Gorgeous Nightmare

Summary: When a monster youngling reaches the age of 15 they are put into a school specifically designed for a variety of creatures within the paranormal world, but there is a war for power in this world, and the same has taken over in the school. Edward is a blood-thirsty Vampire who unknowingly falls for a half-breed, but is it lust or love?

I do not own Twilight, or any of the characters or themes that may have been previously used in the Twilight Saga. All of these belong to the original author Stephanie Meyer.


Chapter One: The Pure-Blooded

EPOV

Hundreds of various coloured and shaped eyes gazed at me, corridor after corridor. Some lips whispered, some of them merely gasped. The skin of those weaker younglings around me paled at the scent of me, and my throat burned, I was blood-thirsty. I could reflect my eyes through some of the creatures I passed, my own being a blood red. They wouldn't settle until I got back to my dorm and had a small sample of the blood Esme had posted to me. I got one once a month, it was barely enough but it would do.

Jasper, one of the fellow Vampires I had befriended at this school, nudged my elbow and winked at me. He was tall and lean, with a strong jaw and a straight nose. He had curly blonde locks that touched his shoulders and bounced with every stride. His large hands were tucked into his pockets coolly as we rounded the next corridor, receiving stares from every angle.

Being Vampires, we had quite the reputation here. We were one of the strongest, most feared and destructive 'mythical' creatures here. Humans didn't know of our existence other than the writing of a book or the portraying of them in films. Their descriptions, which varied occasionally, were slightly alike but not completely.

The lies: Vampires didn't have reflections; we were weakened by Holy Water, garlic and crucifixes. We burn and die in the sunlight thus only come out at night and we feed off of human blood.

All of those were wrong. We did have reflections, the only thing that weakened us was the lack of blood we consumed, the sunlight barely harmed us – we were only slightly more sensitive to it. We can roam in the day at any time, and we can feed off some animal blood, but if drinking from a human only a virgin's blood would satisfy us completely.

My name was Edward Cullen, which was well known among the students new and old here. I was famous for my dad, Carlisle, being one of the only few remaining Elves alive, the rest had gone near enough extinct from fighting in wars and being slaughtered by other creatures for food or magic.

Yet, there was a bit of a disappointment because rather than taking after him, I took after my Vampire mother Esme. I was a pure bred Vampire, and if it weren't for the DNA samples Carlisle would never believe I was his son. The same phenomenon happened again with my younger sister Alice, only she was pure Elf. This caused celebrations among our world when she was born and pronounced fully Elf, and she loved all the attention.

However, around me not only was I well known but I was feared for a reputation I didn't create. I was rumoured to be an angry, ruthless and evil Vampire seeking only power. The last part of power was correct, but only because I was sick of the disrespectful attitude of some people in this world. Everyone fighting to be the best monster – but I was in a school where that behaviour wasn't abnormal.

Daily there were fights for power, territory and even mates. But I didn't choose to come here, it's the law. The school is specifically designed for us monsters as our forms change during our last two-three years of adolescence. Our bodies will change a lot; we'll develop an entire different personality and grow into our true self. Near enough, it's the monster equivalent of puberty.

"I take it you're not going to submit yourself to find a suitable host, Edward," Jasper broke the silence between us, while people around attempted to listen in. Unless Vampires, they could barely understand us. The creatures around us were the less intimidating ones such as Faeries, inexperienced shifters, Elves and some mages.

The advanced creatures were possibly dominating the yard on this sunny day, so the weaker ones hid out here. Jasper and I just didn't get involved; we separated ourselves from everyone except us two. We weren't scared; we could pretty much handle an aroused Succubus or a jealous Incubus before they placed their twiddling hands on us. We could fend off a few Werewolves and maybe even a demon or two. The only people we wanted to avoid were the other Vampires, thankfully there weren't many this year, however we didn't fancy getting involved with a coven-in-the-make or pissing them off, so we kept to ourselves.

"Jasper, I can barely smell any suitable hosts," I grumbled. It was true. A Vampire could detect if a creature was a virgin by the smell of their pure blood and well, so far the only virgins I came across were the weak, youngling males. A host would be a long-term thing while we were here. We would suck their blood, but not kill them... nor would we change them. Not that the last was possible, we couldn't change someone until both the persons were the age of eighteen.

"I'm aware of that, thank you very much," Jasper wrinkled his nose, and then sighed. "I could do with a vial of my own stash right now. Are you coming?"

I shook my head. Jasper was my friend; I didn't want to steal his own brand of blood, when I had some of my own. There was no need to scrounge when I had pride. It was a natural thing for me not to show weakness. "You go on ahead."

"Alright," Jasper shrugged and u-turned in the direction to his dorm. I was hoping we could share a room between the two of us, but this school actually had fewer students than usual this year. Something about blood shortages and the population of our world decreasing, panic had arisen but I wasn't scared. If left unharmed, I could live forever.

Suddenly, I felt the presence of a soft, warm and gentle body collide with my stone-hard and pale one. She cried out in pain as her head collided with my shoulder as she fell and two girls standing to my right laughed, and I noticed that the curly brunette's foot stood out in the path of the young girl who had bashed into me. I clamped my mouth shut and glared at the two, who stopped their laughing immediately.

I looked down at the young girl on the floor, who was on her side picking up a few books that had fell out of her bag after her fall. Her long, mahogany hair covered her pale skin, so pale I wondered if she was a Vampire. I took a deep inhale and almost instantly regretted it as her fresh and pure fragrence clouded my mind. She smelled of chocolate, honey and lavender all rolled into one. Her scent reminded me of the fresh smell of spring and refreshed me like the wind on a hot summer's day. She was pure-blooded.

"Bella," Her witchling friend gasped.

Bella... The name practically rolled off of my tongue in a manner I didn't mean to make it sound seductive, but she didn't hear as it was under my breath. I was pretty sure if she did; she would've either run for life or froze up. Her blood would've cried out to me, if it didn't enough already.

She shyly peeped up at me after picking up the last of her book, and her beautiful doe eyes struck me. "I'm so sorry, sir! I... I didn't mean to bump into you."

"I know," I said in a stern voice, looking up at the two girls still standing there, eying me over and licking their lips. However, their scent reminded me of the sea... one I wasn't much for; too salty for my liking. "Mermaids... act out on their emotions so abruptly. They'd much rather get you into trouble with a Vampire than to sort you out their self." The girls gasped as I revealed their form and my own; if it wasn't noticeable enough already hearing a Vampire say it out loud chilled them to the bone.

"I... I apologise," Youngling Bella gasped out, her heart racing and her voice stammering. She reminded me of a frozen deer in headlights as she didn't pick herself up from the floor.

"Stop it," I said, a little bit too sternly so I softened my voice. "Let me help you." I reached a hand down to her, but she didn't take it. I smiled crookedly at her and winked. "I won't bite unless you ask."

"Oh," she squeaked, but took my hand anyway. I pulled her up gently, which was easy considering she was extremely light. It was like lifting up a feather. "Thank you."

"You're welcome, Bella..." I breathed as I eyed her. I didn't know what creature she was, as she smelled human. No human could be in this school though; they wouldn't survive the journey from the human world to the paranormal. She was truly beautiful, as beautiful as a Succubus, however she couldn't possibly be that as she wasn't fully developed, and her scent didn't practically drip of arousal and sexual desire. She was much too innocent for a Temptress. She had long mahogany, gentle curls, big doe eyes and full pink lips. Her skin was as pale as mine, maybe more so, and when she was standing I acknowledged how small she was, she was at least a foot smaller than me and I was 6 ft 2.

"Um, I better go..." She hummed, and her soft, melodic voice pulled me out of my staring. I gazed into her eyes for a moment before dropping her hand that I had been holding. I nodded and continued my walk down the corridor to my dorm. I ensured that the Mermaids received my coldest glare, as now I felt myself needing to take a vial of blood to get the scent of Bella out of my mind.

The rest of the day I spent thinking of the doe-eyed beauty, though I couldn't exactly understand why. As my cold lips wrapped around the tip of the fragile, glass bottle I imagined it was Bella's pulse I sucked the juicy redness from. I imagine my arms holding her thin waist as she slumps over, sighing heavily as I take the virgin blood from her body, her pureness tingles my throat with a satisfying taste that reminded me of her wonderful fragrance. She was heavenly, and I didn't even know her.

"You're smitten," A familiar voice chuckled from my dorm door. I removed the now empty vile from my mouth, unaware I had finished the entire thing. It was meant to last me another two weeks.

"And what makes you say that?" I asked Jasper, and he shook his head and grinned, his blonde shoulder-length locks bouncing side to side, and his pure white teeth and small two razor sharp fangs showed up in his smile.

"Edward, you seem to forget I can sense emotions, and that little stunt that those Mermaids pulled on the youngling girl has rumoured throughout the majority of this school already. It practically flamed itself up like a forest fire, brother."

I sighed and dragged a hand through my hair. "Listen, I'm not smitten with some little girl. I was just trying to be nice, as she seemed to be receiving a hard time. It was like stepping on a helpless kitten, are you really going to kick it over rather than put it back on its feet again?"

"My, my Edward, you're becoming soft," Jasper practically hooted and he extended a pointed finger at me while grinning like a cat that caught the canary. "You compared her situation for a kitten, for God's sake. Since when did you consider a kitten's welfare?"

I growled at him and practically flung myself off the edge of my bed that I had been perched on. "It was more of a metaphor describing Bella's situation, Jasper. I intend you keep your high-hopes on the down-low, as I'd hate to put a downer on this little fantasy situation of yours but I do not intend to be smitten with a girl. I'm not a love-struck teenager and never will be. I'm a pure bred Vampire, I drink a creature's blood to satisfy my never-ending thirst, and you should know this yourself as I could've sworn you were a Vampire, not a love coach. I will never be smitten." I had been emphasising the words with not only my harsh, growly tone... but with a snarl of my razor fangs. "If you want to copulate with a young girl or however many you wish, be my guest. Just don't get me caught up in your twisted game."

"Edward," Jasper sighs heavily, placing his stone hand on my shoulder as if it would calm me down. I resisted yanking myself away from his touch, as that would only make me appear childish and unreasonable. "You act as if Vampires are invincible, and maybe in some aspects we are. I can tell you're attracted to the girl, but you don't need to act like a Saint committing a sin about it. It's natural, even for Vampires. Her scent attracts you, I can feel it. I can sense the craving you craze after not only her blood, but the girl herself." He removed his hand and stepped away, bowing his head in a sign of respect. "I'll leave you alone and I apologise for disrupting you. But Edward..."

I had begun to walk back to my spot on the bed, but as Jasper paused mid-talking, I turned my head to look at him to see he was half-way out of the door. "Yes?"

"I never mentioned the word love," He grinned the word, and all I could do was stand there with an expression that resembled a shocked goldfish. Jasper left, shutting the door behind him and I heard his faint steady stride echo down the corridors of the dorms as well as the faint mumble of voices in the opposite rooms.

The hell did he mean by that?

I wasn't in love, for God's sake. For one, I was a Vampire. My mother Esme hated Carlisle with a fire as hot as the pits of hell when they first met, she had many battles with him... it was only up until one point where she almost killed him in a battle, but he repeatedly refused to fight her. No matter what she hit him with, he didn't fight back but nor did he stand down. She admired his bravery, but by then he was close to unconsciousness. She carried him to her home and nursed him better, and she began to fall for him. I often thought it was just her guilty conscious, but Esme scolds me whenever I mention it aloud. I didn't believe a Vampire could love.

The only obsession I had with the girl was her scent, and that was all. All I wanted in my soon-to-be-fully-immortal life was to have my ice lips caressing the heated and flushed flesh of her neck. That was all I wanted from her. While here, I would prove Vampires were not to be messed with, that we were the true rulers like I had always thought. When I turn eighteen, I could leave here and find a mate. Once mated, I would stop the aging process and freeze into an indestructible Vampire form. I would then travel the world alone, or maybe take Jasper or youngling Alice when she was ready, like I had planned when a youngling myself. That was all I wanted in this immortal life, and it was enough for me.

But there was that one little bit of doubt that screamed to me from the blackest part of my mind, and the question that repeated itself every second was is that enough?


A/N: Hey guys, this is my second chance at a Twilight fic only my previous one did not turn out as good as I thought it was. Sadly, I scrapped the entire idea and devoted myself to a fresh start and this is the outcome.

If you like it please let me know what you think by dropping me a review – it would mean so much more to me to here your full opinions. With each review, favourite and whatnot I get more inspiration to write. Don't worry, I know there are a lot of blanks in this story so far but as it progresses, if it does that is, I will fill in those blanks as the plot thickens. Thank you!

~ PandaSket