Her humanity has returned

by BonnieLeftClyde

Isabella Swan is an old soul that has wandered the earth alone, she has arrived at Forks with intentions to kill but an unexpected surprise has her changing her old ways. This intruder has sent her questioning everything that she has known. Will he help her discover who she really is or will he just prove that she will always be alone on earth?

Nothing ever seemed like it would end. This world was full of humans who were walking with blind eyes ignorance was the only thing that ran through their veins instead of blood. I was ashamed to ever have been called a human myself. Yeah sure I never asked for this kind of life but after a couple of hundred years the realization that I will always be like had finally hit me. I had walked this land looking for flaws in myself and why I was this monster, but I had never gotten any answers. However I had gain knowledge of the hypocritical humans and their way of blindness. In my three hundred years of existence had I never meet so many self-consumed beings that will reach the end of the earth to fulfill their materialistic passions. But deep down side of me, slowly a fire of jealousy and envy had grown. Unlike the humans, I had nothing to look forward to. I had no real passion or real of existence. Not even an old enemy that I could make a miserable live for. I had absolutely no one to walk among this land.

Let's rewind a bit and let me start from the beginning.

I'm Isabella Swan. Relationship Status: Forever Alone. Being status: Doomed to being a monster for eternity. I was "blessed" as some of my kind calls it, to be a vampire. A vampire that had long ago died inside and had walked this earth in a slowly decaying corpse. But I looked nothing like a corpse. I had the bones that could resist the hit of a truck and the skin of the newly made coat of snow. Everything called out to be a fashion vogue magazine; I could even be the next Adriana Lima. But that would never happen. Look an apple, a nice red crimson color that just makes your mouth water by thinking of the possibilities of soon eating that delicious apple. This is the same color as my eyes. There are two different kinds of vampires. Those who believed that they had an actual purpose here and those who simply lived with what they were and took the easy way out. I was one of those that went with the latter. If I was doomed to this eternal hell, might as well make the best of it and express with all colors of the rainbow preferably red the monster I was. I feed on humans and I was not ashamed of it. I was never taught how I was supposed to act in this life. I was never though how and what to eat in this life. I had no one in this life and that would always be the case.

I was always a loner when I came down to traveling but there were a few occasions where I would gather with a few of my kind and go on a small hunting road trip. The road trip of 1869 in the United Kingdom always brought a smile on my face with the thoughts of all those murderous that tasted so good. I may hunt on humans but just on those who deserve it. Even though I might not have a soul, a small piece of me believes that all these bones of people do have one. I only slaughter those who have committed crimes like murderous or escaped robbers. I think I deserve some kind of Nobel Peace Prize for all the help I've given this world. I'll be the first women vampire to win a Nobel Peace Prize. Sounds like a bullshit.

Right now, in this very second I was standing outside the small forest that gave a great view of my next victims. It was a small town about some 4,000 people. Seemed like one of those towns that would be in some kind of horror film and everyone would die. I saw none of my kind close by or smelled them. I guess it's just their luck, because I'm about to wreck, slaughter and slowly kill all of these motherfuckers. Only those who deserve it of course and those who got in my way. Get your popcorn ready, the movies about to start.