The Untitled Rewrite of The Twilight Saga
A Twilight Fanfiction by GoodnessGraciousMazes
A.N.: I'm doing the thing guys. 'Nough said, yo.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of it's characters. I only own my own original characters and this plot.
Summary: About three things I was absolutely positive. First, the Cullens were something different, something not entirely human. Second, there was a part of them-and I didn't know how dominant that part might be-that thirsted for blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably accepting of them.
Violetta Swan's move to Forks, a small, perpetually rainy town in Washington, could have been the most exciting move she ever made. But once she meets the residents and their judging children, Violetta's life once again takes a depressing and stressful turn.
Up until now, the Cullens have managed to keep their vampire identity a secret in the small, cloudy communities they've lived in, but, when they move to Forks and Dr. Carlisle Cullen enrolled his children into the local High School, they find keeping their secret gets harder and harder when Violette Swan befriends a very reluctant Rosalie.
PREFACE
Maybe it's a bit morbid, but I'd always given thought to how I would die- though I hadn't reason enough in my short, relatively safe life- and even though I had, no where in my wildest imaginings did a death like this ever come up.
I glared across the long room, into the dark eyes of the hunter, my nostrils flaring, and he looked pleasantly back at me.
Surely it was a good way to die, in place of someone else, someone I loved. Noble even. But that's not the mind set I wanted to go into this with. No, I was coming out of this; alive. If not for me, then for her. Because without me, she would be lost and I couldn't have that hanging over my head, not even in the after life.
I suppose if I had never gone to Forks, none of this would have happened. I would still be in Arizona, land of the sweltering sun, living with a miserable mother and an melodramatic younger sister. Although I could not help the 'what if's, I knew I would not trade my days in Forks for the world. Those beautiful, shades of green and grey days that had me grinning from ear to ear and drunk on happiness. Those were the memories I drew strength from now.
The hunter smiled in a friendly way as he sauntered forward to kill me.
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Until next time, GGM Out.