As a wise woman once said, the only place I own Twilight is in my dreams.
Kingdom Come.
Preface.
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Isabella Swan.
I think I heard the shots ringing out across the pitch black night before I truly saw them, or felt them. I heard the hammer click and the trigger pull and the bullet leave the chamber long before it even hit my body.
I knew this was coming. Since the very beginning, I knew this would happen. The threat had always hovered over us, a dangerous cloud ready to strike us down. It's not as though I didn't know what I was getting myself into all of those months ago.
And as I lay on the snowy ground, blood staining all that surrounded me, and an angel's tears soaking the collar of my scarlet wool coat as he cried over me, I couldn't help but think that, despite the pain and despite the ominous darkness now clouding my vision, for that short, sweet time of pure bliss and happiness, it had all been worth it.
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Before you say anything, I know that vampires can't cry. Edward's not a vampire, and we'll leave it at that. All will be explained later, so please review. I'll update again shortly. :)
This fic is named for the song "Kingdom Come" by Coldplay. Download it. Listen to it.