Chapter 3

Charlotte set me down on her soft brown leather couch, that seemed to be bought only a few days ago. One of the scents that had filled the air outside my burning home, was practically coating every inch of the room I was in. I couldn't put my name on the smell, but I could feel my stomach begin to growl with hunger. I was shocked by the noise, and felt my eyes begin to leak the same liquid that was in my mouth. Charlotte's eyes grew bigger, as my screams filled her house. She picked me back up, and the smell became stronger. I could see her neck pulsing with her every heartbeat. Charlotte put me over her shoulder, and closer to her neck. I looked in the mirror in the hallway, and seen that my eyes had changed color. They were now the color of onyx. I looked back at Charlotte's neck, and bit down hard. She gasped in pain. I continued to drink the sweet red liquid, and slowly felt my hunger ebb away. I licked wear I had bit down on, and soon Charlotte fell to the ground. I crawled out of her weak grasp, and felt her wrist. She still had a pulse. I wrinkled my brow, and huffed in frustration, and crawled away from her, almost lifeless body. All of a sudden, her body started to compulse and twitch as if she was going into shock. Her cry pierced the night, and she started shouting things like 'help!' and 'stop the burning!'. I looked at her with confusion written all over my face. There was no way I could help her. I didn't know what I could do. I reached up on the leather couch, and fell asleep in an instant.

Three Days Later...

Charlotte had finally stopped doing whatever she was doing. Her heart rate was speeding up, and her breathing was really quick. I got up from the couch, and walked over to the mirror. I had grew about a foot. I rolled my eyes, and walked into the kitchen, where I had put a freshly killed deer on the table. It wasn't bleeding yet, so once Charlotte wakes up she can eat. I had recently looked around her house, and found a computer. I had looked up why I was craving blood ever since my birth. Of course most of the results I had come up with, were just myths and legends. But there was a Cherokee legends and a few other countries had some assumptions. But the one word that stuck out like a sore thumb: Vampire. But the weird thing about it, was that I was different from a Vampire. I still had a heart beat, and my skin was slightly warm, but not as normal as a human's, which was 98.6 degrees. I also didn't need to feed as often, about once a week, along with human food was good. I read somewhere that because I bit Charlotte, that she would turn into a Vampire as well, only she would be a full vampire. Her heartbeat sounded like it was going to pop out of her chest at any minute. I looked back out into the living room, when it finally stopped. There was no screaming, no heartbeat, and definitely no breathing. Charlotte's eyes popped open and she took in a huge breath. She looked around wildly.

"Raven?" I smiled, and walked over to her. Her eyes seemed to get bigger. "What happened to you? How long have I been out?"

"Only three days, Charlotte." I swear I thought that her eyes couldn't get any bigger, and yet they did.

"But....but...you've gotten so big! and you're talking! What's going on?" I sighed and rolled my eyes.

"I know. I'm only three days old." Her gasp came to no surprise to me, but I continued on as if she hadn't. "You see I'm a half vampire." I knew that if Charlotte could have fainted she would have.

"So...you're a vampire. Which means I'm a vampire...how is this possible? I watched you be born. In FACT! I was the one who brought you from your mother's uterus (A/N sorry if that was too graphic for anyone...I couldn't think of another way to put it)!"

"Well, you're right there. I was 'born'," I put up my hands and did quotation marks at the word born. "But you see, one of my parents was a vampire, probably more likely my father. My mother was a mortal, and so when they were messing around one night, they had produced me. Because I'm half vampire, when I bit you, you became a vampire as well." I was getting very impatient with Charlotte at this point, and I knew she needed to feed soon. "Come on. I've got a deer on the kitchen table for you." Charlotte looked at me incredulously, but she touched her throat as the burning was finally beginning to bother her. I led her to the kitchen, and once she got within the archway, the smell hit her like a ton of bricks, and her feral instincts kicked in. She crouched low, and attacked the already dead deer. She ripped the flesh that seemed to be in the way, and soon the table gave out with the weight, causing some of the splinters and table pieces to mix with flesh and fur. I tried to hold back my disgust at such an animalistic behavior. When she was finished she turned to me with still red eyes, but they seemed lighter, and more friendly.

"I'm still kinda thirsty." She said licking her lips of the remaining blood.

A/N Hey guys! Glad to see I got more reviewers and alerters!!! Thank you soooo much! I'm guessing people probably saw the whole Raven biting Charlotte thing. I wasn't planning on doing it, but Raven was only a baby...she didn't know what she was doing. ^-^ Yes she is a lot like Renesmee, and I do have a power idea for Raven. By the way, this is before Twilight's beginning time in the book/movie. So Jasper is still with Maria, Alice may or may not have been turned yet. Rosalie and Emmett already joined the family, and Edward is just returning form his rebellion stage. So you can rest assured that they will meet soon. She is going to meet Jasper soon. I hope you guys like the story so far! Sorry I left off where I did.