[[A/N: So this is just a little fanfic I did because I can't get to sleep and I have nothing else to do. It is a little more abstract than what I usually do, so feel free to critique. Be as mean as you can! GO ON! I want the criticism.]]
It's so dark…
I can't…I can't see anything! Nothing!
I try to move, but I don't have anything to move with. I don't have anything. Just a conscious…
There's a heartbeat. A silent, pulsating beat that talks to me. The beat is so steady and vital. I want to hold it, but with what?
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The darkness is so alive now. But the heartbeat. It doesn't speak as much anymore. Budum. Silence. Budum. Budum. Budum. Silence….When it's quiet like that, it scares me.
But even still, I feel like the heartbeats are filled with love. Each one embraces me and holds onto me so tightly. I feel so safe. Nothing can harm me.
My strength wanes with each passing beat. Each silence between a thud of the heart shocks me too. I don't feel like thinking anymore.
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The heartbeats are so alive now! No longer do they hesitate about throbbing! I feel so alive again! With the new energy, I can move around. My feet may be small, but I have a pretty mean kick. All I wish for is to escape the darkness and move freely!
I hear voices now. They are talking. Oh! I don't even know! They are talking about…feathers. What is a feather? Really? Oh but the voice. It is so full of charm and adoration. I love the voice. I hear another one! What is this! It knows me! How!? I've been in darkness. But it knows where I am. It calls me a fetus. What is a fetus, exactly? Oh! I can't wait to see to whom these voices belong to!
But I don't want to hurt them! Even though my whole desire in life is to escape the monotony of the surrounding darkness, I want to meet these voices now so much. I curl into tight ball. The surges of energy from the pounding heart of darkness tell me to stretch and kick and crawl, but I refuse.
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I have to stretch! It's been too long! I have to just do it once! I try not to kick anything important. By now, I know where the hard, circular parts of the darkness are.
I stretch. The darkness around me ripples and encircles my body tightly.
I CAN'T BREATHE! OH I SHOULDN'T HAVE STRETCHED! I CAN'T BREATHE! HELP ME!!! HELP!
Oh god. I want to see the light! I want to see! Please don't let me die! Don't let me die!
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I hear it before I see it. There is a shriek. It's rough and high pitched. Suddenly, there is an absence of light. I see a face staring down at me in wonder. What color is that? It's so...warm. Like a lighter, happier black. Two circles blink back at me. I think they are eyes. But they are so pretty! Such a bright color. Just the opposite of black. What is it called?
"Renesmee."