DISCLAIMER: ALL CHARACTERS THAT APPEAR IN TWILIGHT ARE PROPERTY OF THE GREAT AND WONDERFUL STEPHENIE MEYER, AS IS THE OUTLINE OF THIS STORY. The specific storyline as well as any characters I have come up with are mine.

TA-DA!!! I'm BACK!!!!!! Rejoice, I dare you all to… I'm sorry for my extended absence, but updating during the semester is nearly impossible. You'll have to forgive me and I will try to make up for it during the summer. There are 7 weeks left in my summer and I plan to make the most of them. And here we go…


The howl of a wolf awoke me. I stirred, realizing I hadn't actually been asleep. As I looked around myself I was surround by lush vegetation, but I didn't know where I was.

It took me a moment, but I also realized I didn't know who I was. How had I gotten here? How long had I been here? And why was I in a hospital gown.

I stumbled out of the forest and found a road. I looked behind me and there was a large fortress of a building and in the faintness of the night, I thought I could hear screaming.

I walked along the road where the gravel met the grass, one foot in front of the other as if I were walking a tight-rope and kept seeing odd flashes of things. A road-sign I couldn't quite read, a crowded street, a diner, a counter, a pale, blonde man-just flashes that made as much sense as anything right now. Suddenly I heard the whirring of a motor and looked behind me to see a car. It was coming to a stop on the side of the road just before me.

"Are you all right honey?" A male voice called from within the car.

That was an excellent question. Suddenly, there was a fire in the back of my throat. I was suddenly dying of thirst.

"Honey?" the southern twang called again.

"Could I get a ride sir?" My own voice surprise me, soprano bells tinkling in the night.

"Of course honey. Where are you headed?"

That was an excellent question as well. Where was I going? All I could think about was the insatiable thirst. Then suddenly someone spoke to me, but I knew it was only in my mind. "One day we will get out of here and go to Philadelphia." Was someone waiting for me in Philadelphia? Would they be able to help me solve this mystery?

"Philadelphia." I said aloud, confidently.

"Well get in, honey, I can take you as far as the next town and then you can get a train ticket or something. And we'll see if we can't get you some clothes. My wife should be able to help you out."

I smiled, but was so thirsty it almost hurt. I walked toward the car.

"What's your name sugar?"

I had been dreading this question. As I walked to the car I noticed the bracelet on my right wrist. Most of the writing on it was smeared, but I could make out one word. Alice.

"Alice."

"Well, then, Alice. Let's get you out of the dark and off the streets." The car door suddenly opened for me and I got in, sinking into the bench as if I weighed more than I would think I did being as small as I was.

We began driving again and with the windows down the breeze within the car smelled so fragrant and seemed to be the satisfaction of my thirst. I turned and looked at the man who was driving and the smell got stronger. He was what I was craving. I could hear his pulse and with each thud of his heart the smell pulsated as well. I wanted his blood. His blood would satisfy this thirst.

I suddenly felt ill at the thought of killing this man.

"Pull over." I said suddenly.

"What?"

"Pull over. I am going to be sick."

He slowed down and pulled off the road, switching off the car's motor.

"Just take deep breaths for a moment, it will pass. Happens to my youngest daughter all the time."

I smiled. This man was so nice. But breathing only made the feeling worse. At that moment the wind blew through the car, blowing his scent on me. I couldn't control it anymore.

"I'm so sorry about this." I mumbled before I moved at lightning speed on top of him.

"Now, miss, please-I'm married."

I smiled seductively at him before I bent my head down to his neck and bit. His screams came and I moved quicker than I could have thought possible to cover his mouth with my hand. His blood tasted so good and the thirst was subsiding. When I was finished, his pale, lifeless face pained me to look at. I got off of him and opened my side door. I scrambled out of the car and fell to my knees, seeing his blood on my tattered gown. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and there was his blood too. I was frightened. I screamed.

What kind of monster had I become?


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