A/N: This is not a one shot, I like to get more invested in a story. I haven't figured out how often I intend on updating this story yet. I think I'll work on this story while I wait for the asked reviews for my other story Apocalypse: The Dying Sun which I suggest you take a look at. Anyways... I hope you like this new story... Please Read and Review!
Disclaimer: Although I own the book set, and preordered Breaking Dawn, I do not own the rights to Twilight. Stephanie Meyer does. We shall bow in her presence...
I had been wandering the streets for as long as I could remember, the earliest memory I could recall was one of the visions
I so often get. It was distinct from any of the others I've had since, I can't explain how it was different, I have considered
the idea, that it may have been my first vision, that that alone left it distorted from what I have come to expect now. That
would be a plausible answer, but when did becoming a vampire who had visions of the future become a plausible thing? A
question you'd think I'd ask, being able to see the future: Is our future enviable? Do we have any say in who we'll become,
and what will become of the people (or vampires) around us? Are our choices already made? Etched in the stones of time? I
have considered that theory too. My findings? No, we make our own future. Our choices, our decisions... there ours. No one
else's. How we make them, that's what has a say in what we become. We have a say in others lives, but once again... it is
their lives, their choices, their consequences to face. We make our future.
How I've come across to these conclusions? The same reason I asked the questions. My power. My power is a funny thing,
I can see the future when someone makes their choice, if they change their mind, they change their future, and I see now
easily we influence the future and others around us. I've had visions of the people I pass on the streets, of what fortunes
and failures lay ahead for them. I dismiss these visions, for ones more preferable, of the blonde haired boy who starred in
my first vision. I've learned his name is Jasper, and he has a very indecisive mind, so indecisive I've spent every hour of
everyday looking for him. First I will have an idea where it is we'll meet, then he'll change his mind, and head somewhere
else. I'm forced to change direction as much as he does. I have never spoken to him, but he is my sun and my sky, he is my
thing to look forward to in the dead of night. I can't go outside most days. Any days when the sun it out that is, no I will
not burn. My skin does the most peculiar thing, it sparkles like little diamonds. At night I turn my arm around under limited
light, my skin is hard like rock, it does not sparkle at night. It reminds me of the rocks near the ocean. At night you don't
see what is clear during day, when the sunrises you will see the sparkling effect, much the same as my skin. I have turned
those rocks around and around some nights it's always the same. I peek at the light during day, my skin is always the
same.
Although, I have had many visions that will change and never occur, I know that my very first will come true one day. It
won't occur on it's own, I need to make it true. He is the key to unlocking who I am, I've recognized that I may never
remember who I was before I became what I am now. Before I thirsted for blood. The vision has given me a purpose, it has
helped me stay strong, to resist the thirst. I have passed many other vampires all who gave in to their instincts, who killed
to grant themselves a fuller life. I too, have tasted another's blood. I tried to resist the urge, many others had tried to
starve themselves, with no success, but that wasn't what I was doing. I had no intention of killing myself; so far I hadn't
heard of any of us dying. I just didn't want to kill, to take another's life, cause them pain, to temporarily ease my own. I
starved myself for week. I've learned that the urge only increases the longer you withstand. I lost control, I cornered a man
in an alley, draining him dry. I not only killed him, but two by standers witnessing the act. They tried to run, but they
couldn't out run me. That is when I learned of my inhuman speed, already knowing my strength I silenced them before they
could call for help. I agonized for days, wanting to starve myself again, but not wanting to repeat my acts. Although, still
resenting myself for the pain I caused those three that night, I've been forced to accept it. I haven't accepted it in the way
most others have, not embracing it as a gift, but as an inevitability. I only kill when I have too, usually people I've already
seen die in my visions. Still having to settle on someone who had a life to live most nights.
I was getting closer to Jasper everyday, I was thankful for the constant rain this week, granting me travel during day as
well as night. He was only a few miles away now. I was certain I was getting closer when I caught his scent, I had never
smelt him before, but it was almost a familiar scent. I knew it had to be him. I ran following the trail. The faster I ran and
the closer I got the more pronounced the smell got. My running came to a stop as I turned a corner and spotted him. I
jumped back behind the corner, barely peeking round to watch him. He was walking in the other direction, his steps didn't
appear to have much power or importance behind them, it gave him the feeling of wandering to him. I followed him a while
keeping a distance. When I got a good look at his face, it looked lifeless compared to how I had first seen it. He had dark
circles under his eyes, the circles that occurred with great thirst. He looked like he had given up on life, my visions hadn't
changed, because he lost the care to change his mind. As I knelt behind a car watching him walk the deserted streets, I
had a sudden urge to comfort him. To wrap my arms around him and to have him confide his feelings. I watched him as my
feelings started to fully occur to me, I loved him from the moment I had that first vision. It was so distinct because it was
powered by love. Just as I began to feel overwhelmed with my feelings, he paused where he stood. He started looking
around, maybe I hadn't been careful enough, it was raining so I thought it would have been fine to get a little closer. I
must have been wrong, maybe he caught my scent. I knelt down in the street and wrapped my arms around my legs, for
once waiting for what was to come. Soon I could smell him getting closer. I lost myself in his scent, being the most
delicious I've ever smelt. His scent made my mouth begin to water, not to the point of drool, I didn't have a thirst for
him, but more a hunger to be closer, to taste not his blood but, his lips.
My thoughts were interrupted when I felt a presense in front of me. "Why are you following me?" His voice was hard.
I looked up, not lifting my chin from the tops of my knees. "Jasper?" I looked up examining his features never seeing his
face this close up. His blonde hair swaying a little in a the wind, was my sun, and his eyes were as blue as the ocean with
little a little rimming of red, but brought me back to my thoughts of the sky. I looked up from the puddle of mud I sat in, the
dirt of my earth, I looked up at my sun, my sky. What made me think he wanted to meet me? I stared up at him watching
his confused look as he tried to place me from some other life.
"Have we met?" He asked still confused, almost breathless as he knelt down in front of me bringing us at eye level.
"Hundreds of times..." I thought aloud. "You just weren't ever there" I finished and for the first time breaking our eye contact to look down.
He still looked confused but, his hard expression had left a long time ago. "I feel like I know you... Who are you?" He said this as he got to his feet, pulling me up with him.
I thought for a second trying to pull an answer from my mind, "My name is Alice. I don't know who I am, or where I came from for that matter." My confidence was refueled as I noticed his kind expression as he tried to figure me out.
He laughed. "Alice, do you have a last name?" He asked with glee, as he wrapped my arm through his, and led me through the rain.
I was thoughtful again. "Most people do... I think I did... I... I just don't know what it was..."
"Let's get you cleaned up, then you have some explaining to do..." He laughed again.
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