Note: All characters and such belong to Stephenie Meyer. This is my version of what happened to Alice after she woke up.
Chapter 1: Awake
I took in a sharp intake of air. My eyes snapped open. All I saw around me was gray and green.
Though, as disoriented as I was, I saw everything with perfect clarity. The gray was the sky. I saw
every outline of every wispy cloud. The green was trees. Every vein and every discoloration, every
tiny insect, I saw perfectly as if it was two inches from my face. I was sure I could see them better
than that. Everything was beautiful. I was disoriented from all the beauty.
I felt a strange sense of relief, as if I'd been through something horrible and it was finally over. It
was a strange feeling. As if a great weight had been lifted from my body...
My body.
I was laying on the ground in a little clearing in a forest. I realized I had every muscle in my body
tensed up, and I loosened them. I sat up. As soon as I thought about sitting up, I was already up. I
had a feeling that that was strange, abnormal. The motion was so fluid, so graceful. I looked down
at myself. The first thing I noticed was what I was wearing. A sack of a dress made of rough cloth,
wrinkled and stained. At the same time I noticed my smooth, pale skin. I felt it, feeling my skin just
as I began to think about doing it. My skin was hard. Extremely smooth. I knew this was also
strange, though I didn't know why. I felt over my entire body. I noticed how small I was. When I got
to my face, I noticed my hair was very short, unruly, though I couldn't see what color it was
because it was so short. I was so pale. I knew that was strange, too.
Where was I? Who was I was a more important question. What was was even more important. I
don't remember anything before I opened my eyes. As if I didn't exist till then. Did I exist till this
moment? I didn't know the answer. If I did exist before now, how did I get here, and what happened
to me? Why can't I remember anything? I didn't know the answer for anything.
I stood up, again with the strange reflexes. It had been exactly two seconds since I'd opened my
eyes. Only then did I notice the intense, dry burn in my throat. I grabbed my throat. Reflexes took
over then. I sniffed the air. A scent that made my mouth water caught my attention. I ran towards it.
In the very back of my mind I realized I didn't just run, I practicaly flew. Oh, sure, my feet still
touched the ground(which felt extremely soft against my hard feet, by the way), but I was going at
such a speed that things should've been a complete blur(how I knew this, I don't know). I saw
everything with that same strange, perfect clarity. Every tiny plant, insect. Every grain in every trunk
of every tree I past. I knew I was in no danger of running into anything. I went fifty miles(How did I
know measurements?) in half a second. My breathing never changed, though I knew it should have
for some reason. It was completely even. I didn't feel the least bit tired, either, though I knew I
should've.
But all those thoughts were very hazy the the very back of my mind. I thought about nothing but
what I was traveling towards, and that horrible burn in my throat. I had no idea what it was, all I
knew was the I wanted it very badly. A strange fluid filled my mouth, and I swallowed it down. It
was very sweet. I throat burned intensely. I knew that whatever I was after would get rid of it. I ran
faster.
I was headed northeast. How I knew that, didn't know, it meant very little to me. All of a sudden, I
burst out of the trees. I saw what I was after.
It was a strange being. It looked almost exactly like me. But it wasn't extremely pale, hard, and
smooth. It was soft.It was also taller. Two feet, three inches, to be exact. It definetly had different
features. It's eyes were blue. It had brown hair. It was muscular, though still very soft compared to
me. It was masculine. It wore a white button down shirt, navy pants, a brown jacket, and a navy hat.
I saw veins under the thin membrane of this things skin, pumping what I wanted. That was what I
was after.
I went into a hunting crouch, about to spring...