Sunset

by Danni-Saur

post-breaking dawn. Vampires AND Werewolves what if you were a vampire and you couldn't remember your human life, but found out you had a brother and he might still be alive, would you search for him? would you risk your life to find him?

SUNSET

Preface

There wasn't much I could do. I wasn't overly intelligent, pretty or interesting. My identity was the only thing that made me special, the only thing that could convince him. Would he believe me? What would I say? I didn't have time to think about this now. I had to find where he was, that's it. Where was he, where was he…

Chapter 1

It was always hard to explain. You didn't really know where to begin, "Oh and by the way I'm a vampire" didn't always go down well. I always got this gut feeling, when I knew someone couldn't take it. It was like an alarm, a warning, in my body saying "No, this person won't understand."
I hated killing. Especially for no reason. So I always trusted my gut. No matter how wrong it seemed. So here I was sitting in class, not paying attention as usual.
I was born, well "born" in 1918, and I'd pretty much learned all I could then.
"Sarah!" I blinked at the sudden outburst of my name.
"Erm, yes?" well done Sarah, that sounded like you were listening
"The answer?" Mr. Jones raised an eyebrow as I stared at the numbers on the board… nothing new, just fractions.
"Anytime today Miss Lewis." Man, why did he always have to be so....ugh.
"5 over 7, sir." Wasn't exactly challenging.
"Hmph," he grunted and turned back to doing pointless work on the board. The day went slowly until lunch, where as usual, I sat alone. Some people said "hi" now and then but not often. When the bell rang, everyone rushed in a blur through the small canteen door. I didn't bother rushing with them, the truth was I could get there three times
as quick as them.
So maybe I was gonna be 16 forever, but that wasn't that bad right? The other lessons, PE and Science, went slow, slower than normal, and my gut was messing with me all lesson, trying to tell me something.
I walked home; I only lived five minutes away. For a human anyway, for me it was more like one minute. I lived with the woman who turned me, her name was Clarissa, she was amazingly beautiful, but also could be quite evil.
"73 seconds, you're getting slow," she smirked as I walked in the door, covered in snow.
"Yeah well, can't all be perfect," I smirked back.
"How are you keeping?" she said, staring at my black eyes.
"Fine." I was always determined to last that bit longer, like I said: I hated killing. "We can go hunting tonight?" She said, now looking away.
"I said I'm fine." She never listened, she always treated it like a parent-child situation, which was never the case.
"Sarah, you're not kidding anyone. You're a Vampire, you have been for almost a hundred years, you need blood to survive and I'm sorry but you were made to kill, you have to kill humans to survive." She was in front of me now staring down with her menacing red eyes.
"Ugh, I know," I looked away. "Hunting tonight it is then," she smirked and went upstairs. We'd only hunt for animals, every now and then Clarissa takes a break from killing humans, because she knows how much it bothers me. I placed my bags on the floor and went to the big white room at the back of the house. Our house was quite big and secluded. We preferred it that way, for obvious reasons. There sat a large white piano, sitting, waiting to be played once again
I sat on the stool, placing my fingers on the keys and played a sweet, mellow tune I'd been working on for a while. Clarissa said musical genes must run in my human family, and that I was truly talented.