Blood Singers..

Prologue...

Many years ago, my father would always tell me to be-careful on what I dream about, because sometimes those dreams will come true.

First Dream:

I would grow up to be a world wide famous rock star, that came true.

Secong Dream:

Try to play drums, coming true.

But on the third dream, I didn't want it to come true.

Third Dream:

I'm in the woods, strolling in the dark. Alone. Until I heard this branch snap and these demon eyes lashing towards me. All I could think was

'I'm going to die!' 

But I didn't some how the pain went away, three,maybe four long days later. The pain in my throat was an anguish, like it was on fire.

I stood up slowly and carefully, and caught a scent, it smelled delectable, so I took off following the trail, until I noticed my sudden ability to run at such a fast speed. Getting over the moment I leaped towards the deer, dug my teeth into it's skin and sucked the blood out. Every last drop.

By the time I was finished, I noticed all the blood stains all over my clothes. So I ask myself, what am I? Is there more people capable to do what I have the ability to do? Do I go back home?

That last question stuck in my head for awhile, what about Edward, Alice and everyone else. I stood there mentaly planning what is going to happen, what everyone will believe, how people will react.

I can't live a life wothout Edward, Alice or the rest of the Cullens. They deserve a easier life. A life full of freedom. A life together. Forever.

After my menal planning, my pain in my throat had gone down, now would be a good time to see the Cullens. They know what has been happening to me, i'm sure they would love to live a few more centuries, explore the world. I'm so sure of it!