-Harbor 1818-

Edward summoned up a voyage to accompany him in a remarkably short amount of time. The man leaned against the pole waiting for the ship to finish loading. He watched them work diligently, no doubt under pressure from his father. The party tonight would be enough to distract the noblest of men. Each of the thirteen men heaved loads onto the ships surface. Edward wondered for a moment if the ship would crack under the pressure. His thoughts frittered back to Isabella.


I promised myself I would never fall so hard for someone.

Its been too long since I've seen her.

Is she waiting for me.

I won't waste a moment getting to her.

The man banged his fist against the pole and cut his himself along the ruff edges. Edward started looking through his parcel for something to wind up his cut. He opened a letter that Isabella had sent. Edward sniffed the note and inhaled the freesia scent. Edward shook his head and looked at the sky again. The color of glowering moon reminded him a little of the night they had spent in the garden. Edward stood there for hours, debating his choices.

"My lord , We are ready to depart" a boisterous yelled from the ship. Edward tucked the note in his pocket and quietly boarded the ship.

-Sea 1820-

Edward sat a his desk as the ship rocked back and forth. Edward ran his fingers through his bronze hair and looked around the dull scenery of the ship. Edward sat there thinking of her. He thought about the short time they had together. Everyday was the same. Nothing he ever seemed to do took his mind off her. As the distance grew short, the days seemed to become longer. He couldn't wait to wrap his arms around her and never let go.

Edward walked out from his bunk and headed to the surface of the ship. Edward took a deep inhale of sea air, as she walked around the top of the ship. Crew members smiled and greeted the him. Edward leaned on the edge of the ship and casted his gaze towards the ever turbulent waters. The wild tendrils of his hair seemed to be in agreement with the sea. In other words Edward was so much in love with her, everything started to become her.

The crew stopped at a location to refuel but Edward became irritated at their loud activities occurring in the lower cabinet. He sulked back into his private room and reread the letter from Isabella over and over until every detail was perfectly mesmerized. Every point,curve,line and emotion was engraved in his memory.

Edward fell to sleep clutching her letter in his chest pocket. The ship began to rock back and forth , jarring him awake. Edward walked up the stairs to see massive waves pummeling at the abused ship. Edward feared not for him but for Isabella losing yet another love.

Carribean Sea 1821-

A young woman pulls a man unto the surface of her ship. She pulls him on top of her ship and begins to circle around him. The woman referred to as Helen surveyed the young man with great anticipation. She licked her lips and set her plan into motion.

"Get up" Her untamed loose hair fell to his face as she reached to pull him up with surprising strength. Her stirring red eyes frightened and intrigued him. The small yet strong woman looked as if something was hidden behind her pale exterior.

"Who are-" Edward began.

The woman rewarded his question with a slap across his face. Edward stood still in his soaked clothes rubbing his jaw. The spot started to redden, Edward wanted to react to the blow but he didn't want to ruin his chance of getting to Isabella.

"What purpose have you on my seas" she said. The woman looked at him up and down. Her lethal white teeth showed itself as she brushed her tongue over it.

"I am trying to"

She slapped him again and circled around him again only this time more menacingly . Her fingers trailed a button down his wet shirt. The look in her eyes was all too familiar to him. This woman was like many others he encountered but lately none compare to Isabella.

"I am going to Belize" Edward said proudly. The woman seemed distraught but her expression changed pushed him against the ships wall. The woman slid her knee against his and trailed her finger along his jawline. She smiled in anticipation.

"It has been a while since men have come my way, I am sure we could make a trade agreement." Her fingers proceeded to rip off the buttons o his shirt.

"I appreciate your enthusiasm but I am committed" Edward said brushing her off. Her face turned into a vicious scowl and she screamed. The other female members of the crew came out to witness the the scene. Edward noticed that all of the women were pale, red eyed and deathly beautifully.

" I am desirable to you" she said putting on a sultry voice.

"I am commited to my love" Edward said drying off his shirt.

"Love is silly emotion" She said walking back towards him."One more chance"

"I love her"

The woman attacked Edward and tore into him with her nails. Edward tried to deflect her but she was too strong. Her nails streaked bloody lines down his body. Edward soon became limp as the attacks slowed.

"Whoever wants his pathetic blood is more than welcome" She said.

Crew members started to gather around the ailing body but a sharp hissing sound emitted from the crowd and they flinched away instinctively. One small woman stepped forward and kneed down to him.

In her human life, she had been an engaged Hostel owner for a small harbor town. She had been famous for her generosity and overall warmth she gave to people. She harbored Helen in her hostel one night and her whole life changed. Her love betrayed her and called her a bloody demon. Stephen, the name she used to exalt was nothing more than whisper to the wind. She wanted help him find this girl but he was dying quick.

"Forgive me" she said as she sunk her teeth into him, sending the hot venom coursing through his veins.