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March 13th 1918
Isabella Swan gasped out in pain. Her parents had left her at the hospital, they fled north, away from the approaching Influenza. Sweat trickled down her face and she groaned, before taking one last breath and dying. Bella blinked, but looked and saw herself, pale, covered in a glistening sheen of sweat. Bella felt like she would start sweating any moment as she stumbled backwards, shaking her head.
"No....No.....NO!" she shrieked, mainly in disbelief.
"You were not meant to die tonight child. Your parents were meant to take you away from here with them, you were never really sick, you had the seasonal flu, not Influenza, but how was anyone to know? And as you stayed, you got the Influenza." A deep voice tsked in disapproval. Bella glanced around, surprised and fearful, only to find no one there.
"Who are you?! Where are you?!" Bella called. The voice chuckled.
"I am not here, neither are you. You are a spirit, and seeing as you are not ready to move on to the next life, seeing as you were not meant to die, you must do what all unexpected spirits must do, roam the earth. A hundred year service, until March 13th of the year 2018, in the moonlight, you will join us." the voice faded as it continued talking, but the words were still clear, "If you join us at all..."
"What?" Bella asked, questions flying through her head, but, she was, as she had always been, alone.
March 13th 2018
Bella Swan gasped in pain and stared into the panic-stricken face of Edward. He held tightly to her wrist as she crumpled, therefore the other Cullens could see her. "It's my time to go..." she smiled weakly through the pain.
"No!" Edward growled, eyes growing black at the revelation of what was happening. As Bella's form slowly started to glitter and disapear, Edward made one last desperate plea, he kissed her. He cupped her cheek and kissed her, but when he opened his eyes, he was kissing air. Dropping to his knees, he sobbed, as did the rest of his family for the loss of their sister, who in terms, was already long dead.
"Why didn't I see this?" Alice sobbed, even though she already knew the answer. "Why didn't she tell us?" she asked a much more appropriate question. No one answered, everyone knew the answer, but didn't want to say it aloud. She didn't tell them, because she didn't want them to worry, treat her any differently then they were already.
Edward's sobs were quieter then the rest, even though he was the most upset. He just sobbed and stared blankly into the carpet, lost, and even surrounded by his family, he was, as he had always been, alone.