After who knows how many days, I awake in a room I was unfamilar with... where an earth was I? Was this supposed to be heaven. I looked around - it seemed like a normal bedroom. The walls were a light blue colour, with picture frames of old art that looked centuries old. The floor was hardwood that didn't feel cold or hot on my feet... huh. That's weird. Normally hardwood froze my feet off. I tilted my head and examined my feet...At first I noticed that everything seemed enhanced - the colours were more vibrant, and I could literally see the particles flying around in the air that seemed to spiral around my toes. Whoever kidnapped me and brought me here must have slipped me some weird drug, unless my poor vision suddenly fixed itself. I sat up in my bed, and then minutes after staring around the room, I then noticed that not only could I see everything, but I could also smell and hear everything around me... I just did not understand what was going on.
"Hello?" I asked, feeling slightly stupid, talking to no one but myself. I stood up and felt the texture of the floor on my feet - I never would have noticed things like this before, and never would have this obsessed with the tempterature and texture of a normal floor. This must be heaven, because I never felt like this when I was normal - unless I had been heavily drugged or something. I looked and and noticed a mirror that was hanging up on the farthest wall from where I was standing, so I quickly and quietly walked over... but immediatly regretted it. I did not look like myself at all. My skin was ten times paler than what I normally was - it was now more of a porecelin doll like, almsot fragile looking skin. The scars and marks on my face were now gone, my skin actually looked perfect. My hair was a lot silkier looking, and I just generally looked... well beautiful. Except my eyes.
"Oh my god..." I whispered in fear. My eyes... they were a bright blood red colour. "What..." I didn't understand it. Eyes just don't randomly change colour... and my eyes are blue! Or at least they used to be. Who would do this? Kidnap someone, change their appearence and dope them up on drugs - none of this was making any sense. I couldn't stop staring at my reflection - well, I almost didn't believe it was me. I mean I was never 'ugly', but I swear all my features were enhanced. I trailed my fingertips along my face, and couldn't help but smile... and all I could see was two white fangs where my two canine teeth used to be. I raised my hand and touched the tip of the fang, and they were sharp. What is going on? This was getting weirder by the minute! This just wasn't real, I had to be dreaming, or there must be some kind of reason why I no longer looked like my old self... The sound of a doorknob turning and the door opening snapped me out at my staring contest with myself in the mirror.
A man appeared from the doorway, and held his hands up as to show he had no weapons or no intention to harm me. "It's ok" he simply said, and took a few steps into the room. "Hello, Anastasia. I know you must be extremely confused and wondering where you are. I can explain everything to you if you give me the chance". He had stopped in the middle of the room, with his hands still raised. He didn't look dangerous at all... more like complete opposite. He was a good build, about 6"3', skinny, and appeared to be slightly muscular. His hair was blonde and slicked back, and I could see the light reflecting off each strand, and then I noticed that his skin was exactly like mine, very pale and porcelin like. And the last thing I noticed was his eyes - they weren't a vicious looking red like mine, but more of a calm looking golden colour.
"Who are you, and why are you keeping me in this room?" I demanded, I was taken back by how menancing I sounded. My emotions felt like a giant ball, and each strand of emotion was heightened - and right now I felt mostly angry.
The strange man finally lowered his hands, and smiled at me. "My name is Carlisle, I'm the one who saved your life"