As I lay in the dark forest the pain speading throughout my body, mainly burning my heart. I tried screaming for help and to help the pain but nothing worked, no one came and the burning continued piercing my heart. Through the tears blurring my eyes I look down at my arm where my bloody bite mark was. A low growl came from the back of my throat as I thought of the memory of him, ruining my life. I placed him head back on the tree trunk and screamed some more

a day earlier*

I walked down the dark silent street with one earphone in and my favourite playlist blasting in my ear. As I came to the traffic lights, across the street, under the street lamp was a tall angular figure, with a beautiful complection. His hair was as bright as the sun and his eyes where a blood red colour. Just as we started to walk he suddenly vanished. I looked all around me when I was dragged back to the wall behind me. His sharp nails dug into my throat as I drangled against the brick wall.

I flapped my arms and legs hopefully to be let go. His face slowly tilted.

" Hello. Charlotte." He whispered in my ear.

I could feel my heart pounding out of my chest.

" W.. what do you want?" I stumbled over my words.

" Just. Some. Blood. And I really couldnt resist. You just smell, so. Appealing."

My eyes widened at his response and the tears immediately following. His cold icy hand grabbed my wrist. He stared at it with pure thirst in his eyes.

He lifted my hand high enough for me see. I couldn't take the suspense and the waiting. If he was going to kill me, do it quick and painless.

" Just hurry up and kill me then!"

He jerked his head up to stare at he in the eyes.

" I like to savour my food." His voice deep and harsh.

Slowly and carefully his eyes drifted back to my trembling hand. A smirk crossed his face as he lifted my arm to almost touch his face.

Without warning his rough tongue licked my hand and just as I was about to speak in disgust, his rasor sharp teeth pierced my skin. I yelled in agony for help but his hand held my mouth shut tight. My hand felt numb and cold as the blood dripped out of from the teeth marks.

A whoosh of air past suddenly at that moment, pushing him a couple of meters away. I dropped to my knees gasping for air and shaking from fright. I tried to stand but it was merely a wabble.

I looked over my shoulder to see 3 men and 1woman in black capes. The surrounded by attacker and I heard them whisper to the eachother.

" Shall we kill him."

"Yes. He has been causing all the attacks and people are becoming suspicious."

" What about the girl"

"She's one of us now. She's seen to much. Heard to much."

"What if she exposes our kind. She doesn't know anything about us."

"She will be fine. I've seen her thoughts. I'll keep an extra close eye on her."

After that final sentence I stumbled my way to the near by forest, trying to hold my screaming in. I looked back one last time when I got to the forest edge. The 4 mysterious people where ripping him apart and through the pieces into fire.

Present time*

Time seemed to pass slowly as my arm grew more painful. I screamed regularly hopefully for anyone to find me. I curled up in a ball mainly hoping for death at this point. I also thought of my parents. Wouldn't they have searched for me? I answered my question. I already knew the answer. No. Probably not. The only reason I wasn't in a foster home was because gran wanted me. I quickly discarded that thought. I tried sitting up to maybe get a better veiw of where I was.

The forest seemed a bit lighter now. I could hear the birds cherping in the distance. I heard a snap of a twig in the distance.

"Anyone there" My attempt at shouting sounded more like mumbling.

" Hello? Who's there?" It sounded like a boy. A teenage boy. His voice was too speaky to be older than 17 but to old to be any younger than 12.

"Here.." you could clearly hear the shaky pain in my voice. A couple of seconds past and I could finally see him. He was definitely a teenager as I suspected, but he was very small, maybe only about 5,4 - 5,8. Altogether you could sort of tell he was probably very strong. His long black hair was flowing down his forehead almost touching his eyes. his bright blue eyes stood out and really caught my attention. They were a bit mesmerizing.

Just under his chin was a long blue bandanna and his clothes were dark and casual.

I snapped out of my gaze from my arm, burning and throbbing.

I looked down at it and winced.

He was now bending down at my feet.

I looked up at him but his gaze was focused on my arm. I could see a bit of terror in his eyes though he covered it well.

He lifted my up off the ground without a word and started to walk. He kept a distance between me and his chest. Probably not wanting blood on him.

I held my eyes shut for a second and reopening them to look at my arm. I didn't really hurt anymore. I looked up at him again but yet again his eyes where fixed somewhere else.

"Where are you taking me. I didn't say you could just take me where ever."

It took him a minute to respond. But when he did it was quite short.

"Your hurt. We are going to my house."

" And where exactly is that."

"Here."

Right in front of us was a wooden cabben with 4 boys slightly older than him with their shirts off outside the house.

"Ugh. What's that awful Smell! It smells like. Like a dog who wasn't been washed in a while. Ugh."

He ignored me but gave me a warning glance.

He spoke but it was clearly not directly to me. It was directed to the other outside the house.

" Jacob! Seth! I need your help! Get Sam and the Cullens!"

The boys knodded and off they ran.

He took me inside and lay me on a rough bed.

I immediately sat up, I wasn't going to lay on someone else's bed that I didn't know.

I was pain free for a while but now there was scratching sensation in my throat. I quickly through my hands round my throat.

" What? Why are you doing that" he grabbed my hand and put it at my side.

"My throat. I feel like something is scratching inside it. Its irritating"

He quietly gulped and left the room swiftly.

He came back in minutes later but with the two boys I'd saw outside the house and another that looks similar to them but much older, and also a tall, pale looking man with forgiving eyes and blonde hair. I looked out the widow. There were 7 new people outside, all with very pale skin and topaz eyes. I looked back to the men in the room and gave them a confused frown.

The man with the pale skin spoke first.

" Hello there. I'm Carlisle Cullen. I'm here to help. I won't hurt you. What's your name?

"I'm not sick."

" Yes your right. Your not sick. "

I looked over at the first boy I met, his bright blue eyes filled with concern.

He spoke up when he realised that I wasn't going to talk.

" I found her in the woods. She was screaming her head off and her arm was bleading quite badly. She also said her throat felt like something was scratching inside it."

I looked back at Carlisle, his expression was thoughtful but not concerned.

" Ah. All normal things for a new born. "

I looked at him startled.

"A new born? Excuse me I'm 15! I'm not a new born. And I'm perfectly fine. I got bit! I'm not dying!"

He was still calm as he replied.

" Yes. Your a new born. And your not dying. Your practically classes as already dead. "

He saw the flood of emotions in my eyes and quickly added.

" Your like me.

Your a vampire now."