The Whitlock Twins (Bella and Edward Story)

Chapter 2: We are going in together

Bella's POV

  Mama said that Jasper and I would be able to have freedom now. So what did we do? We went and enlisted in the civil war. Chance had always like the thought of fighting for a cause. The cause was not exactly what we agreed with but saving people was both of Chance's and I's best interest. I enlisted for a nurse with a made up age of twenty-one and Jaz enlisted for a soldier with a made up age of also twenty-one, though I knew he would go far. When we told mama, she cried. She didn't want to lose both of her children. I reassured that nurses didn't get killed hardly ever. She was a little more pleased but worried for her son so much. I knew that mama would worry about us for as long as we were away. We had three days until we were to leave.

   Chance and I tried as hard as we could to be placed as close as possible. We got lucky when his platoon got to have five nurses go along with them. Within those five nurses I was picked. I got to see how Chance climbed the ladder quickly. A Year later he finally got appointed to a Major. I was so proud of my little brother. Chance and I had just had our nineteenth birthday. I also knew with his high ranking would heighten his chance of survival, or so I thought.

  The day after, his squad got deployed to Galveston, TX. He was gone for a week. When his squad came back he was not with them. I freaked out but then remembered that he said when he was appointed that he would have to stay an extra day or so. I calmed down until two days later the General cam into our tent and asked to talk to me alone. The General told me that Major Whitlock had not came back from Galveston. He told me that none of the other soldiers from his squad had saw him and that they declared him dead in the line of fire. I stumbled back into the text and dropped to my knees and I bawled. My brother, my twin was dead and so was I. I wrote my mother a letter and handed it to one of my friends to give to her. That night when everyone was asleep I stuck out of our tent. I went to the medical bay and grabbed a scalpel. I cut my wrist right where I knew the artery was. I knew that I was going to die and I accepted it. With in seconds I had passed out.

Third Person's POV
  After Bella had passed out a man with shaggy brown hair picked her up and brought her several miles south to right on the outskirts of Galveston. There was a wooden shack there with a makeshift bed inside. The man took her into the building and bit her three times. Once in the neck, once in her right wrist, and once in her left ankle. When he knew she was in too much pain to register the other bites he bit her multiple times on her shoulders, arms, neck, torso, legs and feet, to make it lool like she was a vampire that had went through many of battles and won. The man left knowing she could never know who created her. Three days later Bella woke up after her heart stopped beating and the pain subsided. What have I become?

Bella's POV
 
   When I woke up no one was around, but I could see everything from the dust, dirt, and pollen in the air, to the individual fibers in the wood. The first thing I did was look at my wrist. "What the hell", I said as the place I had cut my self was now healed and there wasn't even a scar. But there were other scars. They were bite marks and they were tender when I touched them. I then realized I was cold. My skin was white and sickly looking. I could only imagine what the rest of me looked like. I looked around to find that I was in a little shack. As I took in my surroundings I felt a stinging like a burning in my throat. When I went to stand up I did it with minimal effort and there was a fluency with how I moved. I went to move over a step and within seconds I was on the other side of the room. "Woah", I said. I still felt the stinging in my throat so I moved outside pushing the door open, the door came off the hinges and flew, landing on the ground about ten feet away. I was almost scared of my own strength. I was confused on what had happened to me until a second later the wind shifted and I smelt the most irresistible scent ever. My throat was on fire now and my instincts kicked in. I ran and stalked a small group of three people. I lunged at one grabbing him by the throat and sinking my fangs into his neck. The warm blood flowed through my mouth and calmed my throat that was now a mild sting. I killed the other two people the same way. When I was finished I sat down and dry sobbed for what seemed like hours. I didn't need to guess now I knew what I was. A vampire.