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Chapter 1 – The Stolen Past and Furtive Change

The burning. The never ending burning. With each laboured breath I took a new wave of pain was sent crashing through my body.

36 hours.

For 36, long painful hours, I had been lying on that forest floor writhing in pain. I never screamed though. No, I never screamed because I knew that if I started I would never stop.

The only thing left for me to do, to try and distract me from the pain, was to think. Think about what would have happened if I just went to Aro about Felix. I knew Felix could not keep his restraint for any longer, to not take me for himself. Of course every vampire was like that after they had one sniff of my blood, all there self control was either lost of severely tested. I knew if I went and told Aro about Felix's lack of control he would have been kept away and I would not be here lying on the forest floor twitching in invisible pain and turning into the one thing I hated the most in this dismal world. A leech. A bloodsucker.

A Vampire.

I grew up with the Voultri since I was a small baby. I was stolen from an Italian hospital from my mother. I never knew my her or my father. The only parent figure I had ever known was Aro, and there was no love there. Every time he looked at me I saw a glint of something in his eyes. I thought it was love for a while but no. It was lust…. hunger. I learned this on my 13th birthday when I was taken away from my room and taken to Aro. He told me all about why I was taken away from my parents and how I was to be used as a slave, or more importantly a blood slave. Every since then I was locked up in my room. Some people would call my room a teenage paradise, with a flat screen television, my own high tech computer and pretty much anything I wanted. I wouldn't have called it a room. I called it a jail cell.

I was taken away because of my blood. God, I curse my blood. It was the most delectable, tasteful blood ever to have walked the earth. It was like heroin to the vampires. Well that is what they say. They said I should feel lucky for having such a 'gift'. Gift. I wouldn't call that a gift, I would call it a curse.

Every night I was taken from my cell to my vampire masters. Long gashes were engraved into my forearm and my blood was poured into jugs, they liked it fresh. No one else was allowed my blood, only Aro, Caius and Marcus. Felix had looked after me my whole life for he was designated my body guard to protect me from other vampires and was always a friend to me when I got lonesome. But following my 13th birthday he would stop looking at me directly and he would often sniff me when he thought I wasn't watching. I could tell that was when my blood was finally getting to him, I hoped it wouldn't stop us being friends but back then I was childish and immature. I didn't know the threat. I tried talking to him on various occasions, yet he still ignored me. After a while I gave up but I still missed him for he was my only friend in that barren place. When I got older I realized the effect I had on him and left him alone.

Years past and I still kept away from him but it wasn't easy for he had to follow me everywhere as my personal body guard. On my 17th birthday, after 5 years of trying to ignore me, Felix finally lost his control. He took me from my room and ran away from Volterra, through oceans and forests, over mountains and valleys. After a day of running he stopped and laid me on the ground. We were in a beautiful clearing with flowers around it. How appropriate, I was to die in the most beautiful place I have ever seen. Ironic. I looked up and see Felix leaning over me. The moonlight dancing across his skin like diamonds. He was not one of the best looking vampires in Volterra but he was still handsome.

I knew my death was coming and he wasn't so mean to drag it out, but for some reason I wasn't scared. I hated my life, for all I was was a blood slave. Death never scared me, for I never really wanted to live. My life meant nothing to me for I have really never lived it. I had spent my whole life with the undead never knowing what it was like to see a real human. The only real humans I had ever seen were the ones that were being led to their death. When I was growing up I never even knew there were humans until one day I saw them being led in by Aunty Heidi. That was the day Aro told me about the humans. I would never forget that day. Humans were monsters, destroyers of peace and harmony, they weren't to be trusted.

Felix bent down towards me and nuzzled his head in the crook of my neck. I heard him take a long deep breath and if I was a flower. Enjoying the bouquet he liked to call it. I knew my death was coming soon. He leant back again and I caught his eyes in a stare. They were deep black with hunger and lust. He breaks the stare first to impatient to wait. He had waited for over 5 years for this moment and he wasn't going to wait any longer. He leant down once and kissed my neck. He licked from the bottom of my neck all the way up to me jaw. He moaned for the first time. It was a sound I knew I was never going to forget. He placed his lips on my neck once again and whispers,

"God you're so beautiful, Bella. You don't know how long I have waited to do this."

He kissed my neck once again as if in apology and as I take in my final breath he plunges he teeth into my neck. My breath left my lungs in the shape of a sigh. My life was finally over; I could at long last be free of this gloomy world. I could hear Felix's moans over my breathing. At least one of us was enjoying our time. Even though I could still feel the pain in my neck it didn't bother me knowing that pain would soon become non-existent. He froze and sat back up on his knees, blood dripping from his mouth. He tilts his head to the side as he listens to something. I see a panicked to look come into his eyes. I hear him say "Damn! Stupid Culluns." And then he runs off, leaving me lying on the ground.

That was when it started, the burning rushing through my veins like wild fire. It spread from my neck all through my body. 36 hours from then and I was still laying there in that meadow. The pain was now gone from my hands and feet, but it was getting hotter in my heart. Soon enough the only heat left in my body was in my heart. My heart and breathing were speeding up, racing each other towards the finish line. I take in my final breath as all my self control is lost. The exhale was an ear piercing scream, but I could still hear my heart takes its final beats.

Thud, thud, thud.

Silence.

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