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Chapter 11: Searching for Answers

EdwardPOV

I walked up the porch stairs, staring at the door. It was our house but I barely recognized it. Our once Grande Victorian home is now a empty, broken shell of its former self. I walked to the door, which was boarded up. I quickly pulled of the boards, turned the handle, and stepped inside my home for the first time in… I'm still not quite sure how long. I was shocked to see the inside. Other than a few broken windows, and the layers of dirt and dust, nothing had changed. Though our personal belongings were gone, some of the furniture remained, covered with white sheets.

There was no scent that identified any creature being in this house; human or vampire. I began to worry. I knew time passed differently when I was…dead, but could I really have been away for months? Even years? Impossible. Although, I'm still not exactly sure why I'm not still dead? When someone of our kind dies we burn their remains. I always thought it a supersticous habit to ensure that our enemies could not return. We all heard the legends of resurrecting from the grave ,but none of us ever bought into it. My family must have had me buried, rather than cremated because of the physical evidence it provided.

I started to search the house. Looking for some shred of evidence to where they may have moved onto. I found nothing. Tracking down my family would be difficult. I had no resources, no money, identification, or even clothes. Even though I disagree with theft, it looked like a necessary means. I wrapped a sheet around my waste and tied it securely. I hunted in the area once more before making my way into town.

Forks was still fast asleep, but I could tell by the sky beginning to lighten that it was nearly dawn. I spotted an old camping supplies store, it was once owned by Mike Newton's family, but now was renamed Hewitt's Supplies. I scanned the building for alarms or cameras. Apparently the crime rate hasn't risen in the time I've been gone because there were no alarms at all.

I easily broke the lock and turned the handle to enter the store. I walked to the clothes, grabbing a flannel button down shirt, and a pair of denim jeans. It seemed my only choice for footwear, was a bulky pair of hiking boots. I looked around the room, and found the backroom to the store. I really did hate stealing from people, especially small town business owners, but I had no choice. I would reimburse them as soon as I found my family. I spotted the safe in the corner, pulled off the door, and emptied it. I had about 600 dollars. That would be enough for now, if I need to forge the right paper work for 

identification, or to pay off the right people for information concerning the location of the family. I caught sight of the owner's desk. There were pictures of his family, receipts, invoices, and a desk calendar… It was May of the year 2100.

I collapsed to the ground. I'd been gone for 95 years. How could that be possible? No wonder the house was so abandoned, they had never returned, why would they I was dead. I needed to figure out my next move. I left the office, grabbed a backpack, and filled it with some spare clothes; I grabbed a one man tent as well. I didn't need these luxuries but they gave off the sense that I was a tourist passing through the area, that way people wouldn't ask questions.

Once I was finished at the store, I set off to the city hall. Perhaps, the family left some sort of forwarding address when they left. I knew better, whenever we left a town we never wanted to be tracked down, but it was worth a try.

I found our lease on the house; according to it we still owned the house and the land. They had never sold it. As I thought, there was no forwarding address given. While searching I found, mine and Bella's death certificates. I nearly collapsed from the pain that surged through my body at seeing her name. I shook my head, this shouldn't have been your future my love. You deserved so much more than this. So much more than a selfish monster intruding on you having a normal life. I swore loudly, wishing that I was still in hell, where I belonged.

For the first few days, I stayed in the old house during the daytime, planning out my next move. But after the first few days the memories became much to much to handle. So I took the tent and settled in the nearby woods. I'd been hunting larger game now, so I was nearly back to my full strength again. At nights I broke into homes, to use computers. I'd been doing searches on each member of my family but continued to come up empty. After the first few nights I became frustrated, and decided on a new strategy.

I would leave this weekend for Alaska to find Tanya and her family. They were another coven similar to our own. We always kept in close contact with their family, so I hoped they may know something about the others. I was almost positive that Tanya hadn't moved. Their secluded land was the perfect place to live a secluded existence.

I wouldn't return to this town again. There were too many painful memories here. Everywhere I looked I saw her face. I found it harder and harder to keeping going on when I was being crushed by so many painful thoughts. Perhaps, if I got away from this place, I could concentrate on finding the others. Though I knew the pain would never stifle, I had to keep going, for my family.

I had one last matter to close before I left Forks forever, I needed to visit her one last time, before saying good-bye forever. I packed up my camp, and made my way to the cemetery carrying a bouquet of wildflowers in my arms.



I'm not sure how I feel about this Chapter yet, I had a lot of trouble writing it. It's really just some middle ground, so Edward could have a chance to catch up after being dead for 95 years. Next few chapters should be much more eventful, so please please stick with me.

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