I do not own anything related to Twilight , that all belongs to Stephenie Meyer.
I am the descendent of the Versace clan, and I live in New York, New York. My name is Addison, and I might just have the cure to vampirism in my blood. My expedition was to go visit the only clan that could help me stop my addiction and possibly help me make this cure known, The Cullen's.
I arrived in Forks, Washington with nothing but my black cashmere overcoat over my white tank top and dark jeans I found by the trash can one day. The clouds were a warm blanket to this town, with no sun to shine through it, I felt safe. I drove out of town to see a very futuristic place, windows everywhere so they eyes of a killer could seek its prey and watch over it carefully. The Glass door was quite superior, so superior that I could see inside, it was almost similar to the windows. My impatient hand knocked on the door and to my surprise I saw Alice.
"Hello Addison" she paused and grabbed my hand to take me inside "I knew you were coming"
Her hair flowed out and upward giving it a punk feeling to her personality, I knew she wasn't much of a rebel at all. Alice dragged me to the kitchen where all the Cullen's were currently stationed at. The family itself was not what I pictured in my mind, they were all attractive in their own way, with no sense of hunger but for a substitute, they were happy.
"Addison welcome," Carlisle greeted, he shook my hand and we both traded smiles.
The next person to greet was very muscular, and from the looks of it, he didn't use steroids.
"Emmet" I spoke shaking his firm hand.
Suddenly I heard from a not so distant place, the sound of a young man rang in my ears. It was a conversation to which I wish I didn't hear.
"Esme, she could be dangerous, how do we know..."
"Edward, she has the cure…" a female voice pleaded. Their argument was done.
Another pale hand was held out to me, it was Jasper. He was a shy vampire; with only two words spoken, he shook my hand.
"I'm jasper…" He was later accompanied by Alice, who swiftly took him away.
As we waited for the other family members, I briefly looked around the house. As much as it was fancy on the outside, the inside was quite empty. In New York, my clan lived normal lives as they did, except with more furniture and human like accessories. Looking out the windows and further into the tree's, I spotted a black tail deer. The antler's stood bold, giving the deer a fierce and menace look. It would never outrun me, by the time his hooves were ready to run; I would be already feeding. My stomach growled and the attention was set at me, no one said a word except Emmet.
"Someone's hungry"
Edward appeared from out of the blue with the woman of the house hold, Esme. She was beautiful I must admit. She had chocolate brown wavy hair that went down to her shoulders and the most unique cheek bone structure. Edward was no different, he shared similar features. He had waves of brown hair that overlapped like the ocean shore and his eyes were golden like the gates of heaven. I shook Esme's soft hand first; It was the most feminine hand I've seen in years.
"I'm Esme, of course and this is Edward, our son" She spoke looking at me with a friendly smile
Edward kept his mouth shut and stared down at me.
"Rosalie," Mr. Carlisle spoke breaking Edward's cold stare, and then he continued "isn't here at the moment , how long are you staying"
"Possibly a week or two" I answered, he shook his head.
After the introduction, Carlisle took a sample of my blood and went to the hospital to test it. I volunteered to go and help him but he refused for me to go in a human's environment. So I waited alone in the almost hollow house while the Cullen family was doing their best to live normal lives. Jasper, Alice, Emmet, and Edward went to go find Rosalie and then from there, go to school. I always dreamed about going to school with people. Human's must miss the difference between us, call us cannibals if you'd like but some of us just want to live without violence. I saw no pitch forks and no angry mob outside their household, because if there were then I would know the whole town discovered their secret.
I stumbled upon a piano after moments of wandering around the house, the keys were fresh and I could see the sun reflecting on it. My finger's tempted to touch the piano and play a familiar melody but this wasn't mine, and I must respect that. My hands went back into the pockets of my overcoat and I wandered off into the woods. Emmet was right, I was dying for blood, where was that deer I saw earlier?
The tree's stood at least ten feet tall, giving me a sense that I was in a forest. My nostrils took in the cold air, and the smell of fresh meat. The hunt began.