The story of Bella's transformation and when she wakes up. This is the first instalment, sorry it is so short :P The whole story will probably be no more then about 3 chapters or so.
This is kind of a continuation of my Dilemmas, but it is its own story as well.
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Disclaimer: If I owned the rights to Twilight, would I really be writing this? Silly!
The pain! The never-ending, searing, white-hot pain; radiating from every cell – molecule – atom – in my body! It was as if my skin had been torn and cut into a million little pieces, burned till it was black, then ripped from my body. Over and over again. My heart was in a clamp, tighter and tighter it went until my heart exploded, yet still managed to beat. The rest of my body was on fire, burning, searing, branding me.
For the first day I screamed and cried. I begged it to stop, but it did no good. My voice disappeared, and my tears ran dry, but the throbbing, searing pain didn't disappear. It continued to escalate all through the second day as the venom did its work. I thought it would never end. Halfway through the third day the pain came to a climax. I was sure I was going to die; no human could survive the pure agony I was experiencing! But then, that was the key, wasn't it? I was no longer completely human.
Although I was suffering as I've never suffered before, not once did I beg to die. Not once did I ask to leave this world. Through it all I managed to keep my sanity. I knew that I chose this path and what lay ahead. I knew that at the end of this dark, dreadful tunnel lay an angel, waiting to rescue me. At the times when the pain was worst, it was Edward that I thought of, and it became bearable.
As the pain receded, I became more aware of my surroundings. First of my senses to come back was my hearing. I could hear mumbling that slowly became voices, then words. One voice in particular caught my attention.
"Bella…I'm still here."
Or my favourite: "I love you Bella."
The voice kept me sane; it helped my fight against the pain.
Next to come back was my sense of touch. I could feel icy hands desperately stoking my forehead and hair, as if to brush away the tension; a pair of arms, holding me in their protective embrace; or, two cold lips, kissing away the pain.
I drifted in and out of consciousness during the third day, slowing returning to the world. I was vaguely aware of my weakening heartbeat until finally: Da-dum… da-dum… … da dum… … … and it stopped. At the exact same moment, my eyes popped open, to sleep no more.
Ok. Ch. 1. How was it?
BTW, I'm still deciding what Bella's "special power" should be, if you have any genius ideas or just random ideas, tell me! I have a few...
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