Note : I do not own any characters …. Except Vicky … This is from Eclipse. Vicky POV
Preface
After being in Forks, Washington, I didn't want to think about what had happened in the previous year. I didn't want to think about it, but it was hard to forget such a big event like that. I had to come to grips of being the last of my kind on the earth, and I had forever to think about what had happened to my mother. I had forever to either live in the past, or to move on. The choice is always a hard one, whether you're a human or not. I could be a werewolf or a vampire and still have to choose whether to live in the past or not. But I could see that I will be able to get through it in the future.
Chapter 1 – Forest of Forks
I was completely in my own little world. I didn't care about anything else, which was unfortunate for a tall, nearby tree, though; I had looked at it and set it on fire. I was in control enough to place a small containment field around it; I didn't want to kill anything that happened to be walking nearby. I had seen enough death in the last day or so. I was beginning to get hungry; or thirsty, I couldn't really tell. I could smell Elk nearby but I couldn't be bothered to get up. At least I've stopped crying, I thought. After another few seconds I thought maybe I should get up, not only to get something down me to give me some energy, but a worm had managed to get too close for my own comfort.
I headed for a river nearby that I could easily hear from three or four miles away, if I was searching for it. I knew that the elk I had smelt was heading for it. I was planning to drink its blood. I can do that, but I would rather eat normal food. I was closing onto the elk when I smelt an apple tree. I find apples more appealing than elk blood. I think any normal person would, but I had lived on blood for the first five years of my life. I took the best apple and took a bite. It was okay, I guess, but I had tasted better when I was in Peru for a few weeks with my mother, before that damn animal had ruined it all. I promised myself I wouldn't think about it anymore.
It took me less than a minute to finish the apple and I tossed the core to one side as I slide down the tree and sat on the cold, hard forest floor once again. I closed my eyes and saw the massive animal that had killed my mother on the back of my eyelids, like an image burned into my brain for eternity that would always cause me pain whenever I close my eyes.
That second I heard a twig break on the forest floor about half a mile away from me. I effortlessly got up in three milliseconds and turned to the west, where the noise had come from. I was stupid to blink, as it could be something that would have killed me, but I did. The second I had lifted my eyelids again, I saw a figure and shifted into a weird defensive stance that I had inherited from my mother. In front of me stood a short girl and just behind her was a sort of scary looking man. He was scary only because of the constant look of pain on his face and the fact he was covered in scars from vampire bites. By that I knew they were both vampires, and also because of the wonderful scent they were both emitting. I didn't have to look into the near future to find that out at least. Anyway, I liked surprises and I was taught not to rely on my ability to see the future.
The women, whose name is Alice, according to the man, Jaspers, thoughts, looked a bit annoyed. She can usually see the future, also from Jaspers thoughts, and she couldn't see me. She was about to speak when I answered her question.
"Sorry, that's my fault."
She looked a bit confused. I had been using my powers to make sure no one could see me in the future, I always do, And I guess it was also lucky that I had been masking my own scent with my powers too, otherwise I would have been these vampire target, even thought my skin is too tough for even their indestructible fangs.
I let her see me in the future now, maybe that would get me on her good side, if she had a good side. I half smiled as I was preparing to answer her next question. I didn't have to speak.
"Whoa"
She paused as her eyes glazed over for a few seconds, searching the future for what I was going to say once again.
"No need to ramble on. I know what you mean."
I found this a little annoying; I wanted to answer aloud, as it seemed to confuse Jasper. I blocked the future from her for a few seconds; she knew it was coming anyway.
"Hey!" Alice said in a high pitched voice.
I saw that the convocation was going to end up with me following them back to a man called Carlisle.
"Fine, I'll come with you to see this Carlisle guy. Just don't expect much from me at the moment, okay? I've been through a lot lately, and I don't want to talk about."
Jasper seemed to sense some despair in my voice or something because he started looking concerned about me. I was confused to why he would be concerned about me but Alice took my hand and dragged me towards the river I was heading for earlier.
We passed a few hundred or so trees before the next convocation started,
"Was it you that started that weird fire?" Alice asked
"Weird fire?" I mumbled to myself. Then I suddenly remembered
"Yeah, I'm sorry. That's my fault again"
"Its okay, you can stop apologizing. Jasper and I saw it and we were extremely confused in how it was contained. I'm adding two and two together and guessing that you contained it, too."
At this point, Jasper had not stopped looking at me. It gave me the impression that he was trying to figure me out. Maybe I should get used to that. I looked at Alice again and said "yes."
When we got to the river I saw that there was garden and a big, modern looking house. The three of us leaped across the river with ease. I probably found it a bit easier than them. Jasper had a hint of surprise in his eyes, by that I could tell that he hadn't expected me to jump as effortlessly across the river as I did, or to be able to at all by that matter. I was also guessing that by the fact they couldn't actually get my scent, they were confused as with what I am. They obviously know I'm not a human, vampire or werewolf; they would have been able to smell me. We took seconds to get inside the house. It was massive. I had never seen anything like this before, but for vampires to be living in a house too, it confused me for a few milliseconds. I smelt the air and came to a conclusion that these vampires didn't drink human blood; I could also see this by the golden colour in both Alice and Jaspers eyes.
Alice still had hold of my hand. I hadn't noticed what I had done until now, but I had lowered my temperature to the same as a vampires. It was comfortable so that's why it took me so long to realise. Alice took me through the living room and up the stairs. Jasper followed closely. They had some strange ornaments in this house. We walked slower now, and we were passed three or four doors. Then we entered a big room with shelves full of old books and the walls like a hall of fame, covered in old portraits from the 1900's, my guess for the dates anyway. At the desk in the middle of this library was another vampire, who had blonde hair and those same golden eyes. This wasn't a clan of vampires, this was a family, and I could tell that by the way Alice smiled at this man. I guessed it was Carlisle.
"This was what caused the contained fire, Carlisle."
"Ah I see, hello, my name is Carlisle" He walked casually up to me and we shook hands.
"Hi" was the only thing I could say.
Jasper and Alice has stepped back a little by this point, as if volunteering me for some task that nobody else wanted to do for a teacher at a school.
"She has no scent and can jump further than us. I struggled jumping as far as she did over the river. Carlisle, please explain, she's not letting me see her in the future."
I could have sworn Alice's voice had a whining sound in it just then.
"Alice, she is our guest, be patient."
Carlisle looked at me then; his eyes very caring.
"What's your name? We can not keep referring to you as "she."" He smiled
I didn't want to talk but I knew I had to.
"Victoria" I half-smiled back.
After the formal introductions we continued to talk. Carlisle explained that he knew of my kind while Alice and Jasper stood behind me being patient. I could tell that Alice was getting agitated. Alice stepped forward and placed her hand on my shoulder.
"Carlisle, please get to the point. What exactly is Victoria's Kind?"
Carlisle said nothing and just stared at me, waiting for me to answer the question that was clearly not directed at me. I hesitated while Alice's eyes shifted from Carlisle to my face.
"I'm a………Witch." I winced at the word. My mother and I agreed on not calling each other witches. We hated the stereotypical views on witches. They could all see that I winced at the word. You can't hide much from vampire's eyes.
"You mean like flying broomsticks? I didn't know they actually existed."
I turned to Alice
"No broomsticks, No cauldrons." I smiled and held my hand out; palm faced up, and produced a small harmless ball of blue fire. I made it blue because I prefer Blue flames to red, no other reason. I closed my fist and re-opened it and the fireball had disappeared. Carlisle Smiled as Alice just looked at me in awe. I couldn't see Jasper's reaction.
"You wouldn't have known about Victoria's existence because the last time I checked there was only a handful of "them" left. They had a war with themselves a few centuries ago."
I had to correct him.
"I'm the only one left" I said, the sorrow in my voice clear as I remembered, once again, what had happened the day before. Nothing was said for the 30 seconds while it clicked. I looked at the small clock on the desk in the middle of the room. 12 hours, 4 minutes, 12 seconds. I had no idea how I knew that. Alice had understood completely, she seemed to be good at adding two and two together. She hugged me and I didn't say anything, I let one tear escape. I hated myself for that. Jasper seemed to feel my being upset and as Alice pulled away from the hug he placed his hand on my shoulder.
We ended up back in the living room. Alice and I were on the sofa. Jasper was stood up next to Alice's side of the sofa. Carlisle was in an armchair. Alice hadn't let go of my hand since I said that id lost someone I loved, in less words.
I didn't cry properly. I wanted to explain, but ended up giving a photo of my mother to Alice, who passed it to Carlisle.
"Is this your mother?" Carlisle was curious.
"Yes."
"Were you born in England 1961?"
"Yes, but how did you know that?"
"You're forty-eight?" Alice interrupted, adding two and two together once again; "You look sixteen. Guess I shouldn't be surprised."
I smiled at her. I liked Alice, She was funny.
"Your mother was Christina."
"Yes. Did you know her?"
"Yes, but I only knew her for a short time. I helped her give birth to you." He smiled
I smiled and breathed a giggle, something my mother used to do a lot.
"How long will you be in Forks" Carlisle seemed to like to ask questions.
"I have no idea. I haven't thought about what I'm going to do at all."
"Would you like to stay with us? It's completely your choice, but it would be nice if you accepted." He smiled and I couldn't help but smile back. I thought about it for a few seconds. I wasn't going to do anything if I went back to the forest, except maybe burn more trees by accident. So I agreed to stay with Carlisle and his family, the Cullen's.
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