This is the "Twilight" and "Midnight Sun" of Alice. Hope you enjoy!

ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO STEPHANIE MEYER. Some of the dialogue in this story is directly taken from "Twilight" and "Midnight Sun".

This is my first written story that I share with people. So please, review it. Thanks!

CHAPTER 1:

BLOODLUST

The sun was rising in Forks, Washington. Rosalie, my beautiful Barbie blond sister, and I disappeared in our luxurious, but fundamental, bathroom for our daily morning makeover. We both gave ourselves two hours each morning to get ready for high school. Sometimes, when in the mood, we could spend up to five hours pampering ourselves. It was a chance we had all the time in the world and that we didn't need our beauty sleep to look gorgeous. Our very nature as vampires made us strikingly good-looking. Our facial lines were smooth as marble and our skin was a perfectly shiny white cream. And our honey gold eyes, when well fed, made us look like Greek gods.

While trying on a few dozen new clothes I bought last week, I experimented to match the perfect outfit for the day, even though it was just another day at Forks High. Sometimes life seemed like a re-run, attending high school for the hundredth time. Good thing fashion changed continually. Keeping up with the new trend, and the best fashion of the year, was a full-time occupation.

When I finally chose my perfect attire for the day and picked the clothes for my two brothers Edward and Emmett as well as for my husband Jasper, I looked curiously into the future to see what good today would bring. Visions of the future always came to me naturally and I was thankful to be gifted so I could help and give back to my adopted family, who were generous enough to accept my Jasper and me as their own. I mainly used my visions to foreshadow any danger coming our way, such as dangerous vampires passing by or suspicious humans who might guess our true identity.

Vision 1: It will be raining all day, which was the norm for Forks. The bad weather of Forks was the main reason our family managed to have a somewhat normal life here. Vampires can't go out on sunny days without exposing our true identity. Unlike myth, the sun won't kill us. Our marble skin reflects the light of the sun and appears to be made out of millions of shining crystals.

Vision 2: A new girl named Isabella Swan, the chief's daughter, will start school today and will generate excitement for the other humans. That was no news either. People had been talking about this girl's arrival for the past month. Forks would most definitely be described as a boring town. A new face was rare, except the occasional hiker that stopped by. Therefore, a new resident, nonetheless the estranged daughter of our kind-hearted but solitary chief of police, was definitely considered an exciting event.

Vision 3: Ah! My latest purchase will arrive this afternoon: new ties for Carlisle, my father figure. And, most importantly, these stunning, trendy, shoes I ordered two weeks ago, shipped all the way from Italy, are also arriving today! At last, I have something to look forward to.

What I hated the most about our obligation to pretend to be human teenagers was not the repetitive motions we had to fake day after day, or the boring lectures from our teachers, but the fact that I was not allowed to wear my most precious collection of clothing for fear to attract too much curiosity from our fellow classmates. Similarly, my siblings Rosalie and Edward were not allowed to showcase their collection of luxurious cars in town. This made everything harder when preparing my outfits. The clothes obviously had to be high quality and chic as well as casual and inconspicuous.

I heard Edward and Emmett heading down the stairs. It was already time to go to school. I went back to my bedroom. Jasper, my soul mate, was sitting down on the edge of our bed, all dressed in the gorgeous new blouse I got him. His head was tilted down and he was staring at his hands, motionless. I could see his muscles flexed tightly. My poor Jasper! His constant struggle to fit into our family's lifestyle was heartbreaking. He wanted to be strong but had such a hard time controlling his vampire instincts for human blood. Our family only drank blood from animals and never hurt humans. Our unusual diet marked us as outcast in the vampire world. While other vampires had crimson eyes, ours were golden. In his life before we found each other, Jasper's instincts were his most precious assets, permitting him to survive an atrocious and deadly war in the South. Unfortunately, old scars, both physical and mental, hindered him from effectively stick to our vegetarian diet. After drinking the blood of so many humans, the withdrawal was gut wrenching. It was physically painful to deny his body what it longed for the most. The burn inside the throat was unbearable. I knew my love for him was the only strength that kept him from killing our classmates. I kneeled down across from him, taking his perfectly shaped hands in mine. I looked up at him and tighten my hold of his hands. Finally, his gaze met mine. We looked into each other's eyes in silence, communicating our love for each other. I kept my eyes locked in his, showing him my support and reassuring him. When I finally noticed in his eyes that he regained his strength to go through the day, I rose up effortlessly and Jasper followed my lead, standing up as well.

We both glided silently out of our bedroom towards the car, where Edward, Emmett and Rosalie were waiting for us. Rosalie was contemplating her perfect self in the mirror while Emmett and Edward discussed last evening's wrestle match Emmett lost to Jasper. Emmett was analyzing every wrong moves he made, definitely frustrated that his superior strength was not sufficient to win over the proficient soldier.

Suddenly, I felt electricity warming my body. Jasper's arm barely touched mine but his proximity reminded me of last night. What a shame we had to pause our lovemaking to go to school and pretend to be human. I allowed my eyes to glance at his tender, strong arm, which was engraved with scars of his past. My eyes continued down at his hand, which had brushed my spiky hair affectionately last night. Jasper, who always knew people's emotions, picked up on mine right away. He looked at me with a smirk.

" We could ditch school today. We already have a few Masters degrees, I don't think we really need another high school diploma!"

I smiled back.

" If only Carlisle would let us!"

It was lunchtime for the humans. The morning at school had been uneventful and slow. Class hours were the closest to sleeping I experienced. However, I always tried to stay aware of my surrounding to keep an eye on Jasper, checking every so often his near future to make sure he wouldn't jump on any of the humans around him. I worried about him and the pain he endured every day. I wished I could help him. I went and sat with the rest of my family at our usual table in the cafeteria. We all served ourselves some human food on a tray to blend in with the rest of the students. However, our efforts to assimilate were not very effective. Our classmates didn't socialize with us. They all shared a curiosity towards us and found us strikingly good-looking. However, their subconscious warned them to not get closer. After all, we were extremely dangerous predators. At the table, we all gazed in different directions, bored at of our minds.

I discretely glanced at Jasper. He looked tense. My concern for my soul mate was irritating so I dared to bother Edward, my mind-reading brother, for more insight. Edward and I were the only two in our family with gifts, which connected us at a deeper level. I cared for him with all my heart. I would never admit it out loud, but he was my favorite sibling. Edward was witty, intelligent, extremely well mannered, selfless and a real perfectionist, which could be annoying at time. Over the last decades, he also had become a loner. He was the only one of us who was single, not that females were not interested in him. He was, after all, quite perfect, inside and out. But Edward never felt the sparkles that we all experienced when we found our other half. He never felt his insides changed forever by love. My family and I worried more than once about our Edward's loneliness but tried really hard to not think about it in front of him. It was ironic that the person who wished to be left alone the most was stuck with a gift of constantly hearing everybody's thoughts.

Edward! I called in my head.

I knew he heard me even though he didn't show any sign of acknowledgement. Edward and I were good at these private conversations.

How is he holding up?

Edward ever slightly frowned.

Instantly, I froze with panic. What has he heard? What was Jasper planning? I glanced once again at Jasper. He was still holding himself in the same position as before, tensed and sad but nothing more. He didn't look ready to launch himself on any of these hundreds innocent preys. I quickly searched in my visions for a clue on Jasper's plans.

Is there any danger?

Edward slowly turned his head to the left and then to the right, making sure none of our siblings noticed him shaking his head no.

No, there was no danger. I momentarily relaxed.

Let me know if it gets too bad.

Edward looked up to the ceiling and back down. This was his way to say "yes".

My worry grew back. There were no danger but Jasper was suffering. I couldn't stand to see him in pain.

Thanks for doing this, I mentally told Edward.

I knew he was glad he didn't have to answer back, but I was sincerely grateful that he could help. I also understood the inconvenience it caused Edward. We all had to fight back our vampire instincts and the thirst that burned down our throat when a human walked too close. Edward listening to Jasper's struggle only multiplied Edward's own desire for human blood.

At that moment, a small girl paused at the end of the closest table to ours to talk to a friend. She tossed her short, sandy hair, running her fingers through it. The heater blew her scent in our direction. Her smell was sweet. I felt an excess flow of venom in my mouth. I easily ignored the desire to taste her blood. A flash of Jasper burying his teeth deep into the girl's throat, draining her body from her blood popped up in my head. Before I could even react, I felt Edward kick Jasper under the table. I smiled encouragingly at Jasper but he was looking down, embarrassed.

"Sorry", he mumbled.

I reached for his hand, "You weren't going to do anything."

Both Edward and Jasper knew me too well to believe me. Jasper was infuriated with himself. I could feel anger, shame and self-disgust boiling inside of him.

"It helps a little if you think of them as people. Her name is Whitney. She has a baby sister she adores. Her mother invited mother to that garden party, do you remember?"

Jasper was not relaxing.

" I know who she is", he snapped at me before turning away.

I could sense that Jasper needed space. He didn't like to be weak. Jasper had been one of the most powerful and talented solder in his past life, and couldn't bear to not succeed at something. In addition, he sensed that I was worried and upset. This made him hate himself even more. Jasper loved me more than anything, and to see me suffer, because of him worst of all, pained him further. I sighed silently and stood. I took my tray, piled up with untouched human food, and walked to the garbage before heading outside.

I felt helpless. What if Jasper never got used to this vegetarian lifestyle? I didn't want him to continue suffering. Maybe we would need to leave, go somewhere else, where we wouldn't put the rest of the family in danger of exposure. Leaving or not, tonight I'd take Jasper hunting again. It had been two weeks since our last meal and this was getting way too risky to wait longer.

The bell rang and I got up to go to my class.

During class, I had a hard time being aware of my present location. I was focusing on the future again, hoping to find a place where Jasper and I would find peaceful happiness. I couldn't see anything and I knew the reason why. I could only see the future once the decisions were made, but I hadn't decided yet on what to do to soothe Jasper's pain. Maybe we should move to an isolated place where there were no humans around, so that Jasper wouldn't be tempted. My heart ached. I would miss my family. Rosalie, my only sister, my only girlfriend. And Emmett, the easy-going, immature, muscle-man of a big brother, and Carlisle and Esme, the only parents I ever had. And of course Edward… I didn't know if I could handle being separated from them. But I would sacrifice anything to make life easier for Jasper. He was my life. Simultaneously, I closely concentrated on Jasper's every choices during the afternoon but there was no sign of danger. Jasper was a lot stronger than he expected it.

At last, the final bell of the day rang. I let a sigh of relief out: another day with no deadly incident. I quickly packed my books and walked out of the classroom. Jasper was waiting for me, leaning against the wall opposite the door. I hurried to him. He looked better, more relaxed. He smiled at me and I felt my insides melt.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, his eyes meeting mine.

I smiled back at him. "There's nothing to be sorry about."

He reached for my hand and we walked toward the parking lot. Suddenly, an horrendous image filled my head: Edward slamming the secretary's head on her desk with inhuman force before leaping toward Isabella Swan, the new girl in school, and drinking her blood with intense satisfaction.

" What happened?" asked Jasper in panic.

I shook my head and looked up at him, speechless. I was in shock.

"Alice! Tell me what you saw?" He could sense my panic.

But as quickly as the image came to me, it disappeared again.

"Edward," is all I could say.

We sped to the car, where Emmett and Rosalie were already waiting in the back seat of our Volvo, embraced in each other's arms, gazing deep into each other's eyes. I sat in the front seat, still trying to find another clue to Edward's future. Jasper, seating behind me, sensed my alarm and put a hand on my shoulder, calming me down at once. Jasper also had a talent. He could sense and control people's emotions, which was very useful in a house full of vampires. He could calm everybody down in an instant, avoiding escalating conflicts from exploding. I could see now that Edward didn't go through with his plan of killing them. He made the choice to wait for later.

Later?!

Why in the world was Edward planning on killing the new girl?

We all could see Edward now, flying across the parking lot toward the shiny Volvo in inhuman speed, agony showing on his face. I wondered what was going on through his mind. Edward came to sit in the driver's seat, avoiding all of our concerned glares. Edward was gasping for air as if he had been suffocating.

"Edward?" I asked, alarmed.

Edward didn't answer. He just shook his head, as if to clear his mind.

"What the hell happened to you?" Emmett demanded, unaware of how close Edward had been to killing two innocent people a few minutes before.

Edward continued to ignore us, and threw the car in reverse, swung the car around and accelerated. He reached seventy before he made the corner. He was running away from his bloodlust. Rosalie, Emmett and Jasper were staring at me for clarification. I simply shrugged. There was nothing to say, yet. I wished I could see the past to understand what happened after lunch. How did he get so close to killing two people without me getting a vision of it earlier? I started to feel guilty. I spent all of my time worrying about Jasper, while Edward needed my help.

I needed to know what happened and what was going to happen. Edward wasn't going to tell me. I looked ahead in the future and saw Edward traveling somewhere, away from Forks and us.

"You're leaving?" I whispered.

The others turned away from me to stare at Edward.

"Am I?"

At that instant, different images flowed in my head. Bloody images. Isabella Swan lying lifeless in her bedroom. Edward's eyes glowing crimson with fresh human blood.

"Oh," I gasped.

His plans were getting clearer. He was picturing the inside of Chief Swan's house, seeing the girl standing in the kitchen, remembering the strong smell of her attractively sweet blood.

"Stop!" Edward groaned. Seeing the images of his plans materialized in my head was too much for him to handle.

"Sorry," I whispered.

The visions changed again. Edward didn't want to kill her and tried his best to come up with different options. I could see now an empty highway at night, the trees beside it coated in snow, flashing by at almost two hundred miles per hour. He made up his mind. He was leaving before he would disappoint Carlisle and kill the poor girl.

"I'll miss you. No matter how short a time you're gone."

Neither Edward nor I knew the specifics of his trip yet. Edward was at a complete loss. He didn't know what to do next. So I took charge. We were almost to the turn off onto the long drive that led to our home. Edward couldn't afford to waste anymore time or he might change his mind once again and go to the Swan residence. The scent of this girl seemed to be irresistible to him. He needed to talk to Carlisle at once.

" Drop us here. You should tell Carlisle yourself."

Edward obeyed and the car squealed to a sudden stop. Emmett, Rosalie and Jasper got out. I knew they would interrogate me as soon as I got out. I faced Edward, who still looked in pain.

"You will do the right thing. She's Charlie Swan's only family. It would kill him too." I warned him.

"Yes," was all he said.

I joined the others, anxious of what would happen next. They all looked at me impatiently and perplexed.

"I'll explain inside. Esme needs to hear this as well."

We ran home through the woods. We heard the Volvo speeding back to Forks. I could see that his mind wasn't entirely made. His blood lust telling him to go find Isabella, while his conscious begged for him to go see his father at the hospital where he worked.