Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. Stephanie Meyer does.
Chapter 1: The Bite
The man was tall and blonde. He wore a white long sleeve jacket and a tie tucked neatly behind a shirt. His pants were long and black. The man was holding what looked like a paper. He was reading when he suddenly frowned.
"Edward Anthony Masen," the man said. "Am I right?"
"Yes?" I said in a croaked voice. "And you are?"
"Dr. Carlisle Cullen. How have you been feeling?"
"0.324598762."
Carlisle laughed, "Well, if you really feel this way then according to my calculations a hospice nurse should be here instead of me."
"Sir, if I may know, what have I been diagnosed with?"
"Do you really want to know?"
"Yes."
"The Spanish Influenza."
I gasped. My friend had died that way and the disease was near mortal. I breathed heavily and swallowed hard. I sneezed once.
"Oh dear," Carlisle said taking out a lamp bergere from his bag.
"Sir?" I asked. "May I see my mother?"
The man frowned, "Edward, There's only one way I can say this. She's dead."
I sobbed, feeling tears run down my cheeks. The man offered me a tissue as I wiped my tears from my face.
"Before she died, she did have her final request."
"And what was that?"
"Edward, Spanish Influenza has a morta-."Carlisle told me.
"Yes, I know. I'm going to die."
"Yes…and no."
"What?" I said looking at him in wide eyes.
"Anyways," he said changing the subject. "She wants me to do anything in my power to save you."
"What can you do?"
"Well…….."
"That was rhetorical."
Carlisle looked at his paper twice before looking back at me shaking his head again. Then, he pulled out watch and then his mouth formed in an O.
"Well Mr. Masen, I think I really should get moving." he said nodding once and then heading out of the room.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
5 days later,
Carlisle ran into my room looking rather rushed. When he looked at me he gasped. I was going to die soon and the color of my face was a tell tale sign.
"Look Edward, according to the color of your face you have about only 5 minutes to live."
"Well that's the way live is." I thought to myself. "Goodb-"
"Now, I don't have time do explain what I am to you so I'm going to come out fast and quick. I'm a vampire." Carlisle said in the background of my thoughts.
"What?" I said frowning at him.
"Edward, please, I do not have time for explanations. I'm immortal. And what I meant a couple of days back when I said yes and no was really supposed to mean I bi-, I bite-, I biting you."
"For God's sake, Dr. Cullen please do not tell su-" I was cut of when I felt an immense pain on my neck. My body jerked up as I started screaming.
And then I passed out.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Pls read and review.