Unseeing Light

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters.

Edward's Point of View

The forest trees were flying passed me. I cared little of the greenery around me. It didn't matter. For almost the past year, absolutely nothing matter.

Only the girl I left behind with my heart meant anything to me. She was and is everything to me.

I left to protect her and promised her it would be as if I never existed.

However, I cracked.

I missed her presence terribly. I missed her witty yet silent mind and the way her jaw would set when her stubbornness was in show. The loneliness was overwhelming to my missing heart. But the worst was the unknown answers to my constant questions. Was she happy? Did…did she move on? Was she really safe? Thoughts such as these tortured my never resting mind.

The sheer agony of separation had become too much for me to bear. I needed her. I loved her.

I released an aggravate grunt and continued barreling my way to Forks. Something was very wrong where my beloved was concerned and I was determined to move heaven and earth to have her in my arms, safe where she belonged.

Once I decide to go back, I felt cowardly and weak for not being strong enough to last though the pain of my distance from her. I was, nevertheless, unprepared for the overwhelming freedom and pure bliss that soon quieted the guilt and weakness.

I was going home. A ghost of a smile reach my lips and my cell phone vibrate in my pocket. I would beg on my knees to win her back. I would do anything to just be with her again.

Faster, almost there, faster, almost there, I repeated the mantra in my head. I had to get to her house. I needed to find her. Something was very, very wrong. I distracted myself by thinking about the call.

An excited pixie jumbled a mix of words that came out as reprimands, encouragements and a lot of "I told you so" through cell phone. It didn't matter. I was going home. My smile became more pronounced at the mere thought. I tried to sound sincere in my apology to my overly hyper sister but I couldn't quite keep the giddiness out of my voice.

Claiming I was forgiven and that she would give her assistance, my sister became silent as she went to "see" my beloved and learn her whereabouts. The silence consumed me as I tried to wait as patiently as I was capable. But I quickly discovered something was very wrong.

I continue my pursuit to her house. So close now, it was as if my destination was almost pulling me toward it. Calling and begging for me to close the distance. I play my siblings words through my head, only succeeding to intensify my already overwrought feelings.

"Flashes, all I see are flashes," she exclaimed panic- stricken.

"What do you mean," I said while simultaneously trying to keep my emotions under control.

"She's there. Then, poof, she's has no future and then she suddenly does again. I don't know what's going but there's a burry image of her, surrounded by green. So, maybe she still in Forks? It's a start. This scares me, Edward we have to go there, NOW!!" Her voice was urgent, "The family and I will meet you at her house."

"Okay. Thank you and I'll see you soon," I said.

"Anytime."

After that I left the dusty attic that had become my tormenting prison. I easily maneuvered my way pass the locals of South America and boarded the next plane to Seattle receiving odd stares at my appearance. It didn't matter. Something was wrong and I was going to find out what.

The destination became in sight but stress in my body did not release me from its firm hold. At first, I noticed a black Mercedes and a red BMW. Six vampires stood outside of the cars and took in the scene before their eyes, their minds not truly comprehending.

Exactly where her house should have stood was absolutely nothing. The house was gone and in its place was darkened clearing. Panic gripped me, squeezing any calm I may have had out of me. I ran to the center of where the house should have been trying to get a better understanding.

The drive still existed but it was cracked and blackened, as if by fire. The surrounding trees were black from obvious burns. More evidence of a fire was present where the foundation once had been. Blacken ground and ruble remained as the green of the earth tried to grow passed the ashy debris. The fire must have had happen awhile ago because the surround area was becoming clearer and greener from constant rain. The heart of the area, where I stood, remained the darkest of black.

My heart plummeted. She couldn't have survived this. It would explain a lot.

She'd......NO, she didn't.

Impossible, yet somehow true.

She had….died.

I roared with an agony I had not known. This was worst than being away from her. I felt the pain eating at me. There, truly, were no words for this ever pressing anguish. I had to end it. There was no other way.

I had to be with her.

I HAD to die!!

Of their own accord, my legs start to move. I hadn't notice I was being follow until I felt several hands pulling me back.

I roared and thrashed as that was the only thing I was capable of at the moment. Commotion went on around me but I couldn't make any sense of the chaos. I had to join her. Nothing was going to deter me from my new destination. Italy. I let out a wild cry and continued my desperate struggle against the hands. Nothing could stop my crazed state.

However, I was proven wrong as the fortune teller forced my attention on her with the only thing that could. New visions of her. She blurred into focus, a small smile on her lips, her eyes closed. The image dissipated and I had somehow calmed enough for the hands to gain complete control of me.

"Where is she? What is going on? What do I do?" I asked no one in particular.

Before anyone could respond, a fierce snarl came from a new comer racing toward us. Red vibrant hair and a familiar face shocked everyone to awareness. I had not perceived her mind while in my extremely pained state.

Now that I had, I matched the snarl with my own. Fury burst through me like venom as I soon faced the being I loathed beyond reason.

Victoria.

Howls echoed in the distance and a gasp escaped someone's lips.

Our futures vanished.

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