A lot of people aren't satisfied with how the Twilight Saga ended just like that. Now I'm not a huge fan of Twilight, but I do know everything about it and I've decided to submit in my own continuation of it now. It's going to be focused on a new vampire addition to the Cullen family and some other complications.
I will be going a lot into the Renesmee x Jacob relationship in this too, since it's obviously much anticipated. I hope you enjoy. I'll be writing it from three different points of view, two of them my OCs and one of them Renesmee.
I hope you enjoy this story and accept it as a good continuation from where Twilight left off.
Gemma's P.O.V.
I seeped back into consciousness at last, but still there was nothing but darkness. I remembered little about what was happening but I felt like I should be somewhere, yet I wasn't. What was happening on the outside anyway?
Suddenly I felt it. A sharp pain throughout my entire body. It felt like something was eating away at me from the inside, like a fire. It hurt like hell and I wanted to scream but somehow I couldn't. I couldn't find my voice anymore than I could move. I felt like a statue, just lying there doing nothing. So I waited...and waited.
Finally the pain died down and I felt something new. A sort of spark that didn't burn at all like the fire from before had. It was a subtle feeling in comparison. Finally I could hear something.
"It's almost done. She'll be waking up any minute now," one voice said. It sounded calm and mature. For a moment I thought it was my father but it didn't sound like him. It was softer; patient.
"Carlisle, I hope you don't think what I did was wrong," another voice replied. This one sounded younger and slightly in pain. But it was just as sweet as the other one. Both of them reminded me of honey.
"No, I don't think what you did was wrong," the first one responded. "If she had no other choice, then this is the best thing for her. You'll take care of her when she wakes up, alright?"
"Alright."
Take care of who? Where they talking about me?
I wanted to say something but only a light moan came out. At least that was a start. Suddenly I heard more, and this time it seemed to be movement.
"She's waking up," the second voice said.
"Wait a bit more," the first one instructed.
I decided to wait as well and then I finally found the strength to open my eyes. I was in a white room lying down across a bed. My eyes focused just on the ceiling for a moment and I thought I was dreaming. It was almost I could see the very molecules in the ceiling...it was just so close as if I was magnifying it. My eyes alertly turned over to my right where two other figures stood.
One was tall, blonde and lean with a kind and gentle face. The other was slightly more muscular with reddish-brown hair and golden eyes staring intently on me. They both had golden eyes that were just as alert as mine.
I sat up in the bed and looked around more. It was amazing, all that I could see.
"Where am I?" I thought to ask. Wait, my voice! It sounded so foreign like it wasn't even mine. But those were my words...just not my voice. My voice never sounded quite as musical or like a bell as this voice did.
"Our home," the blonde one said. "Do you remember anything before waking up?"
"Just a...kind of burning feeling," I replied. There it was again. That musical voice.
"And?"
I thought back long and hard and then I remembered. I'd been on a plane with my dad going to Vancouver for a skiing trip. We were pretty excited to finally be able to ski on the Rockies. But then...?
"I was with my dad in a plane," I said.
The reddish-brown haired one looked down.
I stared at them but they didn't move and neither did I.
"Where is my dad?" I asked. "And who are you?"
The blonde one broke the silence that followed. "I'm sorry. But I'm afraid that your father didn't survive."
"Survive what?" I pressed, my voice somewhat caught in my throat.
"The plane you were in crashed," the other one said. "I just barely found you alive in the plane. If the crash itself didn't kill the rest of the passengers, the fire that followed did."
I swallowed, not sure how to believe what they were telling me. Dad dead? I just couldn't comprehend that.
"And then...why am I still alive?" I asked. "Even if the crash or fire didn't just barely kill me, my injuries would have."
The blonde one stood and all of a sudden I sprang up defensively. I was now standing on the bed, my arms held around me. Wait, why did I have this sudden reaction? These men didn't look all that dangerous!
"Now please calm down," the blonde one soothed. "And let us explain. It's true that you wouldn't have lived, had Edward not saved you."
The other one, who I presumed to be Edward also stepped forward. My muscles tensed.
"You won't believe me the first time I say this but here goes," he said. "You're not human anymore. You're now one of us. A vampire."
And that's the beginning of one of the girl's stories. I'll be introducing the other one in the next chapter but until then please feel free to get some fandom started on this story.
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