What if Bella met Edward when he was still a human? What if she was the vampire, would she even notice him? Set in World War Two in a world where vampires and humans alike take up arms and fight to the death to defend what they feel is right.
AN/ This is a collaboration between sunlitstars and myself (foxygurl), first fanfic so feedback would be wonderful. Also roses are red violets are blue, we don't own Twilight and neither do you... *cry*.
It was a year to remember like no other. The battle for Stalingrad in the year of 1942-43 was one of the worst battles of human existence and there I was walking through the maze of dead bodies as the stench of blood suffocated me. My mission on that day was simple it was a routine mission that occurred after every battle against the Germans the simple process of acquiring information of how many dead vampires there were across the battle field and once that was done to make sure that those vampires could not resurface which meant I had to burn their bodies. It was a simple routine like I said but this time it was nothing but simple.
The blood of soldiers coated almost every surface and suffocated me until I was in so much pain I was almost blinded. Even cutting off my non essential breathing did not keep the burning in my throat down. Somehow though I had managed that day to make my way through the haze of human blood to find the bodies of several dead German vampires; they had lost badly to the ruthless killing vampire brother duo Paul and Saab, from Russia. They were ruthless because the bodies of these vampires were shredded beyond repair.
Cleaning up the bodies therefore took longer than the time that I usually managed them in, but 30 minutes later I had successfully burned the bodies and left little trace of them ever being there. And so as I made my way back home thinking about my great achievement I was no less then stunned at the events that partook next.
It took place while I was walking up the stairs of a derelict building that I had been camped out in during my stat; to ring Jasper to make my report of the day for him. I suddenly tripped down the damn thing though but lucky I crashed into no one but the unlucky side of me still showed through for quickly I was greeted by a soldier human. He was beautiful for a human with piercing green eyes and bronze hair that glittered even though it was covered by an inch thick layer of mud. He tugged on my hand and although it felt like a feathers touch I obeyed the command and stood up all the while staring into his gorgeous emerald eyes.
"Are you alright Miss? That was quite a fall... Miss can you hear me? Have you hurt anything, are you okay?"
His voice was even nice sounding to angelic for places like this, but I was soon awoken out of my day dream by the questions that he was asking me.
Putting on my rich German accent I smiled while saying that luckily enough I was fine. He wouldn't let me off the hook so easily though and so he made me sit for an hour before he let me go fully. I have to say though in that hour I turned from admiring this soldier for being so worried over me to almost killing him because he wouldn't let me go even though he could clearly see that I would not drop dead anytime soon. It is strange to think about this event, which so thoroughly changed my life, was at that time to me the most annoying thing to happen in my existence. Now however I can see that it was the very beginning of the madness that would soon follow in that crazy war.