Disclaimer: Hi. I think we all know what Imma says here... but sadly, I'll put it anyway. I'm secretly a turtle ninja waiting for combat! There! I said it! Whoo! It's like a big weight has been lifted off my lap! *someone murmmers something* Oh...? It's-it's shoulders? ... and I didn't write Twilight, I only wrote this. I do realize I probably could've cuz of my mad writing abilities, but Smeyer had the dream first so...
Bella's Pov (which is actually an acronym for Point Of View and not a fancy, shcmacy word for taco that's pronounced "Pa-ove")
(starts on page 678 of Breaking Dawn) The clouds rolled in, diffusing the light so that it could have been morning or afternoon. Edward's eyes tightened as he scrutinized the view, and I was sure he was seeing the exact same scene for the second time-the first time being Alice's vision. It would look just the same when the Volturi arrived. We had only minutes or seconds left now.
All of our family braced themselves.
I strained to hear some sound of approach. Then, just then, I heard very faintly a buzzing coming from the distance. It came closer and I realized it was a helicopter. As it came into view, Renesmee went insane and leaped out of my arms and ran to where the helicopter was going to land. Some people gasped, some eyes got wider. I shouted in sync with Edward, "Renesmee, no!"
The helicopter landed and I blade chopped Renesmee's head clear off. Some people muttered "Well this was a huge waste of time." I couldn't believe it.
Dramatic music played and I could hear the Volturi guard begin to go "Hum... Hum... Hum... Hum" like those ancient people did when something terrible was about to take place. I could also hear Jane complaining "Do I really have to?"
Well this wasn't exactly what I expected.
