Not You Again! Chapter 1-meeting the swans
It was raining again today, as it had been since the first day we came to the small town of Forks, Washington. I say we, meaning me and my 'family'- or at least that is what the poor, unsuspecting town's folk think. In reality we are a coven of vampires, evil bloodsucking nasty vampires.
Yeah, whatever we're quite nice actually and 2 times out of 3, we wouldn't hurt you, and if you where to cross my 'family' then you would be in almost no danger. That's because we don't drink the blood of said poor, unsuspecting towns folk. We drink the blood of animals, which is one of the reasons that we're here in forks- the human population is small but the wildlife is thriving. OK, maybe the wildlife here isn't all that fun and tasty, but hey it'll do as fast food.
Anyway back to my coven, ahem 'family'. The second in command of us is my biological niece Rennesmee or Nessie as she likes to be called.
Unlike most I kept in touch with a member of my family, my sister, Angela, after I was changed I had to otherwise she would have been alone, as I was the oldest of my family. My younger brothers died along with my mother and father. My sister and I were the only ones left, so even after I was changed I went back. She was lucky for I was a newborn-I should have been driven by bloodlust to kill her, not that I knew that- and I told her of what had happened to me and what I thought I had become, and she didn't judge me, she didn't run screaming, didn't say I was the devils reincarnate as some would have so I stayed and watched over her from afar. I was there at her wedding to a local boy from our village called Ben, I was there at the birth of her first born, Rennesmee and at the birth of her second, where neither the mother nor baby survived. I was upset greatly, but my grief was nothing compared to the pain that Ben went through. Nessie was the only thing that kept him going. When she was 3 Ben went missing, only to be found dead in a ditch where he had fell when stumbling home drunk, where he found the liquor I would never know.
I became Nessie's Mother figure, and although I had told her that I was her aunty Bella, not Mother, she persisted that I was her Mother. She grew into a beautiful young woman with large green eyes and long fiery red ringlet that reached her waste, she had the slim willowy figure of her mother but a grace that Angela or I had ever possessed, at least not in my human years. However when she was just 15 she went missing. I tracked her sent and found her in the clutches of another vampire, although I had never kept what I was from my Nessie, I had always shielded her from my true nature, that was the first night she not only witnessed me as vampire not mother and the night she started her change from human to vampire. She was gifted with being able to show others her memories and thoughts through a single touch.
The next to join Rennesmee and I was Rosalie Hale in 1910.
We were living in Rochester, New York at the time, and although me and Nessie usually kept ourselves to ourselves and weren't really 'in the know', we knew that Rosalie was worshipped by men and envied by women for her incredulous beauty, she could have passed for a vampire, I could only wonder what she would look like as one of us. I didn't have to wait long.
I remember it was very cold that night at least I suspected it was from the snow that was falling outside my window. I was sat reading in my study when Nessie burst into my room and showed rather than told that me she had smelt blood on the way home from hunting, she had followed the scent and found Rosalie lying in dying in a pool of her own blood, her fiancé and his friends, drunk and laughing stumbling away from her. Although she was almost as old as me Nessie hadn't the control I had and so she had come to get me, of course I had went as soon as I had heard and carried her back to my home, I changed Rosalie and stayed with her throughout her change and told her about herself after it. When she asked I told her she could have her revenge on her fiancé and his friends, but that if she wanted to feed of humans, then she would have to go her own way after she had gotten past the blood thirsty newborn stage. Much to Nessie and myself joy she stayed and became our sister, our family. Even though Rosalie didn't get any special powers I don't believe that there was ever or ever will be a vampire as beautiful as her.
Ten years later when Rosalie was out hunting by herself as she liked to do every once in a while she stumbled across a dying hunter being mauled by a bear, when I asked her about it she said she would never have forgiven herself if she hadn't have saved him, and that she was inexplicably drawn to him. Yep Rosalie Hale, ice queen extraordinaire, fell for a human guy being hideously mauled by a bear, yeah, who knew. Thankfully, after running through two states, she got him to me in time for me to save him. To say I was impressed with her control was defiantly an understatement. I had never been prouder, and I let her know.
The man, Emmett, fit in with us very quickly. Emmett is the protective older brother of our family. He's fun and reminds us all very fondly of a great big teddy bear. Teddy Bear being because even though he's a softy, he's huge, really huge. Not in a fat huge but a shear muscle, one-punch-would-put-you-in-a-coma kind of huge, he also has black curly hair and dimples galore which is surprisingly a really cute combination. He and Rosalie got married a couple of years after that.
Last but not least there is me Isabella Swan. I was changed aged 17, in 1377. I don't remember how I came to be the way I am, all I remember is falling-as per usual-when I was walking out in the woods, and hitting my head on a rock or something and passing out. When I awoke I was a vampire or at least that's what I figured after I was driven to drink the blood of a dear that passed me. As you know the only one who knew was my dear sister Angela, covered for me and told the people of my village that I had gone away for a while, and told them that I would be returning soon. Which I did, although in reality I was just hiding in the high boughs of the forest trees, waiting for my eyes, which I had noticed would become lighter after I fed to go from a bright, startling crimson, to a golden brownish color I noticed them changing to, before I came back. Of course people noticed I was different, but they made their own excuses for it. I guess I had always been pretty, with my long flowing chestnut ringlets, which unlike Nessie's had fallen out over the years, only to be left with loose curls. Plus I must admit I had always had nice big brown eyes, although my new golden/black ones look alright they are nowhere near as pretty as my brown ones. I have the same frame as Nessie but I have more curves, from age I imagine.
We were in the small town of forks 1930, to test Emmett, to blend in as brother and sisters and attend the local school, and find work, but for some reason I couldn't seem to crush the feeling that something was very wrong, like an unexploded bomb, that you can just feel is about to go off, you just don't know how, or when, or where, so that you can avoid it.
It was the next day at the school that the reason behind the feeling was unveiled.
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