I'm on a roll!

…Not.

I got one vote of (B) but then I remembered that we hadn't gotten any Alice yet, so…we're going with (C).

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN TWILIGHT.

Chapter Four – Forks

Alice, 2005, Forks

Forty years ago (approximately), I met Jasper Whitlock. Just a small time after that, I had convinced him to come with me to meet the Cullens—Carlisle and Esme Cullen. He hadn't believed me when I told him that I had a vision of us falling in love, meeting Carlisle and Esme, and then getting married. I told him that that was just because he was a pessimistic sort of guy. Eventually, though, he agreed—partly because he didn't have to listen to Maria any more, and partly because he admitted to wanting to be with me.

So, now here we are, living with Carlisle and Esme in Forks, Washington: the rainiest place in the Continental US. When I was still human, I had loved the sun…how it warmed my dark hair, how it made the world around me brighten considerably. But when my parents had sent me to an asylum for my visions (as you can tell, my parents were just amazing at Good Parenting. Note the sarcasm), all of that had been taken away. I was shoved into a dark room with no windows or any source of light. You can just imagine how torturous that had been.

But, somehow, someone had busted me out and bitten me. I had gone so crazy at that point that I hadn't even noticed the burning pain; the pain of changing species.

Jasper had leveled my sanity, and so had Esme and Carlisle, both of whom welcomed us with open arms even though I already knew everything about them, which was something that sort of turned off several people.

"Alice?" Jaspers melodic voice quickly snapped me out of my reverie. "You said you wanted to go hunting…?" His voice rose in question.

"Oh, right." If I were human, I would have blushed. "Sorry, got lost in thought there."

He smiled and took my hand. "C'mon, Carlisle and Esme went hunting a couple days ago and they said that—"

My eyes went wide, causing him to stop and look at me worriedly. The only way I could look like this was if I had seen the best pair of Jimmy Choo's ever, or I was having a vision. Obviously, it was the latter, seeing as how we were half-way out the back door.

A girl, brunette hair and chocolate eyes, is staring out the window of a car. The said car flashes past a sign that reads, in bold letters, WELCOME TO DENALI, ALASKA.

The scene changes and the girl is now stumbling up a well-worn path. Around her, trees are swaying and resisting the strong wind. Leaves swirl and rain comes down in thick sheets, trying to cover her.

She reaches a door and desperately pounds against it, calling out for help. "Please!" It's evident that she's lost. "Please, someone, help me!"

Just seconds later, the door opens to reveal a bronze haired, gold eyed vampire. Slowly, his eyes turn black and he seems ready to attack.

"I know that I'm-I'm just a stranger and all that…but-but could I come in, please? It's just that—" The girl is cut off with a feral growl coming from the boy as he lunges for her, ready to kill.

As soon as I snapped out of my vision, I ran to Carlisle's office at top speed. Jasper followed me closely whilst asking what I had seen.

"Carlisle," I said, jiggling the door knob. In a bout of frustration, I completely pulled it off the door. Now, without anything to block me, I burst into Carlisle's office.

Carlisle himself sat in the middle of the room, behind his large, mahogany desk, with a surprised look on his face. "Alice? What's wrong?"

"We have to go to Denali, Alaska—now."

"Alice, what did you see? Is everything alright?" Jasper laid his hand gently on my arm. I felt a wave of calm swallow me whole…but, even this isn't enough to completely douse my fear and worry.

"Hey, is everything alright up here?" Esme was suddenly in front of me, her eyebrows creased in worry.

Feeling only slightly better, I blurted out, "I think your compassion has finally rubbed off on me, Esme. I saw-I saw this girl…she got attacked—I don't even know who she is!"

"Where was this?" Esme's hand is on my arm now, so I have Jasper's hand on one arm and Esme's on the other. Oh, yeah, why don't you just join the party, too, Carlisle?

"Denali, Alaska," I said, sighing exasperatedly. Hadn't I just said that?

"Well, then let's go!" Esme was already leaving to pack her things.

"Wait—do you even know this girl?" Carlisle asked.

I shook my head.

"Then why are you caring so much?" Jasper lifted his hand off of my arm and scrunched his eyebrows in confusion.

"Because," I heave another sigh, "I just—this girl is in danger. I saw what will happen to her, and I'm going to feel guilty if she gets killed because I would have known before hand."

"Come on." Esme's voice floated up the vast staircase. "We could already be too late, Carlisle! Oh, my…"

I gave Carlisle a pointed look and he sighed. "If we must…"

"Alice, why do you—" Jasper shut up after I glare at him. I'm the only person alive (er, existing) that can shut him up with a single look. "I'll get our stuff."

Within forty-nine seconds we all get ourselves packed into Carlisle's Mercedes. Smoothly, Carlisle pulled out of the overly-large garage and begins to speed down our driveway, spewing gravel left and right. "Denali, Alaska, right?"

"Yes, I already said that twice."

"Oh, my…" Esme said again. "What if we're too late? What if this girl is already dead?"

Jasper and I flinched simultaneously, although, not for the same reasons. I said, "Then…then we're just too late. Then that's another life lost because of one of our kind."

(A) Bella

(B) Edward

(C) Alice

I realize that my tenses are a bit…off…but that's 'cause the vision threw me off a bit. :P Very, very sorry. I'm very, very sorry for two things actually:

-My tenses

-My lateness in updating

Check out my revised version of Our Vampire Son! It sucked before and now it sucks less!

And, yes, I do realize how un-epic that chapter was. Fail?

Faceless.
Seth.
Lisa.

ALL: Bleh.