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I did my best to not drink human blood. I had so many blood noses as a child, a slight change in temperature, a small bump to my nose and I would be set off like a volcano. I hated it, I couldn't participate in sports or trampoline birthday parties, my parents wouldn't allow it. I think they would be proud of my "vegetarian" diet. I hunt day, of course in hidden valleys, and night, deer are my favorite. The first day I drank from a living vessel I knew what I was and I vowed to still become the "person" my parents would have wanted.
Living as far away from Italy as possible was a safe bet. I had heard about the Volturi, the all powerful vampires who ran the show, unforgiving, cold, and callus. I knew I was not one of them, but I also knew that if I encountered trouble I would be far away from their rain of terror. Learning of them was my second major fear after becoming a vampire, my first was coming to terms with my lackluster future, no family, no job, and no love of my life. I had to attempt to dive head first into the world of the supernatural. As a human I didn't even like horror, whether it be supernatural or serial killer. This was a new world I was apart of, one I never wanted to learn about.
The place I was resting in was a small cabin in the middle of a thick and lush forest with enough animals to keep my hunger satiated. I wasn't apart of a Coven and I wasn't actively jumping at the opportunity to join one. After the Coven that destroyed my home, I viewed them as monsters with malice and ill intent, and now I was one of those monsters. When I heard of the Cullen Coven who faced off the Volturi and lived on, I was baffled. The all consuming force of the Volturi was taken out by a mere coven? It went against everything I had learnt. I had heard this news from one of the only other vampire in the small town in England where my cabin was close to. The vampires name was Bonnie, she had been a vampire for five decades, young compared to others but old compared to newborns. She was turned when she was brought to hospital at 20 years old, suffering from a car accident, there was no way she could have sustained her injuries. Her doctor was a Cullen who deemed her to be important enough to live on as a vampire, she wasn't apart of the fight with the Volturi, but was close enough to hear the aftermath.
"Y/N! can you believe it?? a fight that ended in no deaths." although Bonnie was older than me, in terms of age she had turned and how long she had been a vampire, she still retained more childlike wonder and excitement than I had ever seen, even from kids in my school. I hummed in response, she usually talked enough for the both of us.
"It's just so interesting! I knew Carlisle was a strong vampire, but his family must be very strong as well." I fully tuned in at that sentence, family?. Vampires don't have families, they have allies, comrades in a war of blood, but not family bonds.
"Family?" I was surprised I worded my confusion, usually on our hunting trips I remained silent, focused on obtaining my dinner. Bonnie turned silently to me and smiled.
"of course!" she added no further explanation and I didn't push. The texts I read on vampire connections never mentioned that one could become deeper and bloom into a family dynamic. I spent the rest of that hunt quiet and confused. With that new information my home seemed too small and constrictive, I made my decision then to visit this "family" coven. I left Bonnie a note and told her to contact me if needed, I didn't love to use phones now, what was the point when I had no one alive to contact. I didn't disclose my specific location, she could find me if she really needed. I also refrained from mentioning the reasoning of my new adventure, to see if I could find vampires who still had a warm home and close family. I wasn't thrilled to leave my cabin, but this was a pressing question, one I needed answered. The trip was long, Forks was far in terms of miles, but as a vampire there wasn't much I needed to pack.
The trip across sates was boring, a few cows, fauna and various other animals were eaten. I didn't talk to anyone, kept to the shadows to keep my skin in check, another wonderful thing about being a vampire, no sun. I used to relish in the feeling of warm rays on my freckled skin, now not only are my freckles are gone so is my ability to sunbathe unless hidden. You become a "supermodel" when turned, it sounds perfect, and when I was human I would have adored that possibility, but what sucks is you are viewed higher in society, people talk to you for attention, they are starstruck by your looks, never fascinated with your personality, and you lose the features that remind you of your family, while you can still remember them.
Luckily when arriving in Forks I realized that there was no sun here, all clouds and a gloomy feel to the atmosphere. I removed my hood, this was the first time, aside from when I was alone in my woods, that I could have my face in the daytime. I breathed in the air and sighed, OK so Forks was a pretty good place for vampires, no wonder there was a whole coven here. I walked around with no purpose. There was a slightly nice feeling of comfort as Forks reminded me of my home back when I was human, a small flat with my mum and dad, a cold place in England, but from what I can see and assume, it was warmer than here.
There was a high school I ended up across the road from. Few cars were parked in front, not surprising since this was a small town with undesirable weather. I passed from the school and made my way to the woods, my new home until I was satisfied with my answers.