Chapter One
Hey guys it's Ninasa1122! So I had this idea for this story and I thought it was absoutly awesome... Now not so much now but I want to post it :) so here you have it! Oh and I'll be updating every Sunday :) I only have five chapters written and edited so once I get more I'll post twice a week. Oh and check me out on Twitter at Ninasa1122
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Bella POV
My name is Isabella Marie Brandon; but I prefer Bella. I was born in 1910 in Biloxi, Mississippi. I had two loving parents and an older sister, Mary. My father was a jeweller and a pearl trader, and my mother stayed at home, tending to the house and our orchard. We were a middle class family and life wasn't too bad. I was very close to my sister despite her being nine years older than me.
Mary was a bit different though; she saw things in her mind. She was hesitant to share her visions because she was always embarrassed when she was wrong. Our mother loved Mary dearly but told her to keep them to herself. She rarely spoke of them, but people still talked; but when she did talk about her visions, things didn't turn out so well. I was nine when she went frantic over a vision she had of someone killing our mother in the woods on her way to town. She told mother and she believed Mary; she kept us inside, locked the doors and kept the pistol loaded.
Our father returned home two days later from his business trip and found us in the house, dirty, no food and scared. He search the woods on mother's orders, and then demanded that Mary never talked again about the wild stories she has and putting everyone in a panic. Mary kept getting flashes, as she called them, of the man stalking our mother. Our father was furious and demanded that we all go back to our normal routines and pretend that nothing had happened. Mother still walked around with a pistol. She still had to go to town and tend the orchard.
After a month, the man Mary spoke had not come. Mother started to relax and went back to visiting her friends; then another month and we started to forget. One night, Mary had a vision of mother being run off the road and ran out to stop her just after she left. Mary was too late to warn her and mother's death was declared accidental. Mary was very vocal about her visions and the man but father ordered her to be silent. In less than six months, father remarried to another lady. She was very nice and I liked her; Mary didn't like her and our new mother didn't like her either.
Mary was suspicious of our step mother and voiced her suspicions to our father, who became outraged that she even suggested such a thing. I went to bed that night to my bed that I shared with Mary and the next morning she was gone. I asked my step mother where she was and she said that my father had taken Mary to a place to get her help. I cried for days and begged my father to bring her back. When I had finally calmed down, I mopped around for months waiting for her to come back. My father eventually got mad and told me to snap out of it.
Years passed and I still missed Mary, but I continued life as if nothing had happened. My father and step mother never spoke of what happened to Mary, all they would say is that she's getting help; after a while they got angry with me and I never asked again. When I was seventeen, I overheard people talking about my sister and got closer to them to listen in. I was horrified when I learned that Mary had accused my father of killing our mother and him paying someone to kill Mary. People already thought she was crazy or possessed by the devil; and my father paid quite a bit of money to get her quietly sent away to a mental asylum; I went home and tried to act as if I didn't hear anything from the gossiping women. That night, I grabbed a few things from home and ran away in the middle of the night.
I didn't get far until I ran into a mysterious man. He asked me a few questions about my life and then suddenly I felt a burning pain on my neck. He looked at me in the eyes and said he was sorry; I was in pain for three days until the pain finally went away and I opened my eyes to the man. I attacked him at first and when I finally calmed down he told me what I was and tried to help me. He told me that he changed me because of my difficult life and he wanted to give me a new life, and that he was lonely. I resented him at first, but after a while I didn't mind him.
His name was Henry. After traveling with him for a year, he found his mate. I soon grew tried of being with them. I felt so awkward around the newly found lovers, but I had to stay with Henry until I could control my thirst. I learned about the Volturi, and their laws, and about mates. I wondered if I would find my mate, but I was more concerned about Mary. I so desperately wanted to go find her but I knew I wasn't strong enough yet.
A little while later I discovered my power: I was a shield. I could project it off myself and protect others around me. Henry warned me that the Volturi may be interested in my power and advised me to keep my powers a secret so they wouldn't come looking for me to recruit me. After about two years, I decided to leave Henry and his mate, Rachel. We said our goodbyes and I went off in search of Mary. After a bit of searching, I found the asylum where she was sent and discovered it burned down a year after she was sent there. I was devastated; I failed Mary.
I didn't know what to do with myself; I travelled around and hid in the woods, practicing my shield and coming out occasionally to feed off of humans. I felt awful about it but I had no other options. That was all 80 years ago; I'm still wandering around, I steal things from humans to try and blend in when I'm around them but I don't stay anywhere permanently. I bump into other vampires occasionally, but I don't stay to chat long. It's a lonely life but I haven't found anything that keeps me somewhere for long. I've mastered my shield so sometimes I just protect myself from vampires getting too close to me to even see me.
I was running through the forest when I sensed two vampires heading my way. I froze and put up a shield around me. I'm a bit curious as to who it may be, so I decided to let them come closer to me. A man with blonde hair tied up in a pony tail appeared in front on me dressed in only jeans and a jean jacket; he froze when he saw me. A fiery red head appeared next to him.
"Mary?" the blonde asked. I froze. Mary? Could he be talking about my sister?
I snarled.
"Who is this Mary you speak of?"
He laughed.
"Well you're obviously not her, sorry for my mistake." He turned to leave, but I couldn't let him go without him answering me. I pounced on him and blocked off the female with my shield.
"Answer me!" I growled; and pounced on the man; he was caught off guard and tried to defend himself but I used my shield against him. The red head went to attack me but couldn't get through my shield. Confused, she continued to try and get through.
The blonde snarled.
"She was a one special human I met in a mental asylum... But she died in a fire."
"Then why did you ask if I was her?" I asked confused.
"I thought that maybe there was a chance she survived when I saw you, but I don't think she did." I jumped away from him and protected myself. They lunged at me but couldn't get to me. They looked at me confused and then I ran off. They followed me for some time before I ran off and jumped into the ocean. I knew they lost me. I couldn't believe it; I got a split second of hope for Mary and then it was gone. Eventually I ended up on an island and collapsed on the beach and cried.
I didn't really cry, vampires aren't capable of crying. My body shook in anger and pain. Why did Henry change me? I'm alone, and I have nothing to live for. I've thought of ending my life many times but I've never done it. I don't know why I haven't; I've done nothing with my life but kill people for my own selfish needs, and hide. Maybe I'm just still hoping I can find Mary. It's silly because I know she's dead but I just can't let go of her; I failed her.
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