Chapter 1: Death's Daughter
I've always knew I was different. The light would hurt my eyes so much. I could see how and when people will die. It was always my fault. I could have always stopped their deaths but chose not to. I remember when I told my parents about the visions and found out the truth about me.
-3 years ago-
"Mom I can see how people die."
"What do you mean?"
"You're going to die in a house fire in a year, with Charlie."
"What?"
"Mom something is wrong with me!"
"Bella you were adopted."
"What?"
"A guy gave you to me."
"Who are my parents?"
"Death!"
"Stop playing with me!"
"I'm not."
"So I'm dead?"
"Yes."
"What? This can't be true."
"Bella, it's who you are."
"No you're lying!" I cried.
"Bella. You're immortal."
"N-no please mom."
"Bella you're dead. That's why you're so pale."
"B-but I eat. I-I sleep!"
"You still need that."
"Mom, if I am dead then am I ever going to see him?"
"Who?"
"My real father."
"Yes. He said he will visit on your eighteenth birthday."
"Oh. Will I stop aging?"
"Yes, when he begins to visit you."
"I'll be eighteen forever?"
"Yes and no."
"What do you mean?"
"You'll look eighteen forever, but mentally you'll get older."
"Is that why I have to wear sunglasses?"
"Yes."
-Present-
I am seventeen and my parents are dead. I'm alone. All my old friends died one by one. I tried saving them but they ended up dying anyways. It's their destination, their final destination. There is no changing it.
I've moved from family to family. I'm going to Forks, Washington to live with The Cullens: Two girls, three guys, and the parents. The kids are adopted.
I was in the airport, praying the plane wouldn't blow up. It didn't. The Cullens were waiting. They we're beautiful. A small girl hugged me. Pixie-like, she had black, spikey hair. A guy crushed me. He was like a teddy bear with black curly hair. A blonde tall guy smiled, as did a blonde tall girl. They looked like twins. The last one had bronze messy hair. He also smiled. The parents looked lovely. The male had blonde hair. While the female had brown. All of their eyes were gold. I couldn't see their deaths. Why?
"Bella I'm Carlisle, this is my wife Esme, and our kids Edward, Emmett, Jasper, Alice, and Rosalie."
"Hi."
"Let's go."
"Okay."
We got in the Mercedes. Edward, Rosalie and Emmett got in a Volvo. Alice and Jasper got in a Porsche. We got to their house. It was so pretty. Some walls were windows.
"You like it?"
"Yeah."
"Um Bella we didn't know what color you wanted your room so we didn't paint it." What color would you like?" Esme asked.
"Black."
"What are you death's daughter?" Rosalie asked.
Uh. I freaked out.
"I was playing."
"Oh." I wanted to scream, "Yes, I'm death's daughter" but didn't.
"Bella I was playing, are you okay?" She asked.
"Y-yeah."
"So you want your room black?"
"Yes."
"Bella, can you meet us in the kitchen when you drop off your stuff?"
"Yeah sure."
Alice took me to a white room. It was so white it hurt to see. "Can I go?"
"Yeah sure."
I ran down the stairs. The whole family was there except for Alice.
"What's up?"
"Um Bella sit we have to tell you something." Carlisle told me.
"What?"
"We are vampires."
"Wait what?"
"We are vampires."
"Can you die?"
"Yes."
"Oh."
-*Vision*-
Cullens fighting my father's army. They rip the Cullens into pieces and burn them.
-*End of vision*-
"Oh shit oh shit."
"What?"
"There's going to be a war. You guys versus my father's army. You're going to die."
"We're vampires."
"Remember when Rosalie asked if I'm Death's daughter and I freaked?"
They nodded.
"It's true. He is my father. I can see when and how people die."
"When are we dying?"
"On my birthday."
"When is it?"
"September thirteen."
"Are you immortal too?"
"Yes. And light irritates my eyes badly."
"Oh. So you're dead?"
"Yes. If you want I can leave."
"No, we'll get help."
"From who?"
"The Volturi."
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