Nothing's Wrong -- AlistairOC Chapter 2: Nothing's Wrong 02, a twilight fanfic

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-This will be slightly AU in some parts in order to fit my own plot.

-This will not focus on the majority of the Cullen's. ONLY on Emmett and some Carlisle.

- I am taking creative license on some parts since they were never really explored by Meyers.

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Nothing's Wrong [Information] - AlistairOC

Name: Iona Doyle
Gender: Female
Birthday: April 15th
Species: Vampire
Age Changed: 22 years old
Born in: Kilkenny, Ireland
Changed in: Boston, Massachusetts
Current Home: Unknown-Nomad
Diet: Both animal and human blood
Special Abilities: can hide herself (or anyone she touches) for everyone and everything
Coven: Member of the Irish Coven lead by Siobhan and Liam

Name: Alistair
Gender: Male
Birthday: around 1300
Species: Vampire
Changed: 1320s by George
Age Changed: around 20 years old
Born in: England
Current Home: Unknown-Nomad
Diet: Human blood
Special Abilities: Tracking
Coven: None

-If the FIRST sentence starts with BOLD lettering then this SECTION happened in the PAST

Nothing's Wrong [02] – AlistairOC

My name is Iona Doyle.

I am a Vampire.

I am a member of the Irish Coven lead by Siobhan and Liam.

I am Emmett Cullen's ex-singer.

He left me for dead and here I stand now.

I position myself by the doorway and I let my invisibility fall away.

Carlisle is the first to notice- his eyes go wide and "Impossible" falls from his lips.

The others are understandably shocked- if the blonde could faint I'm sure she would, but they don't matter.

Emmett Cullen is trembling visibly, his eyes are wide in horror, and he is mumbling to himself almost hysterically.

I feel satisfied.
I feel vindicated.

"What's wrong Emmett? You look like you've seen a ghost?" I ask mockingly, as the intriguing blonde-red eyed vampire from outside joins us looking amused.

The house is silent, most of the vampires are confused about what is going on. The few individual vampires who knew of my story like Garret are looking between us, eyes narrowed.

"How is this possible?" the dear doctor asks eyes wide staring at me in disbelief.

I roll my eyes at him with a mocking smile on my lips, "Well if your dearest son is going to drain his singer you should really make sure that he drains her bone dry instead of leaving her to bleed out in an alleyway."

The Cullen's flinch collectively while the others in the room stare shocked.

Siobhan scolds me, "Iona!"

Liam grins widely, "Leave the lass alone Siobhan she has every right to damn them for what the boy and the doctor did to her."

"Liam!" she hisses.

His eyes flash darkly, "They left her to bleed out in an alley and left her to endure the change without any help Siobhan! Poor girl was so lost when we found her! They deserve to be haunted by what they've done…"

If I was still human I would blush deeply at how strongly Liam defends me. It's hard to imagine that he used to distrust me when those three first found me.

I can see the blonde man glance at Emmett eyes gleaming before he looks at me.

"He's lucky I don't light him on fire Siobhan and trust me it's taking every ounce of my self-control to not punch the Doctor in the face," I spit out glaring at the mute Emmett.

The doctor flinches and looks over at Emmett who continues to stay silent.

At his side the matriarch looks confused about what is happening- apparently no one ever told her. "I don't understand…"

Scoffing I turn to her eyes narrowed, "Well ma'am it seems like your family has been keeping you in the dark about our little incident."

When they say nothing I smile mockingly even at Siobhan's warning glare.

"I was 22 years old, a sophomore- I believe, and studying at Boston University when your family decided to move in. He was in my classes but I noticed he started showing up everywhere I went-"

Emmett startled, glancing at me eyes wide.

"Oh did you think I didn't notice?" I jibe, "I may have been only human then but I was still a girl who had to be very vigilant about her surroundings considering I usually closed up late at work."

"Iona please? That is enough," Siobhan pleaded but Liam held her back, "Leave her be, love. You wanted her to confront them-well she's doing it now."

"It's not nearly enough Siobhan," I hissed back, "Not for what they did."

"And then?" Kachiri, of the Amazon coven prompted me seriously, sending Siobhan a stern stare.

I looked at her and the others; they all were listening intently. Garret nods at me encouragingly and the man with the blonde hair continued to gaze at me with an intensity that made me shiver in anticipation.

Later, I told myself.

"One night I ended up closing up work really late and he was there offering to walk me home. I only said yes because I thought it would be safer than walking home alone," I laughed derisively looking at Kachiri. "I was a fool!"

I glared at Emmett who stood horrified with his blonde mate clutching his arm reassuringly.

They were all fools playing saints.

"He pulled me into the alley of my apartment and drained me. Didn't even have the decency to tell me sorry or offer an explanation before he practically sucked me dry and dropped me on the filthy floor," I sneered.

The new vampire Isabella clutched her daughter, eyes wide and hand clasped over her mouth shocked. Edward only ever glanced down at his clenched hands.

I do hope you're watching the replay in my mind, I say scornfully.

He flinches.

"How does Carlisle come into this?" the blonde haired man asked me breaking the tense silence.

"Obviously he didn't kill me right away. I was still somewhat conscious- enough to hear him freaking out and calling the doctor."

"The good old doctor showed up and basically ushered him out of there. Didn't even bother to check to see if I was truly dead," I told them staring at Carlisle with contempt.

Carlisle looked at me with guilt in his eyes.

"Three days later I woke up. I killed a man without a second thought-only wanting to get rid of the burning in my throat. I searched for them wanting answers but… they ran," my voice died down.

Esme gasped in realization, "Oh!" turning to them. "That is why you made us leave that night so quickly? Carlisle how could you just leave her there?" she exclaimed eyes flashing.

Around me I could see the others looking at the Cullen's calculatingly.

I am supposed to feel better now. Yet, all I feel is every emotion that I have kept bottled up finally breaking through and leaving me exposed.

"I truly hope that night will haunt you for the rest of your lives," I hissed glaring before storming out of the house brushing past the blonde man and into the forest.

Maybe I should have stayed in New Zealand after all.

After they ran. I had no choice but to run as well. I knew I couldn't stay in that apartment- not anymore. I couldn't risk hurting my friends so instead I packed my things and I left.

I couldn't travel during the day, not if I wanted the whole world to see my new glittering form. And wasn't that just something? I fucking glitter in the sun. I'd be better off dead.

I spent months traveling from place to place since I quickly realized that staying in one place was not easy. People started wondering why you only came out at night or why you wore sunglasses all time.

After finally accepting that the only way I could stop being hungry was to feed on blood of all things- it was pretty easy to come to the conclusion that I was a vampire.

A fucking vampire. That drinks blood and fucking glitters in the sun.

Fucking Emmett Cullen.

I hate you.

My hands were shaking even as I sat on the thick branch leaning against the trunk. There was so much anger and resentment within me. I had hoped that I would be able to control it after so many years but all it took was one look at them.

Not long after the trees rustled and a brown head of hair with red eyes and a large grin popped into view. Settling down at my side he offered me a small box with a smirk.

Rolling my eyes I took the proffered box and placed the cigarette between my lips leaning towards him and the lighter. The smoke filled my lungs before rushing out – the action of smoking was completely unnecessary for us vampires but it was calming. It became a habit that Garret had prompted.

"How do you feel now that you've spilled your guts?" he asked grinning boyishly.

Shaking my head I shrugged, "The anger is still there. I want to hurt them but mostly him."

"The anger will probably never go away. But at least now you've confronted them and you've exposed them to everyone else," he said throwing an arm around my shoulders.

"When you left everyone started bombarding them. Liam looked quite smug if I do says so myself," he quipped causing me to laugh.

"I'm not all that surprised. Liam is quite unforgiving now days when it comes to what happened to me."

"Just in case you'd like to know Alistair seemed surprisingly mad at those two, which is odd considering he is close friends with Carlisle and generally cares for no one."

Head tilted I looked at him curiously, "Alistair?"

Smirking he leaned towards my face teasing, "The one with the blonde hair and red eyes that was silently brooding and looked ready to devour you."

My eyes went wide and the cigarette nearly fell from my mouth, "Shut up!" Looking around us I hit his arm, "Don't say that! Someone could hear us!"

He laughed delightedly, "Oh lord! I never thought I'd live to see this day. Why my dear friend if you were human you'd be blushing red right now!"

"Go away!" I mumbled petulantly before shoving him off the branch ignoring his laughing even as he crashed into the ground below.

"I've missed you Iona Doyle!" he shouted and I found myself smiling.

"I missed you too Garrett."

An hour later I open my eyes to see familiar red eyes staring at me in the tree across from mine. His eyes gleam with intrigue and wonder, his lips slightly curved into a soft smile. He didn't say anything and I didn't need to either. Instead we sat there for an hour looking at each other.

I wonder if this is what Siobhan and Liam felt.

Years after that night I traveled from state to state. I ran into others like me here and there but we never actually talked and I was okay with that. I had desire to interact with other vampires.

I heard rumors of them.
Apparently they continue to go to school and they pretend to be normal students.
Hate them. Hate him.
I thought about showing up where they were at the moment. I mean, wouldn't that be a shock for them? I'd pay to see that.
I came close once- but then I saw him and rage consumed me to the point where I could clearly picture myself destroying everyone there without a thought.
So…I ran. Again.

Years later I grew tired of the United States and returned home.

Stepping off the boat with nothing but a duffle bag my eyes devoured everything in sight.
My dear beautiful Ireland.
It was nice to be home.

Liam finally found me as I sat in the library, book in my hand. Glancing up at him I snapped it shut and rested against the sofa.

"You did great lass," he told me softly with a proud smile.

I smiled shyly shrugging my shoulders.

"It was a long time coming. Don't let Siobhan bring you down," he said sitting down. "She's proud of you as well-she's wanted this for you ever since you first came into our lives."

"Then why?"

"Siobhan doesn't like conflicts between covens and add to that the pressure of The Volturi coming here geared for destruction-she's struggling a bit."

Nodding I place the book on the table next to me and lean against him, eyes closed.

"I still feel so much anger towards them…" I whisper softly gripping the edge of his jacket.

He caresses my hair, "I'd be surprised if you didn't."

"I love you Da…"

"I love you too my a leanbh…"

Tugging on my hair I look up at him. "Come on lass let's go hunting, yeah?"

A smile blooms on my lips as he pulls me off the couch, guiding me towards hallway. We ignore the Egyptian coven lingering in the living room and the guilty stares of the few Cullen's that are present. Instead I let him lead me out the door of the house.

Reaching the tree line I glance over my shoulder to see blonde red-eyed Alistair staring down at me from the balcony railing.

"Are you coming or would you like to stay and stare some more?" Liam teases before sprinting off through the trees.

If I was human I'd surely be beet-red in the face but instead I startle and stare at his empty spot. Liam always knows how to make me smile and be happy.

Eyes gleaming I look back and with a fleeting smirk I dash off after my pseudo-father.

I am Vampire.

I survived Emmett Cullen.

I think I have met my mate.

I am Iona Doyle.

*A leanbh: my child

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"Nothing's Wrong" - Echosmith

We walk like there's nothing wrong

She's sitting alone in the chair
She covers her eyes with her hair
She smokes one last cigarette
And waits for the whole world to turn

She's loving the smell in the air
She'd stop but she really doesn't care
What's she to do? Wait for the whole world to burn?
Cause kids like us,
We don't know when to stop

We walk, we walk
We just keep walking
We move, we move
We just keep moving on
We sing, we sing,
We sing at the top of our lungs
We walk, we walk,
We walk like nothing's wrong
We walk like there's nothing wrong

He places a rose in her hair
He stops for a moment and stares
Her beauty's a wonder,
Makes him forget about the end
Cause when it's all over
Who's really gonna care?

We're gonna walk (oh) [x4]