A/N Twilight and all its characters belong to Stephanie Meyer. Im just playing with they for a while :)

Forever Young

Ch. 1. Awakening

APOV

It was dark when I awoke. Strangely this was both comforting and alarming to me, although I didn't recall why this should be. Where was I? Who was I? I tried to remember, tried to focus on something in my past. I surly must have had a past; that was just pure common sense. But nothing came to me. I took a deep breath in my sudden panic. That's when I noticed the fierce burning ach in my throat. Ow! I was parched. When had I last had something to drink? I couldn't remember that either. I thought about getting up to go in search of some water to quench it and found myself instantaneously on my feet. I froze in utter shock. Humans couldn't move like that. I had a new question to add to a growing list. What was I?

I remained absolutely motionless taking in my surroundings. I was in a forest, surrounded by tall trees. I could hear the gushing of water nearby, perhaps from a brook or a stream. It was night time and yet I could see clearly every leave on the tree branches surrounding me. I shouldn't be able to do that. There were no lights nearby. Humans needed a lantern or something to light there way. What was wrong with me? Why was I different? I didn't know. I couldn't remember anything but darkness.

But the darkness that surrounding me now was nothing compared to the bleak dark blank spot of where my memories should be. I decided to trust my new senses rather than go back to whatever must have caused such a swipe of my memory. I started heading toward the sound of the water, hoping it would be clean enough to drink. It took me longer than I it should have to reach it. It had been further away than I had originally thought, and I'd been wrong; it wasn't a brook or stream it was just a small spring coming out of a rocky ledge and trickling gently to the ground. I frowned in puzzlement; I could have sworn it sounded bigger, how else had I been able to hear it. I heard an owls cry deep into the forest and was pulled from my disturbing thoughts.

I cupped my hands to take water into them to drink. I expected it to feel cold but instead it felt slightly warmer then my skin and oddly like velvet. I noticed how pale my palms were as I brought the water to my lips and started to drink. It felt wrong. The taste was all off; as though the water had been tainted by the rocks it sprouted from. I backed away screwing up my nose in revulsion. My throat protested, burning even fiercer than before. I clutched both hands there trying to stop the pain. The skin of my neck felt strange; hard and smooth like marble. I felt a dim wave of panic again. What's happened to me? Have I always been this way?

I felt human. Part of me knew that I was… or that I used to be at least, I corrected myself. But these extra senses were defiantly too heightened for a human. Something occurred to me then; how come I knew all of these things, yet I didn't even know where I was or how I got here? Who my mother and father were? How old I was? Did I even know my own name? I concentrated trying to remember at least that small piece of information.

Suddenly I wasn't seeing the forest anymore; I was stood before a tall but muscular blond male, who wore a slight smile on his pale handsome face. His eyes sparkled with amusement as he asked in a smooth southern drawl, "May I have the pleasure of knowing you name lil' lady?"

I smile in response and answered him warmly, "My name is Alice, kind sir, and I am extremely happy to finally meet you."

The handsome face then disappeared leaving me standing dumbfounded back in the forest. However, it wasn't the shock of seeing something that wasn't real, or the fact that such a thing had revealed my name that left me frozen in place. It was the memory of the man. In just that one glimpse I knew that I had to find him. He was my future, my other-half, my mate. The fact that I had seen this didn't feel abnormal like all the other abilities I seemed to be capable of; as though I'd always been able to see visions of the future. It felt natural, a part of who I was. And in it I found some comfort; it was the first real thing that felt right since I had awoken here.

As I realized this I thawed out of my frozen state and began walking. I had to find something to take the pain of my throat away so I could think more clearly. It was essential that I find the hansom southern stranger and soon. In my haste I started to run. I sped over the ground faster that should be possible. What other surprises would this new life bring with it? I wondered. The speed didn't frighten me though; it felt magnificent being able to soar over the soft ground that way. Almost as though I was able to fly. I laughed jubilantly. I didn't feel out of breath at all, though I must have gone at least two miles now at such a speed.

Suddenly I was hit by a warm moist appealing scent. I instinctively knew that this was what would cure the burn of my throat. I turned in its direction letting instinct take over, not even thinking to resist as long as it would take the pain away. My body sank into a crouch as I neared the appealingly wet odour. I heard the thud of padded paws somewhere in the trees above me. I launched myself into the bows swinging agilely from branch to branch until I found my intended pry.

There it was on a low branch of a tree close to the one I occupied; a large wild cat. The rational side of my brain registered a slight shock at what I was about to do, but before I could stop myself I had launched at the beautiful animal. That same rational side recognised than I was throwing myself at a cougar, a creature I should be running from not too. However this didn't stop me; the need to quench my burning thirst overruled everything else. I pounced. I landed lithely on the branch the cougar appeared to be stalking its own prey from. It turned with a feral howl, swiping its razor claws at my torso in defence. They could have been the brush of a feather for all the effect they had on my new skin. I wrapped my arms around the creatures' neck and we both fell from the tree as my mouth unerringly found its pulsing jugular. My teeth cut threw the fur and sinew as if it was no more than butter. A warm fluid seeped into my mouth and eased the burn of my throat. I drank deeply relishing the cooling effect of it. I felt my whole body start to warm slightly to the bloods temperature. I drank the cougar dry then threw its carcass off of me in disgust. I realized what I was now. What sort of monster craved the taste of blood? What kind of monster could fight a wild animal and come off not only the victor, but unscathed? I could think of only one. If I hadn't just lived through the evidence and seen it all for myself, I would never have believed it. Vampire. I was a newborn vampire.

A/N Hey readers, please, please review and give me any ideas you may have. what do you imagine happening between alice and jasper before they go to meet the cullens?