Bella Changed

-I don't own Twilight

Alice took Aro's extended papery hand, she seemed strangely relaxed.

As Aro entered her mind a small frown appeared on his pale face.

"This is quite remarkable Alice, however, I have seen how your visions work through Edward. Bella might not become one of us, depending on your brother, so I am afraid we will have to either change her, or kill her." All this was said in a casual, relaxed tone.

"No!" Edward pulled me into his arms and ran towards the door.

It took less then a second for Jane, Felix and a small boy, that could only be Jane's brother, to block our way.

"Edward, there's no way out alive if you do that." Alice had finally lost her cool.

"Edward," I tried to keep my voice calm and emotions in check, "Edward, you have let me be changed. It's the only way you won't get destroyed. I don't want to lose you not again, please." If Edward agreed then I could be like him.

"I won't let you have your soul taken away Bella."

Didn't he understand? I wanted this, I wanted him. If I was a vampire then I would belong in his world, it would be my world too, did he really not want me.

" Bella," his voice was now a plea, "don't do this, think about Renée, Phil and Charlie."

"This is the only way and you know it." In my head I silently added 'either way I'll die.'

All he did was look at me as he put me down, his black eyes still pleading, but I knew what I wanted to do. Even if this hurt him, this was my choice as well. He gave up deciding when he left, I saved him, couldn't he give me this?

Aro smiled as I shakily came forward, "We can have a room prepared for you, and anyone of your choice can make the bite."

"Edward, I want Edward."

"Bella." Another plea, I could see that he had given in though; he knew this was what would happen.

Aro, Marcus and Caius lead Alice, Edward and I down to a room, with a carved, mahogany four poster bed set in the centre of the room.

Edward's perfect face was twisted, as if he was going through a brutal torture. Alice's was emotionless, like she was in shock.

I was laid down; Alice came over to me, her face changing to sorrow, "I'm sorry, Bella, I'm so sorry." I wasn't sure why she whispered, everyone would hear what she had said anyway.

My angel walked to my side, his face contorted, his eyes onyx pools of despair. He brushed my hair from my neck, kissed it gently and then, pain. The pain I had felt once before, the fire raged, like hell on earth. It was all could think about, nothing else existed. I needed the pain to go away. If there was a God why didn't he kill me, why didn't he put me out of my suffering? I could faintly hear dry sobs.

The pain would come and go like the tide, it would seem to disappear, only to surface minutes or was it second or hours later? I didn't care anymore, sometimes I would see an angel by my side with a pain stricken face that didn't suit his perfect features. I had seen him before, I knew that but not who he was.

"Edward," that was the name of my angel I was sure. "It will be done in half-hour." The musical voice said so slowly.

Eventually the pain started to subside, I knew this was the end, this was death. I could hear a gentle beat that I knew was my heart slowing, until, nothing. I opened my eyes, I could see every speck of dust, every colour, I could hear whispered conversations out on streets, I could smell, the most amazing scent, it pulled me in, my eyes were drawn to it, to my angel. Edward.

"Are you alright?" His voice was nervous, cautious.

"Yes, how long have I..." My voice was smooth, perfect.

"Three days, I couldn't bear to hear you scream, I wanted more than anything to stop the pain for you." His voice softer than I could ever remember

"You gave me what I wanted, thank you," I frowned as I thought, "I need a phone, I need to talk to Charlie," Oh God, Charlie.