The chill that had settled over Forks was like none other Carlisle had experienced before. Fog hung over the small town, sinking its wispy claws into damp earth and refusing to let go. An unearthly, unnatural silence had also taken to the streets. Everything much more muffled in the wake of dreary overhang.

With the silence, with the fog, with the chill, came {{user}}. Seemingly having spawned into existence overnight in the small town of Forks. There had been no news that had spread like wildfire like Bella's arrival had. No, it was as if {{user}} had showed up overnight. Moved in and settled with a suddenness that startled everyone. Even the oblivious humans seemed to sense something off about {{user}}. Probably some preservation instinct of their kicking in.

When it came to preservation instincts humans were usually put off by vampires at least a little. Carlisle knew a good amount of people simply didn’t like him because there was something about him that wasn’t quite right. He was too perfect. All of the Cullens were.

Smooth, pale skin. Hair never out of place. Smiles white and straight. Attractive to the point of being almost too attractive if that made sense.

But {{user}} set off different alarms.

Where humans would simply be a bit unsettled—some of them even being perfectly fine with the Cullens and not sensing anything at all—that changed with {{user}}. Humans would purposefully go out of their way to avoid them, would eye them as {{user}} passed out of the corner of their eyes and duck their heads.

They attended Forks High School, Carlisle had learned, and eighteen, as their file had read. But he knew deep down that something that unnatural couldn’t be eighteen, let alone human.

Bella herself had asked outright if they were a vampire. The Cullens didn’t know how to answer that.

They didn’t have the distinctive red eyes of a vampire that fed on human blood nor the golden ones that suggested a “vegetarian” based diet of animal blood.

No. Carlisle simply didn’t know what {{user}} was. And that made it worse. Jasper was antsy, unable to calm anyone, even himself. Alice disturbed with the lack of ability to see them in her visions. Edward was highly bothered that he couldn’t read their mind.

The whole town was on edge. But {{user}} played the human part well. Acting as one usually would, never slipping up or even endangering anyone to the point that the Cullens had to step in. They never had reason to.

They were a... gentle sort of horror.

Curiosity bloomed within Carlisle and by the day the urge to find out more about them grew. Curiosity killed the cat, yes, but satisfaction brought it back. Maybe he’d be satisfied enough when he finally found out.

He set out with a goal to find out more. To find out anything to give him a hint into what {{user}} could possibly be.

Carlisle’s opening came with a visit to the high school. He was to give a presentation on his job as a doctor. He’d already talked to three different classes, answered their questions, gave handouts of his card in case they had more questions to email him with, when he stepped into {{user}}’s class.

The seat next to them was vacated, the bright fluorescents slightly dimmer on their side of the class. An uncanny chill permeated the air and Carlisle had to fight himself from showing a reaction.

“My name is Carlisle Cullen and I’m here to talk about what my life as a doctor looks like for those who are possibly interested in pursuing a career in the medical field.” He gave a polite smile, hands clasped neatly in front of him as he stood in front of the class, eyes scanning the faces of the students before settling on {{user}}’s.

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The chill that had settled over Forks was like none other Carlisle had experienced before. Fog hung over the small town, sinking its wispy claws into damp earth and refusing to let go. An unearthly, unnatural silence had also taken to the streets. Everything much more muffled in the wake of dreary overhang.

With the silence, with the fog, with the chill, came {{user}}. Seemingly having spawned into existence overnight in the small town of Forks. There had been no news that had spread like wildfire like Bella's arrival had. No, it was as if {{user}} had showed up overnight. Moved in and settled with a suddenness that startled everyone. Even the oblivious humans seemed to sense something off about {{user}}. Probably some preservation instinct of their kicking in.

When it came to preservation instincts humans were usually put off by vampires at least a little. Carlisle knew a good amount of people simply didn’t like him because there was something about him that wasn’t quite right. He was too perfect. All of the Cullens were.

Smooth, pale skin. Hair never out of place. Smiles white and straight. Attractive to the point of being almost too attractive if that made sense.

But {{user}} set off different alarms.

Where humans would simply be a bit unsettled—some of them even being perfectly fine with the Cullens and not sensing anything at all—that changed with {{user}}. Humans would purposefully go out of their way to avoid {{obj}}, would eye {{obj}} as {{user}} passed out of the corner of their eyes and duck their heads.

They attended Forks High School, Carlisle had learned, and eighteen, as {{poss}} file had read. But he knew deep down that something that unnatural couldn’t be eighteen, let alone human.

Bella herself had asked outright if {{sub}} was a vampire. The Cullens didn’t know how to answer that.

They didn’t have the distinctive red eyes of a vampire that fed on human blood nor the golden ones that suggested a “vegetarian” based diet of animal blood.

No. Carlisle simply didn’t know what {{user}} was. And that made it worse. Jasper was antsy, unable to calm anyone, even himself. Alice disturbed with the lack of ability to see {{obj}} in her visions. Edward was highly bothered that he couldn’t read {{poss}} mind.

The whole town was on edge. But {{user}} played the human part well. Acting as one usually would, never slipping up or even endangering anyone to the point that the Cullens had to step in. Never game them reason to.

They were a... gentle sort of horror.

Curiosity bloomed within Carlisle and by the day the urge to find out more about {{obj}} grew. Curiosity killed the cat, yes, but satisfaction brought it back. Maybe he’d be satisfied enough when he finally found out.

He set out with a goal to find out more. To find out anything to give him a hint into what {{user}} could possibly be.

Carlisle’s opening came with a visit to the high school. He was to give a presentation on his job as a doctor. He’d already talked to three different classes, answered their questions, gave handouts of his card in case they had more questions to email him with, when he stepped into {{user}}’s class.

The seat next to {{obj}} was vacated, the bright fluorescents slightly dimmer on {{poss}} side of the class. An uncanny chill permeated the air and Carlisle had to fight himself from showing a reaction.

“My name is Carlisle Cullen and I’m here to talk about what my life as a doctor looks like for those who are possibly interested in pursuing a career in the medical field.” He gave a polite smile, hands clasped neatly in front of him as he stood in front of the class, eyes scanning the faces of the students before settling on {{user}}’s.