A.N. I do not own Twilight Stephanie Meyer does (: I only own my OC
This is my first fanfiction please REVIEW!
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1818, New York City, New York
The smell...it smelled sweet..and sickening. She'd smelled it before in one of her training sessions with her father. It...it was the smell of vampires being burned. But why was it so close? Why was it in the house? She stirred in her bed and sat up, her door was still closed as she'd left it last night but with her vampire senses she could smell it without truoble. She threw the covers away carelessy and crept to the door, put her ear against it and listened.
She heard a man's voice, two voices just below the stairs. They were speaking in hushed tones but she heard them loud and clear, "we've checked every room."
"No we haven't," a different voice said "not that one up there." She knew exactly where he was pointing, to the room with the only door that hadn't been opened. Her Room. The one she needed to get out of. As they started walking up the stairs she sprang into ation with blinding speed. She grabbed her backpack, the one that she'd had packed since she found out what she could do. She and her parents knew they would come for her, she was prepared. She heard them outside the door and ran to her window, she took one last look at the room she would never see again and jumped. The grass outside was wet and freezing especially because of her increased body temperature. She ran across the yard to the side of the house and peered in the kitchen window from there she could see what she had known all along since the sick sweet smell had woken her up. There was a huge fire in their living room and her parents were nowhere to be found. She heard the men in her room talk again, they were pissed.
"Shit! She's not here!" The husky one said.
"The boss ain't gonna like this one bit." The other one said. She heard their retreating steps and knew she would have to save her mourning for later, she had a plane to catch. She ran from the window and into the night, guided only by her instincts and of course, the moon.
