Return Of The Century
Prologue
I don't own Twilight sadly but i do own this story ! It was inspired by ' Reincarnated ' by Cinnamint Kitty. This story is not from the point of veiw of anybody as of yet. But Bella's dreams are from her point of view. Thank you for giving this story a chance !!
" MOM !! "
The pain filled shreak echoed through the trees, causing the loose water droplets to fall from
the tips of there delicate leaves.
The scene that was visable could only be discribed as horrific. Blood coated every pore of the meadow. Chunks
of chared flesh lay scattered in the long grass: Fingers ... torso. It was a battle ground.
In the middle of all this carnage, sat an angel. Her long hair scattered through the air by the a sudden breeze.
The child was beautiful. She had rich brown eyes and hair to pale skin seemed to shine in the dime light. She
wore a delicate white pleated babydoll dress with a silver glittery belt. A child so sweet and innocent looking had no place
in location filled with such death.
I could see that the child was crying. Her face filled with anguish. She had known the person.
Others began to appear in the meadow, who also shared the look of sorrow for the remains, yet ... they shed no tears. The pixie like girl stepped forward and feel to her knees next to the child, pulling her into a tight embrace. They where family, she didn't know how she knew, she could just tell.
Death of a Mother.
Death of a Sister.
Death of a Wife.
The scene was getting darker now. The figures harder to make out. The last thing she saw before everything went black, was a
bronze scruffy haired boy collapsing across from the pixie and the child. His fingers touching the black flesh.
Then ...
" BELLA !!! "
Chapter One - Alaska.
2nd September, 2094
Bright rays of sun filtered through the Lilac blinds of the second story bedroom belonging to sixteen year old Bella Fitzroy. It bounced from wall to wall then finally rested on her pale face. Her personal alarm clock, complete without annoying buzz.
Through the sleepy fog that was covering her mind, Bella suddenly remembered one was moving day. A day that had been dreaded since its first mention months before.
Bella made no attempt at get up. All she wanted to do was roll over and forget that she was leaving the beautiful state of Phoenix, the place she had been born and raised up till this point, for one of the coldest place on the planet. It was due to her fathers job that they had to relocate. He was Cheif of Police, at the local station. But after the cheif of Police in Wasilla went missing, a longtime friend of the family, he had immediately volenteered to take his place and lead the investigation.
Bella was lost in thought and hadn't even realized the door opening and a little blonde haired boy sneaking inside on his hands and knees. He crept round the boxes and to the foot of her bed, his small hands curling round the sheets, then .... he pulled. Bella tumbled out of the bed in a ball of blankets and pillows, shock written all over her face.
" CHARLIE !!! " She screamed as she wriggled out of the ball " GET OUT OF MY ROOM !! ".
Charlie giggled the typical six year old laugh and skipped happly from the room, but pausing in the door way " Mommy told me t'wake you up, you were sleeping like the deaf ! "
Bella sighed and got to her feet " Its sleeping like the dead, Charlie. "
" S'what i said ! " He replied " Mommy also said to get your keister downstairs, cuz we leaving in half an hour ! ".
" Okay. Well, tell mommy i'll be down in a minute. " Charlie nodded and left the doorway continuing his skip.
Bella laughed, for a six year old Charlie was extraordinarly grown-up. He remembered more things than most kides his age, he even understood most of the things he repeated. The downside of him being so grown-up ... He wanted to be treated like a grown-up. He even volenteered to drive the car to Alaska. The kid can't even reach the peddles. It was cute though, whatever he did.
With an ungraceful dash, Bella retrieved her brown boot-cut corduroys and green tanktop and topped it off a white embroidered peasant top. She didn't even care if it looked stylish, she had never really been one for style.
" Bella, Don't make me send Charlie back up there ! "
" Coming, Mom "
Bella sighed and looked round her room for the last time. This time tomorrow, she would be in Alaska and Phoenix, Arizona would be a memory.
