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twilightsagasworld · 12 days

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(The man ) Garrett x Reader

(Requested by @twilightlover2007 )

Part 1

“Single file line, please! The ground is still very wet and slippery”, the bustling of very small toddlers and a single teacher trying to keep them all together was a sight to see at the Forks Museum. (y/n), a young pre-k teacher had finally gotten to take her small class of 10 children to the museum after weeks of waiting for parental approval forms to be brought back. It was the middle of winter and living in Forks meant that there wasn’t alot for a pre-k teacher to come up with to entertain the little ones. The museum was the cheapest option, and guaranteed that the small children would be entertained by the many artifacts and attractions that surrounded them. An aquarium would have been a much better bet, but the nearest one was out of state and very expensive.

The small group of teacher and students were on their way to the minivan bus that (y/n) had organised when a small hand tugged at her winter jacket, “Miss Johnson I have to make a sissy!”, (y/n) knelt down to the boy’s height, “Okay Troy, but let me make sure everyone is buckled in first and that the nice security man can look after them”.

After that was all organised and the museum security agreed to watch them, (y/n) grabbed small Troy’s hand and guided him to the bathrooms inside the museum. They didn’t take long before exiting the girls restroom that (y/n) noticed the boys untied shoelaces, “Oh, just a second dear, let miss Johnson help you tie your laces…”

It was a small gust of wind she noticed first, a glance to her left told her that the doors and windows were shut, leaving no room for cold air to pass. She stood up, “Miss Johnson, my-” “Hush”, her tone left no room for a word, she stepped in front of the boy and felt his small hands cling to her leg. She took a steady look around them, they were in a darker part of the building, and the light above them was flickering randomly. Another gust of wind past them, this time with enough force to blow her hair in her face and make the small child yelp.

“Who’s there?” her voice seemed so quiet all of a sudden, almost out of pure instinct as if to hide where she was. She took a look back down to the boy but was met with bright red eyes the second she looked back, “Hey!” she yelped, taking a big and clumsy step back, careful of the child clung to her. The scruffy-looking man in front of her gave her a wry smile, “My my, aren’t you a pretty thing?”, she scowled. He stepped forward, dark bags under his eyes making their strange colour stand out so much more, “Stay- stay right there…” The man took a step closer, “But you smell so good… Its been driving me crazy for days!” he made a dramatic gesture. (y/n) was so so frightened, frozen in a state of shock she could barely feel the shaking hands around her leg, but the boy’s crying snapped her out of it, and like a mother hen she snapped around and took the boy into her arms, holding onto him for dear life. The man stopped in his tracks, staring alarmedly at the crying child in her arms, (y/n) took her chances, not knowing if they were slim, “Please… don’t hurt us” she pled through her own tears now, her body seemed to be going haywire since this man showed himself like all her senses were telling her she was the prey and this red-eyed man was the predator.

The man said nothing, trying to reclaim his facade, he grumbled and sighed, his eyes darting between her and the child. He waved them off, and without thinking she ran, ran until she was at her van and told the security what happened, all the same trying to comfort a child in distress as the authorities arrived ten minutes later. Parents were called too, and most showed up not too long after the police, led by Charlie Swan. (y/n) was in such a state when she told them what she explained to the security, a tall, rough-looking man with red eyes had shown up out of nowhere and tried intimidating her and most likely worse. Chief Swan had the museum swept through and found no trace of such a man. “Go home, get some rest and tomorrow you come down to the station and we’ll take it from there, aight?” With nothing else she could of done, she drove the rest of the children back to the school and with the school already knowing what was up, she left them in the care of another teacher as she was sent home at just past noon.

(Y/n) locked all her doors and windows and distracted herself with a scalding shower. With no desire to eat or do anything else, and stressed beyond measure, (y/n) put on her cd player in the living room of her small one-story house and ploughed herself down on her coach, heavy blankets following.

She didnt sleep well that night, red eyes filling the dark corners of her living room…

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twilightsagasworld · 12 days

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Hello! I'd love to see Garrett with a human mate. She's a pre-k teacher and perhaps he stumbles upon her while she's with the kiddos with one clinging to her leg(I have one like this 🥰). Please and thank you!

🥰😭i love Garrett! What a creative request✨ keep an eye out the next 2 days✨🙏

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twilightsagasworld · 13 days

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PSA

I need two people to Beta read a new fic Im starting for Twilight; I need ship suggestions, name suggestions for my main character (female) and if she should become a vampire and what tyoe of ability you guys would like to see her have and if she should even become a vampire or not.

Here is a summary so far:

Title: "Whispers in Twilight: A Twilight Fanfiction"

Summary:

"Whispers in Twilight" is an enthralling Twilight fanfiction that follows the journey of OC, a deeply introspective and devout teenager, as she grapples with her inner conflicts and faith-based values upon discovering the existence of the enigmatic Cullen family.

When OC transfers to Forks High School, she is immediately intrigued by the enigmatic group of students known as the Cullens. As she unravels their supernatural nature and delves into their complex lives, OC finds herself entangled in a web of curiosity, danger, and unforeseen desires.

As she navigates the challenges of high school and the captivating world of the Cullens, OC's heart is drawn to a mysterious person whose identity remains shrouded in secrecy. Their connection deepens, challenging her beliefs and pushing the boundaries of her faith. OC must confront her own prejudices and question the principles she holds dear as her feelings intensify.

Caught between her unwavering devotion to her faith and the allure of the unknown, OC embarks on a personal journey of self-discovery. Along the way, she forges unlikely alliances, unravels long-held secrets, and faces formidable adversaries.

"Whispers in Twilight" explores themes of self-exploration, faith, and the universal struggle of choosing between the familiar and the unknown. Join OC as she unravels the mysteries of her heart and navigates the shadows of her own desires, all while trying to maintain the core values that define her.

Thank you✨ kindly leave your email below or in my submissions box.

#twilight fanfiction #twilight #the twilight saga #eclipse #breaking dawn #fanfiction #bellaswan #bella cullen #edward cullen #alice cullen #carlisle cullen #rosalie hale #jasper hale x reader #twilight x reader #beta reader #original character

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twilightsagasworld · 15 days

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Paul x Reader

Imagine

Requested by @littlemissvenom0

It disgusted you to a deep degree, and Leah had warned you long before you started dating that Paul was a loose guy, never being able to fully commit to something.

It wasn’t that your relationship even felt real. Paul was incredibly distant and avoided doing anything that put you two in the same space for too long. Like he was some royal who couldn’t even entertain the idea of mingling with poverty.

You were again reminded of this when you and Leah hung out today. The weather was cloudy and the remnants of earlier rain was still around, making everything wet. You and Leah were out in the forest near the river border of the tribal grounds.

“I don’t understand why you just don’t break up with him, (y/n). You guys haven’t even acted like a real couple for months”

You sighed while rolling up your vest sleeves, shifting your position on the damp clump of rocks you two were sat on. Distant laughter was in the background, coming from the Black residence.

Leah’s head turned to you, waiting patiently as you puffed your cheeks before letting the air go.

“Yeah, I know, I know… “ you took a pause, tossing a pebble down to the river below you, “I geuss I just hope he’ll come around before I do decide to break it off”

Leah rolls her eyes, “I can’t believe you’re holding on to some slim piece of hope that he’ll maybe turn into some prince charming or whatever, its not”

You frown slightly, “You obviously don't think I should''. Your cousin gives you an exasperated expression, “All I see is him flirting with every girl within a few feet of him, while you stay back all embarrassed all the time, it's getting frustrating and I keep having to listen to him think about it everyday. You have to do something about it”

You look away, biting the inside of your cheek as you listen to her talk. Truth be told you knew your relationship with Paul could only go one of two ways, either you break up with him, or he miraculously turns from his ways and realises how much he actually loves you, if he even does love you.

“You’re right Leah” you stand up, pulling your cousin up with you. “I think it’s time I have a serious talk with him”. You two make your way to the Black residence in a matter of minutes, just as the rain comes pouring down around you.

You and Leah made it just in time to see Paul getting it on with a brunette you absolutely didn’t think you’d see again. “Isnt that Jessica?!” You hear Leah from a few feet behind you. You couldn’t believe it, Paul knew you didn’t like Jessica at all, she was as pretentious and bratty as they come and seeing Paul make put with her under Billy’s porch roof just triggered something in you.

Your breathing got heavy, a heat like you’ve never felt before started spreading though your veins, Leah’s eyes got wide and she called for Sam who came rushing out of the cabin, Quil and Embry on his tail.

“Hey! (Y/n), calm down!”

Sam was standing a bit back. You couldn’t focus on him right now, steam was pouring off your skin and you winced and yelped as you felt your skin and bones move inside you. Leah rushed away from you just in time as you recklessly shifted into a medium sized salt and pepper toned wolf. You stumbled as you threw yourself off balance and landed disgracefully in the muddy grass. No one moved, Paul had already started making his way down when Embry held him back.

You didn’t wait to see or hear what was going on as you stumbled and ran into the forest, Leah’s hollering voice yelling for you to wait and come back.

•••

“ I thought she didn’t have the wolf gene in her?!”

“ I know, im pretty sure everyone here thought so”

The wolf pack, along with Billy Black all crowded Billy’s small living room. The rain was still going hard and you had left the grounds 10 minutes earlier. Sam and Billy were in a heated talk.

Paul threw his hands up,and pushed himself out of the chair, “I’m going after her-“ Leah grabs Paul’s arm, “No way! You think she wants to look at your ugly face right now? You’re the reason she turned !”

Paul got in Leah’s face, but she wasn’t intimidated, “What did you just say?!”

“Enough!”

Sam’s authoritarian voice broke them apart and a silence filled the room, albeit tense. Billy cleared his throat and spoke to Sam, “I think you should be the one to go look for (y/n), she trusts you, and you’re the only one who could handle another accident”

Paul huffed and stormed out, no one bothered to stop him.

•••

“(Y/n)!”

Sam had been searching the woods for hours, but it was futile, he didn’t think she’d have gone so far from the reservation.

Sam shifted into his wolf form as a last attempt to find her.

He stood still in the dark forest. Listening.

Help

His ears twitched to the front.

Paul

Help

Its so cold

Sam didn’t hesitate now as he ran forward towards the mountains. Wherever (y/n) was, she was in trouble.

It wasn’t long before he reached the base of a mountain, rain falling hard around him and mud splattered through his wet fur. He stuck his nose to the ground as he took a deep sniff, letting the aromas and smell of the forest drift through his senses until he latched onto a sweeter scent, perfume. He followed the scent, leading closer and closer to a rushing river where he finally found her.

(Y/n) was back human now, and unfortunately in the nude as far as Sam could tell. But he acted quickly, coming to his senses as he rushed to (y/n), laying half in the river and on the riverbank. As gently as he possibly could while in his wolf form, Sam pulled her completely put of the river. Her body had turned from a tanned olive to pale and sickly. He brushed past the fact that she was bare and pawed at her to wake her up. Moments later her eyes fluttered open slowly, she looked sluggishly up at him and struggled to push herself up as best she could. Sam laid flat to allow (y/n) to slide herself onto his back.

•••

Leah rushed out of Billy’s house as soon as she heard Sam’s thoughts. The rest of the pack behind her.

They all gathered outside as Sam came jogging through the treeline, still in wolf form. A pale body hung onto him and he came to a still infront of the group. Paul ran forward and scooped (y/n) from Sam’s back, pulling her protectively into his body as he and Leah entered Billy’s place.

Billy motioned for them to take (y/n) into Jacobs old bedroom as he rolled to a linin closet and took out heavy blankets to give to Leah. “Thanks Billy” Leah took the pile and pushed Paul out of the bedroom, he looked offended but didn’t push it and went back into Billy’s living room where only Sam was waiting, now human and dressed in jean shorts.

Billy sighed, “Leave her be for now, go home” Sam nodded and moved to leave, Paul stayed sat, Billy stared pointedly, “You too, Paul”. Paul stayed put, leg twitching, “No way, not until she wakes up, I have to see her open her eyes Billy”. Not wanting to make a scene Billy let Paul be.

•••

(Y/n) didn’t wake up that night, or the next day.

It took a week for her complexion to return.

And when she did wake up, Paul was by her side, tear uncharacteristically streaming down his face as he grabbed her hands and kissed them.

(Y/n) frowned, “Paul?… where am I?”

“You’re at Billy’s place, you were asleep for a week, I thought… “ Pauled rubbed his eyes, “Forget it, how do you feel?” He let go of her hands as she sat up, she popped her back, no longer bare as Leah had gone to fetch clothes for her.

Paul stepped back, guilt covering his face. “Whats that look for Paul?”. (Y/n) sat on the edge of the bed, sluggish and confused.

“Im so so so sorry (y/n)…”

Her eyes went wide. This was a Paul she had never seen before. She kept quiet.

“I screwed up by doing what I did, but it was because I was scared”

“Scared?” She gave him an umimpressed look.

He nodded, “Believe it or not, I thought I could push you away because I was scared of what I was feeling for you, I never expected it to happen with you”

She frowned, standing up slowly and steadily, “What? What didn’t you expect Paul?”

His words froze her in her place.

“I imprinted on you (y/n)”

And apparently that was all it took for her to collapse back on the bed, tears coming to the front.

She struggled to find the words, but Paul seemed to hear what she was thinking.

Paul spent the better half of the night explaining to (y/n) what happened, why it happened and why he did what he did. He got a scorching red hand print on his cheek by the end of it, along with a heavy scolding. But not forgiveness. (Y/n) explained that she couldn’t forgive him right off the bat, although his intentions were understandable, he did wrong by her and to her by what he did with all those women, especially Jessica.

She needed time.

And Paul gave her that, without a word against it.

•••

It took (y/n) 3 months to fully forgive Paul.

Another 4 months to agree on dating.

And all the while Paul was respectful of (y/n)’s wishes and compromises.

Leah gave him an earful telepathically and verbally almost every chance she got.

But by the end of the year, they were happier than they were before. Although their relationship was far from perfect, and they argued still, they were happy. Paul no longer went out of his way to apite her and make her jealous and (y/n) put her foot down alot more.

Leah held a grudge against Paul a bit longer but eventually gave in.

Sam and the pack helped (y/n) integrate into the wolf pack and train her.

For now, all was well.

•••••••••••••••••••••••••

Thank you dear reader.

And thank you to littlemissvenom0 for requesting this.

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twilightsagasworld · 17 days

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An edit made.... Also... Hiiii, im back

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twilightsagasworld · 19 days

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Hey my love, can you do a imagine where basically reader is Leah’s cousin and she’s dating Paul, but Paul tries to push her away by flirting with other girls and then eventually making out with her enemy in front of her, and the pain causes her to shift. But they assumed the reader was a normal girl, so maybe have like sam discover her in the woods whimpering as she’s in pain and she’s embarrassed. And Paul can hear his thoughts and then hear the reader and goes to apologise and explain?! Sorry I hope that makes sense!!

Hey my lovely!!!! Im on it! Sorry for the 3 years hiatus, but im back in control after losing access to my account❤️❤️❤️ keep an eye on the blog for Saturday to see your imagine

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twilightsagasworld · 3 years

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An edit made.... Also... Hiiii, im back

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twilightsagasworld · 4 years

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Comfort after loss

Cullens comforting you after your father’s death

It started when you noticed the little things they left for you, flowers and the small smiles you would receive walking by them in the pale hallways. When you heard the inevitable news, you knew the world had lost the brightest ray of sunshine it had ever had. Dr. Cullen was the one who told you that your father passed away. His injuries were too severe and he had not gotten to the hospital in time for Carlisle to have done anything. You were lucky though. A minor concussion and four broken ribs along with a punctured lung, you were on the verge of death but Carlisle felt compelled to turn you, for your father would’ve wanted you to live on. You agreed. Your father had always rambled on about how the world gained it’s brightest star the day you were born, and that he would be damned if you didn’t outlive him. Technically you didn’t outlive him. But you weren’t dead either. You couldn’t have it in your heart to be angry with your situation, it was made by good intentions and you weren’t one to be sour about such matters. Of course, it did take you months to only begin processing your loss, but the Cullen’s did their best to help you, you especially appreciated Jasper and Edward’s abilities, you would go to them for emotional support when you couldn’t voice what you were thinking and needed to feel something other than dour. Dr. Cullen became like you second father and he would be the one talking you through everything. Rosalie and Alice would often brush your hair and paint your nails while you all gushed over silly things. Emmett became the big brother bear you always wanted and he would always go out of his way to make you laugh.

You were turned in Northern Alaska, and moved to Forks with The Cullen’s. It’s been two years. You felt like your life was finally being pieced back together and you gave all your thanks to your new family, without their comfort after your father’s death, you wouldn’t be the (y/n) you were today. So when the anniversary roled around for the second time, you felt contempt, you had accepted that you where stuck at seventeen. You had accepted what happened. And you accepted that you could move on. July the fifth would no longer be a day of mourning, but a day of celebration, celebration of the life your father had and the amazing memories you had with him.

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twilightsagasworld · 4 years

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can i request a carlisle x male reader? :o something angsty but with a happy ending!

By all means! 😍😌

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twilightsagasworld · 4 years

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Edward x Renesmee (NOT INCESTIOUS)

requested by @aneffervescentsnail

The sun was nowhere to be seen today and it was raining, the pitter patter pulse on all of the windows forming the perfect setting for Renesmee to read her latest book, Jasper had given it to her on her birthday and she instantly got invested in it. It was so lovely, the hardcover was one of the child’s most cherished artifacts and she not once put it down, not including to sleep of course, but even then it was tucked near her on her bed.

At The Moment, Renesmee was was sitting on a chair by a window in close proximity to the piano and reading. Bella observed her daughter, she was always in awe of how enthralling Renesmee could be, she was angelic, and would always provide a helping hand around the house, no matter the chore. A smile pulled on Bella’s lips, she was grateful she had her daughter, all seemed perfect with her around. It wasn’t a long time before she felt Edward step alongside her. “You should teach her more piano, Edward, she likes it”, Edward slipped his hand around her waist, his voice mimicking her’s in softness, “Not today, maybe tomorrow, she’s enjoying her book”. Bella grimaced and looked up at him, “Edward, you’ve been sidestepping her since the altercation with the Volturi”, Edward shook his head, and let out a lament, “Bella, I haven’t been eschewing her, it’s just I-“, “Been busy?” she cocked a brow at him. Edward knew he was caught, “I can’t explain, it’s just, since the confrontation, I didn’t know if the outcome would’ve ended in war, and the thought of never seeing her again… Bella, it was like that time I left you, I didn’t want to put you in danger”. Bella crossed her arms, she could understand, “Edward, Renesmee has all of us who can and will protect her, hell, Jacob never leaves her side, the only reason he’s not here today is because of tribe duties” she said and she put a hand on his arm, Edward nodded and countered, “You’re right”.

Edward voiced his daughter’s name softly, “Renesmee”. She inclined her head slightly towards him, but kept her eyes on the book. Edward peered over his shoulder at Bella and raised a brow. ‘Don’t look at me’ she mouthed and jutted her chin towards Renesmee. Edward rolled his eyes and swallowed the venom in his mouth. Lifting his eyes from his daughter and across the room. An idea formed in his consciousness once his eyes caught sight of the piano. He took a seat on the piano bench and hovered his fingers over the ivory, peeking at Renesmee quickly. (Play the track) The first notes came swiftly, but still conducted a soft sound. Renesmee didn’t react. Edward’s fingers slipped over a few higher notes before playing what would be the key melody. Renesmee didn’t look up, but her eyes didn’t move over the pages either. She was listening. Edward held back a smile as he continued to play. The melody was becoming a bit louder and profound. Renesmee didn’t recognise this piece her father played. She began drumming her fingers lightly against the chair as the tempo took on a cheerful tone, finally letting her curious eyes see what they wanted. Edward offered his daughter a smile as he played, he moved over a bit so she could sit beside him. Renesmee bit her cheek before making a decision to join her father. Edward was just beginning to slow down to form the conclusion when she sat down. He turned his body slightly to Renesmee as his hands left the keys. He smoothed down her hair and said, “I’m sorry to have treated you so poorly, you wouldn’t mind if I make it up to you?”, his daughter gave him cheeky smile, her eyes reflecting the light from outside. Edward returned it and adjusted his position to face the keys again, “Then let’s start practicing, we have many a pieces to catch up on”. Renesmee gave an enthusiastic nod which caused her hair to bounce gently, she placed her hands as her father instructed and played accordingly. She had caught on to the melody quickly, but Edward was not surprised, she was like that. Always paying attention to the smallest detail. He watched his daughter play, seldom helping her when a note was played mistakenly. He thought himself a fool for neglecting Renesmee. An utter fool. But Renesmee did not hold grudges for very long, needing only a genuine apology to dissolve any ill feelings towards someone. She was a pure and kind child, and everyone knew so.

Bella watched from the doorway with Esme and Carlisle as Edward and Renesmee disregarded the world around them. Favouring to bond and practice. Carlisle rubbed his wife’s shoulders affectionately while Esme and Bella shared a smile. Things were returning to the way they were meant to be. Edward had seen the error in his ways, and he was attempting to right them. The trio stayed and watched for a while more before silently and happily giving the duo privacy.

For the rest of the day and night music filled the Cullen house and the ambience grew light and warm, and not one person was seen without a hint of a smile.

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twilightsagasworld · 4 years

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Lowkey slay

#quileute tribe #quileute #twilight saga #twilight carlisle #twilight #the cullens #Quileute land

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twilightsagasworld · 4 years

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Headcanons for being Carlisle's platonic!mate? I know they're not a thing in twilight but I can dream. Thanks! ♡

Whoop whoop yass! Just to be sure I don't misunderstand you, platonic as in a friendship type of way or platonic as in : "A platonic soulmate is someone you can be your true self with. Finding someone you can show your naked, honest, true self to is an extremely rare connection to share with another person" way?

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twilightsagasworld · 4 years

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twilightsagasworld · 4 years

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Female (witch) reader x Victoria One-shot

requested by : @soggy-enchilada

“Fishbone, Gillyweed, Wasp tail…” my mind wondered off, I furrowed my brows, something was missing, I looked around the area of my porch, ah, found it. Off to the side there was a basket filled with forget-me-not’s , I took a hand full of them and tossed it into the small cauldron on the steps of the porch where I sat. I lived on my own deep within the English forest in a rather small cottage, there’s a small village about a three day trip away where I trade potions for food and other supplies. The village was quite fond of me, they didn’t seem bothered by my status as a witch, though I think it has more to do with the help I provide for their ill and dying then anything else.

The potion I was currently stirring started bubbling from the unseen heat I provided with my abilities and I knew it was ready to be poured into viles. As I slowly poured the concoction into the first vile a figure dashed into the area about ten metres from me, I finished and closed the vile and placed it in an empty basket and stood up stalking towards the figure. It was a redheaded woman, pale as snow and rather beautiful, and come to think of it, her beauty and pale frame reminded me of a doctor who I met years ago.

The woman looked feral and wild, and I noted how peculiar her eyes were, “How rather interesting your eyes are my dear…” I said, my voiced laced with no fear and only curiosity. She took a step forward, she was a few inches taller than me, though I am rather short of stature. Her eyes scanned my face, her head tilting side to side gently, as if inspecting me, I sucked in a breath and licked my lips, her eyes followed the movement, “C-could I be of assistance to you? Are you lost…”, a name came to my mind, it seemed only right to call her by this, “…Victoria?”, she stopped her inspecting, head jerking quickly to make eye contact, “My name, how do you know it?” , I tucked a peace of my hair behind my ear, and made a small roll of my shoulders, “I know every person I meet, call it a…Very good intuition”, surprisingly she smiled faintly, I think, it appeared so when her lips twitched slightly. I gestured to my small cottage, “Can I get you something to eat or…” I took a look at her eyes again, remembering the doctor I met all those years ago, a cold one he was, his eyes were an unusual colour too, though I remembered something about how having a certain diet affected his eyes, so I assumed Victoria did not eat as a human did, “… Nevermind. A deer perhaps?”, she shook her head, “You know what I am” , I nodded, “A cold one, I’ve met your kind before, a doctor. Would you like to come in?”, she looked over my shoulder towards my cottage and nodded, I smiled at her, “Lovely, come along then!” I turned and trudged to my home, Victoria close behind.

Victoria surprisingly kept around for a few months, disappearing every so often to feed, I asked her to stay away from the village I frequented and she obliged. But tragedy struck on one of those days. Victoria was gone and I was picking herbs for my latest creation when I was the unfortunate target of a bear, apparently it was a mother protecting her young and I had come to close for comfort.

Two days I laid on the forest floor, slipping in and out of consciousness with blood matted and pooled around my hair and body. The mauling had happened so fast I couldn’t react in time to protect myself. The pain was excruciating and I wanted nothing more then to be dead.

Victoria must have found me, because when I woke again I felt more alive than ever, but there was a gnawing burn in my throat, like someone thrusting a hot iron down it, I sat up and almost gave myself whiplash by doing so. My eyes darted across my room and I noticed things I’ve never noticed before in my life, I could make out the faintest details of the wooden walls and could see every particle of dust in the air, my eyes focused on the corner of the room, “Victoria..”, my voice came out hoarse, but I noticed it sounded lighter than before, cleaner in a way, alluring, even to myself. Victoria looked frightened and relieved at the same time, I wonder if she would have cried if she could. I lifted my hand and within a second the lovely redhead was by my side and grasping it with her own. I searched her eyes, now that I really gazed into them I could see a thousand emotions within them, her right hand came to rest upon my cheek, I noticed how the cold of her palm didn’t bother me at all, come to think of it, I could hardly feel the coolness of it, I frowned, “Am I?...What am I? Am I like you now? Why does my throat burn so, Victoria?” the questions flowed one after the other, and Victoria looked guilty, “I’m so sorry (y/n), I had to change you…When I smelt your blood I knew you were dying and I had no other choice, I wouldn’t lose you, not now that I’ve found you” she sounded anguished, I think my heart would’ve leaped out of my chest, I realised what I was and I smiled at her, showing her the love in my eyes, “Oh Victoria… I’ve grown oh so fond of you, it feels like-“ “Fate” she finished my sentence, I nodded, “Fate, yes”, and for the first time in this life Victoria’s face changed into one of utter joy, she laughed and I joined her, the energy around us was buzzing and radiant. ( play the audio) Victoria stood up and dragged me with her, “Let’s go, you need to feed (y/n)”, I happily obliged, I felt fully content now, here, with Victoria, “Race you” I picked up the front of my dress and shot out of the cottage, Victoria chased me, our laughter echoing throughout the forest….

‘ I held your hand and felt complete, as you turned and said to me, from now on, you and me, we will be’

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