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From The Darkness

Chapter 1

August 1920

As I opened my eyes I looked around at my surroundings for what seems like the very first time. I can't seem to work it all out. To work anything out. It appears to be night out but my vision is perfect. While laying here I can observe every inch of the roof above me even thou it seems almost 100 meters long and maybe 30 meter high, I can still in the far corner a whole about 3.5 meters square had rotten away and fallen leaving a gapping gap revealing the stars in the night sky and a silhouettes of tops of some trees. It's truly amazing. It seems like I'm in a warehouse as along tops of the walls are windows, like a band but most of them are broken.

I can hear every sound for what seems like miles around. I can hear the slight breeze the tree tops, the owl hooting, a small something scurrying along the floor in the corner is hearing all this normal?

I thought about getting up slowly but found myself on my feet within half a second I'm so graceful like a gymnast or a ballerina or a.. a.. I'm not sure what. That scared me a little not knowing how I managed to move so gracefully yet fast at the same time. Who could do that? I guess I can.

In the other corner of the warehouse is a pile of broken crates and boxes. One of the boxes has been flattened and laid on the floor which I was lying on. Did I do that? Did I bring myself here? Where is here? While I tried to think back about anything about my life I gazed down and was about to nudge the box I slept on with my toe When I noticed I wasn't wearing any shoes and a dirty cotton night gown. I can't remember if I used to walk around like that but I certainly think it's horrible now, and should I be cold I am standing on a stone floor with no shoes on but I don't feel uncomfortable the slightest.

After regarding the state of my clothes I had a startling thought my hair. I raised my hands slowly praying I didn't have what looked like an out of control bird nest on my head when I noticed it. The skin on my hands and arms is a startling white and as I rubbed my arm I realised it was also as hard as stone yet as soft as silk. Like marble. Is that possible? Also I found what looked like a medical bracelet on my wrist but it only had one visible word it 'Alice' is that my name? It must be. After yet another distraction my hands finally felt my head luckily for me my hair was short so easily styled, and it doesn't feel too bad at the moment and I should know as with these rock hands I can still feel every strand with ease, I can feel how it curves round my ears and just to the tip of my neck. It feels very pixie like. I think I like it.

Even thou I'm clearly alone now I'm sure I didn't bring myself here (I would remember, wouldn't I?) and have this fear of who ever or whatever brought me here returning so thinking about leaving I look round and see a door. I wonder whether I could break it down because who ever brought me here would leave it unlocked, would they? I tip toed over to the door in fear I would step on something which could hurt me to find the rough stone flooring merely tickles my feet like a feather. As I approached the door I slowly reached the handle and slightly squeezed, oh no it completely crumbled in my hand. How did that happen? How am I going to get out now as the handles missing? With the urge to cry I lent against the door with very little force but it almost flew of it hinges. What was happening today? I can see every dent and dink in everything, my skin is as strong as marble as is the rest of me I suppose, but I still can't remembered anything that happened before I woke up.

"Why is this happening to me?" I cried only to find my voice was high wind chime tinkle, that tipped me over I fell to the floor and began to sob uncontrollably only to find the tears wouldn't come.

After several moments I allowed myself on the floor I decided I had to do something I had a burning pain in my throat which was only getting worse so I had to something about that but what?

A short, dark hair, pixie like girl plunging at a massive grizzle bear. The bear let out an ear splitting roar as she let a roar of her own out just as menacing but a high pitch wind chime like roar. She tackled the bear and bit its neck, it loud roars changed into a low moan of pain as she slowly drained it blood. As she tossed its empty carcase to one side I caught a glimpse of her perfect face all but her red eyes.

That girl, that was me. Is that what I want? Is that what I need?

I raised my head slowly and breathed a long slow breath. I could smell every scent out of there the bark on the tree the grass tickling feet, I could also smell the sweet smell I've ever smelt (I think). I found myself run towards it faster then I could ever imagine. The trees were zooming pass me but with perfect clarity. I saw insects on the tree trunks as I past. Could any of this be real? I felt so good running that I almost forgot the scent, that glorious scent I was so close.

Suddenly the trees thinned and I was in a clearing I saw a tent. I could hear the thud thud thud of two hear beats. Is this what I want, what I need?

A/N this is my first FF I'm not sure if it's any good so please review (good and bad) It always seems like bubbly Alice just slipped into being a vampire but I always thought she would have mixed emotions and that's what I've tried to show. Thank you for reading Leah