Nothing's Wrong -- AlistairOC Chapter 3: Nothing's Wrong 03, 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 [03] – AlistairOC

My name is Iona Doyle.

I am Vampire.

I survived Emmett Cullen.

I think I have met my mate.

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.

As great as it was to be in America all those years, it was no longer the same.
So many things had changed.
America had once held all my dreams and aspirations but no more.
Now it was just a reminder.
A reminder of them- of him.

Stepping onto Irish soil was liberating.
I was home once more.
My dear father… I looked forward to seeing him once more.

Our old house was still the same. It stood looking as cozy and worn as I remember. The lights were off and there was a sheen of dust everywhere but it was home. That night I lay on my father's bed and wrapped in his old blankets drowning myself in his scent.
I wish I was capable of crying.
I missed him so much.

Three months after coming back to Ireland, I developed a routine.

I got a night job serving drinks at a dive bar three times a week. The owner, an old friend of my dad's embraced me with open arms and no questions asked. Those who came in for drinks quickly learned not to ask about the red eyes.

When I wasn't working, I was keeping busy with anything and everything. I explored the land to my heart's content-something I had never done as a human. It was exhilarating.

In between all that I tried to only feed when the scratchiness started up at the back of my throat. Feeding was hard for me- at first. Having to feed from humans, made me question myself and my morals. But starving myself only made the hunger and the aftermath worse. So I fed on the scum of society instead.

I quickly realized that animal blood didn't help much, instead it only satisfied the hunger for a day or two. The golden-copper eyes weren't worth it. It was only when I started seeing my eyes shifting in color that I connected it to them. Their eyes made sense now. They were animal drinkers.

I often wonder if that was why he snapped. Did only feeding on animals make his control grow weaker? Is this common for all vampires? Too many questions and no answers.

Until I met them.

When Liam and I came back from hunting (animals of course) we walked into the den to see Maggie sitting by the window and Siobhan speaking rapidly with Esme-the Cullen's matriarch. The moment she saw me she paled and glanced down at her hands.

Siobhan patted her gently before embracing me in a hug, "A leanbh I am proud of you- never doubt that for a second."

Nodding softly I spared Esme a glance and drifted outside. I was in no mood for her apologies- they weren't the ones that mattered. Not that theirs would make things any better.

Standing on the porch I gazed at the green trees before drifting to the edge. Once his presence appeared at my side I looked over at him curiously.

With a slight curve of his lips he started walking through the trees and I was left to follow along amused. The longing to slip my fingers through his was surprising and yet it wasn't.
Odd.

The night started off as planned.

I wasn't working tonight but I came in knowing he would be there. I sat at the table with a glass a beer in front of me watching as he drank shot after shot before stumbling out of the bar. Scum.

Smiling I walked out taking my time following behind him. When he took the shortcut towards his apartment I picked up the pace- time to sate the hunger that was growing.

I had been following him for two days now.

He was a twenty year old guy, who I one night heard cursing like a sailor. Following the crude words and the screams, I found him in his apartment smashing his fist into, who I was assuming was his girlfriend. The rage was abrupt and it took everything in me not to just glide through the window and rip his throat out. Instead I threw a rock through his window and watched as he peered out before retreating into his bedroom. The girl eventually left the apartment and I followed her in the shadows making sure she got home safe.

The scum was leaning against the wall obviously tired as I walked over- his lips curved into a grin and his eyes gleamed- how obnoxious.

I had just fed from the man and my throat was no longer burning. My eyes were gleaming ruby red.

The walk home was peaceful, until it wasn't.

Our walk carried us to the rest of the group. The voices grew and you could hear the Cullen's along with the others.

Without even a glance to the other we settled on a branch high enough to let us see what was going on, but remain a fair distance away that we would not get dragged into participating.

The child was nowhere to be seen but the mother-Isabella- my mind supplied was there along with Edward and him. My hand dug into the branch and my lips curled into a scowl.

They were trying to find her gift.

A shield, one of them said.

One by one they began to explain their own gifts in an effort to encourage her, not that it was helping going by the blank look on her plain face. Even with the enhanced vampire looks she still looked so dull.

As Edward turned to stare up at me with scolding eyes I shrugged, it's true she looks so plain even after the transformation.

When they began electrocution in order to prompt her into reacting I tried valiantly not to laugh out loud as I so wanted to do. If only they would do Emmett now…

Glancing over at the vampire beside me I gave him a wide grin before allowing myself to disappear before his eyes. At the twitch of his eyebrow I tugged a lock of his hair and made my way down.

When they next proceeded to electrocute Edward again I bumped into Kate and laughed uproariously to myself as Emmett crumpled to the ground screaming.

Kate began apologizing even as Edward glance upwards no doubt to see if I was there. At only seeing Alistair's smirking form he glance around trying to find me.

I noticed Kachiri smiling before turning to her sisters.

"It wasn't nearly enough but it was something for now," I said with a grin as the invisibility fell away and Alistair joined me on the walk back to the manor.

The intense red eyes that met mine made me shiver.

As I walked home from feeding I knew someone was watching me. I could feel their eyes following me and I fought hard not to let myself tense.

When they finally revealed themselves, I faltered.

There ahead of me stood three others with gleaming red eyes.

My body tensed and I felt myself slip into a defensive position.

"Hello… this is my mate Liam and our friend Maggie. We've been watching you for a couple of weeks," the redhead said softly motioning to the other two with her.

"And?"

"We wanted to offer you a chance to join us. Being alone is never a fun thing and we believe that you would be a good fit with us…"

"Who are you?"

She smiled warmly, "My name is Siobhan and I'm the leader of this coven."

"The Volturi are on their way here," the doctor said as we all crowded the first floor. "One of my contacts saw them crossing through Philadelphia."

"Goody," Stefan smiled widely as Vladimir nodded along.

They were enjoying this far too much.

"The wolves will be there," a young man stated looking over at Edward and Isabella.

"What time are we expecting them then?" Elazar asked from his position with his own coven.

"Day after tomorrow if we're lucky…" Edward answered armed curled around his dull wife.

At his scolding eyes I smirked.

"And Alice? Where is she?" someone from the Olympic coven asked.

At the resounding silence they all just seemed to sulk.

Eventually they all scattered outside. Liam and Siobhan hugged me briefly and joined the others outside as a bonfire was created. Maggie and I settled for walking around the house and catching up briefly.

"This is madness Carlisle," his voice carried down at the end of the hallway.

"I know but I would not have asked you to come if I did not think this was a serious matter," the doctor said quietly.

"The Volturi are not coming to listen to reason and you know it. You were among them for some time- you know that they are coming only for destruction."

"It won't happen my friend. I promise."

He scoffed. "Excuse me if I don't hold much weight to your words."

There was a sigh. "There is not one day that has gone by that I do not think back to that night. I made a mistake. I should have done- I should have done the right thing but I-"

"I'm not the one you have to explain yourself to."

"…I know. I am trying but Liam or Garret always impede me."

There is a soft hum, "Garret?"

"He refuses to say much to me, but I believe them to be close friends given how protective he is of her."

"…Interesting."

"I am trying my friend…"

"I do not know that I will stay here for this Carlisle. The Volturi will slaughter us all. Witnesses or not."

"It will not come to that."

"I will stay so long as she does as well. Nothing more and nothing less Carlisle."

"She? Could it be my friend? After so long…"

"Nothing more and nothing less Carlisle."

Maggie tugged on my hand and I hid us both in time to see Carlisle and Alistair pass by us and down the stairs.

Smiling softly I guide us outside where the others are gathered.

I am Vampire.

I have met my mate.

The Volturi are coming.

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]