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New Dawn

It is about 50 years after Breaking Dawn. Everything remains the same with the Cullen family, except I’ve added one new character to it. His name is Damien. Brief back story: He was made into a vampire in 1824 when he was 18. He joined the Cullen family after Esme did. The story explores the relationship between a 17-year-old girl named Mabel and Damien. We realize, almost from the start, that Damien isn't the only one with a secret. The pace progresses rather happily at first, but gets a bit dicey in later chapters. Reviews and criticism are very welcome and appreciated, thank you!

I’d like to apologize in advance for any mistakes in this story. If I get anything wrong, do let me know and I’ll do my best to fix it. Cheers. (And obviously, I do not own copyright to the Twilight series. Stephenie Meyer does. I just decided to write this fan fiction for the fun of it. I have the core of the story in my head – everything else, I’m just making up as I go along.)

9. Chapter 9 - Halloween

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The days flew by, and the next thing I knew, it was the end of the month. Damien could tell that something was up with me, but otherwise, I managed to act like everything was normal. Or as normal as things were.

It was Halloween and I was getting ready at the Cullens’. There was a party at the hospital which I was involved in. Carlisle would be there as well, so he offered to give me a ride. I had tried to convince the others to come along as well, but only Damien, Nessie and Jake accepted my invitation.

Amused that no one besides Edward and Alice had guessed that I knew their secret already, I decided to play a little game.

I was changing into a costume in Alice’s room while the rest of the Cullens were lounging about the house. I looked into a mirror and had to struggle not to burst out laughing.

Leaping down the stairs, I held my hands out in presentation. “What do you think?”

Everyone had stopped what they were doing and were staring at me in shock. Only Alice and Edward seemed to be entertained at the sight of me.

I was wearing a flowing black dress and a cape with a high collar. My face was covered with white cake powder and a in my mouth was a pair of fangs. I had trouble speaking around them.

“Er, who are you supposed to be?” Bella ventured.

“I’m the female Dracula,” I flapped my cape. “I’ve come to suck your blood!” I boomed in a Romanian accent and made a snarling face.

“Do you think that costume is suitable, dear…?” Esme said uncertainly.

“Are you trying to scare the kids at the hospital?” Jake interrupted incredulously, the bowl of chips in his hands forgotten.

I took the fangs out of my mouth. “No, you’re right. That was just one of my ideas, anyway.” I ran back up the stairs.

Ten minutes later, I came back down wearing tight leather pants and a top that bore my midriff. My hair was tied into two ponytails and in my hands was a wooden stake.

Again, I was greeted by dumbfounded silence. “I’m Buffy the Vampire Slayer! Apparently, it used to be a popular television series in the 1990s.”

No one seemed to know what to say. “It was Dan the orderly’s idea,” I volunteered.

“Yeah, I can see why!” Emmett chortled, which earned him punches from Rosalie and Damien. “What? I just meant that she’s going to have every male in that hospital, regardless of age, drooling over her. She might actually cause some poor kid to go into cardiac arrest.”

I pretended to ponder over his words. “Maybe you’re right.” I turned to Alice. “I guess I could use your help with my costume.”

“No problem.” She jumped up from where she was sitting with Jasper and we raced up the stairs together.

When we got back to her room, I fell onto her bed in a fit of giggles. I tried futilely to muffle the sound with a pillow. Alice had better luck than I did.

“Come on,” she said, pulling me up. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

Half an hour later, I descended down the staircase as gracefully as I could. I was wearing a pretty poufy dress with white gossamer wings on my back. On top of my beautiful curls was a delicate tiara and I was holding a wand. My shoes were a sparkling sight yet felt comfortable and my face was expertly done up by Alice.

“Wow, you look gorgeous, May!” Nessie exclaimed in delight. “What sort of fairy are you?”

“I am the Fairy of Good Fortune,” I sang and twirled around. “Alice made my costume.”

“So that’s what she’s been doing,” Emmett muttered.

“I think we’ve been played,” Jasper chuckled appreciatively. He and Emmett were in the middle of a very complicated version of chess. Jasper moved his bishop, which made Emmett scowl.

“You guys didn’t think I was gonna wear either of those outfits, did you?” I winked and walked over to Nessie.

“I love your costume!” I told her, admiring her outfit. She was dressed as a mermaid. A very exquisite mermaid.

“How about me?” Jake struck a pose. He was clothed in a wolf’s attire. “Very handsome,” I said dryly.

“We should leave now or you’ll be late.” Damien took my hand lovingly.

“Hey, where’s your costume?” He was wearing a black shirt and jeans.

“I’m James Dean,” he smirked. When I told him that he had to dress up for the party, he had scoffed. So I knew about his reluctance of dressing up.

I tsked. “This won’t do. I know!” I grabbed the Dracula cape that I had flung on the banister. “You can wear this.”

To hooting and laughter – mostly coming from Emmett and Jacob – he conceded with a tortured sigh.

“Alright, kids,” Carlisle jingled his car keys. “Time to go.”

“Wait!” Esme cried, holding up a camera. “I want to take pictures.”

We spent the next fifteen minutes making up ridiculous poses. I was having so much fun, I half didn’t want to leave.

But we said hasty goodbyes, piled into Carlisle’s Mercedes and drove on to the hospital.

The hospital looked like it was crawling with all sorts of different creatures. It was actually quite creepy how good some of the costumes were.

A few activities had been planned for the children who were unlucky enough to be stuck in the hospital. One of them was a skit that Susan had written. I, obviously, played the Fairy of Good Fortune.

After the little sketch finished, I flitted into each ward and sprinkled my “good fortune” magical dust on all the kids. Everyone was having a great time.

When I was done, I made my way to Damien. “Are you enjoying yourself?” I asked as I wrapped my arms around him.

“I’m enjoying watching you enjoy yourself,” he kissed the top of my nose. I made a face at him. He couldn’t fool me. Amidst my antics, I had seen him, Jacob and Nessie playing with the kids.

All too soon, the party was over. All of us piled back into Carlisle’s car and went back home. I was tired, but hugely satisfied and glad that I was staying over at their place.