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Chapter Nine: Carlisle Story

We were meant to live for so much more

Have we lost ourselves?

Somewhere we live inside

Somewhere we live inside

We were meant to live for so much more

Have we lost ourselves?

Somewhere we live inside

Meant to live by Switchfoot.

1677…

I was a vampire. If only my father could see me now.

He would try to kill me I'm sure. Save me from myself. At least that is what he would lead himself to believe. He was a selfish man, who never gave me his love. He gave it to god in the beginning, and in the end he gave it to his hate for vampires.

I could ask myself why me? Why was I chosen to walk this dark path? I had pondered this for endless hours. If I wanted to know the only thing I had to do was ask. But did I want to know yet? I wasn't sure.

I looked out across the lake I was sitting by. The grass still felt good under my hands and the water was still a sight to behold. The sun was rising on another cloudless day. I was far enough away that no human would find me.

"I thought I would find you out here." Annie said to me as she plopped down beside me.

"Good morning Annie." I said to her.

I watched as everything around me went on. The sun rose, the fish swam, and the birds flew around us. They all had a reason; it was time I knew mine.

"Annie, I am ready to know everything." I told her and she smiled at me.

I was changed ten years ago. At first I was in denial. I even went as far as trying to kill myself. Multiple times. Annie was always there to pick me up. At first I resisted her. Not wanting to be a part of her world; after all, I had been taught my whole life to despise it. After eight years I gave in. we moved out here, away from everything so I could get my bearings.

"I had three choices that night. Let you die, let you live, or change you. If you died that would be the end of it. If you lived you would not have had the function of your legs. You would have been married by now, never have children, sink into depression, and in a decade die." She said as she stared at the lake.

"What made changing me the best choice?" I asked her.

"You are a brilliant man. Kind, compassionate, trusting, and have the ability to see the best in everyone. Let them see the best in themselves, even when they don't believe it is there." She told me.

"But noth…" She sighed." None of that gave me the right to choose for you. I did it because I know your future. You save lives Carlisle, thousands." She said and looked at me.

It was impossible for me to have even an ounce of anger for her. My feelings toward her were protective; she was the daughter I would never get to have. No, she is the daughter I would have never had unless she changed me. From the first moment I met her I knew that we were meant to be a family.

She looked hurt as she told me her story; I knew it was because she was afraid I would reject her.

"Annie, I am glad you did." I told her.

I remember the day I woke up from my change.

1667…

Senses overwhelmed me. I had to lay there for a lengthy amount of time just adjusting.

I looked at the canteen that she left. I was parched. As I held my breath I opened it. I couldn't tell what it was so I smelt it. Eagerness overtook me and when the canteen was empty I felt sick. I realized I had gotten some on me and decided to use the bath she left. I changed and went to find her.

"Anberliegh?" I asked to an empty room and she rounded the corner.

"Good Evening Carlisle." She said to me, she acted as though she was waiting for me to burst.

"What happened?"

"You're a vampire Carlisle. I changed you." She told me and looked down.

She was young. Looked no more than sixteen maybe seventeen years. A small sadness grew in my heart as well as a unknown anger.

"You had no right!" I exclaimed and she flinched.

"If you could listen…" She started but I cut her off.

"No, I will not listen. You are a spawn of the devil. I should be dead. We should not exist. You have no consideration for others, didn't your father or mother teach you anything?" I asked in anger.

"My father never wanted anything to do with me, and my mother is dead." she whispered and looked at me. The sadness in her eyes increased the sadness in my heart. She was a child, and she had no one.

Still I shouldn't exist.

1677…

I hated myself, the world, my father, but never Annie.

"How do I save lives?" I asked her.

"You become a doctor. Your compassion allows you to resist human blood and you save the lives of your family." She said with a smile on her face.

"My family?"

"Your wife, and other children, but that is not for a while." She said and we walked back to the house.

1823…

Immortality. Eternal life. Chances to see the world develop in ways that I would have never imagined. All these years have brought their ups and downs.

I was working non-stop, every night. Spending only a few years in one town at a time. Doing exactly what Annie said, saving lives, and I loved it.

Tonight however, was different. I had a feeling things weren't right. Have I had this feeling before? Yes.

Many years ago I came home one night to a note. Annie had told me she was going away for the weekend. The first time she left it was the hardest. I felt lost, I felt like a father who let his child venture out into the world for the first time. At the end of the weekend she returned.

Then she started leaving for longer periods. A few weeks here, a month or two there. Always leaving a note and how long she would be gone. Each time leaving me with the feeling that something was not right.

Something wasn't right tonight, and upon my arrival home I found out what.

Annie had left. Her note in place.

But this time she didn't say when she would be back. Or if she would ever be back. I had to trust her and believe she would. So I went on, doing what I was meant to do.

Times changed and I found that I could not stay any longer, so with a heavy heart I packed my things and moved to the new world. I had lived all over Europe, stayed for a while in Italy. I stayed with the Volturri, as they tried to figure out why I wouldn't drink from humans.

I feared that once I left, Annie would not be able to find me. Though moving to America was the best choice. I found that I could help more here than where I was.

It was in 1892 that Annie found me. I was getting ready to find a new place to move when she showed up and suggested Chicago. I started taking classes at the college, while Annie did her own thing.

When I started working as a doctor in one of the hospitals, Annie took on the job of a nanny. She talked of Elizabeth and Edward Mason like they were the best people in the whole world. Myself only having met them a few times found that they put the welfare of their son above everything else.

Annie stayed with me for a while until she left for three years in 1913. In that time World War I started and when she got back in 1916, I use to kid with her that she did something to start the war.

I was working as a doctor with Annie as my nurse when the Spanish flu hit in 1918. We worked nights and by day helped at a small hospital out of town. It was late in the year when we got into work one day and Annie gasped.

In our wing of the hospital was the Mason family. Annie cared for them and when Mr. Mason passed away she cried with Elizabeth. A week later, Elizabeth knew her time was up. I was checking on her when she looked at me.

"Save him, Carlisle, save my son." She said weakly.

"I will do my best." I told her knowing that he probably wouldn't make it.

"No, save him the way only you can. He is not meant to die. Save him." She urged.

Annie was in the back corner and walked over. She held Elizabeth's hand as she took her last breath.

"She wants me to change him." I whispered.

We were standing next to Edwards's bed. "Can you?" She asked me.

I looked at the young man lying before me. He was on the brink of death, and would not survive the night.

But I hated what I had become at first, would he hate what I had done? Would he hate me? Could I change him? No I couldn't. I shook my head and Annie nodded.

She picked him up and left. I busied myself with working with the other patients when she got back.

"I understand Carlisle. Why you couldn't." She looked at me. "Everything will work out."

For the most part she was right. Edward was not happy with what he was, but I couldn't let him hate Annie. I told him I changed him and after the first year, he accepted it.

We found out that he could read minds, mostly mine. Annie's was somewhat blocked from him. We moved after that first year and settled in Columbus Ohio.

Annie kept on telling me that big things were happening, I always believed her but never thought what it could have meant. But in 1921 I found out. She insisted on going into work with me and I couldn't understand why.

Things were better since the flu ended the previous year and the war had been over. During the day some men brought in a young woman who had tried to kill herself. They pronounced her dead and took her to the morgue.

Once they left Annie took me to the back room. The first thing I heard when I entered the room was the faint heart beat coming from the woman just brought in.

She was alive, but dying.

"Her name is Esme; she tried to kill herself because her she lost her son." Annie whispered and I couldn't take my eyes off the woman. Her pale face was bruised, but still beautiful. Her caramel colored hair framed her face.

"You have to do it this time Carlisle." She told me. "Bite her here and here and shove your venom into her. Then take her home. I will go get a room ready. She can't wait much longer."

Annie left, and left me with a big decision. I looked at this woman, Esme, and decided that there was a good reason Annie was telling me to do this. So I lowered my mouth to her neck, and then her wrist. Doing what Annie told me.

Her heart beat picked up just a little and I ran home, taking the long way so I wouldn't be seen.

I couldn't leave her side for the days she was asleep. And when she woke I knew why.

Esme was compassionate and loving. She would have made the perfect mother. It was sad that she would never be able to have her own child and watch them grow, and part of me felt like that was my fault.

Annie, however; found that Esme was what she needed, and she was what Esme needed. Having lost her mother so young left her with a hole that needed to be filled. Esme was more than eager to be there for her.

We were a happy family. We moved to Michigan for a few years before Edward started feeling out of place. It was what I feared before. He was starting to hate himself, and I thought that he would hate me as well, but he never did.

Annie assured us that he would be back and we all went on doing what we enjoyed doing. Esme became my mate and my best friend. It was as if we were meant to be together, and every day I was thankful Annie changed me, which was something we didn't tell Edward or Esme. When Edward returned to us we had to move again.

We settled in Rochester New York. Although I work as a doctor and Edward and Annie went to school, we stayed unusually confined. Annie usually always made friends with a few people here and there, but this time she stuck to us.

Two years after we moved there I was walking home when I found a young girl on the side of the road. When I brought her to our house Edward was upset.

She was after all the most talked about person in the town at the moment. She was on her way to having a large wedding with a very wealthy man. She was the town's socialite. Annie told Edward he was being ridiculous and when the girl, Rosalie, woke up I was sure Edward was right.

Rose hated everything she was. She told me multiple times that she wished I had let her die. Each time Annie told me that I did the right thing, time would show that I did the right thing.

One thing that helped Rose was getting her revenge on the men that killed her. The other was Annie. One day Annie took Rose away, they were gone for a week, but by the time they came back Rose was a different person.

She had plans, a dream. Rose started going to college to become a teacher.

There was nothing more she wanted than to be a mother. On that level she and Esme connected.

Since she couldn't, Annie talked her into dedicating her life to children. With this plan Rose was happy. She did still have a long way to go with control before she put herself in any position with children, but she had a future now.

We had our family for a while, until the day that Annie had to leave again. It hurt all of us, but like always I knew she would be back.