Ali: I'm redoing this story. Be proud!

Embry: I don't think you should be proud of that when you have so many other stories to complete.

Ali: Shut up and let me do my work!

Embry: So... Disclaimer?

Ali: What disclaimer? I already said it.

Embry: That's a lie and three quarters. Say the disclaimer.

Ali: Whatever happened to a lie and a half?

Embry: Say it.

ALi: Alright! I own nothing but the plot and Kathy.

Embry: Good! Enjoy everyone!

Prologue:

Friends Turned to Enemies

The rain poured heavily and thunder roared as lightning danced across the sky, making the two vampires seem more fierce. One had golden eyes and one had crimson. Carlisle started at the man who had light brown hair that went to his shoulders. The anger that boiled in him was unlike any he had felt before. He was growing to hate the man before him who had been a friend. Carlisle stepped forward and grabbed the man by the shirt and slammed him into a tree, breaking the fragile plant, but his mind wasn't on the tree, but on the one who had broken his trust.

"I want you out of here, never come onto my territory again otherwise I'll kill you," Carlisle growled.

"Oh, but Carlisle, my old friend, why so mean? I was only playing," the man said, his voice like silk, pleasing to the ear and if Carlisle didn't know any better he would have fallen for it. "I swear."

"Your promises mean nothing to me. You have until daybreak to get out," the Cullen warned. "I suggest you don't take this threat lightly."

THe man fixed his clothing as he got out of his ex-coven member's grasp and turned. "You will see me again Carlisle, mark my words."

Carlisle stood there, wishing with every fiber of his being that he never changed that man.

Chapter 1:

Decisions

Carlisle sat in his office at the hospital and went through the paperwork, the mass of paperwork. He could've been done with it in a matter of seconds, but he had to pass as a normal human and have it done in a few hours, a tedious thing for the vampire, but not impossible. He carried out the task until there was a knock on the door, hesitant and shy. He called for them to enter and it was Kathrine, better known as Kathy, was a long term patient. She'd been there for eleven years since she was seven. She would be turning eighteen in a few months. He felt pity rise in him, as it did every time he saw the poor girl. She couldn't ever go out and go to school or have a real life. Sure, those at the hospital would try and provide a good education for her, but there was no way that she could have a normal life. SHe had nothing else to look forward to in her life, there was no way that she could expect to get married, have children, get a decent job, none of that was available to her anymore. She was a beautiful girl, but her unidentified disease seemed make changes over the years. She used to have color to her pale skin, her hair used to be shining light brown, now (and this was most likely due to the history of her family) her hair was prematurely white, and her eyes used to be bright vibrant electric blue, but was now deep dull blue.

"Hey Dr. Cullen," she said.

Carlisle sighed. "I've told you, call me Carlisle."

"Force of habit," she apologized.

"It's alright. What're you here for?"

"I need to call my mom," she whispered hoarsely.

She knows she's going to die within a month or so, so she wants to say her goodbyes, he realized. "Go head."

He rose from his desk and backed away from his chair, holding it out for her so she could sit. She blushed at this, seeing as how no one in this day and age did that much anymore unless they were... courting per say. He leaned back and pressed his fingertips to the wall and leaned against his wrist. It was a casual thing, something that he'd most likely done as a child. He made himself shift every once in a while from one foot to another to be more human to the girl in his most likely cold chair which was now turning warm under her human body heat. He couldn't help but listen to her and her mother speaking.

"Hi Baby girl, I've been expecting your call," the mother said, happiness and worry and sadness in her voice. She knew that if her daughter was calling, that she was going to die soon. "Do you want me to come down?"

Her family lived in Seattle, and wasn't able to come over that much. The only reason she was here was because they stayed in FOrks for a short amount of time before she got sick, and since she wasn't well enough to move with the rest of the family she had to stay, getting visits from her family every once in a while.

"I'm fine, you can stay there and take care of Maria and Charlotte," Katty replied. "I just called to say I love you and will see you in a week or two."

AKA, she'll be gone by then, Carlisle translated.

"OKay hokey, we love you and miss you, stay on top of your schoolwork," her mother ordered.

Translation: I love you and will be down there in a few days and I don't want you do die stupid. He and Katty smirked at that last part. "Bye."

"Bye," her mother replied.

Katty put the phone back down and he knew that she had tears in her eyes, he knew how much it was killing her to die and make her family and new friends hurt. She had made many friends with the staff, it was sad that she was going to die, a light out of their lives. Carlisle felt a stab in his chest. There were few people in the world who gave like her, who breathed to make others happy and lived to make them smile and laugh as she did. So many enemies yet she loved them all and to some extent they loved her as well. He put a cold hand on her shoulder for comfort and squeezed to let her know he was there for her.

"Why me?" She wondered aloud.

"No one knows," Carlisle murmured. "DO you want to go lay down?"

She nodded mutely and he helped her up, leading her to her room. He wanted to do more, to understand the reason her disease was in her and what exactly it was and how to get rid of it. Alas he could do nothing to help her, only learn from her and try and find a way to cure it in his eternal life. THere was a possibility... No, his coven was already large and attracted too much attention from the Volturi. But this girl, there was something special about her that made him have to do something to keep her in this world.

Shaking his head he pushed the thought aside as he went to check on a patient.

"DR. Cullen," she called as he was halfway to the door.

He turned around and met her eyes. "Yes?"

She shook her head and sighed. "Never mind, I can't remember."

"Alright, let me know when you remember," he said, walking out of the door with a sigh.

Sadly this was one of the parts of the disease: memory loss. That along with: blood sometimes entering the lungs therefore making her cough up blood. Even Carlisle had difficulty not getting thirsty at the amount and would have to hunt a small animal during his lunch break. He rubbed his head and almost groaned at how difficult it was to process the symptoms and come up with a reasonable way that it came to be as well as the fact of how on earth they could cure it. He calmed himself and decided to get through the day, that was all he had to do.

Ali: Sorry, I've got new ideas in mind for this story... or at least how the first two chapters are gonna be. The second chapter should be reposted in a few days, so hopefully I can get it then.

Embry: Sure glad you finally got inspired.

Ali: Yep.

Both: REview please!~