`Sweet Surrender -Open-

[prue]

This vampire was very much a nomad vampire, though she was the good sort. Her full name was Prudence Olivia Watson; a vampire aged three hundred and fifty two and turned at the middle age of forty five, travelling on her own. The age in which she was turned was both a blessing and a curse after she was turned, the blessing being she had a family; a husband and a daughter, even a baby grandson. The curse was that she was turned at an older age than most vampires in her world, she was forced to live eternity out in a body that was aged. Prue had decided to look on the positive side, knowing that her family line lived on and it had not ended with her if she had died or changed at a youthful. It had been a very sad day when her daughter passed, she would often watch from a distance, watching her grandchildren grow up to marry and have children, then for them to have children. It made her dead heart swell. Even three hundred years later she was very maternal and very much a family woman.

Her history is one that is long and vast but seemly uncomplicated, but she had aged in times where life was much uncomplicated and her role in life was to bear her husband’s children and be a perfect mother. Prue was born on what she was sure was 1752 or was it 1762. She could not be sure of the true date; her human memories were pretty sketchy. One of the memories she did remember was that she was nineteen when she was married to a man ten years older than herself. The man named William Matthew Watson had become her best friend, but she just never fell in love with him like she should have. Prue had given him a daughter; Amelia Rose Watson, their only child and was she such a beauty in their eyes. Prue had two still born sons and several miscarriages, it was upsetting but her husband was not in need of a son, though he expressed his wish for his name to live on in some form, though she imagined this was not the way he had been thinking.

At this moment in time Prudence was caught up in her own thoughts staring ahead never blinking. Her current location was in the middle of Forks forest sat in a tree on a low branch. If only a vampire could sleep, she would enjoy the dreams. Prue did miss the sleep and the ability to be able to dream and forget the rest of the world as she drifted to another world. Coming slowly out of her trance, she looked around as the darkness in the sky faded to welcome another new day. She was seeing a brand new day start and a new chance to watch the sunrise she loved both as an immortal being and when she had been human. The sunrise was a beautiful thing to see. Every morning Prue would find a place to watch such an event, even if she was running between places. Today she was sat on a tree branch; this was her chosen spot to watch such a natural beauty. The sun had raised now, the clouds soon covering it up the early sun, and the sparkle upon her skin was minimal. Prudence was dressed in another simple outfit; it consisted of a pair of jeans, a dark blue top completed with a dress black jacket and black stylish heels. Silently she stood up and started to walk at human pace, it was if she was walking through a dream, she could see every single little thing through her crimson eyes, smell the scent of the forest.

Prudence was on the move from town to town just looking for somewhere to lay tracks for a short while. She did hunt humans, but not all nomad vampires were evil, Prudence had a sense of comfort knowing she only hunted worthless human beings who did not deserve to live in this world. She hunted mostly criminals; their blood was not the best in the world however they provided the substance she needed to maintain her control over her hunger. It had taken so long not to want to kill everything that had a beating heart and blood running through its veins. At this current moment in time, her eyes were a very bright crimson colour and stood out greatly against her pale complexion. Prue had hunted only the night before in a large city and kill two people who were beating a poor teenager, but she made sure was discreet, after all she did not want to draw attention to herself and have the Volturi on her back. It could be said that she had a very nasty streak to her, in which she would play with her food and let them run thinking they would get away. But of course they never got away from her; she always won. As she walked a snail of a human pace, something caught her attention. A scent and a sound; Prue was suddenly very alert and alarmed.

[anastasia90]

Anastasia had always been told to stay close. Don't go wandering into the woods. The Cullens were trying to keep her alive. But what could a little bit into the woods do to her? It wasn't like she was going deep into the thick of the forest. And she definitely didn't think she would ever be in danger in this small town.

No, Anna had no intention of venturing far. It wasn't snowing, but it was chilly outside. Dressing that weekend morning, Anna dressed simply in a sweater and black jeans and a pair of black flat heeled boots. Easy to move in and yet perfect for the weather.

Once actually outside, Anna could feel the bite of the chill. It wasn't bad, but enough to keep her lucid. She was aware of everything around her with every step she made. She had no idea where any of the Cullen family members were. There was no telling. It was a weekend with no school and the sun was threatening to break through the light cover of dreary clouds in the sky.

A breeze picked up as she reached the edge of the woods. It hit her from behind and blew her hip length chestnut brown curly hair out in front of her. She put her hands up to subdue the locks and managed to pull the hair down and tie it into a loose ponytail that was bound at her right shoulder.

Taking a breath, Anastasia stepped through the line of trees. She was just inside the forest, and close enough to the house she could scream and be heard by anyone inside the walls. She took a few more steps and found herself in front of a giant log from a tree that had fallen in the last storm. Climbing upon the wood surface, Anna sat down, making herself comfortable on the nature-made bench.

It was quiet and peaceful. It was roughly nine in the morning. She found that she could think. But not all thoughts were desired. What had happened to her parents in Italy. The guy that was going to kill her but ended up letting her go. Alice bringing her here. Learning of everything she thought was fantasy being real. She thought about everything she faced since her parents decided to go on vacation to Volterra. Her life had been completely up-heaved.

Why her? Why did all of this happen to her? Was the thoughts that raced through Anastasia's head. Couldn't she have a normal life? No, she would forever be different. She knew more than any of the humans in her school. She held secrets and burdens no teenager should hold. And she didn't want to carry the weight.

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[charles]

The soft click as a safety is flipped on,

It was a sound that Charles hated, allot. it meant that he would have to return back to the daily drawl of life, allow Charles the shop owner to return and take controll of his life. He hated that this was the fourth night since he had begun his forest hunt that he had failed to find a target. Still crouched behind a bush the frenchman flicked up his night vision goggles as the sun rose before running through another check of his equipment, 6 flashbangs, a pair of smoke grenades, and enough ammo to supply two soldiers. Grinning Charles silently stood up to take a careful look around...

"Ya rien de nouveau ici..." he whispered under his breath, nothing had changed since he had taken cover, the motion sense in his hand had not stopped blinking but that was to be expected from such a sensitive piece of equipment, it picked up everything from insects to that of an owl at he glided silently overhead. Moving silently Charles then climbed onto a nearby rock ledge before ducking down behind another bush. He'd been doing this for many nights now, the files he'd stolen from the Rennard Noir coven had said the woods around here were very active with supernatural activity and Charles was now ready to exploit that, he was itching to get his first North American kill. As the sun rose Charles let out a sigh , looks like this night would be no different.

Suddenly the motion sensor began to vibrate softly, indicating that something big was on the move, turning towards the indicated area and crouched down before bringing up the rifle. With the goggles he could see a small girl making her way through the forest. That was odd given how early it was. Maybe something would happen after all Charles thought before flicking the safety off.