I'm genuinely trying to write chapters. I will defeat writer's block. Too bad it's 1 o' clock in the morning.

Brains

BPOV

On Wednesday, I ran into what seemed to be a cult. Their leader, James Robinson, had taken the vampire apocalypse as an excuse to grant himself power. He promised his followers redemption from God, and led them through the "dark times caused by the sins of others." He and his group were among the first to realize that garlic and wooden stakes don't kill vampires, and they managed to figure out the method of burning pieces of a vampire.

I stumbled upon this group by accident, and they grabbed me at the first opportunity, dragging me into their camp. I assume that I would have been killed immediately, had my eyes not been a dark golden color.

The stage is mine, I thought. It's time to put those acting skills to good use.

Father James asked me, "What's your name, girl? Why are you traveling alone in such dangerous times?"

I replied, "I-I'm Isabella Swan. My-I was out looking for my father and my brothers. We promised to meet at the Tieton Dam, but I waited for three days, and they didn't show up. I just hope that-I hope they aren't-"

"That's enough, child. Clearly you are not one of the dark beings," the Father said.

He's obviously heard more than a few of these stories, I thought, glad that he was annoyed.

The cult allowed me in and gave me a place to sleep, but I slipped out when night fell. I might have passed the first test, but they would certainly set more trials to test my humanity.

I moved on and arrived in Tacoma. It seemed to be relatively unaffected by the news of undead vampires.

I was walking down the street, looking for anything, or anybody, I thought, that I recognized.

I stopped. Edward's scent was present. It was faded, maybe three days old, but it was unmistakable. I followed the trail until I came to an orphanage, where an old woman, nervous of my otherworldliness, told me she had recently taken on seven new children, all looking half-starved, until four of them ran away.

I briefly met up with Tommy and Anna (Erica had already been adopted). They were enjoying a more normal life, and were thrilled to sort of have a home.

I left, headed for Forks.

I doubt that James, Victoria, or Laurent will be there. They'll be out looking for me, and they think I have no reason for returning to Forks. Also, that's probably where Elsie is leading the other kids. Edward might be looking in that area as well.

I left Tacoma, thinking that being reunited with everyone would be a relief, but it sounds too good to be true.

James' point of view

After Bella escaped, we went off to search. It was difficult convincing Victoria that we need her because she knows about the drug, and not because I like like her, as Victoria puts it.

I went to search in the West, Victoria in the East, leaving Laurent behind to guard the house.

Having a permanent residence isn't as hard as I thought it would be.

Victoria's point of view

While I was looking for that Cullen bitch, I ran into a small religious group. They saw me approaching the camp, and the humans went into a panic.

They tried throwing fire at me over a barbed wire fence, but they missed.

I waited for them to settle down and tore down the fence.

I only managed to drink a few, but no one was left alive. After I was done eating, I picked up the smell of my prey. She had been by this area. I followed the scent, tracking her.