Okay So I Am Going To Try Righting In A POV. I've never done it Before So If Its Crap. Feel Free to Tell Me How To Sort It. =P Sorry about all the POV changes that's just the way I'm going to write. If you don't like the switches then get over it or just don't read it. Ok so this is the introduction. X
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Cold and dark. Always cold and dark. Why was Italy so wet? Isn't it supposed to be sunny? The rain, Oh the rain. There is always rain. I wonder what sun is like. I've heard it's warm and bright. I've heard it lights up the world. Making everything beautiful. Well that's what they say. They never let me see it. They say it would ruin my beauty and power.
Beauty and power. I was born with it. I grew up with it. I lived it. Everyday I get stronger. I take out more and more. I'm a killer. My first instinct is to kill. I can't help it. It was how I was raised. I was raised to kill the innocent and the deadly alike. I was raised to protect the Highest Power.
They took me. They kept me. They killed my parents and there was nothing I could do. They came in the dead of night. They came and they killed them. Drank every drop of blood. Right before my once innocent eyes. I was 4. I didn't know death. I didn't know what death was. Back then I thought we lived forever. And now I live death everyday because they told me to. As soon as I saw what they did. I knew. I knew what they were. Vampires.
I could escape. Easily. But there's only one reason I stay. It's because I'm scared. I'm scared to even turn my back on them. It sounds funny. Killer of vampires is scared of her own coven. Although I'm not really a coven member. I'm more of a pet. A human pet. The only reason they never killed me is because of what I can do. I invent. I create any gift I want. Any. That's how I survive. How I live.
My name is Sarah Taylor. I'm 16. A killing machine and on the run from 2 nomad vampires set on killing me. Burning me alive. As revenge for killing their Leader.
It was his fault. I told him he could leave. Turn and run before I hurt him. But he didn't. His last words before I ripped him to shreds scared me the most. "I'll be back. I will get you." The way he said it was like he new something. Something important. Something bad. And I wasn't going to stay around to find out. So I did what any other scared human would do. I ran. I just ran. I haven't stopped yet. It's been two days. One more mile until I reach Volterra. So I can pack and leave. I'll tell them but it won't matter what they say or do. I am leaving and I don't plan on going back. Ever.
Fear makes you fast. A mile really does feel like nothing now. I used to hate having to run at vampire speed. It used to tier me out. But know it seems to have finally clicked. I understand the power needed to move and stop.
As soon as I reached the castle. I burst through the oak doors and screamed up stairs. "I'm leaving. There coming to get me. I need to go." I knew they heard me because I heard the scuffling of there feet as they raced down the stairs.
"Yes, Child. I knew this day would come." Aro sighed sadly. Like he was actually sad that I wanted to leave. I know he wasn't sad about me. Just that my power was leaving too. "I have been prepared for this since you were 14. You are to live in Forks Washington. It's small. And rains a lot. You will be hard to find there. Just as long as you cover your scent." Aro finished. Just as Jane and Alec toppled down the stairs holding 2 duffel bags. My stuff.
I nodded. Picked up my stuff and headed to my car. Yes I know I'm 16. But living with vampires does have a few perks to it. My car was my baby. I never let anyone touch here. She's my own little Smart Roadster. The black paint has never been scratched.
All my senses were on vampire mode as I drove along the harbour to reach the ferry. Even I could swim faster than this thing. I reached the ferry just in time. My tyres screeched as I pulled on the brakes before I hit the car being loaded on. Why was everything so slow? So human. I couldn't help but think what my life might be like if the Volturi hadn't of killed my family. Would my life have been fun? Full of happiness. Would I have finished school? Would I be searching for a job? What would I want for my future? Would I have ever found my gift? Or would it have stayed dormant forever? Most of all I found myself thinking. Would my life be normal?
So many what ifs. But even I can't change the past. So I just have to live my life the way it is and stop thinking about the way it could have been.
I was woken from my day dream to find that we had already reached America. Had I really slept all journey? Wow I must have been tired.
"I'm sorry to wake you miss. But were about to unload the cars and you insisted that no one is to touch your car." The old man whispered politely to me. He smelled of alcohol and smoke.
"Ohh Yes thanks you." I replied as nicely as I could while trying not to breath. I forced a tight smile. And ran off to my precious car. I checked it over quickly for any dents or scratches to the paint work. Nothing. Hmm I really must give these men a tip. The Volturi gave me a black card. 100% access to ALL there accounts across the world. This means more than billions of dollars. I climbed into my car and drove off the ramp and into the streets. I already had the map memorized.
Before long I drove past the Welcome to Forks sign. The speed limit was 30 opps well 200 isn't that much over it. Is it? That's when the rain started. How come the whole drive over had just been cloudy then just as you hit Forks it starts to rain. I followed the instructions Aro wrote down for me. Turn left about 200 yards after the Forks sign. This will lead you to a track almost completely hidden by trees. The gap should just be big enough for you to get through with out the trees touching your precious.
Trust Aro to make a joke out of something simple. I looked up to see a silver Volvo speeding towards me at least 4 times the speed limit. The driver talking on the phone. I made a split second decision and swerved. I was too late. My car scrapped against the side of the Volvo. Leaving a mix of black and silver scratches over the side of his car. My car tipped sideways. Then rolled 4 times before coming to a stop on the other side of the road. I looked over to the other driver to make sure he wouldn't see what I was about to do. My car was upside down and the doors were crushed. There was only one way I was going to get out and that was by kicking the door out. My poor car. But I had to make sure the other driver was ok, I took a deep breath and kicked the door. I may have used a bit to much strength because the door flew off my car and off into the forest. I crawled out of the wreck that was once my car. I surveyed the damage done to me.
My spine was snapped in several places, and two broken wrists. That may take a while to fix. (A/N She can still walk and all that and she doesn't feel the pain because of what the volturi have put her through and also because of her gift.) I could feel the blood running down my body from multiply cuts. Completely drenching me in blood. Losing this much blood would have killed a normal human. But since when was I normal. I turned and winced as I looked at what was left of my car. Pretty much nothing apart from a pile of scrap metal. I stepped forward and touched it with my blood drenched hand. I turned and started to walk away. When I heard a gasp.
Other Driver POV.
I lay in my dear Volvo playing dead so the young girl could be taken away to the hospital. I had heard her bones crack as I slammed into her. My car rolled and came to a stop a little way down the road. The girl must have been going at least 150 mph for this to cause such a huge crash. I turned when I heard a loud crash coming from the girl's car. I looked just in time to see a door flying over the top of my twisted car and deep into the forest. I watched the car again to see the same girl crawl out of it. She stood up. And looked down at herself. As if assessing her situation. From what I heard when she crashed she must have broken both her wrists and at least 4 places on her spine. She was covered from head to toe in blood to much blood. And yet here she was standing in front of her car like nothing had happened. She turned and winced. Properly from the pain she was in. She stepped up to her car and touched it with a bloody hand. She turned and stared to walk towards me when I gasped.
She was beautiful. More than beautiful. She didn't look human. She looked like a goddess. Even with her hair and face covered in her own blood. Talking about blood why can't I smell it? Why aren't I going crazy with the thought of all that blood? I mean she is human. I can hear her heartbeat. Just not smell her blood which is a good thing. Ohh She's coming over. Play just waking up.
Sarah's POV
My eyes zeroed in on the man in the car. There was no blood. Strange. But that's not what caught my eye. I just couldn't help but stare at his hair. It was a beautifully strange shade of ginger. Almost bronze. He turned to look at me with piercing topaz eyes. If it hadn't been for his eye's I would have thought he was a vampire. He inched forward out of his piece of scrap metal and turned to look at me.
"Are you ok?" he asked in a song'ish tone.
"Fine" I managed to stutter.
"I called the ambulance while you were unconscious. I thought you were stuck." The boy with strange hair continued.
I felt my eyes widen when he said ambulance. "No, I'm fine honestly." I rambled. "It's only a few cuts nothing more."
"Please." He said. "I could sleep easier knowing you're actually alright." I sighed and gave in with a nod. Just as the ambulance spun around the corner.
The EMT's came rushing out and grabbed me and tried to pull me onto a stretcher. "Excuse me." I said angrily. "I can walk." I stormed off into the ambulance and took a seat while trying not to laugh. The boy politely refused his stretcher and stepped gracefully into the other ambulance. The next thing I new I was being rush off to hospital. What have I done?
I felt the ambulance crush to a halt. I jumped out the back and was escorted into the hospital by a young EMT. I was taken to a white room. Where they did some scans then I was taken to yet another room where a young doctor in his early 20's was looking at my x-rays with a stunned look on his face. I cleared my throat he jumped, Startled. "Funny, with all that blood you would expect a big scent. Weird." The man whispered far to low for a normal human to hear. "Hello, I'm Doctor Cullen." The man said as he looked up. He seemed to give me a strange sense of déjà vu. "Do I know you from somewhere?" I asked.
"Uh no I don't think so." Dr Cullen said politely.
"Ohh, It's just your name rings a bell." I replied. He just nodded then looked down at the x-ray again.
I stood up and silently walked over to him. "Anything good there. Doc." I asked once I was behind him. He jumped again.
"You should go lay down. I don't know how your able to move around but you have broken your back you should be paralyzed or at least in a lot of pain." He said sternly and yet concerned at the same time.
"Can you just plaster me up then send me home?" I asked setting my plan in motion.
"N..." Cullen started. But I cut him off.
"Yeah you're right let's just get this over with now. Shall we?" I said wincing at the thought of the pain I was about to put myself through. Right wrists first. Crack. Crack All better I thought as I clicked my broken wrists back together. That wasn't so hard. I quickly looked up and Doctor Cullen who was staring back at me with a look of utter shock.
Ahh now for my back. This one may hurt. Crack Wince Crack Wince Crack Wince Crack Wince.
"All better." I said with a forced smile. That really did hurt. A lot. But then again I really wonder what it must feel like to have a broken bone for longer than a few days. That must really hurt. Not as badly as being tossed across the room like a doll though.
"You alright there Doc?" I asked suddenly concerned about this poor doctor. That must have scared him a lot. "Hmm looks like I may have to alter everyone's memory a bit seeing as I have school. I wouldn't want to be late." Ahh I sound like a nerd. But I really do want to go to school. I want to know what its like. If it's boring like everyone says. Or maybe it is really fun. I really do sound so clueless but it's true. I've never been to school. I was taught a lot. I remember everything every single Volturi vampire's have taught me. And I mean everything. You name it. I properly know it.
Ohh yes getting off track. Memory modifying. That's right.
10 minutes later and I was done. Now off to the crash site. I need to refabricate the accident. Make it seem like a one person accident. I looked around. Good no ones watching and took off into the forest.
Strange bronze haired boy. POV
I saw Carlisle walk out of the room that strange girl was in. He turned and looked at me dazed.
"Edward, Can you please enlighten me as to why you are here?" He asked politely.
"Don't you remember? I crashed into a girl. She's just in there. You were just talking to her." I said astounded. How can a vampire forget?
"No there was no one in the car, Edward. You crashed into a tree." Carlisle said. His voice and mind filled with concern.
"No. It was a girl. I saw it. I saw her. I saw the car. The blood and her face. Her bea..."
"Son, I think you should go home and rest." Carlisle said calmly. The way he always talks to his patience when they were stressed. I'm not a patient and I'm not stressed. I know what I saw. I know I saw that girl. That beautiful girl.
"Edward." Carlisle said sternly. "Go home." I looked up. Even I couldn't argue with Carlisle. I turned and walked through the familiar front doors just in time to see a blur of red and white disappearing into the forest. Wow whatever that was it must have been very quick. A bit too quick. I darted after it. I could hear its heartbeat. Just a fraction faster than humans. The blur disappeared when it reached the crash site. I climbed a tree and sat and watched. The girl from the crash. But what was she doing.
She walked over to my precious Volvo and picked it up. Wait a second. A Human. A human girl picking up a car. No way. I must be crazy.
She dropped it in front of a tree. She dented the tree and my car. What is she doing? Carlisle words sounded in my head. "You crashed into a tree" Ohh She's fixing the crash site. Once she was finished with the car and tree. She picked up her car and literally threw it into the forest. "I'm sorry. Precious." The girl said in a sad melodic voice. Then started picking up all evidence that another car had been there.
If I hadn't of been there. Even I would have believed it. She looked up. Gasped. Then ran away. I got down from the tree. Stroked my Volvo one last time then ran back to the house. To get ready for school.
Sarah P.O.V (Morning. She's Just Woken Up. 8:40am)
Oh No. The Boy. That Boy was watching me. I should have been more careful. I can't find his mind to erase the memories. It's like he's not there. What am I going to do? I can't just go confess. Can I? No. Never. Never burden someone's with my secrets.
I must have scared him so much. He must be sitting there scared or at least very confused. I wonder if he goes to Forks High. Oh S*! School. I only have 20 minutes.
I rushed around the house in record speed. It only took 10mins. I sped out the door. Oh Shoot. I don't have a car. Looks like I'm running.
(A/N-10mins Later. At School. Because I Am Lazy And Can't Be Bothered To Write About Her Running.)
I made it. And just in time to. I looked around the car park. Wow it's rather full. A lot of different cars. They all look quite old though. My car (when I get another one) will never fit in.
Screech. Someone likes to burn rubber. That car sounds rather new. I looked up in time to see a huge jeep and a shiny silver Volvo much like the one that was totalled.
The cars parked in the only two open spots on the other side of the car park. 5 pale white people got out. To say they were beautiful was an understatement. They looked vampire but different somehow. No, I am seriously loosing it. Making ordinary people look like vampires. There is always an explanation. Like perhaps there father is a plastic surgeon or something. Yes that's it. A plastic surgeon.
But then again. They can't be related. I mean they all look different. There facial features are all perfect but there still not the same. There's a short girl. Almost pixie looking. My gift tells me her name in Mary Alice Brandon. But she goes by Alice Cullen. There's a blond haired boy holding her hand. His name is Major Jasper Whitlock. But he goes by Jasper Hale. Strange Major. That's a solider term. Why does that name ring a bell? Something I picked up in an old vampires mind. Must be a relation. The Muscular ones name is Emmet Dale McCarty. But also goes by the last name Cullen. The tall blonde girl is Rosalie Lillian Hale. And she goes by that name. Strange. What old names for such young people. Ohh there's one more. He has such beautiful hair. But wait no name? Strange. There's nothing at all.
I jumped when the bell rang. I stood and rushed over to the office. An old lady named Mrs Cope handed me a funny green slip. "Get all your teachers to sign this at the start of class then bring it back to me at the end of class. Dear." The lady said friendly. I just nodded. I've faced new born vampires with no fear and yet I am scared of school. Get a grip. The second bell went. I glanced at my timetable. Math. Then rushed over to Building 3. I arrived just as the teacher walked into class.
"Hi, I'm Sarah Taylor Volturi." I managed to stutter. He just nodded and stuck his hand out for the slip. I passed it over shakily. He gave it back. Then pointed to the seat in the farthest corner of the room. Does this man not know how to talk? And then he started. Now I see why this man never said a word. His voice made nails squealing down a chalk board seem like a lullaby. Through the whole hour and a half lesson all he did was talk. I bet he could talk his way out of a cardboard box if he wanted to. If this was school I want a refund. The bell was my saviour. I stood up and started to walk out of class when a hand touched my shoulder. I spun around. Reflex. And brushed his hand away.
"Hi, I'm Mike Newton." He said proudly. His mind also voiced who proud he was. He thought he could get any girl he chose. But not this girl. Or the Cullen/hale girls. That's quite funny. He thinks he looks hot. Ok. He reminds me of a dog. Not a werewolf. No. Like a poodle. Or a spaniel. No He looks like a golden retriever. What with his blond hair and lopsided tongue out grin. He held out his hand. I started at it in disgust. "Your supposed to shake it." Mike the dog said. I just started at him. He coughed disgusting. Right in my face.
"Not likely. I might catch something." I said calming but with a hint of menace. I turned and walked away making sure I swished my hair in his face. Whipping him right in the eye. I heard him shout something. But I didn't listen to what. I was too busy trying to find an empty table in the busy cafeteria. I spotted it. Right in the far corner. Perfect. No one will bother me there. I walked quickly over to it and sat down. I took out my sketch book and started drawing.
Edward P.O.V
The cafeteria was so noisy. Not just out loud but also in my head. So full of nonsense. Every voice full of some kind of uninteresting rumour about someone else. Nothing ever of interest. At last we reached our table. Everyone sat down.
"Who's that?" Emmett asked.
"How are we meant to know?" Rosalie snapped.
"Who?" I asked. "I can't see anyone in your mind. It's like you're talking and looking at something your mind isn't visualising."
"That girl. She's new Everyone's throwing food at her." Jasper answered.
I looked over to where Jasper was looking. And there sat a girl. Her long hair was covering her face. People were throwing food. That's sad. Although they can't hit her. They seem to just miss her by mere inches. Look closer. Alice's mental voice sounded in my head. And so I did. It was unbelievable. The girl was moving a split second before the food hits. So it just misses her. I want a shot. Emmett's childish voice chanted. "No. Emmett." I said but it was too late. He had the bread roll in his hand and was throwing it far too fast. It would seriously hurt this girl. She won't be able to move in time.
The girls hand shot up like a rocket. The roll flew straight into her open hand. She glanced up. Her face still covered apart from her mouth. A bright grin was showing. She pulled her arm back. Readying it. There was no way she was going to be able to throw it all the way over the other side of the room. I was wrong again. But that's not what surprised me. She flicked her hand forward. The roll flew across the room at a blinding speed and smacked straight into Emmett's head. Knocking him off his chair. That was far too hard to have been human. I looked up at the girl. She was full out laughing now. She stood up. Looked over at us. Then walked out the back door. We decided to follow. Silently we stood up and followed. We kept to the shadows. Careful not to alert her to our presence. She kept walking until she reached a small forest. She turned. Her hair still in front of her face. Why did I have the strangest urge to wipe it away and touch her cheek?
"There's no point hiding." She sighed. "I do know your there."
Alice jumped down from the tree. "How?" She asked.
"Easy" The girl replied. "I heard you. There are 4 more up in the trees." Then she looked up slightly and waved right at me. Why do I know that voice? We all jumped down. The girl was now sitting on a rock. She brushed the hair out of her face. No it couldn't be...