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Alice:
I have been having visions for as long as I could remember. I had them when I was human but they weren't as powerful as they are now that I'm a vampire. They used to only be glimpses of my future or the future of my family's, but now as an immortal? I can see not only the people I consider my family but people I have yet meant. I see things that I have no reason to be seeing. Half the stuff I can't even make heads or tails from. Sounds crazy right? I know.
My human parents never understood since I was the only one they had meant that was "special". They took me to several specialists to try and figure out what was wrong with me, but being that it was 1917, there weren't many options of specialists to take me to. I had endured a lot of abuse from not only my parents but other members of my so called family until the Swanson's showed up. I saw them coming of course, which is why I ran like I did.
My father decided that he wanted to beat me with a belt again because I had had another vision. It was of me learning to read a book with Isabella. I knew she would be the one to save me from the hell I endure on a daily basis. My father was red in the face when I fled from the tiny shack we lived in. I ran through the front door, down the stairs and onto the front yard before he caught up with me. It took one swing of his belt to my back. I collapsed to the ground silently crying. Tears angered him more.
The second swing thankfully never came. Instead, I felt this instant calmness. I looked up into the face of a concerned Jasper. He reached his hand out and helped me stand while wrapping his arm around my shoulders and held me to him. He kept repeating not to look behind me but of course I didn't listen.
The sight behind me should have terrified me, yet I felt comfort in it. Isabella held my father by his throat against the side of the house. It should have scared me but it didn't. Her strength amazed me but it was her face that drew my interest. She had the prettiest blue eyes I've ever seen.
Isabella's other brother, Emmett, was standing next to her. His eyes pitch black and his teeth were sliding down into fangs. He turned and looked over at me.
"Jasper, heal her. I can smell it over here." Emmett said.
Jasper looked at me and said, "Drink this and your back will feel better."
Jasper bit into his wrist and held it up to me. Other people might question this but I knew better. I sucked a few drops of his blood could already feel my back healing.
"Thank you." I whispered.
"Ma'am" He bowed his head at me then wrapped his arm around me. He turned me away from the scene and we started to walk down the street.
"What about the others?" I asked.
"They will catch up." Jasper replied smiling down at me.
I smiled back. "Where are we going?"
"To our house. If that is alright with you?" He asked.
I nodded and smiled again.
I was finally free from my parents.
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I spent the next three years learning everything they wanted to teach me. Isabella taught me how to read and paint. Jasper taught me the piano, chess, and how to dance. Emmett taught me how to fight and how to duel.
It was 1920 and I was 19 when I was changed. The three of them didn't want to do it but I convinced them from my deathbed that I had already seen me as one of them. They knew that I knew the way to create a vampire. I was dying from some unknown sickness. None of them wanted me to suffer the same fate as them yet they didn't want me to die.
It was settled that Isabella would change me since I was closer to her. She was crying as she drained almost all my blood from me. I had to drink from her. I woke three days later in a coffin. Of course they were waiting for me when I opened the lid.
I looked at each of their faces as if it was the first time because in a sense, it was. I was really seeing what they looked like. As I looked to Jasper, it was then that I got my first vision. I heard the gasps around me as the image blurred behind my eyelids.
Jasper and I were laughing together then he kissed me.
I came out from the vision looking at all their stunned faces.
"What?" I asked.
"Your eyes." Is all they said.
I walked to a mirror and stared at myself. I really didn't look all that different then before, except my eyes were more greyish blue instead of light blue like they were.
"They look fine to me." I replied.
Emmett laughed. "They were just white."
"What? Why?"
Isabella spoke. "Did you just have a vision?"
I nodded.
"That must be the vampire part of your gift. Your eyes never turned white before." Jasper said.
From that day forward they taught me how to be a vampire. I learned how to allure people. How to stop feeding so that I didn't kill anyone. I also learned that a vampire can still cry and eat regular food. Oh and drink. And we did that a lot. It helped the thirst so that we didn't have to feed on people as often.
We stayed in Mississippi for ten years before Aro got wind of us which of course, I saw. We packed the house up and moved to Rochester, New York. Rochester was a beautiful place. We went to the town gatherings, and celebrated the holidays. I actually saw snow and I loved it.
The Swanson's changed their last name to Swan. I decided to keep my last name but added Swan to the end. They thought it would be better that way to help keep them hidden from Aro. Of course, I was always searching to make sure that I didn't miss a vision. I never miss a vision.
I love those three vampires more than my life and I would do whatever it takes to keep them with me.
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I know this chapter is short, but I wanted to get some of Alice's history to you. There will be more to her story but that's for another chapter and I'm not sure when that will be.
I hope y'all enjoyed this chapter as much as I did writing it.
Until next time. Take care of each other and stay safe.