Authors Note: Again, please excuse the inaccuracies ^-^
I was lying on a sofa in a cold room with my head on a pillow. Not that it helped – the burning sensation was still there and it was getting worse.
Carlisle sat beside me and talked to me about things that I couldn't understand. I thought that I heard him say something about family.
That reminded me of my family. I wondered what was going on with them now. Were they phoning the police? Were they crying? Did they even notice that I was gone? I sighed inwardly. Probably not.
As soon as I realised that my eyes were open, the door opened and a small girl came in. Small in height, I mean, she was about 16 – older than me.
"How is she?" the girl asked in a concerned voice. I was surprised that I could actually make sense of it.
I heard Carlisle sigh, "I don't know Alice. She's not screaming or showing any of the normal signs – she doesn't seem to be in pain at all. I don't even know if she's aware of anything that's going on."
NOT IN PAIN? NOT IN PAIN? If he knew the agony that I was in...
"Oh, well that's good, isn't it? Maybe she's like Bella that way. Maybe it's just easier for her to be silent" Alice comforted him. There was more worry in her voice than just concern for me.
"I honestly don't know."
"It hurts you to not know what to do, doesn't it?"
"Yes. I suppose this is how you feel when the wolves get in the way of your visions." he sighed, "I'm a doctor Alice – I'm supposed to know what to do in these situations."
He's a doctor? Then why hasn't he realised that I'm dead? Maybe he's just the worst doctor in history.
Alice laughed a nervous laugh, it was sweet but had a slight edge to it.
"Oh yes, because they tell you what to do if a girl is becoming a vampire but you don't know what she's feeling in medical school."
He laughed too. The same sweet, shaky laugh.
Okay, again with the vampires. What was with me?
"Will Jasper be okay?" Carlisle asked, suddenly serious.
Alice looked troubled. And there was the source of her worry: the guy who killed me.
"I don't know. The girl hasn't made up her mind whether to forgive him or not. It all depends on that."
Carlisle looked at me helplessly.
"It would be so much easier if Edward was here."
I zoned out of the conversation then, closing my eyes and drifting to a fantasy world in my head. It helped me not to feel the pain so badly when I was with my family in a perfect world.
After some time the fire started to dull from my hands and feet – not a lot, but enough to notice it. A few minutes later I started to notice the fire subduing some more. Well actually subduing was the wrong word, retreating was more like it. The pain didn't actually get better it just moved. It seemed to be concentrated on my heart which had sped up. Wait, why could I hear that!?
"It's nearly over," Carlisle sighed.
My heart was racing. It felt like it was about to explode and it really, really hurt! And just like that my heart stopped. It just gave out.
I opened my eyes. Carlisle was still sitting beside me, it was as if he had not left even though I knew that was stupid because he needed to eat and sleep and stuff. Besides he barely knew me so why would he stay here? More importantly, why was I here? More importantly still, where was here?
I looked at him. Really looked at him, he was so much more handsome than I remembered. It was as if the clarity of his face had just been multiplied by like a million.
I realised that I hadn't been breathing so I quickly inhaled. I was then shocked to realise that it didn't help, it was as though I didn't need it. Which was just plain crazy.
Carlisle was not alone in the room. Beside him was a woman, around the same age as him (24 or 25), medium height and slender with shoulder-length caramel hair. Across the room was a huge guy who, at first glance, I thought was really fat, but I soon gathered that it was actually muscle. Mental note to self: don't get on the wrong side of that guy. Beside him stood a blonde girl, who had a slightly arrogant look about her, but she was still the most beautiful person I'd ever seen. Across the room was another couple: the girl had mahogany hair and was very pretty and the boy was ginger and also attractive – they all were.
"It's bronze." the ginger guy muttered under his breath, but I could hear him as though he was standing beside me. Weird.
No, no...what was weird was that he FREAKING KNEW WHAT I WAS THINKING!
He laughed at apparently nothing...or my thoughts...
The muscular guy cleared his throat, "Uh, Esme, Carlisle, I'd feel better you guys came over here, you know, away from her."
That was mean, again, it's not like I could have done anything to them even if I had wanted to. Ginger smiled at me then, "Trust me, you don't know your own strength. And stop commenting on the hair."
I wasn't listening, I had just noticed that everything was so clear it was unnatural. Like high definition TV. I could see everything from the colours in the lights to the dust in the air. The dust in the air! Ok, maybe HD wasn't quite this good.
"Wow." I said...and then screamed. My voice was so weird - it was slightly deeper than it had been but also crystal clear and silky smooth.
At the sound of my scream the big guy stepped forward and pushed the others behind him. I hissed at him. Yes, HISSED! What was this?
"Just try and hurt them!" he said threateningly.
"Jeez, calm down. I don't want to hurt anybody!" I said to him, in my new strange voice, "So... anybody gunna tell me what's going on, or do I have to guess?"
The guy looked like he realised that he had over reacted but he didn't relax his stance.
"I'm so sorry," Carlisle said, "I am Carlisle, this is Esme," -he pointed to the woman beside him- "Emmett" -the big guy- "Rosalie" -the blonde girl- "Edward" -Ginger- "and Bella." -the brunette- "We're the Cullens. What's your name?"
"...Sophie..."
"Okay Sophie, I don't want you to be scared but, we're vampires."
All right, now I knew I was crazy. I laughed, quite manically actually. Everybody looked at me strangely.
"Why are you laughing?" asked Emmett, "It's not funny!"
"She thinks she's insane." Ginger, sorry Edward, told them.
"Hey! Get out of my head, it's annoying." I complained, "and I am insane."
"Oh, don't worry, he does it to everyone," Esme said gently in her sweet voice, smiling at Ginger, "you'll get used to it... if you choose to stay."
"Ok," Carlisle said to me, "just pretend that we're vampires. Is that easier?"
"Um, yeah," I said remembering a time when I was really little pretending to be vampires with my cousin. The memory seemed oddly fuzzy.
Carlisle smiled, "Good. Well you see...you're a vampire too now."
I was about to object but he cut me off, "Pretending, remember?"
I nodded.
"I'm afraid that you can't see your family any more because you might accidentally hurt them. So really you have the choice of joining our family or the Denali clan as a vegetarian, or a different coven. Of course you could always go on off on your own, but that's not really advisable."
I raised my hand because I was sure that if I tried to interrupt him again he would ignore me.
"Yes?" he smiled kindly.
"Um, when you say 'vegetarian'...?"
"I mean that we don't hunt humans, just animals."
"Hunt..." I whispered.
Carlisle looked worried, "Yes, but not humans. It won't be easy to live on only animals for the first while, but it will get easier, I promise."
I was speechless, nobody was telling him he was mental and I was beginning to believe the madness.
"We'll have to move now because, well because people will know you here and we'll probably get arrested for kidnapping you or something. The question is whether or not you will come with us?" Carlisle went on.
"Um, I seriously doubt that there will be any kind of investigation into my disappearance. But more importantly: What!?"
"I know that it's sudden, but we have to leave as soon as possible. So we need your decision. You can change it later, of course."
"There isn't really a choice, is there?"
He laughed, "No, not really."
"Okay. What can I do, since it is my fault you have to move 'n all?"
Rosalie snarled from behind Emmett.
"It's nobodies fault," Carlisle said more to Rosalie than to me, "and we were going to move soon anyway. We're getting too old."
I looked at him sceptically.
"I'm supposed to be 35," he explained, "and vampires don't age so we had to start off quite young but we've been here for a while-"
"I love that you just skim over the whole 'vampires don't age thing'!"
"Sorry, now's not the time to go into detail. I'll tell you everything later, okay? But now," he stood up and smiled, "Emmett, Edward and Bella will take you hunting - you must be thirsty."
