In Twilight, Bella got bitten by James, but Edward didn't save her in time (it's not like all the others, I promise). She has turned into a vampire and has very blurry human memories. James, Laurent and Victoria invite her to their coven. My first fanfic!
Bella's Point of View
The fire had been searing at my body for what seemed like forever. It had completely engulfed me in its powerful grip, flames licking my skin until surely all that was left was just charred remains. I felt like a mess, a blackened, burnt mess. But to my surprise the fire was dying. I had survived forever, and now the flames were being put out. Relief flooded through me like a wave of water helping to extinguish the flames. The pain of the burning was so little now that I opened my eyes. To my shock, I could see everything so clearly. I gasped. The clean air flowed through to my lungs, but I felt no need for it. This was a little odd. Desperately, I tried gulping down air. What had happened? I couldn't breathe properly! Come to think of it – I had no idea what the fire was. Why had I burned for so long? Why hadn't I died? Usually by this time my overactive heart would be racing. I would be panicking. But I wasn't. My heart was calm. In fact…I couldn't detect a beat at all. I realised I was curled in a tight ball on the floor. Slowly, I un-tucked my legs and pushed myself up. Shattered glass crunched beneath my feet. I was still in the ballet studio.
"Hello," A voice called. I twirled around faster than I could ever have thought I was capable of. I saw someone – and for reasons unknown to myself, I shrunk into a low crouch. A defensive crouch. It was like an instinct. I gazed up into the strangers face. I recognised the red eyes. I racked my brains, trying to remember who it was, and where I had met him before.
"James," I finally stated. I could remember him. For some reason, in my memories I had reason to fear him. I tensed, even though I no longer feared him.
"Well, well. Your transformation is complete. Congratulations," He smiled toothily.
"My transformation?" Suddenly things made sense. I remembered my last blurry memories. Being bitten…the flames engulfing me in their fiery grip. "You bit me…I'm a vampire…" Reality hit hard. But I didn't have time to worry about that. My mind began to wander. "Why didn't you kill me?" I demanded.
"Simply because the Cullen boy got in the way before I could," James snarled.
"Edward Cullen…" I breathed the name. It meant something to me, I recognised it. But my cloudy human memories were too vague to tell me how I knew him without seeing him in person.
"Remember him, do you?" James asked.
"No," I shrugged. James let out a chuckle. I wondered why.
The sound of footsteps made me tense up again. James looked at me, still crouched on the floor. "It's just Victoria," he informed me. I could smell her approaching. She had a cinnamon type smell, it was quite comforting. I stood up before he door opened and a red headed woman stepped in – Victoria.
"Bella," she said my name softly – almost like she hadn't been about to kill me a few days before.
"Victoria," I nodded in her direction. She walked right up to me and took a good look.
"Your transformation went well," she smiled, "I'm glad." I was bewildered. How could someone – a vampire, no less – thirst for my blood one day, and the next act like we're old friends?
"Thanks," I mumbled; I didn't know what else to say. She looked at me expectantly.
"Has James told you?" She asked. From the blank expression on my face, I could see that she realised I hadn't been told a thing. "Seeing as James created you, he should really have responsibility for you. Myself and James would like to invite you to join our coven."
Oh great. Decisions.