Disclaimer: I don't, never did, and never will, own Twilight. Pretty sad.
Because I could not stop for Death, he kindly stopped for me; the carriage held but just our selves and immortality.
-Emily Dickinson
I wandered for days…the woods never seeming to reach an end. I was bored, I was thirsty, and even worse, it was dark.
Not that I minded the dark as much. I was fine with that. But the restless burn in my throat hurt like hell. It raged on and on and on with no intent to ever stop. How long have I been walking again? I tried to count the number of times the sun set and rose, failing miserably.
"Come on, Emily," I mumbled to myself. I was beginning to wear out. I thought vampires never got tired? When was the last time I hunted? I tried to count on my fingers, only to be rudely disrupted by my knees crumbling underneath me. "Damn it,"
I scrambled to my knees, unable to go much further. Wouldn't there be a hiker, or something? Or a nearby town. Either one would do. I just need to be able to go a little further…
I heard the rushing of wind. An animal? No, it was too fast. I gasped as the realization hit me like a missile.
A vampire. Another one, just like me. At first I was excited, happy to find someone who can help me. Then, I was scared. What if they were bad? Hostile? What if they claimed this wood as "their turf?"
Instinctively, I hid in the crevice between two trees. Their leaves were long enough to shield me, and I was small enough to fit between them. I held my breath, waiting for the threat to pass.
I stood dead still as tense murmurs filled the space around me. Did they already know I was here? Their conversation sounded like they had.
"Carlisle?" A low, tense voice asked. A pause. "I know. I can hear her."
What? They could hear me? I thought. I stopped and checked. I could barely hear myself.
The littlest gleam of light poured in, as the leaves were pulled aside.
End scene! My first Fanfic! Tell me what you think so far!!