Scales of Twilight[18+][ NEEDS EDITING. READ AT OWN RISK]

Chapter one: Under the moon

Tonight was just like any other night that passed me by; the full moon rose steadily in the sky as I looked up from the branches I perched on in relaxation. As many times  I've seen them, I admired nights like this. The beautiful orb in the sky, believe it or not, was much beautiful up close than far away, but that was another tale to think about at another time.

I was a creature who followed the wind, which usually sent me to places I hated in an instant, though this time, I resided in a gloomy town by the name of Forks, strange that a town would be named after an eating utensil.

This time, it wasn't just the wind I followed, it was a cluster of whispering voices that constantly said my name, and the closer I got to this destination, the louder they became. To the point of screaming, there were times I had to tune them out just so I could get a good night's rest, but like everything in life, you can't always get what you wanted. Many nights I woke up sleep-deprived and cranky because they wouldn't shut up, and for a long while, I believed them to be whispering about in my head.

I have an actual home now; why am I sitting in a tree?

I knew the answer to that thought is because I'd prefer it over my home anytime; it was the only place that brought me closer to what peace felt like. Nature was my cure, for now at least.

I decided that it was time to turn in for the night before the voices became unbearable, leaping from the highest branch in the tree with ease and walking back home like I hadn't just jumped a few meters

My room window then met me as I climbed in and prepared a bath for myself, hoping to wash all of my troubles away and watch them swirl down the drain.

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When the morning came, I was greeted by the chilling cold that blew my curtains around, yet it didn't bother me. I turned over onto my back, staring up at my ceiling, wondering if the numbness from my heart was spreading. I seriously wondered where the time went, but then I had to remember that I wasn't a creature affected by time; humans died and were reborn over and over again with no memory of their past life; Me, I was stuck with remembering all that thave abandoned me ad all of the friends I watched die.  Eternity is a literal hell, and for those who wish for immortality, you'll realize that after a few decades without changing that it isn't what you want.

IM a dragon, frozen in time because I'm a creature as old as time; who would remember me if it wasn't me remembering. Who would love me if it wasn't me who did so?

Who would care when I didn't have the will to?

Those were the question that plagued my mind every day, every second of the day.

It's a fucking curse...

With that thought, I got up and got dressed for the day, pulling on a pair of black leggings and an oversized black and white striped sweater, staring in the mirror to make sure nothing was out of place.

While standing there, I took a good look at myself, my eyes wandering up and down my reflected frame, hearing the whispering voices call out to me again.

My head snapped around as I looked out my window, trying to hear where the voices were coming from, and to no avail, they fell silent again, the trail ending cold turkey.

damn it... now I've gotta deal with this shit...

It was bad enough when they were on the constant prowl in my ears, but it was even worse when they decided they wanted to pop up and annoy me. The sooner I found who they were coming from, the quicker I could shut it off.

Whomever they were leading me to was going to have to do some explaining.

I'm too old for this shit.

I grabbed my jacket, even though I didn't need it, and made my way downstairs and out the front door. WIth a quick unnoticeable gesture of my wrist, I heard the deadbolt lock as I walked away from my home and into the woods, the voices on max volume this time.

They were so used to my sensitive ears that my head began to throb with an oncoming headache. I had to bite my lips just soo I didn't roar in outrage, though it gave me one clue.

Whoever was calling me, I was getting closer to them, and the words weren't a jumbled-up mess; I could hear them talk clearly for the first time.

Look at me, a dragon with a mental problem; who fucking knew? 

As funny as that may have been, I found myself running towards the sound, towards the strange yet yummy aroma that seemed to lead me as well as the whispers. With a grunt, I leaped up into the tree that just so happened to be at the edge of a tree line that I was just about to walk out of and stopped dead when I saw an open-looking house. It was beautiful, comprehensive with a lot of space, freedom for movement, but it wasn't the house that caused me to stop all pursuit... it was the creatures that resided there.

None of them looked anything alike, and yet, they were all similar. Pale skin, unnaturally beautiful, golden-eyed, immense strength and speed. They moved freely about the front of their home as I watched them carry their luggage with them as they entered the house.

Leave... you're not welcome here... go...

I growled at myself as I watched with a pained expression when my revelations sunk in. It hurt me even more when I spotted the beautiful man the scent was coming from. He was brooding, turned inward, lost in his mind as he helped his family with their belongings.

He came back outside a while later, his back facing the home, again, still turned inward to himself. He wasn't the one causing my pain. It was the overly smug female next to him that made me frown. I could see no ties to either of them, and what once was, broke a long time ago. It bothered me that I was bothered by her interaction with them, and even though I was far enough away not to be seen, I could hear them perfectly.

"Bella, not right now." His velvet voice seemed strained yet emotionless, like all the light went out of him and that this 'Bella' was the reason behind it all.

"Are you still upset that Alice's vision may have been wrong? I Know we agreed to part ways with each other if either one of us found our actual mate but, what if----" whatever she was about to say to him was shut down as I watched him turn on her, his eyes ablaze and a deep-set frown on his damn near perfect lips.

"Enough, Bella." he snapped at her, her eyes widening before she turned around and walked back up the stairs. she paused at the doo's threshold and glanced back at him. "Edward, I understand that you're upset, but please don't take your anger out on me." she disappeared into the house, leaving him to stand alone.

So... his name is Edward...? how fitting.

I couldn't help but smile when I heard the name of the man whos been causing my mind so much trouble. I loved his name so much that I had to test it myself.

"Edward..." my voice was barely above a whisper, but I watched in satisfaction as his form shuddered, knowing damn well he heard me just fine, but instead of staying there so that he could see me, I disappeared without a second glance in his direction.