On the 4th Day of Christmas~ Alistair.

Summary: Years after being mysteriously turned, Isabella finds something she's never been searching for.

BPOV

I knew that when I woke on the forest floor, the sky so clear, the sounds around me almost deafening, something had changed. Drastically. The burning in my throat triggered very faint memories, and I knew what I had become, only it was not what I dreamed. I was a cold one. Destined to forever walk alone. To give up my life….for nothing. I knew however that to find my way home and go to him would kill him. I would kill him. I tried to do good. I tried to do it like they did. Become like them. Only, I wasn't sure who 'them' were. Everything about these faceless beings were hazy, but I knew they were like me. I knew what I was and what that meant for me, but I couldn't remember the people who introduced me to this word. I never knew if vampires could regurgitate. I now knew that I could. Animal blood was disgusting. It tasted like garbage. Rotting food that had been set out for months. It was thick and had a weird smell that I didn't find appetizing.

I ran into a man that night. He smelled even worse than the blood did. He recognized me instantly, regarding me with horror and anger. He believed that 'Edward' had changed me. I had no idea who this Edward was. I didn't know who changed me or how, but this man told me a brief story about wolves, about vampires, and a treaty. A treaty that I of course wasn't included in. He told me that if I hunted humans, it would have to be in Seattle.

The moment he mentioned humans, my mouth watered. If I thought tonight was any more of a shock, this man transformed into a literal dog and ran alongside me to Seattle. I was faster than him, still unsure of how to use my limbs properly, but on the outskirts of Forks did he turn back into a half-naked man and bid me goodbye. He promised to break the news to Charlie in a way that wouldn't destroy him. This man owed me nothing, and yet he was being kind to me. That day I realized there was a difference between creatures who were good…and creatures who were….not so good.

I'd classify myself as in the middle. I didn't always do what was right, but I also tried to do no wrong. Learning the ropes on my own were…intense. The want for blood was so strong, but the only thing stopping me from descending on these poor people was thinking about them as if they were me. If they were Charlie.

The evil became my food source until I could gather the courage to leave. I stayed in Seattle for only a few months, stealing here and there, trying to blend in. It was harder than I thought. At least until I saw her. Alice Cullen didn't ring a bell in my head the more she spoke to me, and I could tell that made her sad. She didn't say much to me but gave me a box full of clothes and documents that had a name I didn't recognize. She told me to take care of myself and to head East. I wasn't sure what the hell she was talking about, but she seemed to know what she was talking about.

I followed her instructions and did my best to stay out of the world's curious eyes. As months turned into a year, I had it down on how to hunt, move around, and stay out of sight. I enjoyed the wind in my hair, the freedom of running and never looking back. I was living in limbo. A life that I couldn't really remember, and a life that I didn't know how to achieve.

After a while, it became lonely, running, stopping, feeding, blending….it was honestly depressing.

Until Christmas.

It was a day that meant nothing to me now, a day I spent the last 4 years alone. I had since taken the time to go through the things Alice had given me, learning that there was a house in my name in Montana. Isabella Cullen didn't ring a bell to me either, at least not Cullen. Was that my last name as a human? I wasn't sure. I had noting to worry about, money was not a necessity. I had an account with loads that I didn't know what to do with. After a while, I believed that these people, this Alice Cullen person meant something to me. If so, why was I alone? Where were they?

I never got that question answered, I actually forgot about it, forgot about the impending curiosity to piece together who I was. I only remembered my father, very vividly, and bits and pieces of my life, but nothing was clear. My suddenly lonely life changed when I came across a man standing in my front yard. He was like me, stood at about 6ft 3in tall, with this ruggedly handsome look about him.

He had eyed my place with the same emotion I regarded him, his ruby red eyes finally landing on me, and I felt like something had shifted. Something drastic. We said nothing at first, just staring at one another. It was like a string pulling me down to meet him, a smile drifting on my face.

This vampire was quiet as he took me in, and I felt like my body was vibrating. I didn't understand the feeling. He simply hummed, meeting my eyes. "So you're what I've been searching for…." His voice washes over me, and I just tilt my head. "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" I wonder, unable to help myself as I stretch out my hand. He takes it almost immediately. "You tell me…" He murmurs.

Ya'll I have no idea how to express how sorry I am about not getting to these on time. This week has been so hectic and busy. I am going to try and upload the rest tomorrow. I don't plan on making them long. Or I may push this out to the New Year, Jan 2nd maybe.

This was not my best work, but….next chapter will be better. Happy holidays! I love you all and hope you're all being safe and spending time with the people you love if you can, even if its virtually. xoxo