I'm back! It's been a long while since my last story (4 years, whoops!) But I'm back now with a brand new idea and a brand new journey to take you all on. I'm very excited for this one, I think it's gonna be fun :) So without further ado, please enjoy! Don't forget to favourite and review!
Bella Swan's Point of View
I couldn't tell you how long I'd ran for. Days. Weeks. Months. Time all blurred into one, become nothing as I tried to escape, to hide. Being a human in a vampire-run world meant I'd been dealt the tougher hand.
Our world was no longer our own, vampires had emerged from underground, their secret out in the open. And with that admission came the conquering of a life I once knew. Long gone were the days of normalcy, going to school, seeing my friends. That life was a thing of the past. Soon we became the hunted, the hidden, the ones with the secret. To be human was to now be in danger.
Vampires ruled and they wanted us to bow to them.
And vampires were a threat.
They did a number of things to you when they found you. The weak, the disabled, the useless, they were put immediately to death. They were not deemed worthy to keep around. Sometimes they drank from them, sucking them dry till no blood or life remained. But sometimes they played with them, tortured them for sport. It was the worst way to go.
Sometimes they put you to work, cleaning, tending to things, helping the vampires build their kingdoms. You were free labour to them, working you till, in the end, you gave up living.
But if your life-source smelt good, if you were visually pleasing, if they took pity upon you, they made you a Blood Slave… they made you a constant source of dinner and sex. This may have seemed a harsh way of life, but by constantly giving your blood to the vampire who chose you, were not made to work. You had a home, food, shelter a bed. It was the best and safest option out of them all, the best way to live longer. It was the best of a bad situation.
But there were still those of us in hiding, still those of us the vampires hadn't got hold of yet. We were survivors and we would continue to survive as long as we could.
And that's what I was, a survivor.
"Bella?"
I turned round and smiled at my mother, all wrapped up in a blanket. The concrete floor may have been hard and cold, but the blanket made it a bit more homely and warm. The abandoned train station waiting room we'd been calling home for the last 3 weeks was the best we could manage right now. She looked tired.
"You need more sleep, mom," I said. "You look exhausted."
"I'm always tired these days, sweetheart," she replied. We'd been driven from our home 4 months ago. Mom hadn't been the same since.
"Even so, you need to rest. I'm gonna go on a search later, food is running low," I sighed. It was true, we had finished the last of the dried pasta we had the night before.
"I hate when you go out there…" My mother sighed in sadness. I did too. Every second out there was a second closer to danger, a second closer to one of them catching you.
"We need to eat," I said.
"Rather die at our own hands than theirs…" she mumbled. My mother, ever the optimist.
I smiled. "Come on, things aren't that bad."
She looked around the derelict waiting room then back to me. "Sure they aren't."
I stood up and walked over to her. I bent down and kissed her head. "At least they haven't gotten us yet." I grabbed my empty rucksack. "I'll be home before you know it. Try to rest."
"Be careful, Bella. I've already lost your father, I wont lose you too."
I sighed. She was right, we hadn't seen dad in months. We didn't even know if he was dead or alive.
"I'll be home by the time you wake up. I love you." I kissed her head again and headed out.
The sun was low in the sky, the sky turning orange as it set, a gentle breeze blowing my brown hair around my shoulders. Id always loved this time of day, twilight. But my main focus now was the task at hand.
I knew the key to this was speed and time. Try every known building for a scrap of food then get back to the train station. I had to be swift, I had to be quick.
The train station shop provided some help, a few bags of chips, a couple chocolate bars. As did a close by pharmacy. I managed to get some energy bars and pain meds. Always handy. Turning on the taps in the pharmacy bathroom, I filled a few empty bottles with water. Packing up my bag, happy with what I had, I turned to get back to my mom.
"Well what do we have here?"
I gasped, dropping the bag. It fell, landing on the floor with a thud. Between myself and the door stood two of them, a smirk on the first one's fast, the other bearing its fangs.
Vampires.
"Isn't she a pretty little one, Felix?" one said.
"A beauty indeed, Demetri," the other replied.
I swallowed, my feet trembling in my boots, my hands balling into fists. I could feel my nails digging into my palms. I'd seen vampires before, but never this close. Their porcelain skins, their bright red eyes. They looked like they'd just come right out of a horror movie. Only this was real life…
I blinked a few times, trying to remain calm, determined to not show weakness in front of them.
"I think Lord Aro would like this one," the one named Felix said.
"Agreed," Demetri replied. And before I had time to blink, he was behind me, his hands grasping mine in an iron-like grip that I would never escape from. I tried to scream but the other covered my mouth with his hand.
"Yes, you'll do nicely," Felix smirked. They moved at lightening speed, one of them throwing me over his shoulder. They ran from the pharmacy, ran from the street, ran from the town.
And like that, we were gone…
