AN- I do NOT own any of the Characters (apart from George, Daniella, Antony and Alicia), they are owned by Stephenie Meyer. I would appreciate constructive criticism so I could make this better. If anybody notices any grammatical errors or spelling errors, notify me, so I can correct them. Enjoy!
Chapter 4: Perfecting and Searching
It was the day, the day our searching began. We took our laptops into the same rundown, dilapidated living room of our flat, and so we began. We each took turns (only on cloudy days of course), to go and mingle with the humans, to desensitize ourselves. Today was my day to go out. I know what you must be thinking, we are still too young to go out on our own, but to be honest, we didn't want to hurt the humans anymore, we wanted to be like them, so we couldn't go around, sucking their blood dry. And we began to feed more, so we wouldn't be that thirsty when they were close to us.
I decided on a small park, which was ripe with wildlife and families enjoying the company of the ones they loved. I sat down on a long oak bench that oversaw the whole park, many people passed me, so I could still desensitize myself, but still keep a distance. Often, some people would take one look at me and start walking faster, their survival instincts must have overridden their minds, telling them that I was a threat.
A little girl saw me on the bench, and smiled at me, I probably looked lonely to her, if only she knew. She ran to the bench and sat next to me, but not that close though.
"You look sad mister." The girl stated, I looked at her. She looked to be around the age of five or six years old, her blonde hair in pigtails. To go along with her assumption, I nodded. "Why are you sad mister?" She asked.
"I don't have a family." I replied, I stabbed my own heart with that sentence-Dany and George were like my family- but I had to give a reason why I was 'sad'. She had a frown, when I replied.
"I'm sorry mister." She apologized, why did she apologize? Was this customary to humans, to apologize to strangers when something bad happened? I took a mental note of that custom, and stored it into my vast, expansive brain.
"Don't be, they left a long ago" I told her, my half-truth giving her peace of mind.
"Lyra! Why did you run off?! " Her mother (presumably) chided her daughter.
"Sorry mummy, mister lost his family a long time ago, and he looked sad and lonely" Lyra explained. Her mother turned to me and gave me an apologetic smile.
"I'm sorry about my daughter, I hope she didn't cause you any trouble?" She genuinely seemed sympathetic.
"Don't worry about it, it was nice to talk about it with someone" I returned her smile, although I didn't really say much, she didn't know that.
I left soon after that, there was a distinct burn in my throat that required my attention. I found a small deer after running some way north, it looked delicious after my human encounter. I drank its blood in gulps, eager to dampen the fire in my throat. I wandered through the woods that I hunted in, and I checked my phone. I had a couple missed calls from Dany and George as I exited the woods and started walking 'home'. They said that they had yet to find anything.
When I returned, I spent all my available time searching, and as I was searching, an idea struck me. Dany and George must have noticed, because in one tenth of a second, they were by my side staring at the screen in anticipation. I quickly typed into the search bar:
Seattle, Cullens.
I thought that if Xavier was in Seattle, and seemed to know of the Cullens and their diet, they should therefore be close by. The search ended up with several links to sites, but the second website link caught Dany's attention.
"Click it Antony." And I complied, that was the first time that she called me that in ages.
"Dr. Carlisle Cullen. Doctor at a hospital in a place called Forks. " I read out the information on the dull looking website.
"Forks? Why did it come up with that?" Dany asked.
"Forks isn't that far from Seattle." George clarified, as he went to his laptop, typed quickly, and showed us what he had just told us.
Within a few hours, we were packed (only the essentials of course), and left the flat, no one seemed to know that we were secretly living there for about a week.
As we were 'jogging' in the direction that we remembered, we saw a sign that read,
Welcome to Forks.
My first thought was, this is the perfect place for vampires, and it looks like it is nearly always cloudy here. Then I saw the beauty of the place, the green that covered over nearly everything was enchanting, the emerald colour made me feel sadness though, but why? My second thought was this was the right place, I could smell the sweet scent of our kind.
"Follow me." I ordered.
"Always thought of himself as a tracker, he could have got that from Demetri." Dany mumbled. I couldn't help but laugh at her snide comment. Sometimes it was so easy to forget that we has acute, supersensitive hearing. We came to the entrance of some woods at the back of a white painted, panelled house. We stuck to the dark to avoid detection, but I became cautious when I saw the police cruiser parked at the front of the house.
We darted through the undergrowth of the viridian forest, and past the waving flowers that were gently caressed by the baby breeze. We saw it after we ran for about five seconds, a white, three story house, I could hear the soundless foot falls of the vampires inside. George nudged me, Dany and I leant towards him.
"They have a mind reader, a clairvoyant, an empathy, a thought projector, and something else, but I can't sense it." He spoke in barely a whisper, they couldn't hear us.
Three males walked out of the house. I could see a bronze haired man, perhaps seventeen, or eighteen. Another male, this one was blond, he looked slightly taller, and seemed to look barely older than the bronze haired one. The next male, was an older man, mid-twenties perhaps, with a mixture of golden and blonde hair. I focused in on their eyes, they were like ours, only topaz. Our eyes were close to a maroon colour, from all the diluting we had done. These were the people we had been searching for.
"There are three vampires near the edge of the woods, in the shadows, we are being watched." The bronze haired man spoke in a velvety, calm voice, it was soothing and yet, it sounded familiar. That was when their eyes turned to the darkness, and their eyes met ours, obviously, darkness had no effect on our sight. Dany, George and I stood, fear induced, shock running through our still bodies as our eyes met theirs.