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Chapter 2: Traveling

As I was driving I let my mind wander to all the places I wanted to go, and which one would be first. I've been all over the world for missions, but never had the time to really enjoy the places. I went to complete my mission, and when I was done I went back to Volterra to report my success to Aro. I decided that the first place I would visit would be France. So I looked up a map on my specialized iPhone. Heat sensory screen and all that. I memorized which way I need to go and set off on my way. With my driving I made it to Paris quickly. I remembered that my parents had a house in a lot of major cities like Paris. I decided to call them and see if there was one near me. I quickly pulled out my phone and scrolled down to my dad's number before pressing the call button. My father finally picked up after the fourth ring.

"Amanda! Why are you calling so soon? Not that I'm complaining, just curious is all." I hear him say.

"Well dad I'm in Paris and I was wondering if you and mom happened to have a house close by?" I questioned.

"Paris? Why yes, I think we do own a house in that area. Let me ask your mother about it." I hear him call softly to my mother. "Darling, do we have a house in the Paris area?"

"Yes we do dear husband and daughter." I hear my mother say.

"Grazie. Ciao mamma. Come stai?" I said in Italian.

"Sto bene." She replied.

"Well that's really all I was calling for. So I guess I'll go now. Tell everyone I said hi. Goodbye!"

"Goodbye, my dear daughter." I heard my father say right before I heard the dial tone.

I put my phone away and stopped my bike so that I can see if I can smell any scents to lead me to the house. I smelled a faint trail of my father's scent. I followed it to the house. I didn't even bother going in. All I wanted was someplace safe to park my bike, so I could go explore on foot. I drove towards the garage. I was forced to go inside to open the garage. As soon as it was open, I flashed onto my bike and drove in. I cut the engine and stuffed the keys into the pocket of my black skinny jeans, and grabbed my bag full of essentials off the back of my bike. It had things like my passport and sleek black credit card. I was in the Musée du Louvre when I smelt two vampires. I followed the scent until I could see them. I made my way to them at human velocity. "Bonjour." I said as I came up beside them, pretending to look at the same painting as them.

They turned to face me. The man looked to be about in his mid to late thirties when he was changed. He had dirty blond hair that was long enough that his bangs fell in his eyes. His dark burgundy eyes had a kind glint in them. He had about 10 inches on my 5'5 height. The woman at his side, who I assumed to be his mate, looked to be around the same age as him when she was changed. She had curly chocolate colored hair that hung down to the middle of her back, and was around the same height as me. "Bonjour." She replied.

"Je m'appelle Amanda. Comment t'appelles tu?"

"Je m'appelle Natalie." The woman answered.

"Je m'appelle Luca." The man told me.

"Perhaps we could go somewhere more private to talk more? If you would like." I whispered to fast and low for the humans to hear.

"Are you a danger to us?" Luca queried.

"I mean neither of you harm. You have my word on that." I promised.

"Very well follow us." Natalie instructed me. I followed them to a small house about 30 minutes walk from the museum. We went inside and they told me to have a seat in the living room.

"So, may I ask why you are in France? We get many nomads passing through, for many different reasons."

"Well, I'm just traveling the world for a while. You keep a permanent residence here?"

"Yes. We have houses all over the world. We enjoy being able to interact with humans. However, we move on before they notice we do not age. Wouldn't want to give the Volturi a reason to visit now would we, Natalie?" Luca asked while looking at Natalie. She shook her head in the negative before asking me, "Would care to tell us some of your back story? Such as where you were born and when, when you were changed. Those kinds of things."

"Well, I was born in 1847 and changed in 1863 at the age of 16. I lived in Houston, Texas. I was created for war. A vampire by the name of Bradley created me for his army. We were slowly taking over the South. All of Texas and Northern Mexico belonged to us. It took us 50 years to acquire those lands. We were set to take on Monterrey when I decided to escape. I took off the night before the battle was set to take place. I ran for days, only stopping to hunt. The last I heard the Volturi stepped in and disposed of everyone in the South. I'm glad I got out when I did. I was in Canada when I ran into two of our kind, who were nomads. I traveled with them for some time before I went off on my own, and here I am." I laughed while throwing my arms out. I felt kind of bad for lying to them, but it was necessary to keep my anonymity.

"Yes. Here you are." They both laughed at my actions.

"What about y'all? What's you guys story?" I asked.

It turns out they were pretty young vampires. Natalie had only been changed for a little over 30 years, while Luca had about 3 more years. I was right in their physical ages. They both told me their stories. They were very kind and considerate people. I stayed with them for a week, and they took me all around Paris and the surrounding cities that weren't very far away. When I was leaving I thanked them for their hospitality and for being tour guides. They told me if I ever needed any help to just call them and they will gladly help.

6 Months Later:

It's been 6 months since I've left Volterra and I've been all over Europe, Asia, the Middle East, Africa, and even Russia. I decided it was time to head to the U.S. I would stay away from the South, that's for sure. I was thinking about maybe going to visit the Olympic Coven. I've heard all about their lifestyle from my father, since he is good friends with Carlisle, the coven leader. I was currently in Ireland waiting to board my plane to New York. I paid good money to have my bike flown with me. It was currently stashed in the cargo hold with everyone's luggage. When I boarded the plane I realized I should have hunted before the flight, but it was too late now. I would just have to hunt whenever we touched down in New York.

After a very long 7 ½ hours the plane finally landed in JFK airport. As soon as we were allowed to leave I bolted from the plane at a pace a little quicker than human. I really needed to hunt before I do something I would definitely regret. I knew my eyes would be pitch black right now, and if I didn't have amazing control I would probably give into the burn in the back of my throat. I quickly picked up my bike and went off to find myself dinner before setting out on my journey to Forks, Washington. That was where my father told me Carlisle and his family lived at the moment. As I drove down the streets of New York, I was searching for my next prey. I finally settled on a guy who was stalking tis young girl down a dark alley. I parked my bike and silently followed the two humans. I purposefully made noise so the man would hear. He turned around to search for the origin of the noise, but found none as I had already flashed in front of him. When he turned back around he came face to face with me.

"Where the fuck did you come from?" He slurred at me.

"That doesn't matter. What matters is that I'm going to have a lot of fun with you." I heard the girl run away as soon as the man started to speak. I smiled maliciously. "Looks like your fun got away. What a shame. You know, I really hate men who try to take advantage of women. I hate scumbags like you. You think you're God's gift to mankind, don't you? Well I have news for you fucker, you are going to die and I am going to be the one to kill you." My smile became even more malicious as I thought of ending this disgusting, filthy animal that calls himself human.

"Oh yeah? And what makes you think a little girl like you will be able to kill me?" He laughed condescendingly.

"Well, you see I know things you don't. I. Will. End. Your. Pathetic. Little. Life." I spoke through gritted teeth. I saw his hand moving with a knife in it. I decided to let the knife land on my ribs just to see the fear flash through his eyes as it shattered against my diamond hard skin. I heard his heart beat pick up from fear. He turned to try and run, but I was in front of him before he could take a step. I bared my teeth at him, while letting a growl slip out of my throat. He whimpered in fear. I could practically smell the fear rolling off of him in waves. "This might hurt, just a lot." My smile turned sadistic. I held my hand over his mouth as he screamed. I was using Jane's power on him. See, I have the ability to copy other vampire's powers if I want to. When I thought he had had enough I shut the power off. He was laying on the ground panting for breath and begging me to spare his worthless life. "I can't do that. You don't deserve to live. You have to be taught a lesson. You're not the scariest predator out there. You can only learn that by paying with your life. And you smell way too good to allow you to live." I told him before plunging my teeth into his jugular. His blood was so sweet due to his overwhelming amount of fear. I moaned when I first tasted it. I was done with him soon and I threw the body into a dumpster and lit a match. The dumpster went up in flames, along with his body. Once I was sated, I got back on my bike and started my drive to Forks.

A/N: So there's chapter 2 of my story. What did you think? Let me know in a review.

Translations:
Grazie. Ciao mamma. Come stai?(Italian)- Thank you. Hello mom. How are you?
Sto bene(Italian)- I'm fine.
Bonjour(French)- Hello.
Je m'appelle(French)- My name is...
Comment t'appelles tu?(French)- What's your name?