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"Edward, just let me go," The words came out differently than I meant them too. His shock gave me time to break his grip and run off. As I left, I heard Esme speak.
"Let her be alone for awhile, Edward. She has a lot to think about." She said something else, but I didn't hear it. I didn't really care.
I ran, just ran, not knowing where I was going, not really caring. I ran until the sky darkened and the stars shown. I just ran, and whenever I smelt traces of civilization, I steered away. I ran, until suddenly, I smelled something. I could hear it.
A bear, a large bear. I grinned, realizing that this would be my first hunt. I ran stealthily towards the noise and the smell, reaching the bear very quickly.
It was white. A polar bear? Where was I? I looked around, and saw the layer of snow that thickly covered the ground. I knew I had been running north, I had no idea how far I had gone. I guess farther than I had thought. I dismissed these thoughts, concentrating on the bear.
I looked at it, and tried to make it rise and come to me. Nothing happened. Of course not. The bear was alive, after all. I shook my head, instead just racing toward the bear and breaking it's neck. No matter how much I enjoyed my new strength, I did not want the bear to suffer.
I bent my head to its neck and sucked down its blood. This life giving liquid renewed me, gave me strength, made it easier to think clearly. I finished the bear and dug a hole to hide its remains.
My thirst satiated, now I had some thinking to do. What was I going to do about my power? I couldn't return to my family, not yet at least. I couldn't be around them if there was even the slightest chance of me doing something accidental and hurting them. I needed to have complete control. And I needed to find out where I was. I looked behind me, and saw the blurred footsteps I have left in the snow.
Looking down, I also realized that I had no shoes on. I guess vampires don't need shoes. Oh well. I just realized that I had never noticed what kind of shoes the Cullens wore. I decided that shoes would be the first things I looked at when I came back.
So I sped back along my footprints, looking for a sign of where I was currently. I found a road and a sign. Wow, Canada. Jeez. I guess I ran just a little bit there. Okay, so I was in Canada, and I needed to get my skill under control. Here was a good place to start.
I looked around, and spotted some mountains to my right. Good. I sped toward them, thinking there would probably be lots of rocks around for practice. In a short amount of time, I was at the base of the mountain. There was an old landslide on the eastern side of the mountain, and so I went around there. When I got to the rockslide, I knew that I had chosen the right place. There were all sorts of rocks, all shapes and sizes. I looked at a hefty sized one, and made it fly toward me. I rolled it around in the air, making it break in half, lifting it up higher, and making it crumble into dust. I looked around for a bigger rock.