EPOV

September 19th, Chicago Hospital

Carlisle

As I lay on my cot staring up at the celing, I hear a soft voice murmur as the doctor looks over me. My father had died yesterday about three hours after I was amitted to the hospital, so it was just me and my mother, and she was getting worse by the minute. I was soon to go as well, too young as some may say though. Then two hours later a voice suddenly cries out, " You have to save him! Save my Edward! Please!" My mother was begging the doctor to save my life. I hear the same voice I heard earlier, " I'll do anything in my power, Mrs. Masen." The doctor who checked on us earlier, I suppose. "Thank you." That was the last time I heard my mother's voice, she passed away an hour later. I was now an orphan at seventeen and about to die or so it seemed. My breathing was getting worse and my heart felt as though it was going fizzle out soon. I closed my eyes for what I thought was the last time, little did I know what was going to happen in three days. That's when I suddenly felt like I was flying, then I felt sharp tearing in my throat, arms, legs and everywhere. I thought I was being burned at the stake for all the pain I felt. I screamed as the fire raged through my nervous system, thrashing on the bed. Finally, the fire died down and my heart took off like a train. Then I heard something, I'm very sorry, young Edward. I turned my head to the sound I thought came a loud, and I heard it again, I'm absolutely very sorry. I realized I was hearing the doctor's thoughts, because he wasn't moving his mouth.

"Who are you?" I asked, sitting up. He looked up, his golden eyes full of shame. "My name is Carlisle Cullen, and you are at my home," Carlisle replied. I swung my legs off the bed and stood up. Walking to the door, I smelled something delicious, my throat suddenly felt parched, I was thristy. I crouched down ready to spring at whoever was on the other side of the door. " Edward, you must be patient," he placed a hand on my shoulder, restraining me back. " We will hunt in a little while, when the sun is down." I turned to glare at him, " What are we and why does my throat feel like it is on fire?" Carlisle led me to the bathroom, where I stood in front of the mirror. I stared at my reflection and saw that my normally emrald green eyes were bright red, and my skin was paler than normal. also my hair was a complete mess, but somehow it just made me look better. How odd. "We are vampires, and it is thrist you are feeling," He replied. I frowned, confused, how was I supposed to hunt and what do I eat or drink for the matter. Seeing my confusion, Carlisle smiled," We hunt animals and I'll show you how to hunt." I nodded.

Late that night we ran to the forest to hunt, it was odd, but it helped the burn in my throat. Carlisle showed me what to do, then said all I had to do was follow my instincts. At first all I wanted to was to run back to where the humans were, then Carlisle helped me get back on track. Closing my eyes I let my sense range out and then ran, attacking a deer and feeding. It wasn't much but after two more deer I felt full. Done? I hear in my head. "Yes," I replied. Good. We can go home now. It was like that for many years, then Carlisle found Esme and saved her, then married her. She found my gift odd and liked it when I hepled her with her new life.


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