Chapter 1: The Stranger

Author's Notes: Something I forgot to mention… This story will be told by my own made up character's point of view, hope that isn't a problem. :3

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Keep going! You can do it, the voice urged. He has been telling me that for the past six hours… It's only been an hour… "Whatever," I reply audibly, or at least try to. My voice left me three hours ago when my throat dried up due to the incredible amounts of gasping. Damn broken nose, I think to myself.

My frustration, irritation, and voice in my head were the only things keeping me going. Not much farther now, he tells me. My whole body has gone numb from pain. My arms have dried blood on them, shirt ripped to pieces, along with the rest of my clothes. I must look horrible… Despite my current state of mind and body I find myself smiling. I've gone through hell, and yet I still worry about my appearance… Humans are truly remarkable…

I go for another five minutes before collapsing onto the ground, beyond exhausted. I'm sorry, I think sadly. I can't keep going…

It's alright, he replies. They're on their way to you… Good job, kiddo.

My head slowly falls to the soft earth beneath me as the edges of my vision turn black. Before my vision completely goes, I catch the glimpse of what seems to be a white heel, and then my body shuts down.

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The sound of very soft whispering wakes me, but my eyes refuse to open. Try as I might I can barely even twitch. I'm healing you, don't worry. You just won't be able to move for awhile. I try to nod, but then remember I can't. The whispering continued, they seem to grow louder, more rushed. You want to listen in? He asks me. I don't even have to answer. He knows me too well.

"I don't really seem to understand it either," speaks a deep, masculine voice.

"So you really can't smell him?" another voice asks, this one very feminine and soothing in nature.

I hear the ruffle of clothes. From what I guessed he must be shaking his head. "No one can."

"Do you suppose he's one of us?"

"I highly doubt it. He has no bags under his eyes, his skin isn't pale, nor hard…"

I feel a slight pinch at my arm.

"What more, he has blood," the masculine voice continued.

"I know, but… We can't smell him, Carlisle." Carlisle, I think. What an amazing name… "Plus, he seems to heal himself a lot faster than average… I could've sworn those wounds were still open when I found him…"

I heard someone sigh. "I suppose there's nothing we can do until he wakes up. You go on down stairs, Alice. Try to calm everyone down and inform them on what's going on.. I'll stay up here and keep watch of him."

There was the briefest sound of clothes ruffling against the wind, but it disappeared as fast as it came. Wake up time, the voice tells me as I feel my body tingle slightly. I twitch my fingers, taking in a deep breath of air before blinking open my eyes. I feel as though I've only woken up from a nap, that it was all just a bad dream, but as my eyes come into focus, I see the most beautiful stranger look down upon me, a smile on his face, and I realize that I'm not dreaming.

"Good evening," he tells me. I can't help but smile slightly. I try to say something, anything, but my voice catches in my throat. I can't stop marveling at his amazingly handsome features, his golden eyes seeming to pierce right through me.

"Are…you alright?" he asks me, slight concern evident on his face. Careful, the voice tells me. Remember all I told you about vampires and what to expect.

I know, but I can't help myself…a little assistance?

I hear the voice sigh, but the sudden tingle in my eyes tells me he's fulfilled my request. I blink my eyes and the next time I open them I see Carlisle's face again, slightly astonished. This time, although he is still beautiful, it isn't as bad. As before.

"My apologies," I tell him, smiling slightly. "Yes, I'm doing good, thank you for asking."

"No problem," he replies, blinking slightly more than he should need to.

I sit up on the bed, but the sharp pain that strikes me on my back tells me that I shouldn't move so fast. I may have healed you, but I can't take away pain, sorry… I hiss audibly causing Carlisle to hold me steady until he thinks I'm alright. It was for the briefest of moments, but I catch his eyes as they flicker from me to the doorway. I smile softly.

"It's okay, you can go to them if you must. I'm not going anywhere."

Carlisle's taken aback once again. "How…?" He shakes his head. "It doesn't matter," he mutters. He looks me directly in the eyes and smiles once again. "You stay here for a while, you need some rest. I'll have Alice bring you up some food." He slowly got up from the chair and as he was walking towards the door I stopped him.

"Umm…you can move at normal speed if you want to…" I told him. Another shock, this time it was more evident in his face, but he did as I said, and was gone from the room before I finished blinking.

You're right, they are fast.

Before I knew it, a beautiful lady entered my room. Her appearances seemed to mimic that of a pixie. She was very petit in size and her hair was short and spiked. She was wearing white high heals, a short, blue skirt, and a white buttoned down shirt. Her clothes mimicked that of a student uniform. In her hands was a tray with a bowl of soup and toasted bread. She handed it to me, a bright smile gracing her lips.

"Thank you, Alice," I tell her calmly. She nods her head before disappearing. I sigh openly, sure that no one was going to bother me as I ate. This is going to be difficult, I can tell...

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I walk down the hallway towards the stairs, now finished with my meal and in much less pain than before. I figured I should at least do something nice for them, at least bring the tray down to the kitchen. After all they did save my life.

With my help, of course! The voice in my head exclaimed. I chuckled. "Yeah, you chipped in too," I muttered.

I reached the stairs and stopped. My ears caught the sound of people talking. I focused my hearing to hear them clearly.

"So you think he knows about us?" asks a male voice. This one sounds younger than Carlisle, but still holds the same, powerful resonance to it.

"He must, how else would he know about our normal speed?" That was Carlisle talking.

"Although, just to make sure… Bella?"

"Yes, Carlisle?" a female voice replies. Her voice seems so frail…it holds none of the beauty, nor the power that the others have.

"Would you do me a favor and see to him, please? He's been alone for awhile, and I think seeing a fellow human would help him."

"Well…for what you told us, he doesn't seem very human, but alright," she replied. I hear her footsteps as she goes up the stairs. I make the mistake of making myself known to her, stepping away from the cover of the wall. She crashes into me, falling down, shock clear on her face. The world seems to slow down. Holding the tray with one hand, I race down behind Bella and wrap my other arm around her waist, holding her steady at the base of the stairs, one of the vampires only centimeters away from the two of us.

There was a long silence as everyone tried to make sense of what had just happened. Deciding to humor them, I hold the tray up and smile brightly. "I was only bringing my tray down. I've read it's rude not to."

Despite the fact that I made an attempt at humor, I thought none of them would laugh, so imagine my surprise when the tallest and most built chuckles. It widens my grin, but the vampire closest to me glares harshly, Bella slowly backing away from me and into his embrace.

"I think you better start explaining," he tells me.

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Sorry if there are any typos or mistakes, but I'm kinda wiped out, heh. Only wanted to get this chapter up to keep you guys satisfied and waiting for the next. I usually don't write short chapters like these, but for this story I think I'll make an exception…