Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or Dragon Ball Z, nor to I make profit from this story.
Edward... he has left me, with out him I am nothing, thought Bella, face deep in her pillow, shutting out the afternoon light of an unusually sunny day in Forks, a rare gift that her other school friends took advantage of, surfing the near by shore of La Push, foot ball in the front yard with a friend, a quiet stroll through the park were all of many things the grateful towns people of Forks did and rejoiced.
All but she.
None of these activities appealed to Issabella Swan, for all things to her were nullified with out her dear Edward Cullen.
She inhaled deeply, purposefully, drawing back the mucus of her excessive crying, however easing the pressure in her sinuses was not the true purpose of her declarative inhalation.
No...
It was a hope to find His scent burrowed deep in the fluffy confines of her pillow.
Her search was in vain, all she could smell was funk and hair.
It was a glorious saturday, high noon, a perfect time for decisive action, but Bella wept in her bed, her tears creating a metaphoric rain cloud wherever she went, unable to cope, a pyschological basket case.
Her father, Deputy Swan, had become increasingly aware of her condition, her nightly screams were a great incentive to cause his hand to search the yellow pages for the nearest asylum.
"The Police Chef has a lunatic daughter who ran away from home last spring with some bogus explaination only to have her leg broken and her rib cage nearly caved in." "Sure...that was a totally rational act on your daughter's behalf Mr. Swan, it was niether a suicide nor a domestic violence case." His nieghbors snickered sarcastically.
It was all a wonderful joke to the town but mostly for the teenage high school boys, the man most feared and loathed for his ability to dish out MIP's weakness was a mentally unstable daughter.
Perfect.
She wiped her nose on her sleeve, then her entire face with the very same sleeve, Why did he leave me? I was so happy, I gave him nothing but love, but he...he ruined it.
The same familiar torrent of tears washed down her face, she whiped them away with her sodden sleeve, and slid her legs over her bed and onto the floor, well I might as well go enjoy the day, it's what...another lone tear drippled down her face...He would have wanted...
She turned to the window, He's probably off some where in the world, sparkling in the sun...my shining star...
Her face crumpled and her hands balled into fists, as she forced another fit of weeping back inside herself, I'm tired of crying, all I've done is cry since he left, every morning, every day I come home from school, and every night I go to sleep, you think my tear ducts would stop...but they just keep on producing...
She strode to her desk chair where a sweat shirt hung in waiting for its next adventure, the burgundy cloth clung over her scrawny pale arms and chest quite fittingly, I'm going for a walk in the woods!
She hastfully made her way down the stairs, her feet smacking agaisnt the wood with her flat soled shoes, her father wouldn't be home until later in the evening, she had plenty of time to wander around aimlessly in the woods and still make dinner for her father!
She opened the back door out the kitchen and let it crash a little too loud for her liking agaisnt the hinge, oh well stupid door, or maybe I'm stupid...I dunno.
The dirt shifted softly under her feet until she reached the cushioned bed of the forest which consisted of the fallen thousands of generations of leaves from innumeral seasons come and gone laying beneath the towering sequoias, remnants of the rain the night before fell from high off of the branches, sparkling in the ribbons of sun that escaped through the netted blanket of branches far above, it had been leaves such as this where she had laid in the meadow with her undead lover.
Why does everything remind me of him...he's eveywhere...in the trees, the air, the water, they all contain his essence...
She strode in further, he feet sinking slightly in the deep pillows of leaves, blindly she walked, unthinking, yet a straight line, she turned her head back and saw her house in the distance and knew she could turn back if she needed to.
I don't want to get lost like last time...he doesn't like rescuing me any more...
She returned to face forward, seeing a gush of light coming through the trees a short distance ahead.
A clearling...a meadow..
She winced, her mouth curving into a hard frown her fists balling to contain her seething tears. With out thinking her legs burst into a run, she ran for this light of the clearing, she could almost see him, the sun igniting the infinite diamonds studded into his sculpted body, his bronze hair metallically shining, standing impermeable by all earthly forces, artifical but so incredibly real, in the here and now. The light was warm as she barreled into the empty clearing, her most desired one which in reach, his face an angelic display of, "What the hell are you doing hallucinating Bella!?"
He was there, so near to her, instead of far.
"Edward!"
Her foot caught something in her pursuit and she fell face first into the ground.
She raised her head, dizzying seconds passed as she moaned slightly, her mouth full of leaves, she spit them out, "Edward?" the slight crunch of soil in her teeth.
Her eyes searched the empty spaces between the trees but there was nothing but hallow sound of the wind.
But I saw him! Why would he play tricks on me? Maybe I was just seeing things...
With her arms supporting her she craned her head behind her to see what had caused her fall. There was a glint of something beneath a slight covering of leaves. She crawled over, her muscles aching, I'm gonna be sore tomorrow, she drew her knees under her and raised herself up to sit, brushing the leaves off of the object.
She gasped surpised.
It was an object the size of a grapefruit. Orange, a perfect circle with an odd red star in the center of the sphere.
