My footsteps were slow, but determined, as I moved through the forest that surrounded the small town of Forks. Effortlessly I brushed branches out of my way and walked in silence. Despite the shelter of the leaves, raindrops still fell on my head. Unfortunately that was the last of my problems.
I didn't know where I was going. I didn't even exactly know where I was. Yet I kept trudging forward knowing that I was looking for something. Subconsciously, I had a good guess where I was heading. I just wasn't willing to admit to myself that I was that insane or desperate. The wind played with my blonde hair, wet strands slapping me in the face. I knew that this couldn't be the forest my dream took place in. Still, a nagging doubt laagered in my mind and a brush of familiarity brushed through me as I wandered deeper into the forest. The trees looked so similar and I had to keep pushing back the thought in my head that told me that this was the same place. The trees in my dream could grow anywhere and it was ridiculous to think otherwise. So how come I was even here? My steps grew softer as I listened to the world around me. The sun was setting, but I wasn't ready to go back. I wasn't ready to give up that pathetic feeling of hope that was swelling inside. Not yet anyway.
It was only then that I heard the rustling behind me. My heart jumped into my throat and I spun around. Nothing was there. Only wind. But then I heard it again. I glanced over my shoulder but saw nothing. The hairs on the back of my neck were standing up and every muscle in my body was tense. My ability to control the energy around made my powers limitless. I knew that if I practiced my control I could do anything. I didn't want to, though. But still I could feel the familiar spark of power spread through my entire body, the energy coming to me automatically. My hands rolled themselves into fists. A low growl rose from deep within my chest.
He didn't hide from me. He simply walked out from the trees, so casually it took me off guard. The hope I had been feeling only moments ago quickly disappeared, overcome by fear and anger. He smirked, pleased by my response. "Down girl," He said lightly as he approached me, his midnight eyes filled with dark humour. The sound of his voice hit me like a tidal wave and I couldn't stop myself from flinching.
"Damon." I hissed at him. I forced myself to stay where I was even though every muscle in my body was telling me to run from him, just like I had been doing for the past three years.
He looked the same as he did the last time I had met him. He was dressed in his black t shirt and ripped jeans. A chain hung loosely around his neck and tattoo's ran down his muscular arms. His hair was long and shaggy. My breath caught in my throat as his dark aura surrounded me, almost suffocating me.
"For someone who has been living on the streets, you still look pretty good." He told me simply, but I still caught the hinting tone behind it. My eyes narrowed, fighting to keep control of the energy that was now sparking around me.
"I'm not going back." I snapped, growling at him again. He just laughed and shook his head.
"You belong there, to us." He sounded so determined and that terrified me. "To me," He added after a beat. His evil grin grew; sending a chill down my spine and making me shiver. He stepped closer to me. "Your father wants you home." His body was touching me now and my heart beat sped up. He lifted his hand to stroke my cheek gently.
"No!" I managed to yell before I flung my arms out. The energy obeyed me instantly and slammed in Damon full force. He flew backwards, colliding with one of the trees and taking it down with him. A half a second later I knew I would regret that decision. Damon would have never been so stupid as to confront me alone. Other vampires would have been waiting in the trees, waiting for the queue to attack. I had just given it to them.
Sure enough, a body slammed into me and twisted one of my arms painfully behind my back. I struggled of course but the mystery attacker was soon joined by a second and third. All three started to swing, digging their claws into my back. Fists pounded my face fiercely as I tried to push them off. I glanced up to see Damon, who had quickly gotten to his feet watching me with a cruel smile. I screamed in agony as I felt one of the attackers sink their teeth into my neck. They had me pinned to the ground and my sight began to blur. The smell of fresh blood hit me hard and I knew it was mine. Two more sets of teeth dug into me. The pain was almost unbearable. My strength was fading. I had to do something now or they were going to kill me. If my father couldn't have my power, he wouldn't want anyone else to either.
The thought of my father was what snapped me out of my desperation. I wasn't about to let him win.
I gathered the energy around me once more and directed it at my three attackers. The blast was just strong enough to throw them off me and stun them so I could scramble to my feet. I looked at my attackers. They were groaning on the ground, surprised at my power. They were temporarily unable to fight, but it would only be another second before they were up again. I was in no condition to fight, I wasn't an idiot. So glaring in Damon's direction, who was no longer smiling, I used my last bit of strength to dive into the forest.
