another immortal chapter 1 ยค
**i do not own twilight**
Life for me was boring usually. Living forever does that. You go through each day marveling at how alike they seem till you realize that your 1000 year birthday was 2563 years ago. That the majority of people that you knew then are dead, immortal or not.
How much things have changed through the memories I have restored is interesting. I recovered most of my memories originally at what I had thought was my 8th birthday. I had as what the faeries (as they are now called) say re-birthed with the assistant of an elder of theirs. Which in fact is very young compared to me. It was the same spell they preform to place changelings. It makes us as little children with no memory till we reach the age of maturity.
The flaw with me is the amount of my power caused me to remember early. I was placed in the family of an offspring of a friend who at the awakening ceremony had chosen to remain mortal and had his memory wiped of the true source of his ancestors. I had grown up in this family for 17 years or so 9 of which I knew my identity. at the age of twenty I will disappear to my mother and perhaps my father. It is a sad fact but inevitable.
Although the way they translated my name is quite interesting. It previously meant in a language long forgotten the equivalent of beautiful angel. Which they took to mean Isabella swan. I think I may keep it for a little while, maybe a century or two in their honor.
I am currently on my way to live with my father Charlie the one who denied immortality. He and his love separated awhile ago and she is now invested in someone else. He now works among mortals to keep the peace in a little town named forks. A town that sprouted overnight to harvest the timber around it. The guy that founded it was eccentric at times like him calling you teddy bear... weird what you end up remembering.
I think I may live here for awhile. The quietness surrounding it would provide a good place to awaken.
my plane landed and I caught sight of my father and went to hug him. We exchanged pleasantries and climbed into his vehicle. We were choose but both liked silence making a pleasant drive to the house he lived in. A house that I remember when it was built even before my mother was born.
Once getting there I unpacked and went down stairs.
"father!" I called.
"Yah bells?" "where did you put my bike?" my bike was a motorcycle which I had built when I was 12 being bored and remembering the guy that invented the bicycle I decided to create a motorcycle. I took a mix of advanced motor knowledge the kind that was yet to be known today, but ancient tribes I had visited when I was young considered common knowledge. My bike could travel at speeds up to three hundred mph without trouble. I covered it in metal so that it seemed to look normal.
my father told me an address of a storage business and the key to the lock all of my 'personalized' things were stored there when they were shipped over. I had everything from awards from tribes that faded out centuries ago and armor from when I played in medieval tourneys. along with an assortment of weapons enhanced and non-enhanced. to things like my bike or my car.
My car I designed with a friend at the start of motorized vehicles ( I only upgrade the body to keep up with current trends) using techniques that Egyptians used to move the stone blocks for the pyramids and some modifications made it faster than anything currently created to go on land. Truthfully I could not drive at over 50% power hovering without being fully awakened. In fact to go speed limit I had to limit it to 3% power. If I was not careful I could go through a building without realizing it and still not hurt the paint job.
The overall worth of the things in this little room was over billions of the current currency in this country note that I thought about it.
Ignoring the majority of it I went to my bike and rolled it out. I closed up the storage unit and then started up my bike. I took off towards where I once remember the highschool stood. But only to find a few small stores in the place where it once stood. I paused for a bit and waited till I spoted an elderly looking gentleman.
"sir!"
"well hello Missy"
"I apologize sir but I was told the highschool was around here somewhere." he chuckled at my comment.
"My young lady the highschool hasn't been over here in about 90 years. before I was even born." It is times like these that I feel old...
"can you tell me how to get there if you don't mind." he gave me directions which I memorized easily and followed.
when I got there school was getting out and the students where climbing into cars or talking. I went by at a low speed memorizing where all the rooms were and the numbers in relation.
I continued to try to guess which room was which class when I felt the wind get knocked out of me. It felt like a mountain had been dropped on me again. (do not fight with shamans while near mountains it does not end well)
I looked up to see a yellow Porsche drive quickly past me. When it disappeared I felt like my heart had disappeared.
I drove home trying to understand what happened. I walked through the door Charlie looked up with worry evident in his brow.
"are you okay you look like you just saw the dead walk out of their graves." (another sight that should be avoided and why a good 236 necromancers are dead due to my hands.)
"i'm fine"
"If you say get over it as soon as you can though, you wouldn't want to miss school."
"Yah." I responded groggily.
I woke up feeling normal but quickly went down stairs to get food. In truth I didn't need to eat but I choose to every now and then it had very little effect on me. to actually feel full I would have to eat more than 5 times the usual intake a human eating I quickly got ready and met Charlie at the door.
"see ya dad good luck at work and be careful!"I yelled as I ran past him.
"you too Bella!"
I jumped onto my bike starting it and popping a wheely as I exited the drive way and headed towards the school. I drove into the parking lot. parking near a big Jeep thinking I may make one if I get bored here. I took off my helmet and riding jacket placing them in the storage compartment and taking out my satchel and hanging it over my shoulder.
I took a grand total of three steps and realized there were young immortals here...
