Clara Cullen was extraordinary. Reborn into the hands of an evil vampire who plays cat and mouse and rejusting to life with the Cullen's is tough. The weight of being one of the most powerful vampires on earth is even more tough. But than she meets...
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"IN THE LAND OF THE GODS AND MONSTERS I WAS AN ANGEL LIVING IN THE GARDEN OF EVIL"
. . .
He made the perfect weapon.
She was cunning, always a plan spiraling in her thoughts. She held no emotions and for Charles it was perfect. It was tough at first, the girl felt to many emotions. It was an accident just waiting to happen. But over time he made her shut it out. And from there on out she had no feelings. She could kill and wouldn't feel any type of remorse. Not that she should've anyways, it was the food chain. Vampires ate humans, just like humans ate animals.
When she awoke from her transformation, he fell into her charm. He worshiped her innocent composure, he loved the colour of her hair and the way her red eyes clashed with her pale skin. He found her pretty as a human, a sweet sixteen year old girl that could dance. That was his favourite thing about her. She could dance and it intrigued him. But she was even more beautiful as an immortal. Her features made her exotic and fierce. And even from first glance you would feel uneasy, she always had the look in her eyes. The look of destruction.
His intentions were never to keep her around for as long as he had. His intentions were never to become so obsessive and controlling with her. He only intended on keeping her around for the attention he constantly yearned for and than when the time was right, he'd throw her away. He'd kill her and never give it a second thought.
Clara wasn't the first, or even the second. She wasn't even the 60th. Charles was evil, she knew it, he knew it. Everyone knew it.
But it was something about the girl, it was something he couldn't put his finger on. He just couldn't leave her alone. She couldn't be happy, not if he wasn't around.
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"I think I'm lost, is there anyway you could help me? I'm visiting with some relatives." The red head whispered, her eyes staying to the snow covered ground. It was dark out, close to 11 at night. It was easier to keep her eyes hidden closer to this time. "I don't suppose I could use your telephone."
