To Be Loved Again.
VAMPIRES ARE REAL!
That's all every human has been droning on about since my fellow vampires revealed themselves. In case you're wondering, yes we are the typical movie vampire. Only come out at night, fangs, mind control, blah, blah, blah; and as per usual humans have been going fucking over board again. Every single vampire movie, TV show, book, comic, song you name it, it's all resurfacing. Celebrities that are human are dressing up as vampires, celebs that are vampires are revealing themselves. Everyone seems to have taken leave of their senses with the whole thing. Music videos even are taking on a vampire theme, Lady Gaga has already picked up an award for best vampire themed video. Apparently Beyonce threw a bitch fit about it back stage, many of my fellow vampire still laugh hysterically about it. Whole thing is posted on You-tube, as a result Beyonce's popularity has dropped.
Everyone is still covering our 'coming out' if you will, and it's been five years now. TV, Radio, Newspapers, Magazines and for some reason trading cards. It's everywhere. I swear that vampires have just signed our own death warrant. Because as is always typical with this kind of thing, you get those for and against. Those against are demanding for your ever popular kill vampire weapon. Pitch forks, torches, crosses the works, some of them are so determined to kill a vampire that one had stormed into a press conference and tried to kill one of the Sheriffs there. Then there are those for, many of them are interested in being a vampires lay and food and somehow the term Fangbanger was invented.
Me? I find no interest in these Fangbangers, they are just idiots. Pretty much like myself when I was 17, way before vampires revealed their presence to the world. I had met a coven, and let's just say it ended badly, so through personal experience I keep all willing humans to be my donor away from me. Scaring them shitless is best. I have turned so many away that it is time to leave, why? Because they simply refuse to get the message, if I don't leave now I'll end up killing one of them.
I have recently purchased a bungalow, with basement for obvious reasons, in a small town known as Bon Temps. Located in Louisiana, and I will be there within a few days. Travelling by coffin, yes I know no need for the scoff or snort of laughter, can you blame me for not wanting to become a BBQ vampire special? I have been given the location of the Sheriff for that area, and in accordance with our new laws I have to make my residence known to him. His name is Eric Northman, and he is the other child of my Maker. Godric.
Godric...he is my Maker yes. But also the only real friend I've ever had, he has gotten the Sheriff post in Dallas. I warned him to be careful as there are other types of vampires down south that get a kick out of a war that's been raging for I don't know how long. To which Godric simply replied.
"Do not worry yourself Isabella, myself and many a vampire of our kind are aware of this war. We have already brought most of them to an end, they are unwilling to try synthetic blood. But I promise you, I shall inform you of anything the second it happens."
Godric turned me almost ten years ago now, on my 23rd birthday, and unlike their kind he didn't leave me. Hell Godric has been around since before Jesus himself was alive and has he ever forgotten how to use all forms of communication? No!
Just then my phone rings. Picking it up off of the coffee table I find that it is Godric, which I quickly answer.
[Godric – Italics Bella – normal.]
"What has you so upset my child?"
"Wondering thoughts brought me...them."
I didn't need to see his face to know that Godric was looking and feeling very sad now.
"You are so far above them Isabella, I wish you would see that."
I smiled softly.
"You know as well as I Godric. It is far easier to believe the bad than the good."
"And how I wish that wasn't the way."
"Anyway. How's Dallas? Everyone behaving themselves?"
"Yes as a matter of fact. How long until you move to Louisiana?"
"Tomorrow night I leave this town forever. Or as it currently stands anyway, though I'm seriously hoping that I'll never have to return."
"You should come to Dallas at some point."
I couldn't help but be playful.
"Godric. You make it sound like I'd forget all about you."
Another laugh from Godric.
"Hopefully that will never happen. Call me once you have settled in Louisiana, Isabella. I wish to know that my children are safe."
"Of course. Speak to you soon."
With that we hung up. Turning my attention back to the TV I find a Jerry Springer special on vampires and their Fangbangers. One woman going on and on about how it's a real relationship. I roll my eyes at the stupidity before turning the TV off.
An hour before sunrise I retire to the basement. The daylight hours, despite being in slumber, will be my last here.
Tomorrow night, I leave Forks for good.
A/N: Good/Bad? Don't worry you will learn the story behind how Godric came to turn Bella. Aiming to have Eric's view next. Meeting Bella for the first time, and there will be Sookie, Bill, Jason, Pam and the others in some form or other; and of course the Cullens too.