Hanna stayed frozen in her spot for several hours, the wind easing to a soft breeze brushing against her legs.
"Should you be out alone, little girl?" A man's voice asked from somewhere behind Hanna. She got to her feet and looked for the source, trying to keep her movements smooth and calm, even though her heart was hammering away in her chest.
"I probably shouldn't be. Who are you to say whether or not I should be out alone?" She snapped. The man chuckled. He stepped out of the barrier of trees to Hanna's left. He was absolutely stunning. His dark hair reached his jawline, framing his face, and his eyes were a dark color, black maybe. His skin was tanned, like he spent hours on end in the sun, and his figure was well developed.
"Well, considering that you may be in grave danger, you should leave." He smirked dangerously, drawing Hanna in even more.
"You really aren't one to talk, mystery man. I'm in about as much danger as you, next to this cliff. If we fell, we'd both die." Hanna took a step back from the man, toward the cliff's edge.
"Then maybe I wouldn't mind so much in killing you, knowing that I too would die," the man launched himself at Hanna. Hanna didn't even have the time to move out of the way before the rock hard torso of the man knocked into her own. His hands roughly gripped to Hanna as they soared through the air.
Before they hit the spitting water, Hanna closed her eyes, trying to think of somewhere to go. But she couldn't think from the raging pain in her throat and the crash of the waves. It was now that she noticed the man had pulled them to the side of the cliff and was holding them both against the rough surface. Hanna tried to push the man away, her hands and arms clumsy and heavy.
"What are you doing?" She gasped, the pain in her back, wrists and neck intensifying.
"Why, I'm doing what I said I was going to do: I'm killing you," he responded calmly. Hanna only now realized he had bitten into her throat and was slowly draining her of blood.
"Y-you're a v-vampire," Hanna stuttered, pushing against him again. She felt him smirk against her throat.
"I should leave you and let you transform into one of us, you're so delectable," he ran his tongue across the wound in Hanna's neck, but didn't bite down again.
"Let. Go. Of me!" Hanna yelled, imagining running through a field. Hanna closed her eyes.
Soft grass touched Hanna's feet as she took off. The vampire sat, dazed, behind her.
Then he was in front of her again.
"What a delightful little gift you have," he snatched Hanna's arm and pulled her to him. This time Hanna was able to get away from him long enough to escape, closing her eyes and moving back to her house, her legs giving out beneath her.
All Hanna could ask herself was, why didn't she switch bodies with the vampire, like she had with Edward? Was it because she was so terrified of the vampire, that all she could concentrate on was getting away? Who was Edward Cullen?
"Hanna? What are you doing here, and-" Alice crouched beside Hanna, her eyes wide and staring at her neck. Hanna crawled backwards, shying from Alice's voice. She had heard the same tone from the vampire.
"D-don't t-t-touch me," Hanna hissed, getting to her feet unsteadily. Alice backed away slightly from Hanna. Now she could see it. She could see all the signs. The way Alice moved. Even the way she smelled.
"Hanna, are you okay?" Alice asked. Even her voice.
"Stay away from me," Hanna growled, falling backwards into someone's arms. In a whoosh of air, she was staring back at Alice, her body in the arms of whomever had touched her. She knew who this was, who she had taken over. Hanna returned to her body and backed away from both of the Cullens.
"Hanna?" Edward's voice cooed, his face masked in confusion. He knew that she took over his body. He knew that she could teleport, go where ever she wanted in a second.
"Stay away from me," Hanna pointed to Edward, "Tell me what's in my medicine." Hanna began shaking uncontrollably.
"Calm down, Hanna," Edward cooed, putting his hands up in surrender.
"Don't tell me to calm down!" Hanna screamed, narrowing her eyes.
"What happened Hanna?" Alice asked.
"One of your friends attacked me!" Hanna screamed, close to hysterics. Heat rushed through her body when they took in all the blood. Both of the Cullen's eyes widened.
"What are you talking about, Hanna," Edward asked. His tone made her think he doubted her sanity.
"You know what I'm talking about, Edward," Hanna hissed.
"A vampire attacked you? How did you get away?" Alice asked, her face expressionless.
"I think you know how, Alice. I think you both know. I-"
Whatever Hanna was going to say was cut off by her passing out. Edward caught Hanna in his arms and Alice ran beside him back to their place. Carlisle met them at the door.
"She needs our venom." Carlisle looked at Edward.
"You mean our venom helps her? How doesn't she change into one of us?" Edward asked, startled.
"She's somehow immune to our venom. Edward, you need to be the one to do it."
"Why me?" Edward demanded.
"Jeez, I'll do it," Alice snapped. She ran off and was back in a few seconds, a glass bottle in hand, the same that Hanna had during lunch. She coaxed the liquid down Hanna's throat and Carlisle picked Hanna back up and put her in a spare bedroom.
"I'll make sure that nothing happens to her," Edward said, leaning against the wall next to the door to keep watch.