My feet moved on their own accord through the silent forest. I was preoccupied with the fire that blazed at the back of my throat. Venom poured into my mouth and I had to swallow to keep the venom from spilling over, like drool. My stomach was twisting as my thirst voiced itself.

It felt as if I was shoved into a small section in the back of my brain, and a demon took control of my body. The monster inside smiled in anticipation as the heavenly scent pulled me through the trees. The scent was unlike anything I had ever smelt before, and it made it nearly impossible to think about anything other than how the warm liquid would feel in my mouth.

My muscles tightened under my skin as I drew closer to the thumping heart. Soon, I pushed past a tree onto a small dirt path that wound its way up a mountain. I recognized the area as the Olympic mountain range, but I didn't know what I knew it from. I was utterly clumsy during my human years, so why would I enter this type of area? My monster pushed the thought aside as the scent hit me like a wrecking ball.

I had thought the scent was irresistible in the house, but it was nothing compared to how it affected me now. My vision hazed even more and I imagined the different ways I could kill this man.

A burst of wind pushed the scent away from me and suddenly I overcame my inner demon. My thoughts became clear and a single still image came into my mind. It was strange and I couldn't make anything of it. It brought pain to my chest, so I tried to forget it, but my subconscious wouldn't let me.

In a sigh of defeat, I closed my eyes and focused on the image. It was of the three Cullen boys. Edward was crouched protectively over something I couldn't see, while Emmett was pulling a ravenous Jasper towards a door. This surprised and confused me greatly.

From my poor human memories, I knew that Edward and Jasper usually got along well, but in this particular instance, they both were ready to rip each others' throats out. But, why? All three had pitch black eyes, a sign of thirst, but why would that make them want to kill each other?

I could feel the scent on the back of my throat and I swallowed the uncomfortable venom again. The thumping of a heart filled my ears and I focused on the warm liquid I could hear running through the veins of a young man. I stood in the center of the trail, waiting for my prey. Did he know he was walking towards his death? Of course not, he must be a hiker wanting to enjoy the beautiful morning air.

The desire to kill and my lack of control scared me. I had never felt so violent! I tried to feel remorseful for the man that was about to die, but I couldn't bring myself to. I hated this man, he was making me something I never wanted to be, which was a monster.

As quickly as the breeze came, it disappeared and the scent overwhelmed me again. I visibly trembled as I saw Victoria walk around the bend in the road into my field of view. My prey was following her, listening the lies she was telling him.

I didn't hear Victoria's voice as she called to me. In my peripheral, I saw her mouth form my name, but my eyes were only for the boy standing next to her. I realized he wasn't much older than me, maybe by only a few months. His baby-like face and spiky blonde hair looked vaguely familiar, and his eyes surprised me. His wide, hazel eyes held fear, confusion, and, strangely enough, recognition.

"Bella? Is that you?" He asked incredulously. I quirked an eyebrow but didn't answer. Victoria held my gaze for a few long seconds, before she ran behind me. She must have seen the thirst in my eyes and knew I would fight her if I thought she was trying to take away my food. The young man was startled by her apparent speed and fear grew more prominent. I smiled demonically as his heartbeat quickened and the blood rushed throughout his body.

Before I knew what had happened, I was at the man's side, sinking my teeth into his delicate, vulnerable flesh. He screamed and futilely tried to pull away from my iron grasp. The warm blood was pulled into my mouth as the venom poured out into his body. It seemed a fair trade, the new, delicious liquid for the annoying uncomfortable substance.

All too soon, there was no more blood and I dropped the body to the ground. Slowly, my senses came back to me, magnetized by the blood I had ingested. Instantly, I went from satisfied to horrified. I sank to my knees next to the mangled body laying in the muddy trail. Slowly, I turned the corpse over and wiped the dirt from his face.

"Oh, Mike," I gasped silently and I choked on the tearless sobs rising in my throat. The lifeless hazel eyes stared into mine, his fear still etched over his once lively face. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I reverted to instinct. I twisted from the grip and growled menacingly. Victoria's eyes widened in surprise and her expression softened.

"I'm sorry Bella; I didn't know you knew him!" She seemed genuine, so I relaxed my stance, but remained on the ground. "The first kill is always the worst. Don't worry, the guilt goes away when you realize that this is the only way of living." I grimaced and Victoria turned away from me. "Just come back to the house when you're ready. We need to leave soon."

I didn't answer. I felt her presence leave and I stared at the lifeless body next to me, wishing I had shared his fate. Why couldn't Victoria just kill me? Why had I ever wanted this life in the first place? Why had the Cullens left me? All they had shown was love towards me, as I had to them, but then they just up and leave town. What made them?

The questions came and went quickly; I knew I didn't have any answers. The pain in my chest magnified but I retained a small amount of hope. Edward had said he loved me, and I was sure that wasn't a lie. Maybe, now that I was less breakable, he would want me.

I tried not to dwell on anything and I just sat there. After a few hours had passed, I gently lifted Mike's body and dug a small grave for him. It wasn't much, but it was the most I could do for him now.

I sat against a tree, the disgust and guilt completely engulfing me. I was there for only a few minutes before calm settled through me. It was subtle but I instantly felt a connection with my past. My eyes flew open and I saw a flash of a pale face with gold eyes and messy blonde hair, before it disappeared in the darkness of the forest.

The calm eased away, yet the horrible feeling didn't come back. A smile crept across my face and I stood to go back to Victoria. I took my time, walking at a human pace, and stopped at the porch of the Victorian house. My smile widened as I realized why the room was so familiar and why the rest of this house was so exquisite.

Surely this was a sign from god that the Cullens still cared for me. Why else would I be changed at their mansion? Their house gave me hope, and my smile never faltered as I entered the house.

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