Chapter 1: Boring, Lifeless, Alone

I licked the last drops of blood off my lips as the body of the drained panther dropped from my hands with a muted thud. I stood gracefully as I wiped my hands against my jeans to clean off the dirt which I had gained from fighting the beast. I closed my eyes as the cool night air whipped against my face, making my brunette hair swirl around my face, and sending the trees into a shudder.

I sighed as I ghosted through the trees. My bare feet, not making a sound, guided me through the wilderness. The crickets sang and the wolves howled. I glanced up and the night sky. The full moon hung in all its glory, surrounded by millions of stars. I sighed again, my breath exhaling out of my mouth like a gust of wind.

I moved my feet at a faster pace when suddenly everything around me turned to a green blur. I sprinted for about five minutes, the moss being squashed underneath my feet, when suddenly, two robins flew past me. I froze in my tracks as I gazed at the robins, weaving in and out of the trees together, forming what can only be described as a dance. It was obvious that they must have been partners.

I cocked my head to the side as I considered this. When animals mated, it was for life. They do not look for another partner, ever. When vampires mate, it is for eternity. You know when you have found your mate, because as soon as you look at them, you want to submit yourself to them in everyway. Sometimes, two males will claim that one female is their mate, in which case they have to fight 'til the death. It is never that two females like one male, because male vampires are exceptionally stronger than female vampires. Or so I heard.

Male vampires are very possessive of their mates and are more dominant in their relationships. They do not even let another male look at their mate unless the other male is already mated. 75% of fights in the vampire world are males fighting over a female. And if you see one of these fights, you must never get involved.

As I was thinking, I recalled my life story.

I, Isabella Marie Swan, have been on God's clean Earth for 21 years and I have spent 4 of those years in by 17 year old body. How is that possible, you ask? Well, to put it simply, I am a vampire.

I do not drink human blood, but I live off the blood of animals. Ever since I was changed, I have tried to keep every shred of humanity that I can. I want to avoid hurting humans as I used to be one myself. I am pretty young for a vampire so I haven't had a chance to explore much; I have been kept in the confines of the forest. All the myths about vampires you have heard are not true. I do not sleep in a coffin or turn to ash in the sun. In fact, I do not need sleep at all, and my skin sparkles in the sunlight.

I hadn't realised that I had started running again until I came to my lake. I crouched and looked down at my reflection. My brunette hair hung down to the middle of my back in soft waves. My skin was incredibly pale and my features were perfect. My golden eyes gazed back at me and faint bruises were under them, proving that I had recently fed; I was the perfect predator.

I stood up, away from the river, and observed what I was wearing: a blood-covered ice blue cocktail dress which finished mid-thigh. I shook my head as I dived into the water, willing it to wash away the blood. I held my breath and submerged myself under the cold blue and shook my dress.

After an hour, I resurfaced and swan to the waters edge. I pulled myself up, out of the water, and rinsed out my hair, only then to lie down on the grass, gazing up at the sky once again until I was thirsty.

This was how I had been living for the past 5 years. This was all my existence now was.