Puppets

Welcome to Forks

I rode my brand new motorcycle through the countryside. The wind helped clear my head and I needed it after I nearly killed that poor guy back in Manchester. Once I fed on five deer I decided to leave Europe behind and head for the states. Oh, and if you wanted to know why I ate those helpless deer, I, Isabella Marie Swan (though I prefer Bella), am a vampire. You may be wondering how this happened to me and I'll tell you, it wasn't pretty.

Born in Paris, France more than 100 years ago I grew up in a family of multi-millionaires. My father was head of the police force and my mother was a fashion designer. Together they raised me up to be the most powerful young woman in all of France. I was soon the top model of Paris, not to mention very beautiful. Many men offered their hands to me for marriage but I turned them all away because I was gay.

Then one night after returning home from a rather tiring day at the runway, I met the most beautiful being I had ever laid eyes on. I remember watching her laugh and ask me what I was doing out so late.

*FLASHBACK*

I looked rather embarrassedly and replied, "I got out late from my workplace. What are you doing here?" She just chuckled in amusement ignoring my question.

"You're quite the beauty; you shouldn't be out here all alone." Something about her screamed danger to me but I was too transfixed to move now. My eyes traveled down her body taking her in. She had extremely pale skin, much paler than mine. She had to be at least 5'7 with the long, sexy legs. "Like what you see?" The woman asked me seductively. I blushed and looked back up to her flawless face. Her curly red hair burned in the night with a hypnotic glow. Her eyes sparkled with hunger. Then something struck me as odd. Her eyes were as black as coal. I stumbled back uneasily. She reached out to grab me.

"D-don't touch me!" I stuttered. But she came closer and closer, smirking playfully. "I mean it! My dad is the head of the police forc-" She cut me off with her lips crashing to mine. Despite myself I moaned and leaned into her. I heard her laugh maniacally.

"Tsk tsk! You should know better than to give into desires, especially to strangers. You wanted to know why I was out here didn't you? Well you see Isabella, I was out hunting when I came across you. Your blood smells divine! I can't wait to taste it" My eyes widened in realization. This woman was a vampire, and she was going to kill me. "Goodbye Bella." I screamed but it was too late.

*END OF FLASHBACK*

I shuddered at the memory, reliving the agonizingly painful bite and the venom. Obviously she didn't succeed in killing me, but I would forever be a prisoner in this body. I was now a killer. After I was transformed into what I am now I hunted my attempted murderer down. I found her in the home where I once lived. What I saw will be burned into my brain forever. The woman, whose name I know now is Victoria, stood over the lifeless forms of my parents. Enraged I tried to kill her but failed. Ever since then I have searched for her, wanting to avenge the death of my beloved family.

The purr of an engine brought me out of my dark thoughts. I looked up to see a police cruiser go by. It was then I realized I had reached my destination: Forks, Washington, population 3,532. What better place for a vegetarian vampire like me to settle down?