[Disclaimer] Stephenie Meyer owns everything Twilight. I just like to mess around with her characters and turn them into lesbians.

[A/N] Today's update is dedicated to my reader milagglad

22

I smiled. The woman in the mirror smiled back at me. She resembled me greatly, yet she looked nothing like me at all. My hair was so black now it had a bluish tint to it. The features of my face were sharper. I had higher cheekbones. The slight freckles on my nose were completely gone. My skin was flawless. I looked for the tiny scar right under my chin and it was gone. I was still very small and dainty. The transformation didn't seem to have had any influence on that.

"You are beautiful." Isabella said. She stood behind me. I knew she was going to put her arm around my shoulder now. It didn't happen. The vision flashed up in front of my inner eye. Only that it was different now than the first time. In this one, Isabella puts her arms around my waist instead of placing them on my shoulder.

The moment she wrapped both arms around my middle, I placed my hands on top of hers. I knew what was going to happen. But what was going to happen could change. I wasn't the one who was changing it. She was. Her decision where to touch me had changed and my vision had followed.

I turned my head and pressed my lips against hers. A flush of arousal rocketed through me. The moment my lips touched Isabella's, I was slick and needy down there. The sensation was so strong I groaned out loudly.

"You are magnificent." Her lips brushed down my throat. Her caress was amazing. I would never get enough of it. "I knew you would be wonderful."

I kissed her mouth again. The sensation was divine. Her mouth tasted sweet and fresh. Something was different though. When Isabella placed her right hand on my cheekbone, it wasn't cold. Our bodies were both warm to the touch now.

"My throat," I whispered. "It's burning."

She nodded her head. "I know. You will get used to it over time. I promise."

I took her hand and lifted it to my lips. For a moment, I could see another vision flashing through my head. I could see Isabella running through the forest. I was running at her side. The forest around us blurred. I could see myself jumping on a tree branch. Then, I attacked a deer to satisfy my thirst on its blood.

"I need to hunt." I whispered, grabbing Isabella's hand to pull her outside with me. My throat felt as if it was set on fire.

Isabella's fingers were the same temperature as my own now. Inside my head the visions pulsed. I knew exactly with how much strength I had to push a tree so it would fall down to build a bridge over a ravine. Isabella shook her head. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and looked me over from head to toe.

"You are different."

I grabbed a rock from the ground that was about the size of my fist to crumble it effortlessly between my fingertips. I was different now. I didn't exactly know how different yet.

"My throat," I whimpered. Then I rubbed my fingers gently up and down my throat in an attempt to ease the pain a bit. The only thing that would bring a true relief though was blood. I almost could taste it on my tongue as the visions rocketed through my head. "I need blood."

I dashed forward. The forest around me blurred. Beneath my bare feet wood cracked. I had never done this before, but I knew exactly what to expect. My arms wrapped around the doe's long neck. The animal didn't have enough time to make a sound. Moments later, the fire inside my aching throat was subsiding. I drank greedily despite the bitterness of the warm blood. The taste was wrong. I could see flashes of myself drinking from a human and in my visions, his taste was far better than that of the doe. I slurped, taking a last mouthful of the animal's blood before I pulled back. With the back of my hand, I wiped my blood-smeared mouth.

"Alice?" Isabella appeared next to me. There were little branches in her beautiful hair now. I could see myself combing through it with my fingertips while she was sitting in a bathtub. The thought instantly excited me. "Are you well, Alice? I thought you were trying to run away from me."

"I needed to hunt." I repeated. "I was thirsty."

She sat down next to me on the ground. I wondered why she wasn't touching me. It was like she was suddenly so very careful around me. It was like she was expecting me to explode. Like, I somehow turned into something dangerous to her.

"I know you were thirsty." She said. "That is normal after the change." She tucked her feet under her dress and turned to the side. "In the first months after I was changed, I couldn't focus on anything but this awful thirst."

I glided a bit closer to Isabella and reached out my hand. In my head, I had a quick vision about her pulling away and whining in pain when I grabbed her hand too hard. I slowed down my movement and touched Isabella's wrist as if it was breakable glass. Her eyes widened. She seemed puzzled. I would never hurt her. I would see it before it would happen.

"You were a human once too?" I asked, rubbing the pad of my thumb over the point where her pulse was supposed to pound against my fingertip. It was perfectly silent. Her heart wasn't beating anymore, just like mine. "How long have you been like this?" I whispered. In my head, I could see all the answers to the things to come. The future was easy for me. What I needed Isabella's help for was to cover the past. I needed to know how she had become like this. "Tell me your story." I pleaded before lifting her beautiful hand to my lips to kiss it tenderly.