All's Fair In Love and War
Chapter 1: The Beginning
Disclaimer: I don't own the Twilight series. DUH!
BPOV
This place is a prison. I'm absolutely sick of it! Watching all these humans during the day, stuck until the depths of the night come creeping around the corner. This has to change…I can't take this much longer.
I've only seen one other vampire before, and that was my changer. To this day, after all these years, I still don't know who it is. But, after he bit me, he left. So I was all alone for those three days of complete pain.
Anger began to bubble inside me just thinking about him. He had piercing red eyes, dirty blond hair tied tightly behind him, a small mustache and goatee, and his unchanging thin smirk.
What was I thinking? Any vampire in their right mind wouldn't move here. The only reason I came is…is…I don't know. Maybe it was because I'm afraid of meeting another vampire like my evil changer, even though I could match their strength easily.
I quickly shaked those thoughts away as I jumped off my unneeded 'bed'. As I walked at a human pace toward the bathroom, my despair returned, I was all alone, and I have been for a long time. STOP THINKING LIKE THIS!
I flipped on the light, staring at my reflection in the mirror. Forever 18. I have big, chocolate brown eyes, the same chocolate-colored hair (that fell in long locks slightly beneath my shoulders), ocher-colored eyes, red, plump lips, and, of course, the signature icy, pale skin.
I, Isabella Marie Swan, was forever stuck in my 17–year-old body. For 100 years, I've been stuck like this, all alone. My mother, Renee` Elizabeth Swan, died shortly after my birth, and my father, Charlie Jay Swan, was also changed by the evil blond man.
He lives in a small town named Forks, Washington, and continues to ask me to live with him. I wonder why I haven't…maybe I should. I'll think about that later, maybe tomorrow, considering I'm going to be stuck inside, again.
The anger once again flowed through me. WHY should I live this way? Condemned to the inside of this small room, forever alone? I could live in a rainy town, not being forced to live inside.
Before I could stop and think about it, I punched (and dented) the mirror before me, sending small bits of shattered glass flying.
Why did I do that? Where is all this anger coming from? I wonder how long it's been since I got to know someone, and became their friend? NO! Bella Marie Swan, stop thinking like that! I then realized where the anger had come from….I'm thirsty.
I walked at the normal vampiric pace and stared at the clock. Yes! Finally time! Time to hunt.