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BPOV
My breath came out in short and startled pants, scared and frightened. I tried to calm my breathing to make it a little quieter, but my efforts were futile. Trying to calm down when you were being hunted by your most terrible enemies generally didn't work out. The more I thought about them, the more I trembled in fear and horror of being caught and the faster and louder my breathing became.
"I know you're there princess… I can hear you and I will find you. Do you know what has happened to your dear ladies-in-waiting?" The ice cold voice whispered into the air, knowing full well that I could hear the tiniest murmur that came out of his mouth. Then again, he could hear mine as well. "Ah, I can hear your breathing and your heart beating. So fast… face it princess, you're scared. You know, it's too bad that you're not strong enough right now, don't you think? It would have been fun to catch a flying fairy, but you're too scared to fly, and too weak to fly," I was tempted to roll my eyes. No shit Sherlock. Who in the world wouldn't be scared when being chased by a vampire when you're a fairy? A royal fairy at that.
No body knows when the feud between the two races started, and the only concrete knowledge we had of the exact facts of the war was that if peace didn't come soon, both races could be destroyed. Vampire venom was lethal to my kind while fairy dust had the quality of incinerating a vampire within seconds. The problem was, I didn't possess that weapon. None of the young royal fairies did. My body wasn't designed to produce dust until I was at least 20, and I was only 17.
I whimpered, much to my distress. I heard a snarl. "Do you know what's sad princess? It would have been so much more fun to keep you alive, but you just had to be so stubborn, didn't you? You just had to go and ruin my fun," The voice crept closer and closer. I shut my eyes, willing my body to cooperate. I knew that this was my last hope. I couldn't possibly survive if my instincts failed me.
The sickening coolness was palpable and I shuddered, willing my body to stay put. I had to stay still. I couldn't move now. "Got you," the person said as his stone cold hands wrapped around my neck. NOW! I willed my back to spread my midnight blue wings, causing the vampire to tumble back from the force. I could feel the damage his unnaturally hard body had on my wings and screamed out in pain. Fairy wings tended to be fragile and for flying, not to snap enemies off my body.
Move! I screamed internally, glancing back at the stunned vampire. I saw him struggling back up on his feet, shrugging his dislocated shoulder back in. I closed my eyes and willed my wings to move, and thankfully, they listened to my screaming instincts. Being only 17, my wings weren't fully developed and due to my already straining condition, I couldn't fly too far. But I had to. To survive.
Ignoring the searing pain in my back and shoulders, I lifted off the ground a good two hundred yards, enough to avoid all the obstacles in my way. I bit my lower lips and beat my gigantic wings, creating a huge gust of wind in the process. Knowing that I wouldn't be able to pull this off for very long, I used all the power I had to propel myself forward. I could keep this up for an hour. Max. It seemed like a long time to fly, but I could normally fly for twenty four hours straight without breaking a sweat. One hour was not a good flying time.
But by then, I would have traveled a good thirty miles. I was fast and I knew it, even in this weak condition. Being a princess, I had more stamina and speed than regular citizens, being able to go about a mile per minute. Minimum.
An hour passed in a blur, too tiring to remember every single detail in clarity. I never forgot anything, just some things were clearer than others. All I remember of my flight was the constant cursing from vampires below who were searching for me. They never could catch me up here and they couldn't see me either. I was too far up above the clouds. After an hour, I knew that I was fighting my odds with my strength.
I could feel the wings starting to contract back to its regular size on my back and the familiar sinking feeling of landing. I closed my eyes, bracing for impact with the ground. The proper landing would require getting too close to the ground and too much energy for me to muster. I knew that all I could do was hope. My eyes fought to stay open as I plummeted to earth and crash landed on the hard surface. I shrieked from the biting pain that coursed through my body, and then blackness consumed me.
EPOV
War. I grimaced at the name. After a century of being alive in a time of war, the word seemed to come out as if it was disgusting and foul thing, as it rightfully was. I had never seen a fairy, mostly because Carlisle and Esme, my parents, preferred to live out in the country and away from enemy territory.
All I knew about them was that they were the lowliest and the ugliest things in the world, or, so I was told. Pictures of them were banned from local households by King Aro and since none of the battles took place out by here, I never had the chance to see one. "Edward! Edward! Edward!" My sister, Alice, shouted in a frantic voice as I heard her run up the stairs of our three story mansion to my room. The tiny pixie like vampire burst through my doors, breaking it off the hinges. I scowled at her.
"What do you want Alice? You just broke off my freaking door," I complained. I think that this was the third time this month that the door had been flung off its frame by either Alice or Emmett. At least Jasper, my brother in law, had the decency to knock before coming in, even in emergencies.
Her hazels eyes were clouded with distress. Edward, there's a girl, I don't know what she is, but she isn't human or vampire. She just plummeted from the ground. All I heard was a scream then she just lay there, still… I don't know what to do! Carlisle isn't home so he can't help us and you're the only doctor around! Her mind screamed at me and I winced at the volume.
"Okay Alice, I need you to take me to the place you saw in your vision. Come on, I think that she doesn't have much time," I said in the cool and professional voice that came out whenever my medical training was necessary. It bothered the crap out of people when I suddenly changed from casual to a professional tone in a second, but still, it was a habit.
Sure. She said in her mind and raced down the stairs as I snatched my medical bag and followed her. My mind was racing a thousand miles per hour, hoping that my patient will be alright until I arrived. One reason I had become a doctor was because I wanted to save people, and it always killed me when I couldn't. Please don't die, I thought.
Traveling at our maximum speed, Ali and I arrived in few seconds although the sight was about a mile away. Normal vampires weren't this fast but my family was closely related to Aro and I was actually next in line to become king. Being royalty, I possessed extra powers, such as being able to read minds. I gasped at the sight in front of me. I had seen my own race withering in pain as fairy dust incinerated them in the hospitals, and I've seen children with certain fairy infections die as well, but nothing prepared me for the sight I beheld at the meadow.
Her thick mahogany hair was splayed out in lushes, beautiful, but also caked with blood. I couldn't see her eyes, but her lids were deep purple or blue due to what seemed to be a lack of sleep. The cheeks of this person was drained of any color and from her faintly beating heart, it should normally be flushed. Her lips were blue as well, most likely because of some lack of blood flow. Even at this state, I was enamored by her beauty and the way she seemed so… fragile yet gorgeous.
Her body was worse. The pale skin was bruised and scratched, with some bite marks on her neck. Her right shoulder seemed dislocated and her left arm was fractured or broken. She had landed on a rock that left a gash in her flat stomach, staining her shirt. Her legs were in an unnatural position like her arms, most likely in the same condition. But what stunned me the most was her back. Her spine was obviously still okay, despite the fall, but was still bleeding profusely. On the middle, two midnight blue wings fluttered slightly as if trying to lift her up from the ground. I inhaled sharply. Fairy.
I glared at my sister. "What are you thinking? We can't help a fairy!" I hissed, "It goes against everything we have believed in. Carlisle will be ashamed if he hears that his son and daughter have helped a fairy."
Alice's lips trembled. "But look at her Edward," Her voice, barley a whisper, "We've been taught that fairies were evil and dark creatures, but look at her. She's not any of that. Besides, I don't think that she can emit any fairy dust. She's just too young. If we don't help her, she'll die. Even our enemy doesn't deserve to die this way."
I sighed. She was right, of course. This girl couldn't have been more than 18 years old, too young to do anything to harm me. And as much as I hated to admit it, I felt something inside me yearn to touch her, to hold her safe and sound. "Okay, Ali, but just this once. If I get a reputation as a traitor who helped a fairy, then you are dead, got it?" I snarled, knowing that Alice wasn't scared of me.
"Thank you, Edward," She whispered as she when and lifted the limp body off the ground. She closed her eyes and her mind flashed white before revealing a picture. "We have about an hour to put her on life support. Come on," She said and dashed off back to our house before I had a chance to respond. I obediently followed, praying that this beautiful enemy wouldn't die.
Every step I took, the body in Alice's arms seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, her heartbeat taking longer and longer to beat. I started to panic. What if she didn't make it? Strangely, my heart broke at the idea of this stranger lying there lifeless, pale, cold, and still. "Go faster Alice!" I whispered, knowing that she could hear me well.
She nodded and sped up, arriving at the house. "Get her upstairs and lay her down on the operation table," I barked orders, not bothering to answer the questions running through Emmett and Jasper's minds.
What's going on Edward?! Why the hell do you have a fairy in here? Jasper frantically asked. He had been in the army and knew the devastating powers these creatures possessed. I just glared at him briefly, daring him to challenge my decision to save this angel, then raced up the stairs, following Alice.
I burst through the door of Carlisle's operation room to find that Ali had removed all the grimy clothes and had laid her prostrate on the silver table with all my tools on the side table neatly. "Five minutes. She's proving my prediction wrong. We need to operate. Now," She said in a robotic voice.
I nodded sharply and turned to look at her wounds. The extremities would have to be treated later. I noticed that her breathing had become shallower and shorter. She was having difficulty breathing and she needed air this instant. I sucked a lung full of oxygen and placed my mouth over hers, gently pressing against her heart, trying to keep it going. "Come on, please stay with me…" I whispered.
We need to zap her. Alice thought, handing me the machine required. I thanked her quickly before asking her to stand back. The bright light from the device blinded the room for a split second before the heart monitor, which my brilliant sister had plugged into the fairy, showed no activity. Then the beeping started once more, telling me that her heart was jolted awake. I sighed in relief that the strange angel was going to live. "She's safe. You're safe," I whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind her ears.
BPOV
I faintly heard voices in the air around me and I smiled, wondering if it was my parents, King Charlie and Queen Renee. I missed my sister as well, Rosalie. I frowned into the darkness, worried that they were fretting over me. They really shouldn't… I mean, the darkness was scary, but I could see a light now, beckoning me to come over. I smiled once more.
It felt so warm and comforting and I automatically took a small step towards the white light. Suddenly, I felt voices shouting at me to stay with them. Voices I have never heard before. "Stay with me," an angelic voice whispered and I willed my body to stay. The voice was velvet and so kind that I naturally felt safe with it.
Then I felt the darkness intensify then turn to a lighter shade, then lighter, then lighter, until I felt a sharp and painful shock course through my veins. The light consumed me and I gasped. It was bright. Too bright for comfort. I reached out to find the voice once more running and running away from the light, just like the voice wanted me to.
Then the corridor I was in turned pitch black again and I sighed in relief as the voice spoke once more. "You're safe…" I smiled into the voice and the eerie darkness and felt comfort and relief. I felt safe. I felt protected… more so than ever before.
EPOV
How long had I been standing here? I asked myself for the fifth time in the last ten minutes. Ever since the mystery girl crash landed, literally, into my life, I had been pacing back and forth, anxiously awaiting her awakening for what seemed like eternity.
Edward? I heard Esme's tentative voice. Edward, son, you need to go and hunt. It's been two weeks since the last time you've hunted. I sighed. My mother entered the room and offered a sympathetic smile. "Edward, I know that you're worried about her, but it won't do her any good if she has a doctor who is thirsty for her blood. I'll watch over her while you can go and have a quick hunt," I smiled warily.
"I don't want to leave her. I don't know why, but I just can't. I don't even know who she is," I whispered.
"It'll be fine. Carlisle even said that you've done a fine job. Just go hunt for a little. There's a herd of elk near by that won't take ten minutes to eat. Please, just go and take a break. You've been in this room none stop."
I sighed, relenting. "Okay Esme. Take good care of her," I kissed my mom on the cheek and opened the window.
I heard a gasp. "Edward Anthony Cullen, you better not be jumping out that window!" Esme had her hands on her hips, glaring at me.
I smirked. "Sorry mom, but this is the best way out. Emmett and Jasper will make fun of me for saving a fairy," I leaped out the window before she could complain and scold me further, sprinting off into the woods, following the scent of blood.
After drinking my fill of the liquid, I made a mad dash back towards the house, climbing the walls back to the room before slipping back in. Esme was sitting there beside the fairy, stroking her hair as if she was Esme's own daughter. I smiled at the scene. My mom could be so sweet and caring.
She stirred a few times while you were gone. I think she's coming to. She thought. My eyes widened.
"Really? You should have called me. I should have been here," I said, disappointed that I had missed her stirring. I knew that it sounded strange but everything about her fascinated me and I was enamored of her.
Esme laughed. "Edward, you sound like a worry wart," Suddenly, the angel's eyes fluttered slightly. "Shh, she's waking up."
"Hey, she'll be up in about… now," Alice said as she walked through the door with Jasper right behind her with a careful and guarded expression on his face.
"W-what?" The stranger asked in a disoriented voice as her eyes finally fluttered open. I smiled warmly at her as she rubbed her eyes and saw us.
"Hi, how are you doing?" I asked in the kindest tone I could muster.
"I'm fine, but where am I?" She asked, a cautious glint in her eyes. She pushed herself upright and sat with her back against the bedside frame, moving as far away from us as she possibly could. "Wait, you've got no heartbeat, you're pale…" her eyes widened with fear. "Vampires," She whispered.
Jasper snarled and the fairy flinched. I growled at him, warning him to back off and leave her alone. "It's fine. We won't hurt you. I actually saved you. Please don't be afraid of us."
I stared directly into her eyes for the very first time and was taken aback by the sheer magnificence of it. She had milk chocolate colored eyes that looked like a puddle of pure heaven. I stared deeply as if to get lost in them. "I'm not. What's you're name?" She asked, addressing me and only me. It seemed that she really didn't notice the others. Well, except for Jasper.
"I'm Edward Cullen. You're right. My family and I are vampires, but you don't have to be afraid of us."
"I'm Bella Swan, princess of Amnemoria." That was when Jasper lunged at Bella.
So, what do you guys think? I'm not sure if you guys like the idea or not, but I do. It was like, what would it be like if Bella had special powers? Anyways, review please! This isn't my first fanfic, but I'm still not sure if you guys like it or not!
