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Crossover between Twilight, Vampire Diaries, and Pirates of the Caribbean.


Vampire's Paradise

They all washed up onto the beach at the same time but on different sides of the island. The people on the left side of island stayed lying down, unconscious from the crash, while most of the people on the right side of the island slowly got to their feet disoriented from what happened.

"Bella. Wake up." The bronze haired guy said, gently shaking the small brunette.

"Don't worry Edward." said a tall, lean, blond guy. "Listen to her breathing and how strong her heart is. She doesn't even have any water in her lungs. She's going to be okay."

Edward looked up at the guy. "Then way isn't she waking up Carlisle?" he asked with worry in his voice.

"You've been to medical school Edward. She's just unconscious." Carlisle stood up and dusted the sand off of him. "She'll wake up shortly."

"Great, my hair is a mess." said a beautiful blond woman, pulling a piece of seaweed out of her hair. "And I'll never get the salt out of it."

"Forget about your hair Rosalie." said a petite fairy like girl. "My designer clothes are ruined."

"Rosalie, Alice. Quit bickering for a moment." said a heart shaped, caramel haired woman. "We are stranded on an island in the middle of no where and all you care about is your hair and your clothes." She shook her head and went to stand by Carlisle.

"Where do you think we are Carlisle?" asked a scarred blond guy.

"I have no idea Jasper. We could be anywhere." Carlisle looked around at his surroundings and sighed. "Did anyone get the readings of our coordination's before we crashed?" He turned around to see everyone shake their heads.

Bella started to stir and Edward immediately helped her sit up. "Are you okay Bella?" Edward asked, gently patting her back just incase she had inhaled some water.

She coughed and rubbed at her eyes. "Just a little sore." She replied, her voice scratchy from the salt water. She opened her eyes and tried to look around, but she couldn't see in the dark like the others. "What happened? Where are we?"

Edward sighed. "We crashed on something. We don't know where we're at except for that we're stranded on some island."

Bella started to silently cry. "Is everyone okay?"

"I believe so." Edward replied. He helped Bella up, but she wobbled and almost fell back down, so he picked her up and cradled her in his arms instead. "Are you alright?" he asked worriedly.

"My ankle hurts." She reached her hand down and touched her ankle. "It's swollen."

"Carlisle." Edward yelled, walking over to Carlisle. "I think her ankle might be broken." He set her down on a large rock and Carlisle knelt down to examine her ankle.

"Does anyone happen to have their phone on them?" Esme asked.

"Rose should have hers." replied a big muscular guy.

"But it doesn't work." Rosalie said, holding out her dripping phone. "I knew we should've gotten the waterproof ones." She squeezed her hand shout on the phone, crushing it into pieces.

"You were right Edward. Her ankle is broken." Carlisle said, gently wrapping his hands around her ankle, acting as an icepack to help the swelling go down.

Edward took his over shirt off and tore it into long strips. "Here." he said, handing the strips to Carlisle. "Wrap her ankle in these."

Carlisle took it and started to wrap Bella's ankle. "Jasper, Emmett." he said as he wrapped her ankle. "Circle the island and see if you can find anything we could use to make a signal for help. Hopefully someone will see it."