Fang POV
I was thrown to the floor and pinned there by two men, while a third went next to the child I just tried to devour. My throat was insanely hot and burning with thirst, and something about that little girl made me feel so… hungry.
"Fang!" a young man who could have passed for a model was shouting at me, "Fang! Calm down! You're okay, calm down!"
"Where the hell am I!" I roared. My voice sounded so rough, but yet so smooth and perplexing at the same time. So weird…
"You're with friends," The model said, "No one here will hurt you…my name is Carlisle Cullen. This is my family…" I stopped struggling and looked around. Nine faces were all staring at me, not like I was a freak-show like the normal stares, but with concern.
"Nice…nice to meet you," I gasped out, my thirst undying, "Where am I?"
"You're in our residence in Forks, Washington," the boy holding my left arm and leg down said, "My name is Jasper." I opened my mouth to reply before a booming voice from my right made me jump.
"I'm Emmett," said the very large man holding my right arm and leg down. He was…big. A very, very, very, muscular; like he could crush a large boulder with a flick from his pinky finger. I stammered a hello to him.
"My name is Alice," a sweet looking girl said to me. She looked like a… fairy, with her petite body and her spiky hair. The rest of the Cullen's made their introductions; Bella, Edward, Esme, and Rosalie. It was really weird. They all had the same strange pale skin, the same gold eyes.
"It's not that strange Fang," the one named Edward said. I gasped; how did he know I was thinking that?
"I can read minds Fang," he continued, smiling friendly at me. I would have been more shocked if I hadn't already been used to a 6-year-old mind reader. I opened my mouth to speak, but my thirst was murder. Edward nodded at the one called Carlisle, and the doctor stood up and went upstairs.
"Carlisle will get something to quench your thirst Fang," Edward said. He nodded at the big guy, Emmett, and the blonde boy, Jasper, each got up off of me, and I stood up warily.
"What happened to me?" I asked slowly, looking at my surroundings, not knowing how I got here. I remember the fight in the sky with the erasers, the dodging of bombs and finally being blown out of the sky when I tried to save Max.
"We don't exactly know," the girl named Bella replied, holding the small child, Renesmee, in her pale, ivory arms, "Edward, Nessie, and I found you in the woods. You were unconscious and near death…"
"But I'm…okay? Now?" I looked at their faces. I didn't feel like I was close to death. Last time I was in an accident, when Ari beat the crap out of me on the beach, that's when I felt like I was dying. But now I felt…refreshed? Renewed even? I wasn't sure.
"You feel…" Edward said slowly, "As if you were born again maybe?" I thought about that, and nodded. Not my exact choice of words, but they seem to fit. Some of the Cullen's seem to look uneasy. The fairy girl, Alice, was about to talk when Carlisle came back downstairs, carrying a small cooler. I licked my lips, anxious to quench my thirst.
"Um, Fang?" Edward asked, "Before we give you this drink, you need to see something." I blinked. What was so important that I couldn't have a drink first. Edward nodded at Rosalie, and the blonde handed him a silver compact. He flipped it open and held the mirror out to me, his stare intent.
I looked at myself in the mirror, feeling odd and uncomfortable. My breathing stopped. My olive skin was very, very pale, but still had an olive tint to it. I was beautiful? I felt weird calling myself that but I looked like I was a model myself.
"What happened to me?" I breathed. I felt so much, stronger, lighter. I don't know; I couldn't explain it at all.
"Edward…" Carlisle said slowly, putting the cooler down next to the couch, "Do you believe in vampires?" I just stared at him, and then awkwardly burst out laughing.
I know my chapters are short but I'm going to make them longer after this. Scout's honor.