1952: midnight, somewhere in the midwest
"Ma'am," a Southern voice without a beating heart interrupted my stare into the glass of water. "I do believe we're supposed to meet."
"Are we now?" I looked up to gaze into the amber eyes of the Southern stranger. He sat down, without permission, and clasped his fingers together, and leaned forward so we could talk. "And how would you know that?"
He turned slightly, nodding to the woman who beamed and waved. The girl reminded me of a pixie with soft features and short hair. She had a similar color eye as the man in front of me. I knew though when I looked in the mirror, my eyes would be blood red. At that thought, I felt sick. But in a second, a feeling of calm floated over me.
"Tell me, stranger," I tilted my head a little, "how do you know we're supposed to meet?"
"She knows the future. And she saw you in my future." I barked out a laugh, rolling my eyes and standing up. "I'm Jasper Hale."
"Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Hale. I hate to tell you but I'm a lone," I shrugged, lowering my voice, "vampire."
"Miss. Elizabeth Krass, I have been looking for you for four years now." My smile dropped at my name. I haven't used the name Krass in years. I turned around again, looking into the eyes of Jasper. "And you, ma'am, if I may be so bold, are not a lone vampire."
My eyes flickered between the man in front of me and the woman, sitting eerily still in the corner of the room, staring between the two of us. Finally, I looked at Jasper again and nodded slightly.
"Prove me wrong, sir." He smirked, standing up.
"My pleasure, ma'am."
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in the eye of a hurricane (j.h.)
FanfictionIn the nearly 200 years Elizabeth Hale has been alive, not once did she think a human could hurt her. But Bella Swan comes in and threatens to ruin her entire family. There's a piece of her that knows this is just the beginning.
