AM: Ok, This has been in my head for awhile so I'm finally going to sit down and type it. I hope you guys like it!
The Pixie of the Dark
Chapter 1: The Vision
Summary: When Carlisle finds a girl almost dying from hypothermia, why does she seem like the little Pixie we all know and love?
A POV
I was shopping for things for my new room. Jasper and I had found the Cullens in Chicago a couple of days ago, and I needed things to make my room perfect. I was just about to put a candle on the night stand, as a last touch. We don't need light, being vampires, but it sure does finish the look I was going for. Then my eyes saw a different place, no longer the bedroom I was in but the cold Chicago forest
Vision
My sight took me to a cabin where there lived four men and a girl. The girl looked about 17 and familiar. She had a heart-shaped face and looked a bit like me, but she had longer hair down to her lower back. All the men looked like they were at least in there early twenties. The girl had just thrown a can of beer at one of the boys and started yelling. When one of them slapped her she would fight back and there was a big fight. Then I got a flash of the cold Chicago forest. There was a girl. Who looked like the same girl? With bruises and cuts and a puddle of blood around her and she was chained to a pole singing 'Swing Low, Swing Chariot'.
End Vision
Then I was back in my room, with the candle not in my hand but on the floor. There was something about that girl that drew me to her. I had to warn Carlisle before it's too late.
Carlisle POV
Esmé and I just got done hunting when we both pulled to an immediate stop. We smelt it, human blood. And then we heard someone very faintly singing.
"Esmé, I think you should go back home?" I asked my wife.
"Carlisle I'm staying with you," With more conviction in my voice.
I nodded my head in response because I already could see what Esmé saw in the distance. A small girl bloody, battered, and beaten pretty badly; crying. I knew Esmé wouldn't be able to refrain from helping her. And neither could I. We rushed up to the little girl who I wouldn't have thought was dead if it wasn't for the sing. She was on the verge of death. I knelt beside her.
"Hey, there sweetie," She jumped a little but besides that she didn't look down. "My name is Carlisle; can you tell me what happened to you and why you are like this?" She lifted her head and turned it towards a long cabin. I listened carefully and inside the cabin I heard a bunch of men. Then I looked back down at the young girl. She was only wearing lingerie; the poor girl had to be having hypothermia as well as pain from the cuts and bruises. It was then I had to make a choice, but I had to make sure she chose it too. I would not wish this cursed life on anyone.
"I have a deal for you, do you want something other than this life you have? I can give it to you, but only if you want it. It's not a wonderful life but I'm pretty sure it is better than this one."
I saw her nod and I told Esmé to hold her down as I began the process to change someone's life, and bring them back to life. As a vampire.
AN: What do you guys think? This is short but if you have read some of my others you know the first chapter is always short. This poor girl right? Who is she? please RxR.
~Candi Marie Cullen