Yay! The first chapter of Poisoned!!! *Starts doing retarded happy dance when mom walks in*
" I don't even want to know..." Mom mumbled to herself walking out.
NOW the first chapter!!!
I ran at lightening speed, letting my senses over rule my body. I sniffed the air once and caught a sweet aroma. My torn clothes ruffled in the wind as I ran towards my pray. I could sense its presence near, just the smell of its blood made the venom pool into my mouth. I could now see it, an elegant deer, high on its feet. It spotted me and sprinted away. I chased it, me being, of course, much faster blocked its path and pounced. I sank my teeth deep into its neck and savored the sweet taste.
I raced back home in desperate need of a shower. I could feel the mud starting to stick all over my body. My house came into view and I slowed my pace to a sprint. I was walking to the door quietly when thunder started roaring above my head. I looked up at the sky in question and before I could react, rain started to drizzle down on me. I felt the rain, warm, dripping on my cold, hard skin. I had yet to look down from the sky, but decided against it. I closed my eyes as the rain started pouring down on my face. I smiled in contempt as I spread my arms out and started spinning in small circles. I enjoyed the pleasant bliss it brang to me. I sighed in contentment as I dropped my arms and arrived inside my house. I ran frighteningly fast to my bedroom. I turned the doorknob and stepped inside. I hummed while I gathered my clothing, ready for after the shower. I laid the clothes out on the bed to inspect them. I tapped my chin as my eyes wandered over the colorless fabric.
"Hmm..." I hummed to my self.
Good enough I suppose. I left the clothes as they were, while I undressed. (My guy friend read this part and he pictured it.. perv) I stepped in the shower and let the hot water pour over my body. I grabbed my favorite strawberry shampoo and scrubbed it in my hair. There was always something about strawberry shampoo that made me feel good. I know its very odd, but sometimes it helps me remember my human memories.
I lost most of my human memories when I was changed. I only remember very few. I get hazy flashbacks from time to time about my father Charlie and my mother Renee. Just last week while I was hunting, I got an image of the most beautiful meadow. Different brightly colored wild flowers were all over the ground. Strangely, I felt happy at the thought.
~~~That night~~~
I lay in bed as the cool wind blew threw my window. I played with my fingers, humming a catchy tune. If only I were able to sleep this uneventful night away. But no, I could not. I looked at the clock that read 8:13 PM. I sighed out loud.
I got up and went to my closet. My eyes caught something on the top shelf. I reached up to grab it. Once I had it in my hand, I smiled. It was a picture of Charlie and I. How could I forget about this? I remember that I found it in my pocket on one of my first days of this new life. I walked back to my bed and sat on the edge. I looked intently at my father. I miss him even though I barely remember him. He was in some sort of uniform. I looked closely at the gold badge that was planted on his chest. It read Forks, Washington Police Chief. I didn't remember him being an officer. But then again, I hardly remember anything. I laughed sourly. Forks, Washington...hmm.. I've never heard of it. Well not in this life anyways. I decided I needed to learn more about this Forks.
I walked out of the closet and headed over to my computer. I turned it on. As I waited for it to load up, I inspected the picture. Charlie looked happy with a smile placed on his lips. I wonder who took this picture? It was surely someone who was standing a good four to five feet away. Probably a family friend or of the such. I heard my computer make a ding which indicated it was fired up and ready to go. I opened up Internet Explorer and found my way to Google. I typed in Forks, Washington. A whole list popped up and I clicked one that looked good. Thank you Wikipedia! Hmmm...Forks was very small. It is said to be the wettest place in the continental U.S. (A:N Twilight flashback anyone? *wink wink*) I skimmed through the passage. All in all, Forks was cold, wet, and not very sunny. Probably a good place for me. After all, I have lived in Chicago for three years, almost nearing four. And maybe, just maybe, it would help me remember my memories...
Yeah, yeah. It's short but the next chapters will be longer. :D
