NOTE FROM AUTHOR: I am aware of the mistake I made in my first chapter. I called Julian 'Luke' by accident. The thing is, that was his name at first, but asfter some thought i changed it to something i found more suitable. So please forgive my stupidity, it wont happen again. And enjoy this chapter !
I woke up and I simultaneously noticed three odd things. One, I felt oddly awake... rejuvinated... like I never need sleep again. Two, I wasn't at my house, or anywhere familar to me. I was in a cozy bright room, with someone elses clothes on me. Then there was three, and this was by far the most noticable. I felt this hunger in the pit of my gut, a thirst. I knew what I thirsted for, and it disgusted me. Had I really beend changed from werewolf to vampire?
The sung spilled into the room through the opened window. The sun spilled into the room, and onto me.
"What the-" I stammered examining my hand in the sun.
Usually I was a nice shade of tan that complimented my dark blue-black hair, but now... now I was paler then pale. I was practicly see though. And my skin looked like someone spilt a box of diamond dust on me. I was pale and glimmering like a diamond. Remorse, spread through out my body.
I knew that I would be crying if I was still human.
My father had explained why I had turned into a werewolf 2 years ago, because of the vampires. He told me that the vampire clan that was around when he was my age, was the Cullens. He xplained every single on of the Cullens with much detail. Only... the one who bit me wasn't in any of his description.
My pack's thoughts were still buzzing in my mind. I wondered if they even heard me cry out in pain before I...turned. I wondered why I could hear them but they couldn't hear me.
The pain that I had experienced was unbearable, and I winced at my memory of it. I heard a smooth sounding voice from across the room, and my head shot in that direction as fast as my body stood up.
"Looks like wolfy's awake." He said. He wasn't the vampire that bit me. THis vampire had dark semi-curly hair, with dimples. He was huge, and I was imediantly intimedated by him. I remembered my dad describing someon like this. I think his name was... Emerald? No-no that's not it... EMMETT! That's his name.
"Why did your that little friend of yours do this!" I exclaimed.
He smiled, like he was amused by my anger. I had always had anger problems, I get that from my dad.
"I don't know. He was thirsty." He paused, examining my stance, which looked like I was about to attack him. I quickly stood up straight. "More thirsty then you are now."
I gave him a questioning look.
"My sister wants to talk to you, then you can feed." He said walking out of the room. I choked at the word 'feed.' I used to be a creature that protected nature, not drink it's blood.
Just as I was telling myself how disgusting I was, a short girl walked in. Her hair was dark brown, her lips a little too full for her heart-shaped face. Her skin was pale, and I don't know how, but it looked lighter then my own.
She wore a sad expression on her face. Regretful, almost.
"Hello, Sadie." She spoke from the same place Emmett had been.
"Who the hell are you?" I was still angry, very angry.
"My name is Bella," there was that name again. I remembered my father. He hadn't explained this vampire either. She look about the same age as me, just as Emmett does.
My face twisted into a confused expression.
"Has your... your father ever mentioned me?" She asked, sounding hopeful.
"Well," I decided to be honest, "he says your name sometimes. I always thought that he was saying Isabella, my middle name." That very same second the thirst my stomach grew. I felt irate, and on my guard. I was ready to attack... though I don't know who I'd attack.
"Oh..." she sighed. "You know I miss Jake. He will be so angry when he finds out what my brother Julian has done." She looked towards the ground. Jake? So she had been on a friendly basist with my dad? I wondered what their history was, only I couldn't hold a decent question anymore. I was too hungry.
"I-" I stamered, closing my eyes trying to ignore the thirst.
"Holy crow!" She said, causing me to look at her surprised expression, "You are thirsty! Really thirsty! It is probably dangerous to even be around you." For some reason her words enraged me.
Me dangerous? If anything her little coven was more dangerous.
She left when I closed my eyes and sat down gripping my stomach. This feeling wasn't like hunger a human feels, it was like a craving taht overpowered your entire being. It amde it ahrd to think about anything but... blood.
That's exactly what I thought about. Blood. Every human friend I ever had, I pictured stalking and biting. I felt the warm mitallic liquid in my throat. I tasted the sweet saltiness. I couldn't help but imagine killing the people that once were my friends... even my father.
I let out a scream, just as I felt a hand rest on my choulder. I shot up to look at the person that had done this action. It was him. The one they called Julian.
"YOU!" I screamed. He looked ashamed. He should too, not only did he further break the treaty-which my dad said the Cullens had broken 25 years ago- but he had the nerv to show his face to me!
"I am taking you hunting," his words were quiet. Before I could protest, my body was following him out of the house.
We were running fast. Not as fast as I could run in my wolf form, but pretty fast. My wolf form... did I still have one?
Before I could give another thought my attention, and before the thirst grew any larger, we were climbing up a mountain.
It didn't take long for us to find animals... bears. I wasn't scared, instead it was like instict took over. I couldn't think anymore, I could barely register what I was doing. I was, in fact, attacking a giant grizzly bear. I moved stealth-like and each time I would launch forward to attack my prey, I would feel a sudden burst of happiness. After a few times around the doomed creature, I managed to break its neck. And before the crack of his broken bones were done making a sound, my teeth were sunken into his neck.
The blood was better then I could have ever imagined. The sweet taste spread through my entire body. It felt more glorious then anything I had ever felt, which in turn, made me hate myself more.
When the animal was completaly drained, I found myself coherant and blood dripping from the corner of my mouth.
"Wow. That is all I can say," Julian said. "I forgot what it was like... first time." Now I could feel less angry at him and more angry at myself. It didn't matter who I was angry at, I couldn't help but take it out on him.
I couldn't help but do what I was doing, and what I had done so many times before. I felt myself change from vampire to wolf in less then a second. He stared at me with his eyes practically bulging out of his head.
"You can still... PHASE!" He exclaimed. I howled. I crouched forward, unaware of what I was about to commit.
"Stop!" He yelled. "You don't have to do this. You don't have to be a monster! You can join us, become a Cullen! You can come with us to Alaska! Please, don't do this!" He didn't sound afraid for himself, more like he was reasoning. I grabbed ahold of my sanity. I stopped dead in my tracks. I had been growling, but now it was completely silent. Except for the pack's thoughts, but they still couldn't hear me.
"Change back, and I swear to you, I will pay you back for what I have done." His sincerety sounded honest. I felt a different feeling in my stomach now. Something I couldn't explain. It was small compared to the mass other emotions I was feeling, but I swear it was a sort of Happiness. A weird type of happiness, that I couldn't explain. The happiness made me feel more angry, how could I feel happy? And why?
No matter, I changed back into my new natural form. And That's is when I realized I had ripped up the only clothes I was wearing... now I wore nothing. I then knew that I would be blushing if I still had any of my own blood left.