Chapter 1 (Red Eyes)
Hello Everybody. As a special thank you to all my fans who have read, reviewed, followed, and added my story (The White House Sanctuary) to their favorites and/or community lists, I am releasing a revised version of this fanfiction. I contacted a lovely person named 'I Can Kill You With My Brain' who a long time ago messaged me volunteering to beta my story and remove the spelling errors. Since this was by far the biggest criticism about my works I am happy to announce that will be the case no more!
So if you are a new reader, old reader or re-reader, enjoy the experience of a girl over coming great hardship and finding strength through those around her, and within herself…
Without further ado, I give you 'Sanctuary'.
P.S. All spelling revisions were done by 'I Can Kill You With My Brain' and I would like to give her a special thanks for all the work she has done!
Here I am, running, just running, from the only family I have ever known.
"Can't you do anything right!?" my father yelled, hitting me.
Why me, Isabella Swan? Why must I be put through this? What have I done?
"I hope you plan to clean up the spilled water, you bitch! First you kill Renee, and then you make a mess." He hit me again.
Oh, that's what…
Yes, I killed her. When I was born there was a mistake and she died, and it was my entire fault. It's my fault Charlie is now drinking like this. It's my fault, and I deserve it…
Charlie kicked my ribs and a shot of pain ran through my body. I could only think of one thing: I had to run!
I quickly ran to the door and out of the house. It was very late, and being only seven-years-old I didn't know what dangers might lurk in the forest. I knew only that they could not be worse than the ones in the house.
So here I am, running, just running, from the punishment I deserve. The trees howled, and I could hear the howls chase and eat mice in the dark. I even heard a crow land on a branch, like my senses had become one hundred times more attuned. But I kept running. I ran till my lungs burned and my knees buckled, making me trip all over the cold snow and pine leaves.
"Why me?!" I yelled to the sky, my tears now flowing from my eyes.
"I just want to die!" I screamed, then heard laughter.
" … you're so young, but I could help you with that," said a sweet voice coming from the trees. A woman stepped into the moonlight, and I gasped. She was beautiful! She had a cat-like stance and red hair. The only part of her that proved she was dangerous were her dark RED eyes. I didn't think twice as I ran to my right.
"Aha ha, ha, ha, ha!" The monster in human form laughed from each side of me. One second I would see her to my right, and then to my left the next.
"What are you!?" I screamed to the now-chuckling laughter that came from all over.
"Why, have you not guessed?" she asked as the laughter died down. Then I tripped. No, I didn't trip; something cold grabbed my leg, tripping me.
"A vampire," she whispered not inches away from my face. I knew not to scream. No one would hear me, and if they did they would not bother to help. So I ran again. Faster and faster, taking in breaths as if I was drowning. All of a sudden the scenery changed. It was no longer trees but a field, and at the end was a big white house.
Go to the house,I thought, and ran to the front porch, opening the door and running in. I fell on the white carpet, knowing that I could not run anymore. For some reason the vampire didn't follow me in and I felt safe. Safer than I had felt in years. I caught my breath for a few minutes, and then got up to explore the house. I knew from the look of dust it was abandoned. There was a living room with couches, and the biggest TV I had ever seen. The kitchen was awesome too. I walked up the stairs and saw a long hallway. I walked down it, looking at each room as I went. The first looked like a library. It was full of books, and even some scrolls! I looked over some books that were two hundred-years-old. There was a big desk in the center, and behind it was a wall. Just a wall. But it had marks and picture hangers on it.
I moved on to the room across from it. That one was a bedroom. It was so big! With paintings on the walls, it seemed like the type of room that royalty would live in. I moved on to see another bedroom with another big TV and lots of video games, and on the other side a make-up kit! The room across from that was very pretty, with a book shelf and a huge closet that held numerous clothes. My favorite part of each room was the giant window that was the entire back wall.
I walked into the bathroom, and found hair products, shampoo, and conditioner. I turned on the water, and pulled out a towel and put it on the side of the tub as I stripped off my clothes and let the warm water wash away my pain and worries. When I was done I went into the clothes-full room and put on some pajamas. Then, getting sleepy, I went to the last room.
When I opened the door I found myself stirred by a faint sent. I walked in and found it was not a bedroom but more like a living room. It had a black leather couch with a small gold blanket and pillow. It had that same glass wall, and lots of CD's with a CD player. I plopped in a CD and listened to a soft melody come out. I looked at the CD to see that it was Debussy, Clair de Lune.
I went to the couch and curled up, falling asleep smelling that amazing sent.
The Vampire's P.O.V
I watched the little girl go into an old house, and was about to follow her when I caught a sent.
It was faint, but you never know how territorial they can be, or when they are going to come back. I thought for a second before deciding to leave the girl. If she wasn't killed by the other ones, I would come back for her when she would be more of a treat. I headed up north to find a better meal, but knew that I was not about to get that girl off my mind.
Thank you for reading the first chapter of the revised version of my second fanfiction. The next chapters will be posted soon and I encourage you to comment, review favorite or follow for more updates. If you would like to have a look at some of my other stories please feel free to go to my 'Authors page'.
Another thank you to this stories Bate 'I Can Kill You With My Brain'. I encourage you to leave her a positive comment for all the work she had put in and have a look at her works as well!
Thank you for reading and supporting me, Olga George.