To Love What One Fears — Chapter One: Nightmare
AU- 160 years in the future, but I'm not creative enough to make it way different, so don't expect flying cars, 'cause you won't find them here. Also, the vamps don't sparkle, just saying.
--Lucille--
A small girl sat at the edge of a river with her father. They talked idly while they barely watched their fishing poles. They both knew there were probably no fish in the water, but old-fashioned fishing during the summer was a tradition of theirs.
The woods around them started to grow dark and they looked around wildly. The girl screamed as a woman jumped out of nowhere and attacked her father, biting into his skin. She began running down the river bank, trying to distance herself from the monster.
She screamed again as the woman jumped in front of her. The blond beast had blood running from her mouth and her dark red eyes gleamed in the downcast forest air. The girl backed away, slipping in to the flowing, ice cold water. She flailed in the water trying to keep her head above the surface. She felt a hand colder than the water pull her up by the wrist. The devil woman licked her teeth as she readied herself for her next victim.
"Now is not the time, Delilah," a cold, bodiless male voice whispered.
I shot up in my bed, screaming, the male's words ringing loudly in my head. It was just a nightmare, the same nightmare I'd been having for eight years. It was my father's death, well, murder. It happed right before my eyes, and it almost happened to me.
Vampire.
A taboo word in this house, and basically the entire town. Why? Because everyone thought I was obsessed with them. But I wasn't, I was deathly afraid of them.
Vampire.
Something that many psychologists and psychiatrists failed in trying to convince me didn't exist.
Vampire.
The creature that had killed my father. The creature I knew to be real and no one believed me. I was a freak who had been traumatized as a child because an animal of some sort attacked my father right before my eyes. That's what everyone thought. Everyone, but my brother and some of his friends, they were the only ones that believed me.
Vampire.
My worst nightmare. My nightmare that walked among us; hiding in the shadows, watching with bright red eyes, waiting to attack its next unsuspecting victim. My biggest fear that was the cause of all of my other fears. My fear of being out after dark. My fear of shadows. My fear of the dark. My fear of my dreams.
Vampire.
The thing that haunted my every night in my sleep.
My mother thinks that my nightmares are caused by all the memories that surround my here. This is the reason she has decided to relocate us after my brother leaves for college. She may not have done it if it weren't for the fact that the hospital she currently works at is helping a sister hospital on the other side of the country by providing them with newer technology in child health care. My mother offered to transfer to the sister hospital and train the doctors there about how to use the equipment and also become a pediatrician there.
There is a flaw in her plan though. The hospital she is transferring to is in Forks, Washington. Though the old fashioned, little town is perfect for my tastes, it is also the rainiest place I know of. The downcast weather is not a good thing in my opinion. I like the sun, it protects me. We live in Texas, for Pete's sake. But her mind is set so we leave in… I looked at my digital alarm clock slash calendar. 4:30 a.m., July 11, 2170. Ten days. Coeur, my brother, would be leaving in three days, and seven days after that I would be well on my way to Washington.
My door opened, and my brother's dirty blond head popped through, "Lucille? You okay? Was it that nightmare again?"
"Yeah, Coeur, it was. But I'm fine, go back to bed."
--Jasper—
(This is a year before Lucille's part)
I glared at the other vampires and the werewolf in the room. My family wanted to move. We had been staying in a secluded house in the middle of nowhere Europe for about sixty years. Yeah, that's a long time since we don't age, but there no human population for miles around here. None of them even come around here to hike or camp, but those activities are so old school now anyways.
I was happy here. I had no opportunities for remembering hurtful memories. Everywhere else we went we had either already stayed there, or it would remind me of her somehow.
Alice.
She had been my only reason to live for so long.
Alice.
My mate, my love, my existence. She was killed by a nomadic vampire around eighty years ago, right before we came here. Delilah was the name of the she vamp that killed her.
Alice.
Why am I still here? Why do I still exist? Because the Volturi are gone? Because my family wouldn't help me? No, I don't think that's it. Maybe it's because I want to go on for you. Maybe I exist in your memory. But if that's the reason, why do I not want to move to a place that will remind me of you?
Alice.
It's sadistically ironic how the only person who may be able to help me past your death is you.
Alice.
My reason-
"Jasper," Edward cut off my thoughts that he could hear, "I know how you feel, trust me, but this is a good thing."
"Why? We don't have to hide or worry here. Why do we need to be around humans?"
"It's good for some of those in our group, like Jacob, Carlisle, Renesmee, Bella; it's a good idea to stay acquainted with human contact so we don't accidentally…"
Edward stopped talking as I winced at what he was saying. I had accidentally snapped after Alice…
"Sorry, Jasper," he whispered.
"Whatever," I replied. "So where do you all want to move to?"
"Forks," Bella answered from beside Edward. "We agreed on it while you were hunting."
Great, they decided without me to force me onto the idea. "Fine, when do we leave?"
--end chapter--
So this was a short introduction chapter, but I hope those who make my day by reading and reviewing (and those who don't) liked it! I don't koow when the next chapter will be published, I have lots going on, but I'll try to make it soon.