Here is the second part. Wee!

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BLOOD

I ran for a long time, following the scent. It led north, which didn't surprise me. I wondered what Elias and the other vampire had even been doing so far south. I would soon find out. Elias had some clearing out to do.

I ran either in the forest or at night. It was unbelievable how quickly this went. The sun came less and less often. And then it started to rain.

At first I was grateful. This meant I could follow his scent in the daytimes, too. But then I found that his scent was washed away in the rain. My last hope of sanity, of surviving, was disappearing. I couldn't let this happen.

I ran quicker than ever, wondering why everything didn't turn into a blur. My eyes saw everything. Though it seemed weird, it felt natural, too. Like I'd been doing this the whole time.

I still didn't work well with my strength, though. Many trees and rocks had fallen under my uncontrolled fists in this frustration of mine. Only one thing was in my mind: Elias. His voice, his scent. It would be a lot easier if I'd seen him.

The rain had only fallen for two hours before the trail was gone. I stopped and stood beside the highway, my hair dripping, drops traveling down my face. I was like stone. I stared forward, not knowing what to do with myself. I was thirsty. I felt my instincts pulling me toward any place with humans. I looked at a board with all the near cities this trail let to. Port Angeles, Seattle, Forks ...

I suddenly realized that I'd gotten too much to the west. I wouldn't go anywhere near Forks, not even to find Elias.

But what if it was there he was …

No. I wouldn't do that.

Light fell upon me, but I didn't sparkle. I turned around. A car had stopped and someone was coming out.

"Miss, are you okay? Do you need a ride?" a voice asked. I blinked. It was a human, a man. His hair was black, his skin very dark.

And then he came close enough for me to smell him. His scent was warm, inviting, floral, like nothing I'd ever smelled. My mouth went watering. My throat was burning, craving his blood. I only had to take a few steps and lean forward to place my lips against his throat. He wouldn't need to be scared, I would do it quickly …

I took one step toward him. There was a part of me that was screaming at me, screaming for me to stop. But it was the lesser part. I was thirsty, and this man, not knowing what was coming for him, was very appetizing. This part of me was almost singing with joy that my first would soon be satisfied, that his blood would run in my eyes, on my tongue, my lips would be cleared of every spot of the red, delicious –

I stopped right there. The lesser part was shouting louder and louder, hysteric now. The two parts of me was screaming at each other. I couldn't stand it. I turned around and ran. I didn't care how scared the man was. I didn't care that I shouldn't be running this fast in front of a human.

"Wait!" I could hear him yell in the distant, but I was already so far away … He would probably think I was a vision of the rain or something. He'd forget about this in time, or I would be a crazy girl he'd met on the highway. Nothing of importance.

The rain was the only smell now, and I stopped. I felt like crying. I'd almost killed the poor man, doing to him what had almost been done to me. I felt like crying. Nothing of importance. That was what I was. No one but Elias knew who I was, and he didn't want to know of me. He was gone, and I couldn't find him. I was utterly lost.

I remembered the smell. The one part of me wanted to run back and kill him. That part was a monster! I couldn't listen to her. The monster must be destroyed. If I didn't drink, I would attack humans, but the only thing that could satisfy my thirst was the humans!

I screamed in frustration. I missed humanity. I wished there was something I could do to become one again. I missed my mother, I missed Charlie, and I missed everyone. I was surprised tears didn't fill my eyes.

I crumbled into a ball, rocking back and forth. How could I kill the monster? I remembered myths about how to kill vampires, but I was very sure they couldn't be real. The sun thing wasn't, why should onions and crucifies be any better? Jumping off a cliff probably wouldn't do anything, drowning, either. I'd already experienced that I didn't need to breathe.

How the hell did a vampire die?

In that moment, the rain stopped, and I could suddenly smell something I couldn't before. I looked around. I could hear blood running in veins, a heart. But after smelling the man, I quickly put together that this was no human.

I followed the scent through the forest, drawn by anything that could cause the burning in my throat to stop. I felt crazed by the constant thirst. If I didn't stop the thirst, the monster would break free, and I would kill. I would change into a killer, and I wouldn't be able to recognize myself again. I was positive. So I simply had to follow. There was no other option.

I saw it sitting in the tree, glaring at me with wide, wary eyes. A mountain lion, I was pretty sure. It didn't smell as appealing as the human, but it was there. And it smelled … Like food.

In the same moment as the thought occurred to me, I no longer stopped myself. In one second, I'd attacked the lion, pulling it to the ground and ground my teeth in its neck. The blood pulled toward my mouth, filling it. The lion tried to fight me, but it couldn't. Nothing could fight me. I was unstoppable.

The monster inside me was smaller when I straightened from the dead lion. But it was still there. And my throat was still burning. I was still thirsty.

But now there was an option. I smiled. I didn't have to be a monster.

It was then I noticed that my clothes were completely ruined. I would have to get some new soon. I could break into a shop at nighttime.

But now it wasn't about shopping. It was about satisfying the monster as well as I could without human blood. I tried to sense more animals. I smelled them, but I found that nothing smelled as appealing as the mountain lion. Much of it actually smelled unappealing. But I had to hunt.

I kept hunting until I was positive I was filled. My hair was wild, my clothes destroyed and the monster better fed.

I sighed and decided that when the night fell, I would go to Seattle and find something to wear. The rain started to fall again, and I looked for a place to wash my face and body clean of blood. When I looked in the lake I found, I stared at myself. The eyes was still red. I kind of expected them to change. This was the eyes of the monster, and I wasn't the monster anymore, was I? I had eaten animals before, as a human, though not mountain lions and deer. I smiled wryly with sarcasm. I wondered how a vegetarian would get through this.

It was easy to erase every the evidence of blood from my body. It was like it all kind of washed off. The clothes was a different case, but I didn't care.

I wondered if Seattle was too close to Forks, but I decided it was worth the risk. I would go away after that. I had to find out how to get through this. Somehow I would. I had to.

I moved in the shadows when the night fell. Only a few humans was out at this time of night, and I was glad to find out that my wild hunt had helped. My throat still burned, but I was able to keep my thoughts strained.

I found a shop with the clothes I wanted. Jeans and a green long-sleeve. It didn't hurt me when I with ducked head broke the glass and went in while the alarm began. I found the camera and broke it without effort. I was sure to break the tape, too. Then I looked for the size of the clothes I wanted. After this was done, I left the store. It had taken less than five seconds, and in less than five seconds, I was in the other end of the city. I ran out of the city, heading north. When I was on the edge of the city, I changed. It felt nice to have decent clothes on again. I sighed and left the old clothes in a container and then ran for the forest.

I didn't know where I was going. I only knew it was north I was heading. And then I suddenly came across a scent I hadn't been expecting. Elias.

I laughed at the convenience of this. And then I stopped. My voice was completely different. Like bell chime. I gasped. Then I tried to laugh again. It was amazing, and I listened as I laughed again. Amazing.

I pulled myself together, starting to investigate. It hadn't been long since he'd been here. I knew that it would surely rain again soon. I couldn't lose him again. So I started running again.

I didn't follow him into cities. Though I had figured out that vampires could go around among humans in day time in the north, I didn't want to push my luck. I wouldn't hurt anyone, and cities were very crowded.

I was catching up with him. I would get my answers.

I wasn't really sure where I was. I had followed him for soon two days. It was wet, wherever I was, and I still felt strange about the whole everything-being-warm thingy.

That was when I felt it. The scent. It wasn't Elias, it wasn't one person, and it wasn't humans – it was vampires. I sniffed several times, but I was certain – and I was suddenly curious. Elias must know I was after him, and he hadn't turned to face me. Maybe it was better if I contacted other vampires. I felt strangely high at the thought of meeting new vampires, and I started to follow the new scent.

It let into the city, but this time I didn't care. My body didn't react as I first suspected to the human scent. It was as if my mind tricked my body because I was so obsessed with these vampires. No matter what it was, I didn't feel the urge to stop and kill one of those innocent ones.

I followed the scent to the very center of the city. I couldn't comprehend how they'd found strength to go into the city – maybe vampires grew stronger to restrain quickly. For some reason I didn't believe this. I had smelled blood. I knew better than believing in that. So what could it be?

They're hunting, I suddenly thought.

I scanned the streets around me, smelling them, but not seeing them. Several people crossed my path, a few of them glancing at me, most of them men, but I didn't look at them. Maybe I looked crazy as I stood there, turning from one side to another to look for someone who obviously wasn't there.

I waited for many hours, and the drizzly day turned to night. Lesser and lesser people drew by, and as my excitement faded, my nose seemed to notice the scent more and more. I stopped breathing and hid my face. I probably should get a jacket. I wasn't cold, but I would look weird.

"What are you doing here?" a woman's voice asked me from behind, and I knew what she was in an instant. She was the only one who would address me, because she was the same thing as I. Her voice was like honey, and I turned to look at her. She had flame-red hair and pale skin – of course – and her eyes were red, like mine. I wondered if any humans noticed this fact.

I was speechless. I couldn't help staring. She observed quickly, reached for my hand and dragged me along. I felt my instincts telling me to step back from her touch, but I didn't. I had to trust her.

"Follow me!" she ordered, but I didn't see much meaning in the words as I was already obeying.

She led me, a bit too quickly, to a house some blocks away. It was a lousy hotel that she dragged me into, but I figured that made sense. Humans would get scared if they knew, so it was best to keep it low.

She knocked a code on a door, and a key turned in the door. A locked door wouldn't keep vampires away, so they must not want to be disturbed by humans. I understood that.

She led me in, and I saw two other vampires. They were both men. One had a strange skin – olive-toned – and black hair. The other one had light-brown hair.

"Victoria, what –" asked the brown-haired one, seeming vigilant.

"She was attracting attention at the street," the woman answered and turned to me, the oblivious. "Who are you?" she asked.

I looked down, not knowing what to answer. Who was I? Did I even know myself anymore?

"I'm … I'm Bella," I whispered, and my voice cracked half way through.

"I'm Victoria, and this is James," the woman addressed to the brown-haired one, "and Laurent," the black-haired man.

"What are you doing here?" James asked suspiciously.

I knew that if I still could, I would blush. "I … I'm new," I said, not really knowing how it came to me.

"That much is obvious," Victoria said, rolling her eyes.

I ducked my head. From the corner of my eye, I saw James look warningly at Victoria and then surprised at me.

"I was following a vampire – the vampire that created me – when I crossed your scent. I thought it might be better to find you …"

"Why were you following him?" Laurent asked.

"I don't have anything to hold on to at the moment … I don't know what I am."

"You're a vampire," Victoria pointed out.

"But I'm also a monster," I whispered.

"No, you're not," Victoria argued.

"I guess it must be a matter of perspective," I challenged.

"Then you have a wrong perspective," she stated.

I felt a low growl grow in my throat, but I stopped it harshly. "I'm sorry," I mumbled. Victoria looked incredulously at me.

"Tell us what happened," James said, looking interested at me.

I took a deep breath and told them everything – stealing the clothes, the man on the highway, hunting the animals.

"You've been living on animal blood?" James asked, his eyebrows high, as if he couldn't believe what I was telling him. "No humans? Really?"

"I … I don't like to think of them as … Food. I don't like to hurt them … I remember being hurt myself," I mumbled, embarrassed. They must think I was a freak.

"Surely you can't live like that," Laurent said. "We must help you hunt."

I was immediately terrified. "What do you mean?"

"You need to feed on humans to get by," Victoria told me. I wrinkled my nose. It sounded so grotesque.

"You can stay with us for a while," Laurent suggested, looking at Victoria and James. James nodded, and after a second, Victoria did, too.

So I did.