Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with Twilight.
Summary: Edward meets a vampire he wishes he could have avoided as his supernatural ability makes Edward see something he cannot believe but knows it has to be true.
Set somewhere before New Moon or any of the books from Meyer's series. But probably doesn't fit anywhere in Twilight's plot. Just a thought that came into my head. However be warned there may be spoilers for bits within the whole Twilight series.

Edward lay on Bella's bed listening to her steady breathing and relaxed heart. She was so beautiful when she slept. He loved it when she accidentally talked in her sleep. For once he could know what was going on in her mind. Or at least her sub consciousness. But a noise disturbed him. Someone was heading this way. But he didn't recognise the footsteps. They were fast, very fast. Vampire fast. Fast even for a vampire. Edward noiselessly opened Bella's window and peered out. The footsteps were definitely heading this way. He breathed in deeply but couldn't yet catch a scent. He jumped effortlessly out the window and strained his highly sensitive ears. The footsteps running were only about a mile away now. Edward jumped back up to Bella's window. He stayed perfectly balanced on the window sill waiting for a scent to waft to his nostrils on the wind.

Suddenly he caught it. He took in a lungful of air to get a good taste of the scent. It was foreign. There was a strange vampire in Forks and it was heading this way. He noticed the pace slow down slightly as the stranger neared the house. The steps were nearing the back of the house so Edward waited on the window sill, keeping Bella in his peripheral vision at all times. Suddenly the intruder appeared out of the forest. It looked straight at Edward, right in the eye.

The vampire had a strong build, similar structure to Emmett, only slightly less intimidating. He had dark hair that was short long enough to flop casually. He was wearing non-conspicuous clothes, casual jeans and a nice shirt. However, what alarmed Edward was that this vampire's eyes were as dark as the night's sky. He was thirsty and he was here. Edward growled quietly in warning.

"Friend, why so antisocial?" the vampire asked in a clear voice to Edward but at pitch that not human could ever pick up.

"There is nothing here for you to drink." Edward replied just as calmly.

"Oh. That's a shame. Don't you share?"

"No." Edward could still feel the rumbling in his chest which would turn into a growl if he didn't control himself.

"Well that is to bad, isn't it? Because whatever you've got up there, it smells good."

"I said there is nothing here for you." Edward repeated a little more menacingly. The vampire just shrugged at this. Then something dawned on him,

"Oh! I get it now! Forks, of course. You're one of those animal eaters aren't you? You don't drink human blood." He pulled a face like he had a bad taste in his mouth, "Doesn't appeal to me. But a vampire has gotta eat and well, you're blocking the prize meal." This time Edward couldn't help it. He jumped off the window and growled. "Are you Edward Cullen by any chance? I've heard about you. Isn't your mate like a human or something?"

"Yes she is a human but that doesn't change a thing."

"Oh but I think it does. I know you can read my mind. So you can understand what I'm thinking." Edward stopped and listened to this vampire's thoughts for a second, You can smell her as well as I do. That will be her doom. I have an ability like you Edward. I can see a person's fate. Touch my hand and I can show you Bella's. Edward looked at the vampire.

"My name is Oliver, by the way. Pleased to meet you." Oliver held out his hand. Edward knew this had a different meaning. He took a glance up at Bella's window. "Don't you want to know if Bella's fate is to become a vampire?" Oliver's voice was slick with anticipation, "'Cos I sure do." With that Edward took the extended hand.

Suddenly his senses were not at Bella's house. He was sitting on top of a scene. It looked like a room in his house. There he saw Bella lying on a table. She was covered in blood and looked very injured. He gasped when he saw himself standing there next to her. Suddenly he saw this Edward bite Bella's wrist. But he didn't stop, he couldn't he just kept drinking and drinking and no one was stopping him. The real Edward tried screaming at the other. Yelling trying to get someone to come into the room and stop this happening to Bella. Edward felt himself pull his hand away from Oliver. He was back in the present.

"Did you see Bella's fate?" he asked Edward. Edward nodded slowly. "Why don't you avoid that and let me take her now. You'll never see me again. But she smells so good and I promise I won't make it painful. Unlike you." The comment at the end shook Edward. He jumped back up onto the window and growled. "Suit yourself Edward. But it will be your loss."

Oliver walked back into the forest and Edward kept growling until the footsteps faded away. Then he heard a gasp behind him and stopped immediately so as not to frighten the one he knew had made the noise behind him.