Prolouge- Lost Or So I Thought

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My heart was helplessly racing, beating hard, pushing roughly against my ribcage, as my legs move as fast as they can possibly carry me. They only sound that had found its way to my ears was my clumsy feet recklessly pounding the dark, wet forest floor; the crunching of leafs and branches, fallen from seasons past, which were in my aimless path.

-Running-

The fear was washing over every inch of me.

I ran as far as I possibly could, until exhaustion had taken my body into its inescapable prison. I dropped were I was.

My body gave in quickly. It didn't care if I was in danger. It just shut down. It was like my mind and my body were operating as two separate beings. My mind was screaming with fear as my body pleaded for silence. Sleep over took me, the whole world turned black.

I woke up, surprised at how comfortable I was. 'Where am I?'There was a white feathery like blanket covering from my shoulders down. How in the hell did I get in a bed, I knew last night couldn't have been a dream. This may have been a bed but it wasn't mine, or any I was familiar with.

I sat up making my first move. Big mistake.

My head screamed at me inside, giving an internal groan as I lifted it. I felt like I'd fallen down a large flight of stairs. I should know what that feels like, I have experienced that. This felt pretty similar, but nothing was broken as far as I could tell, I just ached all over. My head throbbed again. "Owww." I said quietly. When I stood, or attempted at least, up I fell straight back on the bed. My legs where so stiff. Like they would be if I stayed in one position for a number of hours. The 'plop' on the bed was pretty loud, it startled me, then I just gave up trying to move and shut my eyes in frustration.

"Hello."

I jumped up soon regretting it, that really hurt. The voice was silk, musical slightly. My eyes widened as I examined the person who had spoken. She was an average height, a very small build, her face, her hair and her slight smirk reminded me somewhat of a pixie, deathly beautiful. But what made my stomach churn was the pale skin, the dark bruise like circles under eyes, the un-human grace. She was, I kid not, a vampire. A monster.

"I'm sorry, did I startle you?" She asked pleasantly apologetic.

I glared at her in response. She had no idea the cautiousness was unnecessary. She controlled her speed, fidgeted, blinked. All things humans did unconsciously.

She suddenly stared off into space and her face went blank. Then it was over in a flash she stared back at me.

"EDWARD! JASPER! CARLISLE!.... OH JUST ALL COME IN HERE!" Even her shout was musical, I was still surprised at the human impossibilities the vampires performed.

In the next instant six, slightly alarmed, vampires filed into the room. The first was an older, maybe 23 or 24, male vampire, with blond hair and a lovely face, walked in. Following close behind was a vampire in her mid twenties, she had a stunning heart-shaped face and was slightly taller than the the one who called them. Shortly after was a tall, blond vampire; she was very... airbrush looking, unreal, easily the most beautiful. Holding her hand was a male vampire who had bands of muscle artfully twisted around his bulky yet handsome form. The next quickly, gracefully, glided toward his caller and put his arm around her waist, she glanced up at the tall male vampire with messy blond hair.

The last to enter, the now seemingly small room, was an amazingly gorgeous male vampire, I now realized I was mistaken, he was the most beautiful. What surprised me though was the protective stance he took in front of me. What was I to him, I wondered. Why on earth was he taking that stance.

"Edward?" Questioned the heart-shaped face woman.

"I don't know, Esme." The one in front of me answered. "I can't hear anything. It's like she is not there."

"Are you Aro's girl?" The one standing near the one called Esme ask me in a calm voice, compared to the one called Edward.

"I belong to no one. If the question was 'Are you the girl Aro kidnapped because of her strange head, and tacked on the name daughter?' The answer would be yes." I said with an acidic tone. I hate when people call me 'his'.

"Sorry for the mistake." He turned to the pixie like one and began to talk to her. "Alice?"

"Yes Carlisle?" She answered.

"What do you see?"

"She wants to be an immortal, but not a killer. She ran away to find us. She doesn't know it is us yet. Aro told her all of his favorite stories. Your story was among them." Alice knew so many things I never spoke to her... She must be the Phsycic. "She wants the us to change her. She wants to be a Cullen."

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