and worst of all you can never have any real friends for the fear of them getting too close to you and thus putting themselves in danger.
I am a monster; there is no getting around it. My nature tells me to kill or be killed, the Volturi told me that humans can be nothing more but our food and I believed them despite the fact that I consider myself vegetarian. Living with them so long ago taught me to accept the monster I am and not fight it, because even if I try it is futile. I cannot escape the rush I feel when I hunt, nor can I deny that the many tastes and smells of blood make my mouth water.
However living with them made me fear what I was even more because of the many things I witnessed them do. They sent their solders all over Italy and had them bring back as many virgins as they could find. They lined up the crying women naked in front of them and forced them to kneel, and then the "games" would begin. For three nights a fury of rape and draining of blood would occur and I could do nothing but watch since I refused to participate. If I was still able to vomit I would have done so many times over, during these revel parties I would often question where my loyalties rested, were all vampires truly as terrible as these three and their solders? Was I better than they were because I refused to torture these women?
One night I could not stand it anymore and I told Aro that I was leaving. He tried to persuade me to stay but I was beyond the point of negotiation. He told me that I could go anywhere I pleased but it would not change the fact that I was what I was, and even after living on my own for so long I knew he was right.
There are some days where I cannot get the screams of those women out of my head. It cripples me some times and makes me long for the human ability to cry. No matter how horrible supposedly humans are, nobody deserved such a fate that they received.
Even though I did not take part in the torture I still felt the need to repent for my sins, perhaps I felt the compassion as a human leaking through. Therefore, after leaving the Volturi I took up my old passion again of practicing medicine. Yes I know a vampire being a doctor has irony written all over it but treating the sick and performing surgery did become beneficial to me in resisting blood.
I felt stronger and more powerful than I ever did with the Volturi because I could resist the temptation of blood no matter how delicious it smelled, and even though I could never really like myself for what I was I felt somewhat like a better person because I was taming my inner beast.
Therefore, this leads me now to where I am today; I traveled to the new world and now reside in Columbus, Ohio. It is not one of the smallest places I have ever lived in but overall it is a nice community with friendly people. I was able to get a job as a doctor here easily and without much interrogation into my background unlike with some other less friendly places I lived in.
I have amazed people with my extensive medical knowledge and have done everything from help deliver babies to treat common colds; therefore I am one of the most asked for doctors as well.
Today I had just finished up with a patient when an assistant of mine told me that Mr. George Platt, one of the state's top executives and philanthropists needed to see me and that it was an emergency. I left my office to see the bald, fat man pacing back and forth and muttering to himself to the point where I thought he was going to cause himself to have a heart attack.
"Mr. Platt? What seems to be the matter?" I asked the nervous man.
He turned to me and shook my cool hand with his clammy one and was trying to speak but his panic had taken over and was not able to get much out.
"Mr. Platt please take it easy. Here sit down and take a few deep breaths." I instructed.
He had done what I told him and looked a little better; at least enough to where he could tell me what was wrong.
"Now Mr. Platt could you please tell me what is wrong?" I asked patiently.
"Oh Dr. Cullen I need you to come over to my home immediately, I'm sorry if this is an inconvenience to you but you're the best doctor in the state. It is my daughter Esme, she was being foolish and climbing a tree with her little brother when she fell. I don't know what is wrong but she is hurt and needs a doctor." The man said trying not to panic.
I sighed, it seemed like my long day had just gotten longer but this man had requested me to take a look at his free spirited daughter so I really had no other choice. I was tired enough to sleep even though I had not done so since I became a vampire.
I went to my office and loaded up my bag with anything I thought I would need since he did not know what was wrong with her. I brought with me various chemicals and cloths, splints and surgical materials, and a small bottle of scotch in case her father went into another panic attack.
I walked outside in the summer air with Mr. Platt to his carriage that was being pulled by impatient brown horses. This carriage was one of the nicest ones I had ever ridden in but then again I did not expect any less from someone who had as much money as Mr. Platt.
I wasn't much in the mood for talking but Mr. Platt's nerves were evidently making him talk so I just shook my head or mumbled something to make it seem like I was paying attention. About halfway there a crack of thunder rang loudly in the sky, spooking the horses slightly and sending a light summer rain down onto the carriage.
"Ah damn rain, seems fitting enough for a miserable day like today." Mr. Platt said.
"Yes I'd say so." I responded even though I really did not mind the rain. In truth it was my favorite type of weather, especially if it was in the summertime. Even as a child a warm summer rain always brought me peace and relaxation. That is why when I changed I appreciated the feel and the smell of the rain even more.
"I just can't imagine why my Esme would feel the need to be so reckless all the time."
I looked over at him a little surprised at his statement and his tired form, clearly his daughter was a wild angel.
"You mean this has happened before?" I asked.
"I have caught her on more than one occasion climbing trees but this was the first time she got hurt doing so. I told her that she was too old to do such things and that she needed to start acting like a lady but I think she ignores me half the time."
"How old is your daughter?" I asked suddenly intrigued.
"She's 16, but this isn't all she does. Sometimes she will run around in boys cloths when she wants to go into town so I can't find her, she has gotten into wrestling matches with her brother and his friends, and she's even gone swimming in the muddy pond with a few of the servant's children."
"Wow, she sounds like a handful." I said, suddenly thankful that I did not have children.
"She is, I tell her that she's going to have to start getting prim and proper so she can get married, after all what kind of man wants a rebellious girl like that? Not a good one that's for sure." He paused, his tone suddenly sounding sadder than before.
"I think this is how she copes though, she never really had gotten over the death of her mother. Hell I never really have, plus she is my only daughter and I am very protective of her. That is why I do not let her have any male friends, I will only let suitors see her, and lately they have been rare. You're the only man that will have come to see her in months."
I cleared my throat automatically suddenly feeling a little awkward. Just as he was about to say more we pulled up in front of his large estate. His home could have easily rivaled the governors' it was so large. A rod iron gate set out in front of the mansion and from what I could see; there were many rose bushes all around the home, each more exquisite than the last.
Mr. Platt unlocked the gate and ushered me inside to the home quickly since the rain had picked up just a little, the next time I would come back here for a follow up appointment I would take more time exploring the grounds.
The maid opened the door for us and as soon as I stepped inside I saw this hideous ball of white fluff run down the stairs and greet Mr. Platt with high-pitched yelps. If there was one thing I could not stand on this earth it was dogs, especially little annoying dogs.
The puffball from hell evidently noticed that I was standing here and turned from Mr. Platt to look at me with its big black eyes. It sniffed the air around me twice then growled dangerously, picking up that I was a vampire.
"Oh hush now Libby! I am sorry Dr. Cullen; she is Esme's dog and is very protective of her. She won't bite though." He said, picking the beast up in his arms.
"Good to know." I said sarcastically, even though I knew who would win a match between the dog and me.
"Come this way, she's upstairs." Mr. Platt said.
I followed him up the grand staircase to the second floor, while I knew I had a patient to treat my mind could not help but wander around the atmosphere. Rich oil paintings adorned the cream-colored walls and complemented the lush red carpet. We were closer to the ceiling now where the large crystal chandelier hung beautifully and glittered among the candlelight.
I looked back in front of me to see the beast's eyes staring at me from behind Mr. Platt's shoulder. I was to the point that I was so irritated with this creature that I exposed my teeth and gave a low hiss that only it could hear. It shrieked and jumped out of Mr. Platt's arms and ran down the hallway in fear.
"What was that about?" He asked, not turning to face me.
"I have no idea." I said with a delightful smirk on my face.
We turned a corner and I heard the sounds of painful moaning coming from a female voice.
We stopped in front of a door just in time for an elderly woman to come out and greet us with a pained expression on her face.
"How is she Elizabeth?" He asked her.
"She's in a lot of pain, her left leg especially. Oh good your brought Dr. Cullen." She said with a smile.
I was ushered inside the girl's bedroom quickly. I did not take the time to look around but instead look at my patient's leg. It was bent at an odd angle and obviously causing great discomfort to the young woman.
"Honey, this is Dr. Cullen. He is going to take good care of you now." Mr. Platt said.
Esme turned to face me and her chocolate eyes met my golden ones. If my heart was still beating I knew it would have stopped then, and even though I did not need to breath, my breath caught in my throat as I stared at her.
She was beautiful, absolutely beautiful. I had never seen a woman so stunning in all the years I had been alive. She had a golden glow around her curly caramel hair and a delicate kiss of pink to her pale cheeks. I swallowed hard as her loveliness continued to amaze me and these feelings that I never felt before continued to get stronger.
I briefly remembered a conversation I had with Aro about finding a mate as a vampire. He told me that most vampires never find the one they are meant to be with forever and just settle out of loneliness like humans do. However, according to legend, if a vampire finds his true mate he will feel as though time has stopped when he looks into her eyes and everything he had ever done before her and will do after knowing her will be meaningless.
He did not know what this felt like because he never found the one that was meant for him but he told me that if I ever did find her I would know it.
Now as I stood here and looked at this woman in front of me I knew what Aro was talking about. Time did seem to stand still and I knew right here and now that Esme Platt was the one.
AN: Hey everybody, did you like it? I love Carlisle, next to Jacob he is my favorite character. The Carlisle/Esme pairing is my favorite in the whole series and I was intrigued as to how their story happened, so I am playing with them now and telling it how I think it would have been. Review please. :