The characters in this story are the intellectual property of Stephenie Meyers, Summit Entertainment, etc, I am just borrowing them. Don't worry, I will tidy up and put them all back in the box when I finish.
Capturing Destiny
Chapter One
The End?
There was blackness, emptiness spread out in front of me with no beginning and no end. I did not know how long I had been here, I did not care. My mind was clouded, I could not grasp on to any of my thoughts, there were none to grasp, there was simply emptiness. There were no screams here, no cries, it was quiet and comfortable and far more preferable to what I had left behind.
But something was changing, my quiet place was becoming unpleasant, I was warm, in fact I was not just warm, I was hot, the skin in my veins was burning, destroying everything in its path.
I woke up screaming
The pain was searing through me, setting my whole body alight with it. I felt the sharp pinch of my skin rippin at my right wrist but before I could fully register the pain an almost delicate stroke covered it as though my wounds were immediately bathed and bandaged. The burning continued though, increased from where the tear had been moving steadily inwards. I craned forward desperately, trying to look towards the source of the pain as though I could somehow stop it and was shocked when I saw a beautiful, pale man bite into my other wrist and then quickly lick it clean before the burning started from that side also.
"I'm so sorry", I wasn't sure for a moment who he was talking to, and his voice was so quiet he could easily have been talking to himself. I looked round desperately.
"It was the only way, Alice, the only way", he continued, looking up towards me. I strained, I recognized him, but could not place him. Who was he? Where was I? Had I always been in the dark room I was in now? My mind struggled to make sense of what was happening around me.
He moved towards my legs, and quickly bit into one by my ankle.
I thought back to the quiet place, to try and remember what had come before it.
No, although there was darkness before, this room was different, the air smelt different, it felt different. The dark place before had smelt of bleach, disinfectant; hard and sterile, this place had a more natural smell, earthy, warm. I tried to concentrate on where I was, look for an exit but the pain was spreading, from the areas of the pinching inwards, through the rest of my body, engulfing it. I heard my scream but could not feel it lifting my chest, forcing itself through my mouth...
For a while there was nothing but the pain, and then I was vaguely aware of movement in the room, I looked up, the pale man was leaving, I screamed as his form moved into the darkness, trying to ask him what was happening, to beg him to stay and finally curse him for hurting me like this, but nothing came out and when he was gone, whispering his apologies as he left, and the pain took over again.
I didn't know how much time had passed but slowly I became aware of the burning sinking, time had meaning again. It left my fingers first, and my toes and I could once again feel the slippers on my feet, the sensation disconcerting and comforting at the same time, but before I could begin to appreciate it the burn in my throat and heart increased, the pain moving of it's own accord till it was focused entirely on my suddenly very weak feeling centre. I could feel my body making its last stand, and I was suddenly angry, all this pain, the burning, the horror was for nothing, I was simply going to die. I had no memories, no clue how I had gotten to this point and it was all finishing. The anger spurred my heart on, beating harder against the pain until my anger subsided and I simply began to beg for the end, beg for my heart to finally give in to the pressure and pain and simply stop.
Almost as soon as I thought it, it happened. My heart beat once more, as if it was as desperate as I to end this and then stopped. I sighed and waited for my consciousness to fade away. But I was still here. And then suddenly I wasn't, I was gone. I wasn't anywhere that I knew. I was sitting in a small cafe, which in less than a second I had already appraised; there was a small bar to the right of me and 8 small tables set out of my left, each with 2 chairs and a single daisy placed in the centre between the cutlery, the decoration was cheerful but faded, a warm yellow that reflected the lights beautifully, matching the clean white of the counters.
I could hear the conversation of the elderly couple next to me, unsurprisingly, but I could also hear the whispering of the young couple at the back, the banging of pots in the small kitchen, the baby two stories above me being soothed by its mother and the sound of rain both on the windows and the roof many stories above me. I was briefly confused by the pure volume of information my brain was compartmentalizing but suddenly none of that mattered because at that moment, less than a second since I had, for all intensive purposes, appeared here, the most beautiful man I had ever seen walked through the door.
He was tall, far taller than me with honey blonde hair that fell in front of his face and burgundy eyes, the most pained look marring his otherwise perfect face. But despite his look I knew he was here for me, I knew because he looked straight at me and everything fell into place.
I didn't know what I had done to deserve it, but I was in Heaven and all the pain was worth it is I got to spend my last moments looking at the angel in front of me.
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