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Chapter 8

On the Road

Two years later…

It had been two years since I had moved in with the Denalis. It had been fun, but I was ready to move on. All five of them were there to see me off. Tanya, who I had grown close to even offered to come with me to the border but I declined. "Thank you all," I said.

"Try and come back to visit," said Carmen.

"If I'm in the area," I said. It was night time so, once I was a few feet away from the house, I broke out into a run. I really had no clear plan on where I was going. I headed east, out of Alaska and into Canada. I had fed earlier today, so I did not have to worry about stopping to feed.

I wandered around Canada for several days, only stopping when the sunlight prevented me to. When the sun was out, I usually just found a quiet place in a forest, empty house or hotel and read one of my books. I had left most of my collection at the Denalis, the Cullens sent my collection that I had left there in the mail. I only took the books that I had not read, which was not many.

After a week wandering around Canada, I returned to the continental United States. I thought about heading to Duluth to see the Cullens, having not seen them since I left with the Denalis two years ago, but decided to head elsewhere.

I passed through the southern part of Indiana. I had no plans to go through Indianapolis for several decades. I fed somewhere in Illinois, finding a herd of deer. I killed a few before stopping.

Once I got rid of the dead deer, I continued my journey. As with all of my previous journeys, I had no clear idea on where I was going. I mainly stayed in the Midwest, occasionally heading toward the New England area.

Two weeks passed since I left the Denalis. I was staying in an abandoned house outside of the Twin Cities. I planned on staying for a month or two. The previous owners had left all of their furniture and electronics. Nothing worked because of lack of paid bills. I really did not care. It was just a place to stay.

About a week after I moved in, I drove, having finally convinced myself to get one. I had gone up to Duluth for a brief visit and to get my car, which spent most of its time in their garage.

I was driving down some street, not even bothering to see what it was called, because frankly, I could have cared less. I had stopped at a stop sign, when something caught my attention in my peripheral vision. I looked over and saw a young man, about my physical age, getting mugged.

I quickly made a right and the men ran off but the victim was not. I stopped my car and ran over to him. He had bruises all over his face, and lost a good amount of blood. "Help me," he cried. I knew enough about injuries that if he was not taken care of, he would die. I was too far from the hospital, and had left my phone at the house.

Without thinking, I picked him up and placed him in my car. I drove as fast as I could, luckily not getting caught, back to my house. Once there, I placed him on the dining room table. He was moaning from the pain. "Please, help me." Now that he was on the table, I got a good look at him, he was probably just out of high school. I tried my best to get the bleeding to stop, but it kept coming. He wasn't going to live much longer. I really couldn't let him die, but I wasn't sure if I could save him.

"This is going to hurt," I said, finally deciding to try. "Please forgive me." I bit into his neck. His blood brought back memories of when I had lived off human blood. The man let out an even louder scream.

I was never sure how I managed it, but I eventually stopped. I spit out what blood was in my mouth, into a paper towel and threw in the garbage. His screaming increased, as I guessed my venom was spreading. "Please, just kill me," he screamed. "Anything to stop the pain." I really wish I could stop the pain. My one true wish was that he would be able to forgive me someday.

The next morning, there was a knock at my door. I had been careless enough not to think that someone might hear his screaming. I was surprised to see who it was. "Alice, what are you doing here?" I asked.

"I had a vision of you creating a vampire." Alice led the way to the dining room table. "What happened?"

"I was in town driving. I was stopped at a stop sign and saw him getting mugged. Apparently, me driving by made the thugs run away. I brought him here and decided to at least try."

"Carlisle would be proud."

"What about Jacob? Does he know?" True I never agreed to the treaty that the Cullens had made, but Jacob had made it clear where he stood on the matter.

"He did not like it at first, but I made him see reason."

"What do you mean?"

"Sorry, but that is not for me to tell."

"Alice," I said.

"You'll find out soon enough. Don't worry, you are not in danger." I did not like the way she said that.

"So how long are you staying?"

"Till you get used to handling a newborn."

"Where's Jasper?"

"He'll be here in a few days. He on a trip with the boys when I had this vision. Esme was going to send him down once they got back."

"Yeah, I guess it would help to have an expert on newborns to help." The two of us sat on the couches in the front room catching up.

Jasper arrived the next day, earlier than expected. Apparently, the boys had gotten bored and come home early. "It will be over early tomorrow," said Alice, to the man on the table. With Jasper here, I left to go feed. I did stay out long, not wanting to be away too long.

"How's he doing?" I asked.

"Screaming more and more," said Jasper. The three of us waited patiently as the man screamed more and more.

The next day came quicker than I expected. Shortly after two in the morning, I could hear his heart rate increase. "It's almost done." After a minute or two, his screaming ceased. It was over. I walked over to the table and looked at him. His eyes were closed and I waited. I could tell that Alice and Jasper came up behind me.

The man opened his eyes and looked at me. "Is this heaven? Am I dead?" Alice, Jasper and I laughed.

"No," I said. "You're not dead, and this is definitely not heaven or hell for that matter."

"I should be dead," he said.

"For all intents and purposes, you are dead," said Jasper.

"Whatever do you mean?"

"I saved your life," I said.

"What do you remember?"

"I remember walking home and being jumped by thugs and then pain and then seeing you. What did you do to me?"

"I changed you into a vampire," I said.

"You're joking?"

"No," I replied.

"So, no more going out in the light, sleeping in coffins, drinking human blood."

"Apparently, you've watched too many vampire movies," I said. "We do not sleep in coffins, and we don't go out in the light, but not for the reason that you think. As for drinking human blood, we don't. Some of our kind do, but we drink the blood of animals."

"Weird," he said.

"So do you have a name?"

"Nick."

"I'm Chloe and this is Alice and Jasper."

A/N. Please R&R. Hope you are enjoying. This is a lot for a chapter, but I wanted to get going with more of the story. So Chloe has left Denali and now has created another vampire.

Preview: For only the second time in this story, the next chapter is a continuation of this one.