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Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. No matter how much I want to. The characters and places all belong to Stephenie Meyer. Except for Crystal, she is all mine.
The pain finally started to subside. It was only about two days since I was bitten, but it felt like an eternity. I was grateful that the pain was gone. Now a new sensation was flooding through me. It was a thirst, a hunger. The thirst would only be satiated by one thing. That thing was human blood.
I tried to stretch my limbs, they were sore from the pain. While I was getting up I saw something white on my hand. No, it was my hand. My whole hand was now alabaster white. I checked my arms, legs and the rest of my body. My once tan skin was now pure white. I had turned in to one of the monsters, I realized.
What happened?
I sat down, pondering this change. Then I thought back to when we were doing reports on monsters for Halloween. I had written about vampires.
Was I now one of the monsters that I thought was only a figment of my imagination? I tried to think back on what were the characteristics of a vampire.
The blood drinking of course, the pale skin, and the beautiful features, all these things described the monsters that were around me.
Suddenly the door clicked. I turned and saw the old man come in with two other big vampires. "How are you?" he asked, in a polite voice.
"Confused," I answered honestly. "What happened?"
"I turned you in to one of us," he explained. "You are now a vampire."
'So I was right,' I thought. Then I noticed he had his had rested upon my shoulder.
"Stop touching me!" I commanded in a strong voice. To my surprise he jerked it off as if some one electrocuted him.
He looked at me with a mixture of shock and curiosity. Then he rearranged his face into a calm expression. "I never got to introduce my self properly. My name is Aro, and this is Felix and Demetri," he said as he gestured to the two large vampires behind him. Felix, the bigger one, winked at me. Ignoring them I turned to Aro.
"You must be hungry," he stated. "We have some humans saved for you. Do you want to go down now?"
Suddenly the memory of the night I changed came back.
I shuddered.
"No thank you," I answered, even though my thirst was burning my throat. How could I subject other innocent humans to that torturous method of dying? No matter how thirsty I was. There must have been an alternative.
"Are you sure?" he asked curiously.
I nodded and he looked thoughtful for a second. "I never thought I would meet another vampire who would refuse blood," he mumbled almost silently. My recently sharpened hearing caught every word he said. Then he had an expression that confused me. "Come down with me. I want to introduce you to the rest of the clan."
I followed him unwillingly. The tone that I caught sounded like it was a command that must be followed. He led the way through the stairs and passageways to the room where my change took place. I repressed a shudder and tried not to think about it. There was nothing I could do.
Inside the room was a group of vampires and two humans. I then realized his intentions. He was going to try to cure my resistance to humans.
The scent coming off the humans were irresistible. It was the most delicious smell I ever scented in my life. I stared at their expressions. They were clearly frightened.
Suddenly I realized I could not resist much longer. I turned to look at Aro with pleading eyes. He just stared at me smugly. I had to show them I could be strong, but alas my instincts won.
I lunged at the closest human. He tried to dodge me. I thought of telling him to freeze. To my surprise, he stopped as if someone was holding him back. I then crouch towards him. He watched me with scared eyes. Then I pounced.
I was on top of him and my mouth automatically found his throat, and bit. The blood was amazingly delicious. I couldn't stop. Half my mind was trying to tell me on how unjust this was for him. For me to stop his life just to quench my thirst.
I realized that his body was now out of blood. My thirst was satiated, for now. Then I spotted the other. She was a girl. About the same age I was. She looked up at me in fear. I backed up. Now that I was full, I could resist. I was then aware that Aro was now behind me.
I stepped closer to him, and looked up into his eyes with anger. I just did what I was dreading to do. I was so furious that I couldn't control myself. What was wrong with me?
He raised his hand and placed it on my shoulder. "Tell me why you keep touching me. It is really annoying," I growled at him.
He gave me a confused look and sighed, "I am reading your thoughts, for they are so interesting to me. Never have I seen before, except for once, did another vampire refuse to drink human blood."
"Tell me about that vampire," I commanded.
"He came around the 1720's. His name is Carlisle. He was ashamed of being a vampire. So he found a substitute for humans, by a diet of animal blood."
Aro seemed reluctant to tell me about this Carlisle. He seemed to think it would give me ideas to run away. In fact he did give me an idea. If a life was possible without having to commit murders of innocent humans, then I would surely want to live it.
"Where does he live?"
Aro looked as if he didn't want to answer. But the words flew through his lips without his permission. "Forks, Washington," he replied unwillingly.
I thought for a second. Then I realized his hand was still touching me. "Get away," I commanded and his hand flew off without his permission.
Why did he follow my commands unwillingly? It was like I was controlling him. I then had an epiphany. Was I able to control others actions? I remembered the human I had destroyed. When I was thinking of telling him to halt, it was like I had frozen him.
"Let me leave to go to this Carlisle," I commanded.
Aro looked at me with a still confused expression, but his head still nodded. I turned around to go.
"Freeze," I whispered and everything in the room froze in place behind me.
I ran out of the building, surprised on the speed I could run. I needed to get to an airport as fast as I could.
It was still night. The sky was dark and millions of stars shined overhead. I ran in to a human guard at the end of the road.
"Excuse me," I spoke, making my voice as sweet as possible. The guard was staring at me with wide eyes. "Can you tell me where the nearest air port is?"
"Down the road," he slurred, looking up at me, eyes still glazed.
"Thanks," I answered and walked away.
As soon as I was out of his sight I started to run. The airport was easy to find. It was only ten miles from Volterra and it only took me about four minutes to get there.
The airport was large, with signs in Italian and English. There were sliding glass doors with uniformed police standing on the side of them. They looked tired, so I knew they wouldn't be paying close attention. I slipped through them and went to the nearest customers' service desk.
"Excuse me. Can you get me on to a flight to Forks, Washington?" I asked the tired man.
He looked up at me with a bored expression, but when he saw my appearance he hurried and changed his expression so that his eyes were goggling at me. "I'll do what ever you say," he answered in a mumbled voice.
"I said, give me a flight to Forks, Washington," I said forcefully, just like when I was ordering around Aro.
He looked at me confusedly and started typing and printing of a ticket, and handed it to me. His facial expression looked as if someone hypnotized him.
"Thank you," I cooed in a sweet soft voice, and then I dashed as fast as I could through security and on to the almost departing flight printed on my ticket.
As soon as I sat down in to my designated seat, the smell hit me. All around me were humans. I had to resist, I forced my self to think about those who died, including my mother. I thought about how terrible it was to drain the life out of these people.
Then I started to think of the friends I left behind. How they would probably feel after they found out my mom and I disappeared. What would they do? I couldn't leave so many families and friends without these people in their lives.
What would my extended family think when they would go to the airport to pick my mom and I up from our trip, only to find no one waiting for them?
I spend the whole trip thinking about these things, trying to ignore the pain my thirst caused me. Finally we landed at our destination. I got up and rushed to the exit, trying to ignore the tempting scent of the humans in the stirring air. I barely made it out.
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