Chapter 1: Discovered

BPOV

Listen to: Waiting On An Angel by Ben Harper

My name is Isabella Marie Swan. Bella for short. Almost as short as my life was before it was traded for something different, better in some ways, worse in others. This life was different because I couldn’t be hurt by anything physical, but that leaves emotionally out of the picture. I lived alone anywhere I could find, and spent most of my days avoiding humans.

It had been two months since my life had been flipped up side down and burned (literally). It had also been three months since I had seen Charlie. I felt a pang of guilt. I was probably killing him every second I stayed away, but what could I do? Killing my father was not an option. I wanted to make sure I could make due with animal blood before I got anywhere near him.

It still hurts.

I glanced around me, looking for a distraction. That’s another thing I hate about living in the forests near Forks – there was nothing to do.

I sighed and decided to work with my shield. This was one thing I really did love about being a vampire – I got something to work with. I had discovered my shield about a week after my transformation, when I was still trying to fall asleep.

I looked down at my hands, mentally stretching and pulling at the paper-thin elastic that I knew only I could see. I could feel it too. I stretched it into a sphere around myself, extending it until it reached about twenty feet in diameter. Then I focused on smoothing it until it was flawless. Intensifying my gaze, I started to weave different strands around and through it until the entire surface area was covered, then I pulled them all taught in the same instant. I watched as my shield became a physical repellent as well as a mental one.

I was proud of myself. This was the tightest weave yet. I let it fall, my shield flying back to cling to my shape once more.

see, but I could sense it; kind of like a doctor holding an x-ray up to the light to see better.