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I walked out of my house that I had bought when I first came to Chicago to go to work. I had gotten a phone call that a Miss Elizabeth Masen was now in labor, and her actual doctor was on vacation with his family. It was her first child I was told. She wasn’t due for another half hour, so I was almost jogging to the very near hospital at a human pace. How I envied ones who had families. I erased the thought from my mind. I did not enjoy thinking about that subject. It pained me.

It was past dusk. If it wasn’t, I would have needed to make an excuse as to why I couldn’t work. No one wouldn’t not be shocked to see a beautiful man shining like diamonds walking down the street.

I got to the hospital and rushed to the room, smiling at nurses who waved at me. She was screaming in agony when I had gotten there. The baby was arriving earlier than expected.

I ran to her and began the procedure of taking the baby out. When I took the baby out I looked at it.

“It’s a girl.” I announced. She was an adorable baby. The cutest yet. I wrapped her in a blanket and handed Elizabeth her fragile being. “What will you name?” I asked, truly curious.

“Well, Edward and I had decided that if it was a girl we would name her after me, and if it was a boy, we would name it after my husband. We wanted to name one of our child’s after one of us, so the first one out would be. Her name is Elizabeth. And her middle name will be Valeray. That was her great, great, great, etc., grandmother’s name. She had lived in the 1700’s. She was a very magnificent person. At least, that is what was her daughter said, and she passed it on to her daughter, who passed on to hers who did the same, and so on. Although, for some reason. No one has ever named anyone after that wonderful woman. But I will. Elizabeth Valeray Masen.” She announced proudly. The entire time she was speaking, she was looking down lovingly at her child.

I smiled. “Would you like me to tell your husband?”

“Yes please.”

“Nurse, would you please go find Edward Masen and tell him he can come in. Do not tell him anything though. Let us make it a surprise. That’s always fun, right?” I smiled down at nurse Mary.

She gaped at me for a few seconds, and then as though realizing it, blushed. I smiled wider and ushered her to go fetched him. The poor fellow must be desperate for the wait to end.

He entered the room, following after Mary with an anxious expression, which turned to over joy when he had seen his beautiful daughter, his first child, his little girl.

“Elizabeth! How was it? Are you OK? Is the baby OK? Is it a boy or a girl? When can we bring it home? Can I hold it? Can I see it? There was only one right? What did you name it or them? Why did it take so long? Why aren’t any of you answering me? Did something happen? What’s going on? Why am I rambling like a fool…?” Edward “rambled like a fool.” He was very anxious and happy

“It was fine, I’m fine, the baby’s fine, it’s a girl, we’ll have to ask when we can bring her home, you can hold quickly before she has to get washed, you’re looking at her right now, there was only one, her name is Elizabeth Valeray Masen, it took long because it hurt, no one was answering you because you never even took one breath while you spoke allowing nobody to answer you at all, nothing happened but her birth, what’s going on is what you see is going on, and you’re rambling like a fool because you’re very happy right now.” Elizabeth had answered every question he had asked without hesitation very calmly.

I grabbed the baby and handed her to Mr. Masen. His face lit up the second he held her in his arms. I let him hold her for about a minute before I said I had to get her cleaned.

As I walked down the hallway with little Elizabeth in my grasp, I looked down at her. She really was a very beautiful baby. She takes after her mother. Who knows what she could accomplish?

I entered the nursery and began to unwrap her out of the blanket that – by now – is filthy with the blood all over her. I washed her until she was entirely clean. I put a new blanket on her after drying her, and looked at her, making sure nothing was wrong.

I smiled, and she giggled, which made me chuckle softly. She slowly lifted her hand up, as if reaching for something, and then disappeared from view.

My eyes widened. She was gone. I grew frantic. Where had she gone?!

I twisted around in circles, darting my eyes every inch of the nursery. ‘What happened?’ I sniffed around for her scent, or anything that might indicate where she might be.

I ran to the door and flung it open. I smelled the hallway for anything. The first smell that hit my nose was that of another vampire’s. The scent was still very strong and fresh, so it just passed by recently.

Running in the hall – at a human pace, of course – I dodged anyone who passed by and got in my way. When the nurses would try to get my attention I ignored them completely. I wasn’t ever as rude as this in my life, but I couldn’t let anything happen to little Elizabeth. I had to find her before it was too late. I had to!

The scent lead me to one of the garage basements for building 2. It started moving. The scent started moving. And at an impossible speed, even for me. But I kept chasing after it. I was sure it was the vampire that took her. What else could it be?

I found myself in a narrow alley near the hospital. There stood four vampires, one of them sinking their teeth into little Elizabeth. Blood ran down the fragile being and hit the floor in a drip drop motion.

Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop.

She screamed in anguish.

If you’ve ever heard a baby scream, you know the ear-splitting sound of it. It’s worse than the sound of a loud whistle. The kind that’s so high, only people under 50 can hear it, unless they have a superior hearing. The kind that makes cats and dogs hide under the first thing they can fit in. But that’s just the normal kind of scream a baby would make, a scream that a baby would make if they were hungry, or just made a “surprise” in their diaper. No, this is a scream a baby would make when they’re actually in pain. Not their first shot kind of pain, but a pain that would make the bravest, strongest, most fearless, and feared of human man scream like a little school girl. Well, times that by 100 for me. Or any vampire, for that matter.

The blood running down her glistened in the moon light, which was but a crescent in the night sky that was surrounded by a few scattered stars.

It smelled delectable. I licked my lips, but restrained myself. I knew how to control my need for blood after all those years of practice.

The boy drinking from little Elizabeth looked up from her and straight at me. He smirked, licked his lips, and then tossed (key word being TOSSED!!!!) at a young lady with long honey brown hair, near the same color as the boy’s.

“Would you like a taste, Doctor?” The boy asked, mocking me I could tell.

“No thank you.” I answered with gritted teeth, “playing” along.

“Oh, that’s no fun. Come on.” The young man smirked, obviously knowing I would never do such a thing. I didn’t answer him. “Humph. Well, I’m Randy, this is Paisley,” he pointed to the young girl holding little Elizabeth, “this is Victoria, and that’s James.” He said, pointing out a red-headed women and a man with brown hair.

“Carlisle Cullen.”

“We know. I just wanted to get rid of this killer, so if you don’t mind.” He tried to shoo me away, but I was not going to go anywhere without the baby. I stood my ground.

“Killer? This is preposterous! She’s a newborn! She probably doesn’t even realize that she’s blinking! Good god, are you insane?!”

He scoffed. “Hardly. Though, I cannot believe you do not know who this baby really is.” He took a step forward.

“What are you talking about?” I said through gritted teeth.

“Ha! You really don’t know who she is! Ha, ha!”

“Yes, well it would be nice to know what in the world you speak of!” I yelled. My temper was flaring tremendously, which very nearly never happens. Today is a rare day.

I took another glance at little Elizabeth. Her heart was slowing, but tensing up rapidly with pain. She was still screaming. Blood continued to flow down her, softly shining. Soon it would be too late to save her.

“She’s a vial witch, destined to wipe out the entire vampire population! That is why we must rid of her!” He said with determination in his eyes. I looked to the others with him. They all held that same look, as if it was etched in their features.

“I don’t care if I die, as long as that child lives a long life.”

He narrowed his eyes. “Two out of one isn’t so bad, right?”

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