Chapter 3

Sneaking out of the orphanage was much easier than I planned, it was too easy. It was sort of sad about their lack of security and I didn't have to use a bit of my abilities.

Getting a ticket for the train was a completely different matter.

When I first entered the train's station my mouth literally dropped when I saw the price it was to go to Forks. One hundred dollars!

I looked down sadly at my wallet. Six years of savings and all I had was forty bucks!

I sighed pitifully and sat on the nearest bench.

What was I going to do? Even if I did find sixty more bucks I would still need more money to live on.

It seemed that my adventure would end before it even had a chance to get started.

While I was moping I could almost hear Elli's voice. 'Twilight,' she seemed to say 'Don't give up yet! Use your mind games!'

Hmmm. My 'mind games' were what Elli called it when I used my mind reading abilities to mess with peoples heads and make them believe I was telling the truth about a secrete matter that no one else knew about.

But who was the lucky contestant going to be?

I looked around at the people in command of the ticket booths and I listened closely to what each one was thinking about.

The first one, a young guy in his twenties, who looked deathly bored, was complaining about how much he hated his job and just wanted to go to sleep. Next was a woman in her thirties who's hair was dulling from old age was thinking about dyeing her hair. The last one was a man in his forties who was worried about the car he got to soothe his midlife crisis.

After considered for a moment I decided Contestant number 3 was the lucky winner.

I walked up to him casually and tried to smile one of my most dazzling smile, which I could tell by his face and his thoughts that I nailed it, and I began to fabricate one of my most devious tales yet.

"Excuse me are you Mr. Clemmons?" I asked sweetly and innocently.

"Yes. I am." He said his voice was acerbic which made me smile even wider. The touchy ones were always the funniest to agitate.

"Well, I just bumped into a lady here and she told me to tell you something." I said casually and I prayed that he would take the bait.

"Who was this lady?" he asked with a suspicious glare.

"Well, she had big hair, kind of tan…" I stopped shortly to pick any thought from his head and then added. "She said her name was Stacey."

I had to suppress a laugh when I saw his face bug out when I said her name.

"What did she want?" He asked confusion still readable on his face.

I sighed pitifully "Well, sir she told me to tell you that someone had vandalized your car—"

I didn't have time to add anymore because as soon as I said car Mr. Clemmons ran out of the booth cursing and red face.

I smiled. Everything was going according to plan.

I snuck into the booth, fast and immediately started hacking into the computer to print me a ticket for Forks, Washington.

I was nearly done when I heard an outrageous thought that was nearly being screamed.

That little bitch! The angry voice screamed. My car doesn't even have a scratch on it. Oh she's going to be in a hell of trouble when I see her!

Oops. I guess Mr. Clemmons got more pissed than I planed. Fortunately the ticket was finished printing and I was out the door in a blink of an eye.

Luck was clearly with me since the train deported as soon as I got on so there was no chance that I would meet up with the very angry Mr. Clemmons.

The rest should be smooth sailing. I thought happily.

I was horribly wrong.

Once I got on the train I met the most obnoxious and geekiest guy in the world. His name was Bert Martin Finkleburg.

He looked like a true blue geek. He had dirty, greasy hair, big, broken glasses, a little bow tie and even pants that went up to his ribs!

It wasn't that I admittedly ignore him. No, I was judged my whole life and I wasn't going to do the same. So I made my mistake by smiling at him and saying hi.

Both the expression on his face and his thoughts told me that a girl had never before smiled at him let alone talk to him before.

So he began talking, and talking… and talking about all his hobbies, his fasciations. And even about his allergies and all his allergic reactions to them! (EWWWWW!)

The only good thing about Bert was when he called me pretty. Then again I also heard his thoughts after that and I nearly punched him for it. He had some pretty dirty thoughts for a geek!

After the second day on the train with Bert I started to believe that he was my punishment from God for stealing the train ticket in the first place.

Too bad things got even worst.

Bert was going on about one of his usual rants when he asked, yet again, another strange question.

"Do you wear colored contacts in one of your eyes?"

I wasn't really listening to him. I was wondering if I hit my head hard enough against the window would it knock me out long enough to get to Forks. I was still contemplating this when I said no.

"Do you have some black iris malady?"

Torture! This was torture! "No… why?"

"Well fair maiden," Did I mention that this is what he called me! "The iris of your left eye has changed from its golden luster into a starry black."

"What!?" I shouted, fear saturating my voice.

I quickly ran out of the aisle 'accidentally' kicking Bert in the gut. I rushed quickly into the bathroom and I locked the door behind me. I stared into the mirror and let out a sick moan.

My golden eye was turning black!

Although I love my abilities there is one catch to them all. At least once a month my golden eye turns black and I am filled with a massive hunger and thirst that take a lot to quench. I don't always know what happens after that since I usually blank out.

Too bad I was on a train filled with lots of people. This was no place to let the 'monster within me' break out!

I suddenly felt it then. A great hunger crawling its way out, wanting only two things. Meat. And Blood.

"No." I whispered to my reflection. "Not now. Not here!"

But the pain only intensified and all at once I blanked out.

When I finally awoke the hunger had subsided. This meant only one thing. I was in trouble.

I got up and with great horror noticed blood all over my shirt. Shaking I looked around and was relieved that I was only eating raw meat from the freezer.

I was trying to wipe some of the blood off my face when I heard something creak behind me.

Startled I whirled around to face two guards. Both were men one was in his forties who had fresh scratches all over his face and the other was twenty five and whose nose was apparently broken.

Both had guns which were directly at me and both had angry expressions which lead me to believe that I was the one responsible for their injuries.

"We got you corner now." Said the young one with the broken nose. "No way for you to do one of your hocus pocus."

His companion let out a groan. "Honestly you don't believe that. Do you, Jim?"

Jim didn't bother looking at him but instead glared at me angrily. "And I'm telling you, Mitch, that there is no way a girl that young can move so damn fast and hit so damn hard."

Clearly ignoring his partner, Mitch looked down at me and said. "You have got a lot of explaining missy. Now if you come quietly and no fussing than you won't be as big of trouble."

In other words you'll just be sent to the nuthouse like all the rest of them. Jim thought happily.

I jumped back and his thoughts. "You aren't sending me to no nuthouse." I screamed.

"Now who said anything about a nut house?" Asked Mitch, who was clearly confused.

I caught another thought but it was not any nicer then the last one. All my efforts to find my past and they were going to end thanks to Mitch and Jim.

The thought made me mad. Who were they to stop me! I had to climb out a six story window, out smart a pissed off dude and I had to put up with freaking Bert for two days!

They weren't going to stop me. No one was!

I smiled at them maliciously. "I'm sorry officers. Buy I can't do that."

I moved slowly and watch as their eyes followed me. "You see your friend Jim is right about one thing. I am not fully human." At this they aimed their guns higher at me. "And I am going to do whatever it takes to find out who and WHAT I am!"

With that I ran to the nearest door and pulled it open, and with one swift movement I was able to jump out the door.

The rush of adrenalin was sweet and seeing their startled faces was enough to send me laughing hysterically.

After I did that I realized there were two things I overlooked. One I was going to land in the middle of the ocean. And two, I didn't know how to swim.

Maybe jumping off a moving train and into a body of deep, moving water wasn't such a good idea.

Yes I left u at a cliff hanger but for an important reason. I am happy at those who reviewed and angry at those who didn't and so I refuse to write anymore until I get 16 reviews. Or at least 13

Mid terms aren't over yet so that is why I am easily pissed now. But to make it up I'm giving u 2 clues about the next one.

First Edward is going to be in it, and secondly Twilight will found herself in La Push.