Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from the film or books Twilight. I only own my OCs Nickie and Adam.
I do not own the music or the lyrics.
The fanfic will start from the beginning to the end. If I get good feedback or comments I might do one on Demitri.
In every chapter I will put some lyrics down. First song is Dion - The Wanderer.
If you guys have any ideas I would love to hear them.
I am re-writing this as it was called When Blood Sings, but I thought I go for something different to match Nickie's character.
Other Stories.
Abomination
Behind your human eyes
Once Bitten
Brothers Betrayal
Half Again
Harden My Heart
Scream Of Death
Chapter 1
Nickie POV
As I stood in the open field, trees swayed gently threw the breeze that nipped my skin. My pale skin was a lighter shade of ivory, now turned a shade of pink from the cold temperature. As the snow fell from the sky, gently landed on my skin and melted with the warmth of my body temperature.
I blinked a couple of times as the thick snow flakes stuck to the ends of my eyelashes. Where was I? I do not know, as I knew this place held a darkness to it, as I had a bed feeling in my stomach. I should not be here, but why was I? Looking down at the floor, the was a big massive split in the Earths floor, like a gate-way to Hell.
On the ground, there was fur like an animal, or animals were fighting. At the ends of the fur, there was dark red blood stains what clung the fur together. But what scared me the most was ripped cloths lying under the snow. Also some blonde hair clund to a grey meterial. My feet crunched the snow, leaving me feel numb how cold the weather is. The cold weather didn't bother me, it made me feel more calm and relaxed.
It was like there was a huge battle had been taken place here, not to long ago. The only thing that I could think of was that an animal had been attacking people, and they hunted for it. I think that some people got hurt trying to catch what ever had been attacking. But I couldn't see any weapons or bullets on the ground. If people was hunting down a wild animal, why wasn't there any evidence of it?
The breeze whipped at my skin, causing me to wince at the sudden pain. It was like shaving over itchy skin with out any protection over the area of the skin. I looked around but I couldn't see anyone or anything in the area. But I had a feeling that someone or some thing was watching me as the small hairs on the back of my neck stood up.
A shiver ran down my spine as I felt something wrap around my waist. Looking down, I gasped as I saw hands. Not small like a woman, hands of a man. There were bite marks on his fingers and wrist, with other tiny scars what looked more silver. He put my hands in his, and I gasped. His hands were not warm, but cold as ice. Also what I noticed, we were both wearing a wedding ring.
"Shhhh, I got you darling." A calming voice whispered into my ears.
I leaned back on the person. I could feel the muscles on his chest and stomach. I could feel his muscles as his arms tightened around me. The person did not scare me in anyway shape or form. But I knew the person, who might me my husband brought me comfort and love. I felt safe and protected being in the persons arms. I heard a chuckle of the voice, it was like an angel. Then I felt cold lips place a soft kiss on my temples, I closed my eyes and leaned into his touch.
"You are still sensative to me." He chuckled.
"Where am I?" I asked.
I tried to turn around and face the person, or my husband, but I couldn't move. It was like I was glued to the spot, or an unseen force forbid me to turn around to see who the person is. My breathing become more fast as I had a bad feeling.
"Home." The person said.
The voice sounded southern Texes but it was gently.
"Home." I replied.
"Yes home. I missed you so darn much. I thought I lost you." He whispered.
"Lost me. How?" My voice broke.
"You see that little boy over there." The hand pointed.
I squinted my eyes and noticed a little boy around the age of seven playing in the snow with a little girl. She looked the same age. The little girl had long wavey reddish brown hair and big brown eyes. Her eyes were so familiar to me, but I couldn't think. The little boy had dirty blonde hair down to his shoulders in uneven waves. His eyes were a honey coloured. He laughed and threw a snow ball at the little girl. They came running towards us. I felt a wave of protection come over me. I wanted to protect them both.
The little boy had short wavey blond hair and green eyes with honey around outer of the eye.
"Jaden Whitlock. You havn't said hello to your mother." The voice said.
The little boy laughed and came running forward. He stopped infront of me and looked up. His eyes were so beautiful and big. He has little dimples at the both sides of his cheeks.
"Hello mommy."
Beep
Beep
Beep
I shot up in bed as my hair stuck to my face. My breathing was heavy and ragged, sweat dripped down my body as my cloths stuck. It's been a week and I have had the same dream over and over again, nothing changed in my dream, it was a repeat. All my life I have learned to understand my dreams, but now my new dreams on repeat I don't understand at all.
The Southern Texes voice and the little boy named Jayden. In a way, a strange way as it sounds, it's like I already know them. Like I have met them some place before, but I can't put my finger on it. It's like fate has something planned for me.
Everytime I have these dreams, I am left unsettled and uneasy threw out the day. It's like I have to be prapared for something . . . But what? I have told my mother Rene about my dreams, all she says to me is "Go to therapy." Been there and done that. It didn't help one bit. The people who I see looks at me like I have grown two heads. Only person who does understand me, is my twin Bella. She went with me to all my therapy appointments, and she said the same thing. So We stopped going. Everytime I have a bad dream, I talk to Bella about it. Then I feel better that I knew my twin listens to me, and I do same for here. We're like two peas in a pod.
Like hell, I am not nuts.
"Nickie. Come'on were leaving soon." My mother shouted.
I groaned out loudly. I threw my bed sheets onto the floor and stomped my feet onto the ground. I quickly got dressed and threw my hair up into a messy bun. Running into the bathroom, I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I was not a morning person, Bella is the same. We hate mornings. I ran down stairs and into the kitchen. My step-father was sitting at a table reading the morning news paper with a cup of coffee. My mother glared at me and passed me some toast with strewberry jam. I quickly ate my breakfast, and followed my mother out of the door.
I would of said goodbye to Bella but she chose to stay behind with her friends, making up the time before she left Arizona to Forks. Me on the other hand wanted to leave early, I have missed Charlie, my father so much. Only time we were aloud to see him was on summer holidays or Christmas for two weeks. Seeing Charlie, well dad for a month, in a year hurt. But now four years with my dad was going to be worth it.
I smiled as my step-dad pulled me into a hug and he kissed me on the cheek. I got into the car fast, I didn't want my step-dad to see me cry, I hated saying goodbyes to people I love. My mother joined me and started the car as my mother drove to the air port.
I looked out of the window as we went passed the beach, one thing I'm going to miss is the smell of the salt air. The sun I wasn't bothered about, I loved the sun but the sun hated me. Some girls tan really good, but me and Bella . . .we burn to a chrisp.
But one thing I was happy about, the weather in Forks, I loved the rain and snow. When it rained I loved to be outside, and the smell of wet grass or dirt calmed me. Bella on the other hands hated the cold weather. She couldn't stand the snow, she hated thunder storms.
As you might of heard, me and Bella are twins, one thing good is that we look nothing alike. First we have different coloured eyes, mine are the shade of green like my dad and Bella is a shade dark brown like mom. Our hair colour is different, mine is dark brown nearly black to my waist, and Bella is shoulder length and the colour reddish brown.
Bella is a shy person, she keeps her head down in a unknown place or people. If you wanted to get to know my sister, start a convocation first. Me on the other hand, I get along with anyone and I'm easy to talk to. I'm the kind of person who speaks her mind, sometimes I have hurt people for how truthfull I have being. Ever heard of the saying "Open your mind before your mouth."
The car pulled to a stop as we reached the air port. We got out of the car, and grabbed my suitcase and bags. The airport was quite with only a few people arriving and some boarding on the plain. I hugged my mom and I told her that I will send a text when I settle in.
The plain was packed with people and children. I found my seat as I was happy that I was sitting alone near the window. I looked around and saw some people putting on their coats and scarfs. I groaned as I left my coat in the suitcase. I felt the plain move as I placed my ear phones in to listen to some music.
Oh, well, I'm the type of guy who will never settle down
Where pretty girls are, well, you know that I'm around
I kiss 'em and I love 'em 'cause to me they're all the same
I hug 'em and I squeeze 'em they don't even know my name.
They call me a wanderer
Yeah, a wanderer
I roam around, around, around, around.
Oh, well, there's Flo on my left and there's Mary on my right
And Janie is the girl, well, that I'll be with tonight
And when she asks me, whick one I love the best?
I tear open my shirt and I show "Rosie" on my chest.
'Cause I'm a wanderer
Yeah, a wanderer
I roam around, around, around, around.
Oh, well. I roam from town to town
I go through life without a care
And I'm as happy as a clown
I with my two fists of iron and I'm going nowhere.
I'm the type of guy that likes to roam around
I'm never in one place, I roam from town to town
And when I find myself fallin' for some girl
Yeah, I hop right into that car of mine, I drive around the world.
Yeah I'm a wanderer
Yeah, a wanderer
I roam around, around, around, around.
Oh yeah, I'm the type of guy that likes to roam around
I'm never in one place, I roam from town to town
And when I find myself a-fallin' for some girl
I hop right into that car of mine and drive around the world.
Yeah, 'cause I'm a wanderer
Yeah, a wanderer
I roam around, around, around, around, around, around.
'Cause I'm a wanderer
Yeah, a wanderer
I roan around, around, around.
'Cause I'm a wanderer
Yeah, a wanderer.
Four hours later, the plane landed with a screech. Looking outside again, I smiled. Rain poured down the window fast. People started to move to get their belongings. I did the same, as I collected my bag with my laptop in and the other bag with a couple of books on the Civil War and some books on Myths and Legends. I walked around the airport looking for my dad. I spotted him talking to a man in a wheel chair.
"Nickie. You have grown so much. God I have missed you." He told me and pulling me into a hug.
I laughed and hugged my father back. "I missed you to pops."
"You remember my friend Billy . . ."
"Of course I do. Hi Billy cought any fish." I asked and giving him a hug.
He laughed. "Yea yesterday. I put Lin in the fridge for you."
"Thankyou."
The drive to Forks was slow and painful. Me and Charlie, I mean dad, didn't know what to say to each other. But lucky that Billy did most of the talking. Forks is a beautiful place, plenty of green trees, wild flowers and animals. I looked outside as people sat around the lake fishing. I groaned as I heard my dad talk about this season football. I hated football, but baseball and tennis I could live with.
The car stopped and so did the music as dad pulled up to my new home for four years. I have missed this place, where mom and dad brought us up. Where me and Bella said our first words. Where we took our first steps. I smiled as I saw the climbing frame, remembering when I fell of it and broke my arm. I climbed out of the car and helped Billy in to his wheelchair.
Nothing had changed, it was like dad was trying to hold on to every bit of my mom. The white paint on the house was cracked and needed to be sanded down and re painted. The colour was no longer white, but a horrable coloured yellow with dirt. Bits of my mom and dad happiness was slowly crumberling away, same as our swing hanging from a tree. But I was happy that mom and dad chose to be friends.
Charlie, I mean dad opened the door to the house. The smell of cleaning products invaded my nose. I said bye to Bill and followed dad upstairs. He walked into the back room, the same nothing had being changed. The walls were a silver colour, the double bed held white sheets. There was a desk and a cupboard to put my cloths in. Charlie left me to pack, but as it get darker I became more tired. I looked at the clock and it was eight at night. I slipped under the covers and fell asleep. Tomorrow is Friday, and it was my first day at school.
Jasper POV
"Are you sure." Jasper asked his sister Alice.
Alice looked at me. She smiled.
"Yes."
"A human mate. This is going to be good." Emmet joked rubbing his hands together.
Rose slapped Emmet on his arm. "This is serious Emmet."
Emmet laughed. Kissing Rose on the head.
"I can't see any danger with her. Jasper I am so happy for you." She squeeked.
I looked at Edward. "Your right. Keep calm when you see her, don't pounce on her."
I chuckled.
"It'll be her pouncing on him." Emmet barked with laughted.
"No. From what I saw of her she isn't like rest of the school. I felt loyalty threw her eyes." Alice spoke up.
"Congradulations Jasper." Carlisle said.
Esme gave me a hug and kissed me on the cheek.
All my life I have waited to find my mate. I thought I would of mate with another vampire, but it's strange because she is human. It is rare that a vampire is paired up with a human, but why has it got to be me. I know as soon as I see her, The Major part of me will probably take over and try and claim her there and then. It was a battle I have been living with since I was turned in 1863.
I just hope tomorrow goes well.
