Alice Cullen: The Lost Years
I was alone. I was completely alone. Everything was a blur to me. I remembered nothing of my past, and my future didn't seem too bright either. I wandered through the forest, confused and hungry. The hunger was maddening. To be honest, it was more like a thirst. A thirst for blood.
It hadn't been very long ago that I became a… vampire. I figured it out rather quickly when I began craving blood. That's when I decided to stay out of any towns; I didn't want to kill any innocent people. I hunted down animals and drank their blood, which was enough to keep me going.
I don't remember much of my past… I remember a dark room, a kind man who must have been the vampire who transformed me, and the feeling of being hunted. I was distraught and alone out in these woods. To top it all off, I kept having weird visions; I think they were visions of the future. I'm pretty sure I've always had them, but I just can't remember…
I was thinking about everything while I searched for food, when I heard something behind me. Imagine my surprise when I turn around and see a handsome young man standing behind me.
He didn't look much older than me; he seemed to be about 25 or 26. He had beautiful brown hair that was just a little shaggy, but not so long that it hung in his face. He wore a long black coat that was buttoned up to about his neck. And his eyes… after looking at them, I knew he was like me. Well, a vampire anyway.
Because from his dark red eyes, it was clear to me he had not been feeding on the beasts of the forest.
"Hello," spoke the stranger. His voice seemed rich and cultured. His accent was American, of course, but I felt like I heard a hint of European in it. "You can relax. I'm not here to harm you." He strolled casually towards me. I couldn't help but stay tense as he drew nearer, his 6 feet dwarfing my 4 foot 10.
He stopped an arm's length away from me. "Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Michael. And what, may I ask, is your name?" I looked at him. He didn't look dangerous. Too dangerous, at least. After a few moments hesitation, I said, "I'm… I'm Alice."