Author's Note: It's a working title, suggestions are welcome. This is my first attempt to write, so please be gentle! Constructive feedback is always welcomed. I've drawn inspiration from a story I once read, but only a basic idea of the beginning that sparked my need to write. This is completely original; if parts are recognizable it is not intentional. This is set in 2005, like the original. I'm trying to focus it on Peter and Bella, but Alice and Jasper will be a large part of the story. Multiple POVs are likely.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Stephanie Meyer created this world; I just want to try my hand at playing around in it!
Chapter 1 –Alice POV
I knew time was getting near. For the last 85 years, I've waited. I've searched and watched every decision possible. If I could have met him sooner, I would already be gone. As much as I love the Cullen's, as much fun and love we've shared, it wouldn't come close to the love of my true family. When I first woke to this life as a vampire, I had one vision that stopped me from going completely feral. I wasn't sure who I was, what I was, or where I was because I awoke with no memories. As the red haze started to fill my vision, I was struck with a scene, like a play, rolling through my mind.
"It was a cloudy day. The air was cold; I could tell by the puffs of smoke coming from passing humans and the way they were dressed. I was walking with a girl down the sidewalk. I couldn't completely make out her features or what we were talking about, but I knew she was my best friend by the way we huddled together in whispers. She felt familiar and I knew I would love her. Just as we were about to go into a store, I was grabbed around the waist.
"Hey!" I said giggling. "We have things to get ready. Come on, let's go!"
"Come on, Alice. Just a one little kiss. I'm feelin' a might neglected, darlin'. You've been draggin' us around all morning." a soothing voice with a Southern drawl said.
I turned to look at the man holding me. He was so handsome! He had to be a least 6'3". He had a good foot on my height, at least. He had honey blonde hair that would have probably reached his shoulders, if not for the slight curl. He was wearing a red, long-sleeved flannel shirt, blue jeans, and black cowboy boots. I could see around his neck and on his hands, he had scars. Lots of them from the limited amount of skin I could see. They gave him a dangerous feel, but he eyes told the truth. He had red eyes, close to a cherry color, and they were filled with love. I could almost feel it exude from his skin. I would learn in later visions that it actually was, since he is an empath.
Just as I was about to reply, another voice deeper and rougher than the first, cut me off.
"Yeah, come on pixie! Give your favorite brother Peter a break. I wanna kiss my girl without havin' to sneak off to the dressin' rooms. My pequeña is tired of playin' dress up with you; she wants to play with me." Peter, which was apparently his name, had a mischievous glint in his eyes as he threw the girl beside me sexy smirk.
I didn't pay too much attention to him during the vision. I was still too wrapped in this man in front of me. I knew he was mine. Everything that included was secondary to him. I pouted as he wrapped me in his arms.
"Major throw some emo mojo her way." Peter continued.
"Peter, I told ya. You don't have to call me that. Jasper is just fine around our girls."
His name was Jasper. We had such perfectly matching old style names, although we were old, so it fit.
The vision carried on to an innocent wrestling match that almost got them in trouble with the cops. I could tell it was on skipping ahead to different scenes of the life we would share. I knew from our clothing and some of the devices I saw that it was a good way into the future. But I knew I would wait however long it took! We would be so in love and our family would be so close. I had to make sure that the future I saw came to be.
As I came out that, I realized I was standing up, still as a statue. Although I learned many things about being a vampire from that life altering vision, one thing I never saw was why my eyes were a light ocher color. I knew Jasper and Peter hunted criminals. They didn't like it, but had made peace with what they were and did by ridding the world of human monsters.
As I decided to try to find out what made my eyes that color, I was pulled into another vision. This time it was me meeting the Cullen's. Their eyes were the same light yellow color mine had been. I saw us hunting animals, instead of feeding off humans. I was so relieved. I didn't judge my mate and his brother for the way they survived. They didn't know any better and had lived a pain-filled existence for many years. But not even knowing who I was, I knew I couldn't carry that guilt. Again, I saw many scenes of happiness and love, this time with the Cullen's. I knew I would be with them for many years.
While I wanted to find my mate right away, any decision I made or he made changed the future so much it would take more years than it should. I reluctantly decided to just let it alone, while still searching periodically to see if things had improved. I shook myself from my visions, with just enough hold on myself to head into the woods surrounding the clear I awoke in to hunt.
I searched for the Cullen's for a few years before pinning down their location in Alaska. When I finally found them, I gave them a shorted version of the truth. They knew I would find my mate while with the family, but not any details. I knew of Edward's mind reading gift and was able to keep him out. My mate and true family was my most adored secret. As much as I loved the Cullen's, I could see from future interactions that Carlisle, Esme, and Edward wouldn't be very comfortable with them around. Edward specifically showed disgust and was sanctimonious asshole to them because they hunted humans. Like he hadn't done so during his "rebellious streak" some years after he was turned.
So, back to my main point. It was almost time to meet my Jasper! I could feel it getting closer. I knew something big would happen soon. I just didn't know at the time we would meet in such a spectacular way.
