Author Note: I don't own Twilight or New Moon.
Chapter 1: Transformation
A summer breeze blew my hair, and rustled the leaves in the surrounding trees. I waited, staring at the vampire I loved so much. We were sitting in his meadow, the sound of the creek passing by, the leaves rustling in the trees as light breezes passed through. It was almost midnight, and the moon was high above us, its light shining brightly.
He looked hesitant, deep in thought. I stared at him, and his gaze finally caught and locked onto mine. He forced a smile, warming me inside, reassuring me, but the smile never reached his eyes.
He leaned in and stroked my hair, this time, smiling a crooked smile I knew all too well, and loved so much. The thought that had troubled him was pushed away, I could tell. He leaned in and gave me a quick kiss, and then breathed in my ear, "Are you sure you're ready?"
I looked at him, as he waited for my response. "As ready as I'll ever be," I breathed. He nodded, hesitating.
It was the beginning of the summer. Graduation ended a couple of days ago, and just as the Cullens had promised, I was going to be a vampire. Except, Edward wanted to transform me into a vampire himself.
He leaned in for another kiss, this time, it was longer. After a moment, he broke the kiss. I tore my gaze from his regretful eyes, and looked behind him in the darkness. There, in the shadows of the trees that were created by the light of the moon, Alice stood. Her figure light and unnoticeable, but it was there. She shifted her stance, sitting down on a tree branch that stuck from under the ground. Leaves cracked under her, as she sat, but lightly.
She looked at me, her eyes unreadable. After a little while, she seemed to not be looking at me at all. Her body was still, her eyes blank. Was she having a trance of some sort?
I closed my eyes, feeling Edward's breath on the base of my neck. His fingers pushed back some loose hair strands that were carried by the wind. Then, I felt as if the world had stopped. I held my breath, waiting for him to bite me. He hesitated, and then he bit me.
His teeth bit into the base of my neck, and at first, I felt nothing. It was quiet, as if all the wildlife in the forest fell silent to watch us. I let my breath go, exhaling slowly. As if on que, a spreading pain fled from my neck and ran down my arms to the tips of my fingers, my chest to my legs. A fiery pain that held its ground, burning my insides. It overwhelmed me, the pain made me feel as if my insides were ignited in flame. I screamed in reply to its strength.
Edward instantly removed his teeth, and bore his eyes into me, scanning my face. His eyes shifted from shock, to misery, regret, worry, and then crumpled in pain, seeing what he had done to me, all in a matter of seconds. I moved my hand and brushed his pale cheek, fighting the pain as it screamed for me not to move. I had anyways, sending another shock of pain for punishment, making me scream out again.
My scream echoed in the forest surrounding us, shaking the stillness of the night. Blood trickled down my neck, running down quickly, forever staining my shirt with this memory.
I looked over towards Alice, and she was jerked up from the tree branch. She was at Edward's side the moment she heard my last scream. That must've awakened her from her trance.
"Werewolves," she whispered into Edward's ear, but I heard it. I heard the worry and terror in her voice, the shaking, and the crack towards the end of the syllable.
Edward jerked up, aware of what she said. "How far?" he whispered back, his eyes never left the woods that were behind me.
Suddenly, behind me I heard the echo of a tree branch breaking. The sound shook me, and fear flood into my mind and feelings. The pain lessened, now that fear had nearly replaced it. The rest of the Cullens joined my side, surrounding me. Jasper closed his eyes, and a sense of calmness filled my senses. I was able to let a sigh escape me, breathing loudly. The Cullens fell silent, and looked at the woods, scanning the trees for signs of life.
Charlie? I thought, twisting my head to verify. Esme caught my arm, warning me with her eyes.
There were more rustling in the woods behind me. North? I asked myself, wondering who would be wandering this time of night.
Charlie would never find me here. He couldn't... But who...? Suddenly, it hit me. Like a full-on freight train.
As quickly as the answer flooded to my mind, Edward stood and took his battle stance. A fierce, growl of a lion emanated from his throat. A warning to whoever was out there.
"It's them," Alice whispered breathlessly into the night, warning her family. "Werewolves!"
Shock fought its way into my feelings. Jasper saw my reaction, and again shrouded my feelings with that of calm. The pain was still there, but lessened.
Heavy footsteps found its way around the trees and through the forest, its sound growing louder, the echoes fading one by one. Then, a body ripped through the air as quickly as it came, above us and fell roughly onto the grass and dirt, sending dust flying wildly around it. Behind me, I heard numerous howls rip through the silence, and the moon glowed brightly in admiration. The dust made its way to the floor, revealing the body.
Jasper stood from his position beside me, and the feelings of calmness vanished. He was alarmed.
The pain returned full on. The blood left my face, my vision blurring as my head spun. My breath began to shorten, the fiery pain tearing me up inside. It grew hard for me to breathe now, now that it was gaining control quickly. I tightly gripped my consciousness, reluctant to let go. This pain felt just like it did in the Ballet Studio, when James bit me. My whole body felt as if it had gone aflame. My grip softened. I was loosing.
The dust finally subsided. It wasn't a body. It was a wolf! Thick, brown fur thickening around its large body. I stared at it, admitting inside I had seen it before.
More of the wolves appeared, surrounding us; their pelts of different colors. Howls coming from each wolf, praising the moon and stars.
Everyone around me except Alice stood, facing each one. Edward had his eyes on one particular wolf, but those golden eyes were on me. They were filled with so much sorrow and sadness, and then its eyes saw me generally, filling with anger as it saw the bite-mark and blood Edward had left on my neck.
It growled angrily at me, and then at Edward. His face had crumpled up in pain, seeing that I chose Edward over him; vampires over werewolves.
Tears started filling in my eyes. I was loosing. The pain finally took over, and I was given but a couple breaths before I slipped into unconsciousness. I took the opportunity gladly.
"Jake—" I whispered, reaching out for him, and then it was enough.
I fell onto the grass, unconsciousness creeping near. Alice screamed out, and her marble arms were around me at once. My blurred vision saw her face for the last time that night, and then my head cocked over to the side, feeling the blades of grass on my cheek. I could barely see Edward now, and Jacob was just a brown blob in black.
A shiver ran down my spine, as a final growl made its way into my ears, shouting in anger and frustration. Their voices were in almost unison, for the two growls were that of my beloved and my best friend.
Edward... Jake... I thought, and then unconsciousness slipped over me. My vision plunged into darkness, as unconsciousness embraced me in its arms.
