Summary
Aro kidnapped Bella, making her believe that she killed Edward and his Family. Victoria escaped and is still at large, creating havoc wherever she goes, and something or someone is lurking in the shadows, planning their revenge against the Volturi right this second, it has waited far too long for its revenge, and it might just get it. Friendships are destroyed and enemies are created for Bella. Will she finally believe Aro's lies and accept her destiny with the Volturi? Or will something convince her otherwise? Will Edward search for Bella, or will he reluctantly accept the truth that Bella is "dead" and move on with his life? Read & review to find out!
Evanescence
"Taking Over Me"
You don't remember me but I remember you
I lie awake and try so hard not to think of you
but who can decide what they dream?
And dream I do...
I believe in you
I'll give up everything just to find you
I have to be with you to live to breathe
you're taking over me
Ch.1 living without you
BPOV
4 Months later
The first light of dawn was streaking the night sky with pink and palest green. I raised my hand and touched my reflection against the window. I closed my eyes so I wouldn't have to see the glistening crimson staring back at me.
I was miserable.
I hardly ever came out of my chamber. It is the only room in this prison where I can find peace.
Aro never leaves me alone; Jane, Alec, and Felix are always giving me dirty looks, and Marcus and Caius just act oblivious to my presence. The only people in this hell that I communicate with are Heidi and Demetri.
I heard distant screaming from the floor above me. I squirmed uneasily and walked away from the window, only to sit against the red sofa and pull my knees up, slowly wrapping my arms around my legs.
Another agonized scream echoed off the walls. I squeezed my legs tighter. Grief surged through me for these people. There were probably mothers, fathers, and even children in that feeding room.
It made me sick- nauseated to my core at them. How could they just feed on innocent lives like that? They just lead them into the gigantic room, telling them that this is apart of the tour for Italy, and then they attack. It was down right disgusting.
A piercing scream bounced off my walls, causing me to put my hands over my ears to see if I could block out their pleas. The scream was abruptly silenced.
That was the worst part, the silence that followed afterwords- knowing that hundreds of people just lost their lives in a matter of minutes, maybe even seconds, while I just sat here and listened.
How can they do this to all of those people? I slowly dropped my hands, and laughed at that question without humor.
"Because they- we are monsters." I whispered to myself. I could hear Jane's high pitched laughter, and then Felix's deep rumble joined in with Jane's.
I remember when Aro wanted me to feed on humans with them.
Flashback
"Isabella, I am sure this will make you feel better." Aro said, grabbing my hand and practically dragging me along.
"I doubt it." The only thing that could make me happy is Edward's loving face smiling down on me. Another sharp pain stabbed at my heart at the thought of his name.
"Nonsense; No vampire can resist what I am about to show you." He said, stopping at a golden door with an amber wooden frame boarder. I looked at him curiously, but his attention was only for the door.
Something was wrong, my instincts were telling me to go back, run away. But I was utterly interested.
He flung open the door and I literally lost control right there. Hundreds- no thousands of people with cameras were all standing and looking at the room in complete shock.
Their scents filled my nose, making me dizzy with blood-lust. I needed them. I wanted all of their blood, right now.
Aro put a hand on my shoulder, restraining me.
"I want to leave, now!" I spoke fast, my eyes still on this one man whose scent stood out. He looked about in his mid twenties, amber hair, and freckles covering his cheeks. His face had a cryptic look, his features more sharp while his eyes were a deep blue.
Aro chuckled lightly. "I can see it in your eyes that you don't."
"Obviously you are blind!" I hissed, forcefully shoving off his hand and turning around.
"Come with me and join the others." His tone was telling me that he was demanding me to, not asking. Reluctantly I turned around while Aro shut the door. I held my breath as we made our way over to the circular table were the others sat.
"Are we cheating on our diet, Isabella?" Jane snickered, smiling at me angelic.
"How many times are you going to realize that your power has no effect on me?" I snapped back, sending her a glare.
"Have faith, I am sure one day I will get past your little wall." She replied sweetly, her black hair cascading down her shoulders. I ignored her and concentrated on not breathing in everyone's delicious scent while I sat down by Demetri and Heidi.
"Welcome guests." Aro sang to everyone, "I am positive that you are all enjoying the delightful tour?" there was a couple of mumbled answers and Aro beamed. "We have saved a very special event for last. Sadly this is the end of the tour, so we felt that we might…put on a show for you."
Felix snickered. I looked at him curiously and then turned towards Demetri and asked, "What is going on?"
He looked quit speechless. "You mean you don't know?" I shook my head, waiting for him to elaborate.
"I am surprised Aro just sprung this upon you. This is the feeding room; this is where we satisfy our appetites." Heidi whispered low into my ear, cutting off whatever Demetri was about to tell me.
I looked at her in horror, but she just focused her attention back to the people that were standing before us.
"What is wrong?" Demetri brushed his finger against my arm, but I was still frozen into place. Aro wanted me…to feed on these people.
I stood up, and I felt all the innocent victims' eyes on me as I started to maneuver my way around Demetri and Heidi. But Aro misinterpreted my actions; he too rose, along with everyone else. The all smiled at the helpless civilians, slowly with exaggerated slowness towards them.
I stood frozen in place, horrified with what they were doing. Demetri sent me a side ways glance, compassion written on his face.
I locked eyes with the browned haired man. I could tell by the look on my face that I was giving him; he too started to back up slowly at the approaching vampires. I was urging him with my eyes to run- flea before they get you. He started to back up faster, looking at me the whole time.
But I didn't stay around to find out what Aro had in mind, instead I bolted straight for the door, not glancing back at any of them. I was out of there in less then a millisecond, panting for air.
Then the screaming started. I didn't know such pain could come out of a person's mouth, such agony, betrayal- all forming into that one last cry for help. I looked at the door, glad that I couldn't smell anything.
I heard a deep rumble, sounding more of a throaty growl. Then the screams intensified. I was about to leave, but the door was pushed open.
Out came the man, his eyes wild with fear as he shut the door with as much force as possible. But I wasn't looking at him; my eyes were focused on the long bleeding scratch down his chest.
I could hear his heart beating faster and faster at every breath. It was pounding in my head, almost giving me a headache. Then his fragrance hit me like a brick wall, making me weak in the knees at his scent.
His intoxicating bouquet that was radiating off of his skin had me taking a couple of steps towards him.
It should be easy, I thought to myself, but the man turned around, with a look of despair written on his face. I realized that he wanted me to help him, but how? I didn't know what to do.
I reached out to grab his arm, still not breathing, but the doors were thrust open and out came Caius, a little blood trickling down his mouth. He smiled at me and grabbed the man from my grasp, only to look back at me.
"I can tell you are hungry. Don't deny you're true nature, this is what you are, and this is what you do." He pushed the man towards me, making him stagger.
Weak, easily to take down, not even a struggle necessary with him.
No! It is not the right thing to do. I can't take this man's life away; he has a family waiting for him. I refuse to be the one to kill him. I set my jaw in a hard line and narrowed my eyes at Caius.
"This is not who I am, I will never be like any of you!" I snarled.
"Whether you like it or not, you are one of us. And this is who you are, if you won't take this things life, then I will. After all, I am still quit parched." He smiled and before I could react, before I could attack, scream, beg him not to, he already sunk his teeth into the base of the mans throat.
I watched in horror as he thrashed underneath of Caius, but then slowly he stopped moving, his eyes glazing over, landing on me. I could not believe what just happened, right in front of my eyes, and I didn't do anything about it.
Caius tossed his body to the floor, wiping his mouth.
"You're a horrible old man and I hope you burn in the fiery depths of hell were you belong!" I screamed at him, my body tensing up as he looked at me and laughed.
"I already have been there, should I save you a reservation?"
Suddenly, a familiar yet strange hand gripped my shoulder, preventing me from doing something I might regret. Demetri.
I looked and saw him too, had blood on his mouth. I backed away from him, away from all of them as the awful truth started to dawn on me, no matter how much I wished it wouldn't.
This was my future, to turn into an emotionless killing machine. They are my future, even though I wished they weren't. Demetri looked at me sadly, but didn't come closer to me.
End of Flashback
I wonder what Edward would think of me now? Agony ripped through me at the memory of his face. I should not have thought his name, but I couldn't resist, I needed my mind to remember him, and this was the only way.
I closed my eyes and drew up a picture of his face, his perfect marble like features glistening, his warm topaz eyes melting into me, his muscular sculpted body flexing slightly as he looked down at me.
I felt the suffocating pain I always feel whenever I let my hallucinations get this far. But for right now, I was willing to let the misery have me if I could just have him stay here a little longer.
I took a deep breath, remembering the way his fragrance sent shivers down my bones, making me want more and more of him.
I felt my insides being torn up at every thought, my heart being beaten around like an old rag doll. It started to squeeze the life out of me, making me suck in a shaky breath.
"Bella, will you marry me?" I felt moisture sting my eyes at his smooth voice, his enthusiastic smile playing across his lips. I automatically touched the spot where the wedding ring he gave me used to sit against my finger, but I had lost it, just like I had lost him.
His voice was an awakening of a new kind of agony. Normally I wouldn't take my hallucinations so far to the point they start to speak to me, but it felt so good to hear his voice again, I couldn't stop myself.
"You are my life now, Bella." He sang to me, his eyes melting. Pain surged through my core, ripping away everything that I hung on to. It was like a plague inside me, gradually sweeping across until it made sure I would never be able to heal.
I could hear myself start to hyperventilate as I clung onto my knees even tighter, the pain running through my veins like acid.
"I love you Bella, I will always love you." My hallucination whispered to me passionately.
I gasped as agony spread through me, leaving behind nothing. I was breaking, I knew I was. There was no Jacob this time to heal me; no one could take away these new wounds that were creating.
I needed him so much, he was my life support. But someone cut the cord and now I have nothing to hang on to. I am falling into a black abyss that I can not escape, even if I wanted to.
Pain washed through my again as I looked at Edward's angelic face. I crumbled against the floor, not even realizing I was falling until there was a loud crack as my body made contact with the cold ground.
Edward started to fade away, just like every time, and every time, my body and heart ached to go with him.
"Don't leave…me…here….please." I chocked out to him, but he was already gone, back to heaven with the other angels. I let out a shaky sob, which rocked my body fiercely. Oh how I longed for the deep sweet dreaming, to be with him and his family…
"Isabella!" Demetri gasped out. Since when did he get here? Was he watching this whole time? Another wave of pain went soaring up into my chest, stabbing at the remains.
I felt his strong arms pick me up off the floor-my sanctuary, and immediately his arms wrapped around my body, securing me. I clutched onto him as well, hoping the agony would leave me.
After a few moments, the pain died down into numbness, waiting for its next opportune time to strike when I least expect it. I sighed.
He released his tight hold on me, only to put his hand on my shoulder, comforting. He waited with agonized eyes, probably expecting another out burst to come flying out of me with a vengeance.
This has always happened to me. Even if it has been over more then a month, the pain will only intensify. The first week here was bad, very bad. I remember Aro standing above me, completely shocked at my state.
I shuddered at that thought. Demetri misunderstood my actions and put his hand under my chin, making me look at him.
"I wish I could wipe off all that pain on your face, you should not feel like this, I want you to be happy." His voice just a whisper.
I wish I could get rid of it too. I smiled weakly at him and gently removed my face from his hands, only to wrap my hands around my chest, afraid I might fall apart at any second.
"It's not that easy." I admitted.
"I know, it's just, Isabella, I don't like seeing you in this miserable state. You're eyes are…empty."
"What do you think I would be doing? Skipping around and singing show tunes?" I shook my head, "If you haven't noticed, it is hard to find happiness in this place."
He laughed. It was silent afterwards, peaceful, calming silence. After a few moments, a question started to form into my head, making me bit my lip. Demetri saw this action and inclined his head.
"What is it that is bothering you?" He asked his eyes anxious.
"Well, I am not trying to pry or anything, and please I don't mean to sound rude, but how did you come across Aro? Why did he change you?" I asked, studying his face.
He froze into place, quickly looking away from me.
"You don't have to answer it if you don't want to, I was just curious." I said, dropping the subject. But he shook his head, still frozen in place.
"No," he hesitated a bit, "You have every right to ask me about my past. But instead of telling you, I think I should show you."
I looked at him like he was mental. He laughed at my expression and motioned for me to follow him towards the door. I didn't want to hurt his feelings by declining, so I reluctantly followed him out.
We stood side by side, gliding down the hallway, ignoring the stares of others as we passed by. The only one I caught was Felix's, and he smiled at me. I turned my head around sharply, focusing my attention straight ahead.
"Pay no attention to him." Demetri whispered. Even for a vampire I noticed that his posture never slacked; he was always a little more graceful then others around here.
"Already one step ahead of you." I replied, stopping in front of an old fashioned wooded door. As I examined it closer, I realized that I have never seen this door before. In fact, I don't even remember Aro mentioning this.
Demetri pushed open the doors effortlessly, and as I entered, I noted that this room looked like an office. There was hundreds of pictures hanging against the right wall, and centered in the middle, was a huge amber desk, books and files spread across the top. To my left stood a gigantic book case, probably filled with every type of book known.
"I did not know about this room." I murmured, sliding my fingers against the frame of the desk.
"That is because it is supposed to be a secret." Demetri said. I turned around and saw him analyzing my every move. I gave him an annoyed look and he merely chuckled.
"Why?" I couldn't help ask, lifting one of the framed pictures of the desk. It was Annabel and Jane, both looking angelic and deadly at the same time. I couldn't suppress the shiver that came off my body as I slowly set the picture down, afraid Annabel might jump out and attack me.
He shrugged. "I am not positively sure. This is Aro's office; this is where he goes when he needs peace. He only allows Marcus and me to enter, but I think he can make an exception with you."
I tried to smile but it didn't reach my eyes. He motioned me with his index finger to join him by the pictures that were hanging up against the wall. As I got closer, I could tell that all the pictures on here were vampires.
"Aro keeps pictures of every coven in the world," Demetri explained my unspoken question, "I think he likes knowing who is out there."
I just nodded my head, scanning them.
"There is so many, how can he keep track of them all?" I asked, looking at a male and a female, their skin like paper.
"That is a question you will probably have to ask him." Demetri told me. I just nodded my head, my eyes still focused on everyone. They looked beautiful, everyone one of these creatures, but there was a mask of ancient sadness that was in their eyes.
"Would you like to hear what happened to me?" Demetri asked suddenly, and I turned around and put my full attention on him.
He sighed and began. "My story is entirely different then others. Some might say it is terrible, some might say I was lucky, but I think luck had nothing to do with it. It all started around 1816, I was 21 years old. I didn't have any family members; they all died of the flu. It was one night in particular I decided to go out and get some fresh air."
"It was twilight, misty, muggy; I almost decided to go home when I heard a soft cry off in the distance. At first, thinking that it was just an animal, I turned around, but the cry turned into a wail, and it was no animal, I realized it was coming from a girl. I raced off towards the sound, my feet pounding against the dirt. The wail came from inside the forest. At first I didn't know if I should enter or not, and the girls answering screams had me running into the trees, forgetting about everything. The only thing that I kept repeating in my mind is I have to find her. "
"At first her screams came all around me; I couldn't find what direction she was screaming from.
"Hello, can you hear me miss?" I called out, pushing past some bushes. And then I stepped in something wet and warm. I looked down and saw a crimson color covering my shoe, and as I looked closer, I realized it was blood."
"But it just wasn't a droplet of blood; it was a pool of blood, spreading all over the ground. I looked up, knowing that this is why this girl was screaming, and saw a figure huddled against a tree. As I approached, I quickly identified it as the girl. She had scratches all over her body, and as I got closer, I saw two deep wounds against her neck. She started to wither in agony again, so I quickly picked her up in my arms and ran back the way again. Occasional she would scream but mostly she squirmed in my arms. She was in obvious pain; I could even see that, which made me run faster."
"I got her inside my house and quickly spread her across my table. She screamed again, and I hurried to get a wash cloth with warm water. I put it against her forehead, but she still screamed out. I stayed up with her all night, and then the next night as well. Finally I fell asleep against the wooden floor by her on the third night. I remember hearing her screams cut short, and I woke up to find her sitting in the corner, watching me."
"It's all right," I soothed her; "I am not going to hurt you. Do you know what happened to you?" She didn't answer me, and as I got closer, I was stunned into silence. She was breath taking. Her red curls cascading down her shoulders, her pale face looking as if she hadn't had any sun her whole life. But I noticed, as I looked closer, that her eyes were red; blood red."
I could feel my breathing going in and out heavily, waiting for Demetri to continue.
"I am hungry." She told me, standing up gracefully. I still couldn't move, too shocked by her beauty. Too quick for my eyes, she was all of a sudden right beside me, brushing her soft fingers against my neck. "You smell so delicious." She purred to me. Before I could comprehend anything, I felt her hands grasp my hair forcefully and then there was this sharp pain that entered my neck. I was too dazed to figure out what exactly was happening, but I could feel the life leaving me. "
"Then the pain was pulled away from me, but another pain entered my veins. I cried out in anguish as I gripped my neck, begging someone to put out the fire that was scorching my blood stream. I heard loud snarling and then there was a blur figure that stood above me, and then as fast as it came, it went, making a loud crack. I cried out again as I couldn't breath. And then the noses stopped, but I still withered in pain against the floor. I felt a cold touch against my sweaty forehead, and someone started whispering to me, but I couldn't hear them because the pain blocked out everything."
"Then, as soon as it started, it was over. I looked around and discovered that I could see more clearly, hear more accurately, and even smell more clearly. But as soon as I took in the first breath of air, my throat started to burn. I clung onto it and looked around, but I couldn't find anything. I staggered getting up, and clutched onto my table for support. There was this man in the corner of the room, watching my every move. "
"I leaped from the ground and stood perfectly still, watching as this strange man slowly stood too. He looked just like the girl, his eyes blazing red, skin pale, and he walked with grace. I put my hands around my throat as this new sensation started to overpower me. It felt like my throat was burning and I instantly ran over to the bucket full of water and started to pour it into my mouth. As I was drinking it, I realized it had no taste, which made my throat burn more."
"You are thirsty, come with me and I can help you." Said the man, his voice deep but smooth all at the same time. I tried to lift the bucket to my throat again, but the man, abruptly, snatched it away and threw it across the room."
"No amount of water will satisfy this kind of thirst." He told me, picking me up off the floor and dragging me out of the door. I was too weak to fight him off so I let him pull me into the dark. I could smell it before we were even into the forest, this overpowering smell that was drawing me in. He held onto me more tightly and told me to be patient, but I wanted whatever I smelled."
"Finally he brought me to the source of it; a young women who was bending over by the river. It looked like she was washing clothes. Who in there right mind would wash clothes at night right?" Demetri asked me suddenly. I was so absorbed by the story it took me a minute to process his words. I didn't say anything, but Demetri had a look of self hatred in his eyes and he turned around sharply.
"I didn't mean to kill her," He spoke fast, urgently. "But I couldn't help it, he let me go and then I just…well, and I don't think I need to go into detail about that…" he trailed off, still not looking at me.
He sighed and continued. "I was disgusted with myself. I didn't know what I was, why I was craving others blood. I was so frightened, but that man stayed with me the whole time, just watching me as I absorbed what I did to the women. I lashed out at him next, this new anger taking over me with all its might."
"You made me into this!" I accused, pointing a shaky finger at him. He only laughed which made me even angrier. These new instincts kicked in, and before I knew what was happening, I sprung into the air, heading straight towards him. He merely put up his hand and caught me by the throat, pushing me against a tree.
"I didn't make you into anything. It was that girl you took in who did this to you. I saved you from her before she could kill you off," He released his grip on my throat only to apply it to my shoulders, "If it wasn't for me, you would be dead."
"I didn't want to believe him, but I had no choice. His words seemed true, that beautiful girl did attack me, but I refused she was trying to kill me."
"Where is she?" I asked. He let go of me and smirked."
"The only way for me to save you was if I killed her. It was easy, she didn't feel any pain at all, I promise." He winked at me and I started to feel anger at him again."
"What am I?" I hissed, and it surprised me the way my voice came out; sleek and deadly. He laughed at me, in a mocking way. It was like he was provoking me- no daring me to make a move."
"You are and forever will be a creature of the night, forced to drink the blood of others to survive. Don't look so appalled, it is not all that bad. Why, the advantages of it are quit useful. You never die, you never sleep, you can run faster then the speed of light itself, and you have all the strength in the world." He said, lifting up a tree and effortlessly, like it weighed nothing, split it in half. I watched, amazed as he started to run away from me, only to end up right in front of me in less then a second."
Demetri stopped talking and motioned me over to be where he was standing, in front of one of the many pictures. When I was beside him, he pointed to the picture that was straight in front of him.
In the picture stood a man about 16 or 17, brown wavy hair resting against his eyebrows. He looked oddly familiar, like I have seen him before but I couldn't place it.
"What happened afterwards?" I asked Demetri, still studying the picture.
Demetri looked taking back for a second, but then composed himself and quickly said, "He asked me what my name was and I told him, at the time, Demetri Slovenia. He smiled, showing razor sharp teeth underneath his lips. He outstretched his hand for me to shake and replied, "Alan Woodlock."
My breath was knocked out of me. Not at the name, but at the picture. I suddenly realized why this man in the picture looked so familiar to me. He was the one in the car who mysteriously disappeared, the one with deep golden eyes.
"What is it? What is the matter? Did I say something?" Demetri asked anxious now at my expression.
I shook my head, trying to gather my thoughts. "No, it wasn't you. That man in the picture, I have seen him before."
He stared at me like I was mental and shook his head. "When have you seen this man?"
"Before the battle with Annabel." I whispered, staring intently at the picture, just to see if I was mistaken. But I wasn't, it looked exactly like the guy in the car.
I looked up and saw Demetri giving me that weird look again.
"What?" I asked, aggravated.
"Isabella," He shook his head again," That is impossible. Are you sure it was this man specifically?"
"I am positive it was him." Demetri gave me another look, and finally I asked, "Why do you keep looking at me like that?"
"Because, Isabella, the man you are referring to is Alan Woodlock, the same man who Annabel fought years ago before you came along, the same man that she killed."
He put a hand on my shoulder while saying, "This man has been dead for over a century now."
Evanescence
Taking Over Me
I look in the mirror and see your face
if I look deep enough
so many things inside that are just like you are taking over
I believe in you
I'll give up everything just to find you
I have to be with you to live to breathe
you're taking over me
I believe in you
I'll give up everything just to find you
I have to be with you to live to breathe
you're taking over me
Taking over me
Your Taking Over Me
Taking over me
Taking over me
If this chapter doesn't make much sense, feel free to ask any questions. Basically I focused on Demetri's side of when he was changed, and if you remember from my last story how I spoke of a certain Alan Woodlock who in Annabel's first battle she supposedly killed…well, this is the man in the photograph that Bella saw in the car when she was going to see if Jacob would help her.
I know, it doesn't make much sense but it will in future chapters. I was going to put Edwards's point of view in here but it would have been too long, so chapter 2 will be Edwards.
Sorry if I kept you waiting too long on an update, but I was packed with homework and I didn't have time. If I would have known I had over 20 reviews on the preface I would have updated a lot faster.
I hope you liked this first chapter, and if you didn't, just work with me, because this story gets a lot better once it is passed ch.2, well I think it does.
Here is a reminder if you don't remember the car scene, I didn't put the whole chapter in here:
Please review, and I will probably have the next chapter out by this weekend, if I don't get a lot, I am sure by now all of you know how long I wait...-Laughs evilly-
Until next time
Ch.14 Anticipation
BPOV
I have been driving since dawn to nearly dusk, I thought by now I would have surely been in Forks, I even went over the speed limit, but the last sign I passed read "Forks 122 miles."
I drummed my fingers against the steering wheel, trying to rid myself of the degradation that I was feeling. Maybe I should have confronted Edward in person instead of leaving him puzzled with a note. I should have told him face to face where I was going, it's not like I am desperate enough to sneak out of a window or anything that drastic. Technically I didn't sneak out, I just quickly rushed out their garage door and stole his car, not that bad right?
"Not that bad," I murmured to myself, laughing without humor, "I can just see his face when I get back, full of rage and disappointment in my manor. It seems that I am disappointing everybody these days…"
Is Jacob disappointed in me as well? Have my attempts at keeping him at a distance hurt him beyond repair? Will he even consider helping me, or will he laugh at my face? I shook my head slowly, slightly tightening my grip.
But my Jacob would never be that insensitive towards me, he will understand why I had to leave, why it was impossible for me, a vampire, to stay with him, a werewolf. I hardened my jaw at that, looking firmly ahead of me as my thoughts raced in my mind.
This long adulterated hatred between vampires and werewolves is inconsequential. But if they alliance with me, then maybe the hatred will die down and we can finally live in tranquil peace. Well, that is if we…if I survive this upcoming event. First it was vampire against werewolf, and now it is vampire against vampire? When will this end?
I swerved the car in annoyance to the other lane, passing the slow driver that interrupted my thoughts. I could see that it was a young man, merely sixteen or seventeen, and when my car approached, I saw a small scowl play on his face and he sped up. I smiled at the challenge. I pressed on the accelerator as well, already on the right side of his car but I still couldn't see his face nor could he see mine.
This went on for a good five minuets until I grew tired of playing this idiotic game and reached my top speed, already side by side with him. I looked over to provoke him further, but something had me staring at him intently. Not him directly, but his eyes.
When he turned his head in my direction, I was locked with his dark topaz eyes, but I wouldn't even call them topaz, more like an ancient color of gold. He held a look of stoicism, but something made him jerk out of that stare and into a bewildered expression. I couldn't identify it, but there was something mysterious about this strange man, like he wanted me to fear him but yet…he acted as though he wanted companionship with me. I sympathized for him, I wanted to offer my hand to his and wipe off that look of dread. Something registered in my mind immediately as to why his eyes were the color of dark topaz, why he was wearing all black, and why he seemed so pale. He was a vampire.
I turned my head forward and tried to erase my aghast, and when I looked back, he was gone. His car was gone, nowhere to be found. I looked in my mirror to see if he had gone behind me but there was no trail that showed his car was even there. He just vanished? But he couldn't have done it that quickly, even for a vampire! I would have at least seen him pull off the highway or something of that nature, but it was as if I never even encountered him at all.
"Strange…" I muttered, allowing myself to take one more glance around the isolated road to see if I might have missed anything. It was the same as the last time I looked back, deserted. Who was that man?
I mentally shook off that question for another time, because I had more urgent matters to attend to. I raced passed a sign that read, 'Forks 80 miles north, exit 53, LaPush 100 miles south, exit 39.' I turned off onto the LaPush exit.