Disclaimer: I'm only gonna say this once, Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight and all the Twilight characters.
100 Years Later
"You don't want me?"
"No."
Those were the that haunted me as I searched. But what am I searching for? There's nothing here. Nothing but never ending darkness. Nothing at all.
I woke up shrieking again. My heart was still racing and my breathing was still fast as turned my face to my alarm clock. It read 1:30am. I groaned while I sat up indian-style and moved my arms tightly around my chest to hold my pieces together.
"Will this nightmare ever end?"
The hole in my chest flared agonizingly and the pained rippled relentlessly through my body. Silent tears streamed down my face.
Charlie's soft snore drifted from his room letting me know that my screams hadn't waken him. That small amount of knowledge gave me some relief.
My eyes wondered to the window and the forest out side.
"Don't go into the woods alone."
"Why?"
"I'm not always the most dangerous thing out there. Lets leave it at that."
I shook with the pain of the memory but hope flooded through me. Quickly I searched for my boots and jacket finding them easily in my closet. Then pulled my hair into a pony tail to expose my neck and release as much of the tempting, sweet smell of my blood as possible. Not bothering to change out of my holey pajama sweats I threw on my jacket and stepped into my boots.
Getting down stairs was tricky. I had to place my weight just right on the stairs so that they wouldn't creak. Then I quietly unlocked the door and tip toed into the night.
Standing at the edge of the forest, arms wrapped around my chest, I hoped that tonight would end the pain. With that desire I started my hike.
After a few hours in the dark I heard the sounds of foot steps behind me. I stopped and turned around. There was no one. I stood there for a second and debated. I was sure there was somebody behind me.
"Hello?" I whispered only to get no answer. "Well if you're there I really don't care if you kill me." I stated.
When I turned back around to continue my hike she was there.
"Victoria." I smiled. "Long time, no see. What brings you here?"
"You always where a weird little human. I've been looking for you." She smiled menacingly.
I grinned cocking my head to the side giving her a better target. Not that she seemed like the type of person that needed a good target, or any target at all for that matter. She was a killer, she would kill me without my help.
She chuckled evilly and then she was on top of me, me still smiling. Victoria then leaned down and let her teeth graze my neck to find the place she wanted to bite me. After about two seconds of searching her teeth sliced deep in to my skin and fire seeped into my blood.
Next thing I knew was that she was gone and a huge wolf was laying at my side, watching me.
After I noticed that, I no longer cared. Fire coursed through me and it took all my effort and strength not to scream.
3 Days Later
I sigh the physical pain is gone but not the emotional. I knew I was not a vampire, what I did not know was why. Why didn't Victoria kill me? Why didn't she end this? And what is that smell? It smells like something died.
I open my eyes to face three huge, nasty smelling wolves. I sat up and they stepped back wary. I stared at them curiously. How did they get so big? They were huge, like horses with long fur and sharp teeth.
The biggest one, the black one, ran off into the trees while the other two just stood there and watched me. A few seconds later a man came towards me from the direction the first wolf went. He went to stand in between the two remaining wolves.
"Bella," how did he know my name? "do you know what happened to you?"
"Yes." Of course.
"Then you know what you are?" Ok, this is weird. This guy, whom I have never met, knows my name, what I am, and has three huge, pet horse-wolves.
"Yes." I am honestly starting to get a little freaked out.
"Ok, good. Do you know what we are?"
"Should I?"
He chuckled "My name is Sam and I am the alpha of the Quileute werewolves." Did he just say werewolves? I must have looked confused because after a second he went on explaining. "My pack and I protect the reservation from vampires. We found a trail that lead here and saw the red head bite you. She's dead by the way."
"Wait," I interrupted "you killed Victoria?" I was in shock and aw.
"Yes, Paul and I, Jared kept an eye on you." My head was spinning. After a minuet of staring at each other he spoke again. "How does your throat feel?" he questioned.
"I don't really know. A little sore I guess."
"Hmmm." Sam started talking again but I couldn't pay attention because the most enticing smell just hit me. A few yards behind the wolves a deer appeared in the trees.
Venom flowed in my mouth and my throat burned like wild fire. Quickly I looked at the pack and then back at the deer. Then I jumped up and was on the back of the deer before I even had time to think about my decision. The blood tasted wonderful and warm soothing the fire in my throat.
When I stood up I looked down at myself. Wow, that was cleaner than I expected not a drop on me.
Then I remembered the wolves and turned around. The two wolves were crouched and ready to spring while Sam looked amused and slightly disgusted. "Sorry" There wasn't much else I could do at that point.
Sam then looked thoughtful. "Do you want to be a vegetarian?"
"Yes." More that anything.
He then looked happy. "Well then I guess you can be part of the pack." The wolves looked at him shocked. "You will need some training though. Would you like that?"
For a second I wondered if it was a trick but then decided it didn't matter. "Sure." I really didn't want to be alone.
A/N: Please review and tell me if I should keep going. Sorry if its crappy its my first fanfic.
