imagined it to be torturous however it hadn’t felt like that at all. A senseof peace and calm now overwhelmed her.Smiling, she soon remembered what had happened. Thinkingsystematically, Bella tried to decide what to do next.
I’m a vampire. I’m anewborn vampire.
Which means what, she heard her conscience ask.
Which means I’m unstable and I drink blood, BLOOD!
Rather than confuseher further, her internal conversation she had just had had alerted her tosomething that had always repulsed her, blood. The Cullens, the manystories and Jacob’s fears had all confirmed to her one thing, vampireswere blood drinkers. No matter how moral the vampire was, they alwaysdevoured blood, even the vegetarians.Feeling no hunger, Bella was far from complacent. She had seen thehunger strike before, it possessed you, even the strongest of vampires fellto the pull of feeding. Desperate to do the honourable choice and resistfeeding as long as she could, Bella knew that it was impossible and if shewas to become overwhelmed by the hunger, than it was best if she wasisolated from humans. A shiver passed through her at the thought of sucha thing. Nonetheless if isolation meant her not murdering humans thenisolation was her only choice.Taking one last look at the house, she washed her mind blank beforeracing away towards the mountainous region, which she had heard waswhere the Cullens used to hunt. Speedily climbing the rocks, she reachedthe top of the cliff-like area. Surrounded by animals, Bella hoped that herfirst kill would be easy. The sun began to set, its red rays illuminating the sky before beingreplaced by the night. The moon gradually became evident, bringing withit an array of glowing stars and a chilly breeze. Mesmerised by the stars,she found herself acknowledging that she had never seen such naturalbeauty; her human sight had done the world an injustice. The choppywind that usually would have caused her teeth to chatter had little effecton her.Quickly time passed, soon she had waited an entire day yet the hungerhad still to appear. Pacing around, she remained always vigilant. Apassing deer mixed with the wind, causing its scent to travel to whereBella was. Expecting such a situation to end in a fast kill, she wassurprised and frustrated when she felt nothing.
Yeah it’s a deer, so what,
she thought. Another day passed and it was swiftly becoming clear thatthe hunger was either waiting or there was something wrong with her.Perhaps she was only attracted to human blood? Maybe it was a certaintype of animal that she liked? Or maybe she didn’t like blood at all... the