Hey Guys! Yes, I'M BACK!!!! And loaded with another chapter for you guys! No, I wouldn't say it's my best, but a chapter's a chapter, right?
Well, I suppose I should apologise now. I'm so SORRY! I know you guys are probaly SICK TO DEATH of me saying this, but I truely am! I don't think you wanna hear any excuses, so I wont go into how much work I've had or anything I'll just say I'M SO SORRY!
Well, now thats out of the way, here's my story. I decided to actually dedicate this chapter to one of my great friends, Rosie. So RosieTWILIGHTx this chapter is for you and for all the bugging you achieved during the time I hadn't updated, so here it is...
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Esme's POV

Blood; sweat red liquid, which flowed through the veins of the supple beings that inhabited this world. Blood; thick alluring fluid, which I quenched for every second this fire pounded through my body. Blood; the liquor of life, which I yearned for, to flow down my throat. Blood.
Minutes ticked by and still, that word pounded throughout my being. Blood. Blood. Blood. That single word had the power to take everything from me and yet give me everything that I wanted. With one single whisper of that tremendous sound and all of my needs were changed; changed to revolve around that one entity, blood.
Confusion filled me. I had a desperation, no, a need for this liquid to flow through me and yet I had no idea why. I could hardly rip my thoughts from this fresh liquid, nor did I have a power over the fluid. Instead, it had a power of me, a power I could not grasp or comprehend. I was useless and yet allied with this entity.
Hours passed and I still laid there, my eyes closed, enduring the pain which existed because of the fire.
Where was I? Who was I? I could not remember anything except the fire, which burned throughout me. Was I in hell?
A slight chuckle brought me from my reverie. Immediately I was cautious; I was not alone. I tensed every muscle in my body, readying for an attack. Whoever this being was, they would not survive this event, I was sure of that.

Planning my attack out briefly in my head, I prepared myself. I snapped my eyes open and stealthily leaped from the table, throwing my attack towards the only being in sight. My arms clawed their way through the air towards his throat, almost reaching their target, but not quite. The boy (I assumed he was a boy by the way his features were set among his face) quickly grabbed my arms and pinned them at my sides. I had thought that I had the element of surprise on my side; perhaps I did not.
I felt the boy's weakness within his hold and I knew in a second that I could easily break it, but as soon as he had my arms clasped, the forgotten fire overwhelmed me, and I fell, pained, into the young man's arms. He caught me instantly, picking my up with one hand, while still clasping my hands with the other. He took me back over to the table, on which I had been laying, and set me down. Gratefully, I collapsed onto the surface and stared up into the boy's eyes. He still had hold of my hands but did nothing more. Why did he not just kill me now? Why not end my troubles and be done with me? Why keep me burning?

"Because Carlisle will not be happy if I ended you now." The voice echoed from his mouth and it shocked me. Had I been saying my thoughts aloud? Had he heard everything I had been thinking, all this time? That would be explain why he had known my attack was coming, but still, I do not remember even opening my mouth. Then again, I did not remember allot of things, such as who I was.

"Your name is Esme Evenson, previously committed suicide on the basis that your son had died." Yet again it shocked me, but his words sent a thrill throughout my body, as though I had been shocked by an electric bolt. Son…dead? Murky images flowed through my mind, each bringing a jolt of pain to my heart along with them. Then another word from his speech sprung up in my memory. Suicide. It was too much. A bigger pain flowed through my heart as I remembered images that I did not know I had experienced.
Quiet fell between the young man and me, and we stared into each other's eyes, each with a pained expression on our faces. His pain confused me. Instantly a motherly instinct fell upon me. I could not understand it but it still overpowered me, making me feel as though I should protect this young man from any danger. Suddenly the boy's expression changed; no longer was he pained but confused.

"What is that?" he mumbled, looking further into my eyes as though he could see more then just the orb that held my sight.
Yet again confusion overflowed me. What? I thought. Nothing had changed in the past few seconds I was sure.

"You… you feel something for me; something more then just blood-lust."

"How do you know?" A sound echoed around the room and I presumed it was my voice.

"I can read your mind," he dismissed quickly, moving onto his more pressing subject, "your not sure what it is, but you feel something towards me, something like caring. You care for me?"

I did not know what this feeling was, nor could I control it. Whatever it was, I was under it's power, and even though I was in pain, I still did not care for me but only for this beings safety.
The being turned, let go of my hands, and called softly towards nothingness, "Carlisle".
Instantly I heard footsteps above. A second later a blonde figure walked in through the doorway, worry creased in every line of his face, "Yes?"
As soon as the man walked into the room, I felt another overwhelming feeling towards this figure. It was the same and yet different to what I felt for this boy, as though I was capable of feeling more then one thing at a time.

"It's Esme, she's different, different from the usual new-born." The boy said, his voice sounded intrigued and yet wary.
At this news the man's eyes widened, his expression seemed fascinated and yet worried. Seconds past before the young man was speaking again. "No, it's not bad, it's different. She can't understand it, but it's as though," their eyes both fell on me in synchronization, "as though she cares for us." Yet again silence flew past in seconds before the young man was speaking again. "I don't know Carlisle, she seems dangerous…" The man who I presumed was Carlisle started walking towards me. I stared, wide-eyed at his approach. Feelings seemed to fly through me confusing my advance in this situation. My instinct was yelling, no, screaming at me to attack; this man was seen as a threat and I needed to destroy him, but my heart, my heart was screaming another thing. I knew that I should listen to my instinct, that's what I needed to follow, but one part didn't let me, one small miniscule part kept me there, lying on the table, watching as the man walked towards me. So I stayed there, listening to my heart.

"Esme?" Carlisle whispered, his approach coming to an end at my side. I stared straight into his amber eyes, knowing my eyes were showing everything that my heart was feeling, "Esme, can you hear me?"
I felt my head bob on my neck, signaling a yes. "Esme," He started again, "do you want to kill me?" This shocked me. Kill? I did not want to, no. Hence why I was still laying here, not moving in on my attack. "Esme." He prompted and slowly I began to answer. I lifted my body so I soon sat up and turned to face Carlisle. I saw the young man tense in the background, knowing my intensions, but not sure of my actions.

"Kill you?" I whispered, hearing the shock that I felt seep into my words. He nodded, indicating that that is what he meant. "Never," I said my voice more strong now, "never would I kill you Carlisle. Never."

There it is! I know it's not brilliant (but I hardly am brill) and I know it's not long (sorry about that) but I promise that the next chap will be at least three pages long (unforntunately this one was only 2 and a bit) but I can't promise that I'll update striaght away. I do hope I update soon, but I can't trust myself, so if I do take a long time, please dont give up on me!!!! I will update, but not quickly.
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p.s. I might be changeing my name soon, so don't be alarmed if I change....