We landed on the ground, gracefully. I straightened from my crouch, putting my human back on her feet, holding onto her arm as she regained her balance.

"What do you want to know?" I asked, looking at the group before me.

"Well firstly, what is your name?" Carlisle asked.

"I'm Haylee." I said, allowing a small smile to grace my features. He seemed pretty nice, well, as far as vampires went, so I felt obligated to be friendly.

"And your name?" He questioned my human companion.

"I'm Carolina." She responded, nodding her head toward him in greeting.

"How old are you both?" Carlisle said.

"I'll be nineteen in November." Carolina said.

"And I'll be nineteen this August." I added. He hummed in response. Deliberating shortly before he continued his line of questioning.

"How long have you been a vampire?"

"Uh, well…. Let's see what day is today?" I asked, if not a bit sassily.

"The 28th of May," he replied, politely. "It's a Saturday."

I looked at my companion. "So we arrived in Port Angeles on Tuesday, so, like, a week and a half?"

We both nodded, agreeing on my assessment.

"You were in Port Angeles?"

"Yes." I said.

"And you were human when you arrived?"

"Yeah, we both were. We were on a road trip, trying to see the country before we went off to college. You know, like one last, big adventure."

"So you were bitten on Tuesday, transformed over the next two to three days, and took this human on the run with you?"

"Yep. That's as good a summary as any." I replied.

"Amazing." He said. I fought the urge to roll my eyes.

In the short span we had been talking he had said something was 'amazing' or 'incredible' about ten times already. This Carlisle seemed to be 'amazed' by a lot of things. Maybe he was a newborn too. He didn't seem to know much about being a vampire either.

Edward snickered. "Carlisle's not a newborn. We just haven't met anyone like you."

'Stop looking through my head, pretty-boy.' I all but growled at him in my mind.

"Sorry." He said.

'You don't look sorry at all, you little shit.' I thought.

He scowled at me. 'Yeah, you're really sorry.' I thought, hurling the words at him. 'That's why you keep reading my mind.'

He rolled his eyes.

"You mentioned a man earlier, when you arrived. What were you saying about him?" Carlisle said, interrupting me and what's-his-face's mental sparring.

"He was a vampire, I guess." I started. "Care and I didn't arrive in Port Angeles until around 7 and we had been travelling all day. We checked into the hotel and that's when I first saw him. He rode the elevator up with us and that's when I noticed the mist around him. It was overpowering, I'd never seen anything like it before. It really gave me the creeps. When I was human, I mostly just saw flashes of a person's true nature upon meeting them. Like an aura. It would just be when I shook their hand or had contact with them. But this guy… I didn't even need to touch him to see he was a monster. It was like the evil just broadcasted itself." I shivered, remembering how uncomfortable I had been.

Composing myself, I continued on with the story, "We went out to grab some dinner downtown after we put our luggage in the room, did a little shopping in some of the stores as well. We ended up going to this little hole-in-the-wall pub and ate there. That's when I saw him the second time. I probably wouldn't have noticed him if the mist wasn't so strong. He was in this little booth in the back of the bar, he was just kind of looking at us; but like I said, I wouldn't have noticed if he was like any normal person. I didn't think much of him being there since the pub was kind of close to the hotel and it was listed on the hotel's 'local menu' brochure. I think we left around 11, but I can't really remember much else after that."

Carlisle turned to Carolina. "Do you remember anything, Carolina?"

"Yeah," she said, "we left the bar and started walking back, but when we were about halfway Haylee told me to get out my pepper spray and get ready to run. She said someone was following us." Carolina shivered, remembering the dread and terror she had felt in that instant. "Whoever the guy was caught up to us so fast, I didn't think it was possible. It was like one second he was a block behind us and the next he was 2 feet in front of us. It was…. inhuman. Hay and I both pepper sprayed him, but it didn't seem to have an effect. Neither did any of our struggling, he was so strong… It was like he was just amused by us trying to fight back." Carolina shook her head in disbelief. "I barely got out a scream before he hit me in the head, Haylee was screaming for me to run right before I passed out." She looked at her friend, who looked fearful as she recalled the memories. "I'm so sorry this happened to you, Hales." She said in a near whisper.

"Care, this isn't your fault. You didn't ask for any of this, if anything it should be me apologizing to you. You must have been terrified when I woke up looking exactly like him, red eyes and all, trying to rip your head off."

They each slung an arm around the other, leaning our heads together; both feeling sorry for our best friend, knowing there was nothing we could do to change what happened.

"Do you remember anything else before your escape?" Carlisle asked.

"I remember we were in some dark, cement basement. It didn't have any windows and there were just a few pieces of furniture. I didn't get to look around much, I was really dizzy and all I remember him saying was, 'I can't wait to see you play.' That's when he bit me. After that…. I couldn't really focus, the pain was too intense."

"I know what happened," Carolina whispered. "You screamed for almost 2 full days. It was horrible to watch, I had no idea what he had done to you. Towards the end of it, he came in the room and gave me a small cut on my neck. Just barely enough to make me bleed. He duct-taped two torches to my hands and untied my arms." She looked at the ground, unable to look at her best friend as she revealed the next part. "Haylee ended up screaming so much her vocal cords ripped. She was choking on her own blood, still trying to scream and… the dude flipped. He hissed and fled the room." Carolina looked back at Carlisle. "Like I said, the guy was insane, he just decided to tape some sticks to my hands and untie my arms. The next day when Haylee had stopped bleeding and screaming so much he came back in and lit the torches. He told me to 'play nicely' then left." She looked to Haylee." After a few more minutes, you stopped screaming and thrashing around and then I couldn't see your chest move anymore." Her eyes filled with tears as she looked at her best friend, "I thought you died, Hay. Then, suddenly, you ripped off the chains that had been holding you down. You leapt through the air and landed on your feet. Then you came at me. I thought you were possessed."

"I'm so sorry Care." I whispered. "God, you don't know how sorry I am that I wasn't there for you for those three days. You were alone and I was adding on to your pain and fear. I can't say sorry enough."

Carolina shook her head, "There's no need for us to dwell on the past. It wasn't either of our faults, so let's move on."

"What happened after that?" asked Carlisle. "Carolina said you tried to attack her, how did you stop mid-hunt?"

"I don't know how I did." I responded, "I just heard her scream my name and kind of snapped out of it. He left us in there for hours. It was so hard not to think about her blood, but she's my best friend, there was no way I could have hurt her. I guess he got bored of waiting, eventually. The flames on the torches were going out and I was all but glued to the opposite wall. He came in through the door and tried to cut Care again. I think he had been watching us from somewhere the entire time. Like it was some sick game he was playing; guessing which one of us would win. He seemed pretty livid about it, like we had ruined his fun or something. I don't know. I think he had a gift-thing, because when we were in the room I couldn't move, even when I tried. It was so difficult to even twitch a finger, but when he tried to cut Carolina, I guess I had enough of an adrenaline rush to break it. I ended up attacking him and taking Care out of there as fast as I could. We just kept running until we got here and you stopped us."

"And did you burn the remains?" Carlisle asked.

"No but I ripped off his damn leg. Don't tell me you can survive that." I was met with silence. "That—that's impossible, you'd bleed out." I was looking into their somber faces, panic quickly growing within me.

"Unfortunately, that isn't the case with vampires." Said Carlisle, gravely. "Limbs can be reattached."

"So what you're saying is that psycho is still out there?!" I all but screamed. I thought about his face, the maniacal grin he wore when he was about to do something horrid. "Oh my God. What if he finds us?" I asked, terror seizing me.

"Wait, Haylee." Said Edward. "Can you show me his face, again?" Edward asked.

I would really appreciate it if he would stay out of my head. Now was not the time.

"Please," he tacked on.

I thought of the man's face again.

"Carlisle, it's—we know him." Edward said, incredulously.