Chapter 1
They say life isn't always fair, but they have never said that it practice intolerable cruelty. For me life was always unique. My family was literally a bunch of vampires, the love of life a werewolf, and me I am also unique. See I am half-mortal, half-vampire. Though this isn't the life I chose, I still wouldn't of traded for anything in the world. I was happy until some guy came crashing into our lives and ripped us apart. His name is Joham, some psycho vampire spared by the Volturi, an Italian covenant and rulers of the vampire world, for a gift that they found to be useful to them. He was a shape-shifter. Joham has a dream of creating the ultimate vampire race, but hasn't had any luck as he keeps creating creatures like me. Now that I exist and I am not of him, he wants me. He believes I am the key to creating this vile race of unruly newborns, that feed off their human mothers. Literally destroying from the inside out. I wish I was either pure mortal or pure vampire then this would of never of happened. I would of never have to leave to protect the ones I love.
A month has passed since I have seen any of them. Each day I feel my heart shattering, splintering into smaller pieces, but the price is well worth it if I can spare them from the fate that Joham has set for them. I have seen his thoughts when I laid limp in his arms when broke in my room. It was the scariest moment of my life. My family and Jake stayed by the door afraid to move, afraid they might hurt me. Leah, one of Jake's pack members, laid unconsciousness on the floor after jumping through my window to save me. He had caught her in mid-air and then slung her like a rag doll across the room. When I awoke, I placed my hand on his cold skin and saw the monster that truly lived deep within him. I have never shared with anybody the truth of what I saw, not even Jake.
In the vision, Joham slowly appeared from the forest His tall slender body crouched into a defensive position. His eyes locked on Jake. An evil grimace crossed his face as he let out a loud hiss. Jake stood ready to shift in a moment's notice. For a moment they stared at each other, planning their attacks. I heard a malicious laugh escape from him. To him this was just a game. A game he thought he could win. He pounced and Jake launched himself, shifting in mid-air. They locked hold of each other, and began wrestling. Neither of them making head way. They seemed to be equally matched. He slide his arm from Jake's grasp. He balled his hand into a fist, his knuckles turning red, and swung. He connected with Jake's jaw and he was sent flying back into the woods, breaking a few trees along the way.
With the adrenaline still surging and his temper flaring wildly, he couldn't feel any pain. He picked himself up and dusted off, blood pouring from his temples. Jake stalked through the woods following his scent. He was running away. As he closed the distance between us, my mother, father, and Uncle Emmett were right behind him. Their eyes were black as coal and they were all growling their warnings. Joham turned around for a moment and let out a small chuckle. This was amusing him. My wrist that he clung tightly to was turning black and blue, and the pain was horrorible. He forced us deeper in the woods, until we came to this small creek. "Get ready, here they come." He called into the blackened woods. I couldn't see anybody nor could I smell them.
My family stalked toward us. "Don't come closer its....." I begin to yell to warn them of the impending ambush, but he silenced he and knocked me unconsciousness. Moments later screeches and shrills awoke me. I jumped up startled and looked around. As my vision became clear I could see a fire blazing and in the fire was my family and dancing around it was Joham and his children. All happy to be a part of the demise of a great family. That is where my vision ends. I couldn't lose my family forever so I just ran. Maybe one day they will forgive.
The weather here is always cold, but Canada won't be my final stop. I am on my way to Alaska where for 6 months out of the year the sun shines without ceasing. I know that Joham wouldn't dare attempt to try anything in broad daylight. He likes the darkness and the shroud of shadows that it provides. When six months is up and the moon dominates the sky I will be ready to finally to implict the demise he has wanted for my family.
I hope you enjoyed the first chapter, to the squeal of New Moon. Let me know your honest opinions.