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Disclaimer: I own nothing. All characters belong to SM. I am just going with an idea of what could have happened years after BD.

Hey everyone! Sorry for the long delay. The last couple of months have been completely insane for me. I am finally on the right page with my writing and I hope to be able to start knocking out chapters. With the rewrite of this chapter I wanted to go a little darker with Vamp Bella. Hope you enjoy. Also thank you to tiffanyanne3 for the beta.

I remember Edward telling me about his "rebellious" years. He would read the minds of his prey and only go after predators. I didn't have his gift. So along the way I know some of my victims were innocent, but that didn't stop me.

After running away from Forks, I didn't know where I was going. In the back of my mind, I was still fighting with myself over the reasons I left. Something was telling me I was wrong - that I should turn around and go back home. It was hard to fight the monster when my throat would burn. I didn't know how Edward did it when I was human.

My first kill is the one I remember the most. The burn in my throat was worse than the burn of my change. I had been running for days without feeding. I was somewhere in the middle of Canada. It was getting dark, and I caught the scent coming from an alley. Part of me knew that I should turn around and run, but the monster inside me was screaming for warm, thick, delicious human blood. He looked like he was in his early twenties. He was taking out the trash from a restaurant. I let my instincts take over just like I always did on my hunts. I snuck up behind him and heard a gasp as I pulled his head to the side and sunk my teeth into his neck. It was like human teeth sinking into butter. The warm liquid slid down my throat. I'd never tasted anything better and wondered how my family went without it. The monster inside me rejoiced. When the body was drained, I ran from the alley as fast as I could. When I finally stopped running, I felt like a mad woman. My bloodlust was at a whole new level. The monster was finally free, and all I could think about was my next meal.

I'm not sure how long I ran. Time meant nothing to me. Days felt like minutes just ticking away on an imaginary clock in my head. At night I would hunt and move on to the next place. It got to the point where I lost count of how many people I'd killed. I was a nomad. I never thought about what I was doing; I was surviving. With every kill, my bloodlust grew.

The nomad life was definitely lonely, but I wouldn't let myself think about my family. Somewhere along the way, I was able to block them from my mind. I would lose myself in the anticipation of my next meal. During the day, I would scope out the area. I found parks and alleys where I knew people would be at night. I could already smell their sweet blood and imagine the feel of their warm flesh as my razor sharp teeth pierced through their jugular.

There was always something insanely sexual about the hunt. The sound of a simple heartbeat, and how it would increase rapidly as I approached. Most never knew what was coming, but some sensed it right away; I could see the fear in their eyes. I found that I enjoyed the struggle even more. The faster their blood pumped, the sweeter the nectar was, so warm and satisfying.

I was never one to technically play with my victims. I didn't see the reason. I would rather go straight for the kill. There were a few, though. One night, it was a little past midnight when I spotted someone walking through a dark parking lot. He was whistling a little tune like he had no worries in the world. Something about him set me off completely. I purposely knocked over a trash can to get his attention.

"It's awfully late for such a pretty girl to be out alone," he called out to me.

"My friends ran off and left me. I forgot my purse and phone in the car." I tried to sound as helpless as I could.

"Where do you live? I could drop you off somewhere."

"I'm not really from around here." I stayed in the shadows as much as I could. I didn't want him to sense any danger.

"I know of a place you can stay." He was moving closer to me. "I just live down the street here. My buddies would love to give a nice young lady a place to stay for the night."

If I had been human, he would've made my skin crawl. I knew the end was going to be sweet for me. "I'd never want to impose." I kept my head down.

"Oh baby, you'd never be imposing." He ran a finger down the side of my arm. "You're freezing. I can warm you up real quick."

I looked up, and he froze where he stood. He instantly knew the tables were turning. I was no longer his prey. He was mine. I smiled as he started to step backwards. "I thought you were going to warm me up."

"I…" I could smell his smugness being replaced by fear.

"There are two ways this can go." I stepped closer to him. "You can run, but you won't get far. Or…" He never had a chance to blink before warm liquid was flowing down my burning throat.

Sometimes it was hard to believe that I'd turned into my worst human nightmare. What was odd about me was I still had my control. I could still remember who I was. Some nights I would tell myself that I needed to return home and beg to be part of my family again. I wondered if they would welcome me with open arms. But when I smelled the fresh blood pumping through my next victim, the monster would always win.

I knew from my experience with the Volturi that I didn't want to cause a complete blood bath in areas. It was too much of a risk to attract their attention. Of course, Aro would probably love my change of diet. I could just imagine him trying to recruit me into the Guard. I had to lay low. I would travel miles between feedings.

I had already been all over Canada and the Northern United States. I needed to choose a new path. I thought about swimming to Europe, but I felt it would take too long. My attention span wasn't much, and I would need to feed again before I got there.

I decided the south would be a good place to go. I knew to avoid Arizona and Florida since I wasn't sure exactly where Renee and Phil lived at the time. I wouldn't want to risk them being in the wrong place at the wrong time. I wondered how they were. If they were still happy. That only led me to think of Charlie and the rest of my family. I knew they were better off without me and what I had become.

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