Missus Meyer owns it all, but the changes I've made to Bella Swan are mine, I guess.
Chapter 1 – An old soul
A brown haired and brown eyed pale teenager wandered through the forest, abandoned by the man, the vampire she loved so much. She had already given up calling his name, as she had, incessantly, for several hours. Edward, was his name. At last, she dropped to her knees, only to curl up into a ball on the floor, hitting her head in the process and then proceeded to weep her heart out.
Poor little thing…
Perhaps I should put her out of her misery.
Yes. Besides, I'm hungry. Her blood calls to me and I really need to feed… Humm.
I am quick to reach her; she is so out of it, already cold. I bite her and I quickly drain her of her lifeblood. Yes, delicious, as I anticipated. After a while, she faintly whimpers, whispering some nonsense about Edward and love. Humans are so pathetic, it's disgusting. Just the sound of that word literally kills my appetite! I stop sucking her blood, lick my lips and go on with my… life. Unlife. Whatever. I don't even think about the little thing on the floor. She will die soon enough.
Besides, I have other things to worry about. There's a horrible smell of wet dog in the air. Werewolf? Great. Not very fond of those, but I should exercise a bit after such a delicious meal, hey?
The mutt is already on me, we fight for a bit. It's just one, so it should be easy; I have a lot of tricks I can pull on him.
While we fight I notice a strong strange light, coming from nearby the leftovers of my last meal, from what I can gather, and seconds later there's a wave of energy coming from it. I look at that direction out of reflex. Fatal mistake. The bright light is the last thing I see, the strong pressure of huge teeth the last thing I feel.
Poor little thing. So young and already gone, thinking herself unloved. If I had my body, I would have healed her, but I cannot. It is fortunate that her soul has departed from her body, so that mine can take her place.
I wish I could have changed things for her, but I am not one, as humans say, to look a gifted horse in the mouth, or is it something else?
The body is so drained of blood, I set to work quickly, reaching out for the powers of the earth, making her body produce blood in an accelerated fashion. In less than an hour or so it will be replenished. I could use some rest and nourishment from the effort.
A man in ragged shorts stands above my new body. I don't even try to access what memories she left behind, as the body is still healing. He stands above me and gasps.
"Damn bloodsucker. Bella, can you hear me? I'm Sam Uley."
"Sam Uley.", I whisper. "It's all right. I'll be fine."
"What are you saying, that thing…", he's incredulous, thinking I'm crazy, no doubt.
"What are you talking about?", he reaches out to me, looking for the place where the vampire bit and finds nothing.
"Impossible…", he whispers. "How? He had to have bitten you…"
"What? Who?", I play the defenseless maiden part, blinking rapidly, making a show of trying to focus my eyes.
"Bella…"
"Who's Bella?", he starts. "I don't remember a thing… Where am I? What happened?"
"You must have bumped your head.", good thing I didn't heal that bump yet, he looks for it and finds it. "I'm going to take you home, to Charlie."
"'Kay.", I mumble and snuggle up to him after he takes me in his arms. He's so warm. He smells of forest and something else I can't place. The wind blows through the trees. He takes us through the forest, first slowly and then in a quick pace, but I gag. Everything's going round and round and it makes me sick.
"What is it Bella?"
"Slow down, please. Too fast, you're making me sick.", I think I'd throw up if I could.
"You are sick.", I look into his eyes and he stares at mine. Something wrong, I wonder?
"I was starting to feel better.", he sighs and slows down. Perfect. I fall asleep in his arms.
We are finally at the Swan residence. Bella is limp in my arms, asleep like a trusting child, all wet and with the stench of vampire on her, but untouched by one, as far as I can tell. There is a bunch of people around their house; and I open my mouth to speak loudly.
"I've got her!", there is silence, and all those eyes are on us.
Charlie takes her from me and takes her inside. Several people follow them inside and I'm one of them.
They settle Bella on the couch and then they wake her. A pair of violet eyes, something I have no logical explanation for, peer at everybody curiously, like she has never seen them before.
"Bella?", Dr. Gerandy asks.
"Where am I?", her forehead crinkles, "Who are you people?" Everybody just freezes and get a 'what the hell' look on their faces.
"Dr. Gerandy, she is not hurt as far as I can tell. I only found a bump in her head, she must have hit it."
"Amnesia.", he sighs. "Bella, what do you remember?", he leans in to hear her better.
"Nothing much. It was so cold and wet. Then there was a beautiful light, and I can't remember anything else. I felt safe. Mr. Sam Uley found me and I fell asleep. Can I rest now?", she whispers.
"Of course, honey.", the doctor answered. He ushered everyone outside the living room and then took Charlie into a corner. Apparently they were worried she might have been abused in some way, the doctor would need to check. I leave the house and go into the woods, heading towards La Push.
I phase into wolf form and I go back to the place I found Bella. Curious, there is a bit of human blood in the ground, Bella's I believe. There is also a different feeling in the woods, but I can't place it.
I sprint, running as fast as I can. Eventually I get to Billy Black's home. He is sitting on the porch. The rest of the pack is already there; so is Jacob. I greet them.
"What is this I hear about Bella?", Jacob asks. "She disappeared? Why didn't anybody tell me a damn thing?"
"There was no time. She has already been found."
"How is she?", asks Billy.
"Tired. Let her sleep it off Jacob. I don't think she is going to remember you right now." He lifts an eyebrow. "She didn't recognize Charlie, hell, she didn't recognize anybody for the matter. Look, she hit her head, maybe its temporary and she comes back to her senses tomorrow.", I sigh. "I think it might have something to do with the Cullens. They left so suddenly, and that… boy… must have broken it off with her. She probably got upset and lost herself in the woods, tripped and hit her head."
Jacob looks murderous.
"It's always him.", he leaves the porch and goes inside, probably to his room.
"So, what did you find out?", asks Billy.
"Well, she didn't seem to have been bit by a vampire, but I did kill one very close to where she was. I killed him in a moment's hesitation over a bright light – which Bella claims to have seen – and then I found her. She looked like a corpse, like she had been sucked of a lot of blood. But I checked for bites and she didn't have any, only the bump in the head. I went back to the place on the way here."
"And?", asked Paul.
"There was blood on the ground, her blood. The forest felt different there too."
"What do you mean, different?", asks Jared.
"I can't really explain it. Maybe lighter, more welcoming?"
"At night?", Paul snorts.
"I'm talking insane, I know.", I pause. "When I carried her she seemed to be improving a lot. She was less pale and the leech like stench faded too, since I had her so close to me. And Bella's eyes are different too." Billy's eyes harden and stare at me. "Violet eyes. You reckon it means something?"
"Maybe, that's not a common color, whether you're vampire or human.", he sighs. "She needs to be watched."
Everybody leaves. A man stays behind, they call him Charlie; I stare at him.
"Charlie?", he's on me in a second.
"Yeah, Bella?"
"Who are you? Why am I here? Who am I?", I ask him, he looks pained at my questions, and swallows hard a couple of times.
"I'm your father, Bella. We live here, this is my house. You came here from Phoenix, where you lived with your mother, Renee. Your name is Isabella Swan."
"I'm sorry, I'm making you sad.", I sigh, I have to do this and pretend to be this girl. I've been given a great gift, I'm not going to ruin this chance to live a new life even if it's in a strange world, away from most of my people. I know one of them live around this area, and I know I will find her. "Do I have a room?"
"Of course you do."
"Could you take me there?"
"You shouldn't try to…", he breaks off. I sit on the couch and get up slowly but steadily, not wavering as I stand, my eyes blinking, narrowed. "Well, I'll help you get upstairs." And he does.
It's a nice sized bedroom, but looks a bit depressing. But, Goddess, that bed looks inviting.
Tomorrow I'll explore everything. Right now I really have to sleep.
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