I wrote this back in 2008. This is a story telling about when Alice Cullen first became a Vampire. This is told from the point of view of Alice Cullen.
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Over the next few months we searched. We didn't need to rest or stop, except maybe to hunt. I tried to find animals along the way, but things were harder for Jasper. He had never known anything but what he was taught. That there was no other way. I hadn't known either, but I never liked taking human lives. Jasper had been fighting in a war, before he was changed, so he was taking human life while he was still human. He had continued to do so as a Vampire. It didn't bother him as much as it did me.
Of course, I don't know why it should have. I couldn't remember being a human. I couldn't remember the pain or fear that Jasper said anyone turning into a Vampire felt. He said the "changing" was his sharpest, most clear memory. But I told him over and over that I didn't, I COULDN'T remember. I insisted to him that it didn't exist in my mind. And some how, I knew that he knew that I was telling the truth. It just seemed hard for him to believe it.
And I loved him too much to change him. If the gold eyed Vampires wouldn't accept him, then I wouldn't stay either. For while my eyes were gold like theirs, Jasper stayed red.
But I wasn't worried. Though I didn't tell Jasper everything about the visions, I told him all that was necessary for him to know. He seemed satisfied, and didn't question me when I had finished telling him all I was going to.
Once, while we were walking near a road we saw a car accident. It took everything I had to drag Jasper away. There was a lot of blood. I had wanted to stay and help. There weren't any ambulances around, or anyone else to help. Someone could be dying. But I had to keep Jasper away. Whatever happened to them, it wasn't our place. We shouldn't even have been there at that moment. We should both be dead.
As we traveled my visions grew stronger. I hoped that meant we were getting closer, but I couldn't be sure. I'd seen Jasper and I, living with the others. Jaspers eyes were gold, just like the rest of us. We had our own room in the house. I guess that meant we lived there. So they would accept us. But Jaspers eyes were red now, not gold like in my vision. I didn't know what my visions told, exactly. Were they of the assured future, or the possible future? Would Jasper EVER change his ways? Should I try harder to help him do so? I still needed a lot of answers.
I couldn't be sure whether I was having visions of his future or if they were still of mine. I was always in them, that was for sure. That helped reassure me that Jasper and I were going to be together for a long time, maybe even forever.
Jasper was answering all the questions I could come up with. After all, there wasn't really much to do while we traveled. Just run and run and run, and maybe walk every once in awhile when we neared a town. I also knew in advance when we were close to a place with a lot of people, so at those times we would keep more alert. While I was watching for anyone who might spot us, Jasper was looking for his next meal.
