A.N.

Hi fellow Fanfic readers/writers! This is my very first story EVER written..eek! Therefore, I'm sure it's filled with errors that make you cringe but I am hoping for some constructive criticism that helps me and my story get better. It's been a while since I've read Twilight so I'm not sure why this story decided to take over my brain . I hope you enjoy it! Thanks!

Disclaimer: Twilight or it's characters are not my own, I'm just borrowing them for a bit ;) Stephenie Meyer is the brilliant one!

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Chapter one
Bella's POV

My name is Isabella Marie Swan, for a while I went by Bella Swanson. I figured since I was different, I should give myself a new name. Not a name that was too different, just something to distinguish my two lives. My human life and my vampire life. Now I realize I will always be Isabella Marie Swan, but I do prefer Bella these days. Today could change everything for me; I'm going to go visit a clan of vampires that are like me. Vampires that choose to feed off of animal blood instead of human blood.

When I was 17 I took a walk in the woods behind my families home. We lived in a small community that was more woods than civilization, so going into the woods felt comfortable. It was my personal space to think, to breathe, to mourn. That particular day the hole in my chest that was left when my brother died seemed to be bigger than usual. I couldn't get him out of mind and being in my house with my mother and her own grief was suffocating. My brother went on a hunting trip by himself a year before and he never came home. When the rescue party that was sent out came back with grim looks, I knew. Apparently he was mauled by an animal, they say it was most likely a bear. All that was left was scraps of his shirt covered in blood. A year later and my family was still swallowed by utter sadness. So I went to the woods most days to spare my mother anymore hurt. That day when I was 17 seemed like any other day. I started down the well known trail heading to the spring that was about a mile away. At first I didn't notice anything amiss, the air was fresh and dusk was breaking through, but then a chill radiated through my entire body. I stopped to look behind me, when I didn't see anything I turned back around and there he was. A gorgeous man. A tall, gorgeous, and obviously dangerous man.

"Oh..hello?" I said

"Oh hello to you my dear." he replied with a smirk

I knew this wouldn't end well if I kept standing there but as soon as I turned around to run back to my house, he was already standing on the otherside.

He laughed, "Funny try dear, but I must tell you that you'll never be able to run away from me. You should make it easier on yourself and just stand still, it wont hurt much." he winked.

"Who are you? What are you?" I asked him. I've never seen anyone move so fast. I knew he couldn't be human but anything else was preposterous.

"Fine," he said, "I'll give you the short version. I'm a vampire, yes we are real, I'm hungry and you smell absolutely delectable. It's always fun watching you pitiful humans beg while you wither in pain. Sorry dear, I'm done wasting time."

Then he was on me. In a split second, he bit into my neck with razor sharp teeth and devoured my blood. Last thing I remember is everything going black. That is until I woke up in blinding, searing pain. Apparently he did something wrong, because I don't think he meant to turn me.

From the moment I woke up as a vampire I knew I didn't want to be like the man who took my human life away, I didn't want to be a monster. I refused to feed for as long as I could till one day I walked upon a herd of deer drinking from a river. As I was sitting there covered in their blood, I realized this was an option for me. I never craved human blood, there was something wrong with me but I wasn't complaining. I was a vampire who gagged at the thought of human blood. I was okay with that.

I've spent the past 63 years wandering around the world, trying to blend in with everyone else. I've made some friendships along the way, but for the most part I'm alone. The other vampires don't understand me; what sort of vampire doesn't eat human blood? I think I make them uncomfortable. Most days I feel content but there's also a deep loneliness that has settled into my heart. A nomad vampire who seemed interested in my choices told me about a clan of vampires who live in Washington that also refuse to feed off of human blood. Today I am setting out to find them.