Hello. My name Aurora. Or at least, that is my name now. After the change. I am a vampire. Bloodsucking, seductive, horrifying- a monster in a human's body. I live with one other of my kind. her name is (for the time being) Maria. We call ourselves Runners. We are both 16. We go to highschool in every place, staying for a few year, then moving to the seguinte state or country. Right now we are in Forks, Washington...searching for a group of vampiros who call themselves the Cullens. We hope to find a início with them and cadastrar-se their cult/family.
"Aurora, check it out..." Maria whispered to me as we aproached a large, white house. The house had large, vast windows on all sides. "This is what I've heard...about..." I said in awe. There was a yellow porche in the driveway. "Should we just...knock?" I asked Maria. "Seems like a good idea to me." She responded. We walked to the front door. Before we could extend our arms to knock, the door opened. "Hello?" Asked a short brunette girl with crimson eyes. She seemed new. "They aren't human!" She yelled. We looked at eachother. "Neither are you..." I mumbled. Immediately, a tall, handsome teen who seemed to be my age grabbed Maria and I, then through us on a large couch. "Who told you?!" He yelled. "We figured it out. We're like you." His golden eyes softened. "Sorry for overreacting. My wife, Bella, she is a newborn. We can't risk outside knowledge." He told us. It seemed odd that he was married. They couldn't be mais than seventeen. "We want a home. We live our lives running- like you. We want a family." Maria explained. Out of the shadows walked a man in his late twenties. "I am Carlisle." He said. "And we would amor a new addition to the family but..." He trailed off. "But we have enough to keep up with as it." Said a sharp, feminine voice. "Rosalie! This is not you're conversation." Carlisle said with a glare. She was beautiful. Blonde, pale, mysterious. "This is MY family." She muttered. I rolled my eyes. She must be tough to live with. "We will think about it." Carlisle said, examining us. "Come back in three days."
"Aurora, check it out..." Maria whispered to me as we aproached a large, white house. The house had large, vast windows on all sides. "This is what I've heard...about..." I said in awe. There was a yellow porche in the driveway. "Should we just...knock?" I asked Maria. "Seems like a good idea to me." She responded. We walked to the front door. Before we could extend our arms to knock, the door opened. "Hello?" Asked a short brunette girl with crimson eyes. She seemed new. "They aren't human!" She yelled. We looked at eachother. "Neither are you..." I mumbled. Immediately, a tall, handsome teen who seemed to be my age grabbed Maria and I, then through us on a large couch. "Who told you?!" He yelled. "We figured it out. We're like you." His golden eyes softened. "Sorry for overreacting. My wife, Bella, she is a newborn. We can't risk outside knowledge." He told us. It seemed odd that he was married. They couldn't be mais than seventeen. "We want a home. We live our lives running- like you. We want a family." Maria explained. Out of the shadows walked a man in his late twenties. "I am Carlisle." He said. "And we would amor a new addition to the family but..." He trailed off. "But we have enough to keep up with as it." Said a sharp, feminine voice. "Rosalie! This is not you're conversation." Carlisle said with a glare. She was beautiful. Blonde, pale, mysterious. "This is MY family." She muttered. I rolled my eyes. She must be tough to live with. "We will think about it." Carlisle said, examining us. "Come back in three days."
