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AN: I always felt sorry for bree and when I read the short second life of bree tanner I wanted to make up for all the pain she went through

I closed my eyes.

I feel the big vampire place his hands on the sides of my head I want to plead but there is a sudden snap as my head is twisted the darkness flows in I welcome the peace…

I open my eyes. Everything is so dim, dull, instead of the forest I am in a room I look to the sides, a hotel room? The night stand holds an empty bottle of pills on its side and a bottle of jack almost empty. my stomach cries out. I stumble to the bathroom and vomit the pills and whisky out. How? Why? I don't remember this. still dizzy I wash my face.

The whole vampire thing must have been a bad dream I sigh and look in the mirror.

A different person is looking back, tired blue eyes, strawberry blond hair… not me? A hand, my hand touches my face. I am alive? This is not my body, But whose body is it? I go into the room I find a suicide note, in the purse is a license, Brenda tucker, Maine… twenty… some money keys oh my god I sit down on the bed hard… she was committing suicide at the moment I was killed I am her now … how? I take the purse and keys and open the door there is a McDonalds near I am starving I walk towards it by the front office a woman steps out

"you ok miss?"

I nod still a little dumbfounded at the changes

"someone heard you crying last night I wanted to see that you are ok"

I smile "yea though I think I had too much to drink I am a little confused. Where is this?"

She looks at me puzzled "Bangor Maine dear"

I smile "right can I stay a day or two more after I eat I'll" she cuts me off with a wave of her hand.

"you are confused, you paid for the week"

I smile "yea right um I think I am giving up whisky it messes with my head"

"sounds like a good idea"

"see you later" I wave as i walk away.

I go to the McDonalds and order I sit and luxuriate in the burger. Full I go back to my room to inventory my life now. some money phone keys bank card a suit case of nice clothes why was she committing suicide? I read the note it tells of depression about being right all the time hearing voices and her stupid dog died "stupid girl you threw your life away over a little thing like this…" I tore the note into small bits and find myself strangely tired I lay back to sleep for the first time in almost four months…

I wake aching, nothing like a few months ago but god it hurts. I take a shower and dress as I walk to the restaurant I pass people they smell good like they did when I was bree the coffee and breakfast sit heavily on my stomach not filling the need… I feel clammy I get back to the room in time to vomit up breakfast the chills and pain are ramping up I climb into bed and wrap myself up to sleep some more.

I wake clear headed feeling great… but thirsty I go into the bathroom to splash water on my face when I look in the mirror I am shocked blood red eyes, skin glittering in the reflected sunlight… my shoulders sag "I am the monster again…" I cry tearlessly "what can I do?" the mirror answers "those yellow eyes seemed to know how to not be monsters" I stumble back against the wall "did you say something?" silence, am I going mad? "I don't want to eat people anymore" "what else has blood… animals? then eat animals" I stare at the reflection and touch the glass opening the medicine cabinet it is empty "what next?" "drive through Canada hunt and make your way to Washington" I am going mad my reflection is giving me advice. I sit on the commode and think "at least it is good advice" I can get use to drinking animal blood and learn control… but driving I don't know how to drive. I sigh "well at least it is interesting" I look through the wallet if I am to be Brenda I should know her I look through her pictures license and bank card lets see if there is any money in it looking through her um my wallet I find my pin number I memorize the number of my social security card then practice the signature from the license it is surprisingly easy.

I pack and get ready when it is dark I open the door and push the button on my key fob the mustang in front of me beeps "cool" I put the bags in the back and sit in the car "um what's next?" I start the car "gas, break, gear um reverse" I back slowly then pull out "not as hard as I thought" I drive out of town I find a section of forest and park. I run in to the woods "how will I find something to eat" nothing "I guess the motel was just my cheese slipping off the cracker" I find a stream and look down at it "follow the stream and let your instincts take over" I stumble back I laugh a sort of crazy laugh and sit on a log "guess I am crazy" I follow the stream back up to a pool and wait soon a large deer shows up I let myself go and pounce his blood while not as good as human cools my thirst over the next two hours I take a small bear and a wolf full and satisfied I track back to my car my clothes are dirty and blood stained so I change and get back in the car "feel better?" the image in the mirror asks I nod "since I am crazy I might as well enjoy it" I drive into the next town and since it is over cast I go into a branch of the bank Brenda had her money in I ask a teller to check my balance I slide my card through the machine and enter the pin she tells me I have over twenty thousand…"cool"

The next month I stay away from people only venturing into town to get supplies after I fed

By fall I am halfway across Canada my eyes are almost amber and I can tolerate being near people even after not feeding for a few days I meet other vampires mostly they consider my diet odd but tolerate me the short days and long nights of winter near the artic circle is easier to deal with by November I take a job as an experiment I work nights in a convenience store it takes me just an hour at vamperic speed to do the necessary chores after a month I move on and make It to Vancouver

It has been nearly a year but I try to find fred but he is no where to be found "one day fred I'll find you we have much to talk about"

I sit in my hotel room with a map to try to pinpoint the yellow eyes Carlisle, esme the others maybe they can explain things to me I mark the map "Port Angeles the Makita reservation, Beaver, LaPush, Forks… they must live in one of them I'll cross tomorrow and start scouting"

The morning is overcast I check my bank account still good over fifteen thousand I take a thousand out and convert it to American dollars then in the late afternoon book a ferry berth and ride to port Angeles I need to stay away from Seattle

It takes three days to search the city while there is the lightest scent of vampires it is only faintest touch driving towards Beaver I see a woman drive she is familiar but I see her for a second "is she one of them?" I pull over in beaver "I'll never spot them from here"

"you shouldn't go that way" the voice in my head says

I pick up the scent of us and follow into the woods ignoring the voice as I run into the medow there is four vampires…. Red eyes robes "oh crap"

"who are you?"

"um bree…"

"bree? Names familiar"

the tall cloaked figure rumbles "jane we killed a bree earlier this year when the cullens had the run in with the newborn army"

I look closely "jane and you must be felix… why did you set up the cullens with us!"

"jane she knows too much"

"yes would that we could spend the time to find out how" she waves her hand dismissively "kill her"

the big man grabs my head and twists I feel the bones separate as blackness falls

An2: Please review do I keep going? And if there is someone out there that would like to beta me (my spelling is usually good it is punctuation and formatting I have trouble with) please let me know.