Blessed Are The Dead || Carlisle Cullen

Chapter One

Forks. The small town which Constance was scheduled to drive through in exactly 2.5 miles. She wasn't planning on staying. No...never staying. Not in one place. Not in Forks. But someone...fate...or destiny...or something like that drew her in with the start of a fatal accident.

Constance ran a hand through her thick brown hair, trying to read the large and old map that sat on the wheel of her rusty old truck. A deep sigh escaped her lips and she aggressively pushes her glasses up her sharp nose with aggravation. 2.5 miles to Forks. That is where she would stop for gas. Her blue green eyes flicker from her map to the large red 'E' that her little gas meter was pointing to. Now, Constance had driven across the whole country. Making her way from a small town in Ohio, all the way to Washington. People would call her a bum. But she called herself a nomad. She knew it was dangerous to take her eyes off the winding roads. But she couldn't get it through her damn mind that she needed to look. Just look. But looking could have changed her life. For the good in some minds...but for worse in others.

B A M

It happened so fast. Like lightening. First the startling sound of screeching tires. The next a flash of glass flying through the air. And lastly a ringing in her ears before it all went white.

White. Not black. Not dark. White.

"Alice. Please."
Carlisle reprimands calmly,
sitting at his large mahogany desk as he quietly shuffles through papers.

"I am quite busy. I can't have you playing tricks with me again."
He states, his golden eyes glancing over the crisp white paper.

"But Carlisle I am not lying this time! Please believe me!"
Alice cries with frustration. The petite, pixie haired brunette storms out of the room, running into Jasper who quickly took her into his arms without a word. Alice knew what she saw. Lately, she had been messing with Carlisle, trying to get him out in the social world. Meet young ladies who would fancy him. She would tell him these elaborate lies about visions, like his mate being in the bar down the street. Or how his mate was lost wandering the city. It was all fun and games until she realized that she was the Girl Who Cried 'Mate'.

A sudden rush of adrenaline pumps through Carlisle's body and he quickly stands, each vampiric sense heightened at their peak. He didn't understand why this was happening...everything was seemingly normal.

"Doctor! Young woman, twenty two years old in a car accident. Fatally injured. We could lose her. The ambulance is bringing her over now." A red headed nurse shouts from the hall as she quickly prepared a place for the new patient. Why was he reacting this way? He still didn't understand. He simply brushed it off as 'doctor's intuition' since he knew that he would need focus to save this woman's life. Alice gasps at the nurse's words and looks to Carlisle frantically.

"See?! That's her! You believe me now, don't you?!" She calls as Jasper quickly escorts her out. Alice was usually very gentle and sweet...but when this kind of thing happened, she couldn't stand to be brushed off. Paramedics push a woman inside the hospital on a stretcher. The scent of blood immediately hit Carlisle. What the hell? He never smelled blood like this. Never in his entire life. It was coursing...singing to him. As the whole Cullen family knew, Carlisle had impeccable self control. But this blood was different. It was the sweetest thing he had ever smelled. As soon as he caught a glimpse of the unconscious body that lay battered across the stretcher, he knew where it came from.

Mate. Mate. Mate.

She lay dying across the stained stretcher. Her blood tainting the sterile cloth. The apparent wound was a large gash on her right temple. The glasses on her face were shattered, but sat there crookedly on her nose. Her lip was busted open and pieces of glass were lodged in various places. Carlisle knew he had to save her. Whether it was medically or...through his bite. He wouldn't let her slip out of his grasp so quickly. Rushing after her, Carlisle gave Alice one last look before he shut the doors to the operating room.

Hey everyone! Sorry it was short, but I figured that was a good place to end it. Pictured above is Constance. Enjoy!