This is Esme and Carlisle's story as I imagine it.
This is my first attempt at fan fiction. I took some liberties with dates and things like that, but I am trying to stay as true to Stephanies characters and the bios that she has provided for them. This is a work in progress, but I will try to update as often as I can. I was going to shoot for 23 chapters like the books, but we'll have to see how it all goes! Thanks so much to my new beta Amber...I don't think I could do this without your help!
All major characters belong to Stephenie Meyer and I make no claim to them whatsoever. I am not making any profit off this work.
This entire story will be in Esme's POV.
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It was like a nightmare, but I knew that it wasn't. Only a very small part of the real me was aware of what was happening. I was consumed by the part of me that at times I couldn't control. It had taken over and I couldn't fight it, I was still too weak.
I was running, tracking something into the forest. The light just barely filtered through the dense canopy of trees overhead. I had never tracked this scent before, but it was familiar to me. I knew it and I could smell the fear. This wasn't the same as the normal hunt, not as challenging somehow.
Somewhere deep inside me I could hear a familiar voice telling me that we were different. We were better than this. But I couldn't fight the thirst. The thing inside of me took over and as I reached my prey I could no longer hear it. The voice was gone. I was consumed by the burning and the hunger and I knew at this moment that the only thing that would satisfy me was his blood.