Hey guys, it's my first stab at Twilight fanfic. Reviews make my day!
And then I opened my eyes and gazed above me in wonder.
The room was small. I pressed my hands to either side of it. I searched for a door but couldn't find one.
"Bella, you have to get out." I heard faintly. It sounded like Charlie.
"Dad!" I yelled, looking up and down. All I could see was cold condensation gathering on the brick walls.
"Bella," The voice rang again. I furrowed my brow. It didn't sound like Charlie anymore? Was it Mom? Edward? Jacob? Alice? Jessica? It sounded like all of them at once. I started to breathe faster. I ran my fingers through all the cracks and crannies of the cold brick but still couldn't find a door. There must be a way out.
"Bella" The voice rang out again. The walls were at my shoulders now. I tried to push them back out again but they wouldn't budge.
"Where are you? Let me out!" I screamed. I fell to the ground, the walls closing in around me. "Edward," I murmurred. This was it. After everything I've been through I was going to die here, now. I tried to scream as the world came down around me like a clamp over my heart but nothing would come out. Everything was gone then.
"Bella," I woke up with a start. I gasped for air grabbing at the sheets around me. It was dark in the room but everything looked crisp and bright. The sound came from everywhere. It was like nails on a chalkboard. I put my hands over my ears and saw that the sound was coming from a fly making it's way across a mahogany desk in the corner. I stared at it, horrified.
"Bella," I heard again. A boy was next to me. He reached out for me and tried to gather me in his arms. I backed away from him against the headboard, pulling the sheets around me.
"Carlisle," He said, glancing back behind him. It was then I noticed that I wasn't alone. Seven people hovered in the shadows, closing in around me like the walls from my dream- the memory of which was dwindling like the sand in an hourglass. I tried to hold on to it but it just faded faster. I looked around wide-eyed but said nothing. I saw a letter opener out of the corner of my eye. I glanced back at them, wondering if I could get to it before they could.
"Bella," the boy said again reaching out for me again. There was no time. I grabbed for the letter opener and held it out at him, hands shaking.
"What's going on?" The boy said pleadingly to the blonde man behind him.
"I don't know," The blonde, Carlisle, said quietly, "I've never seen anything like this before."
"She doesn't know who I am." He said. She gazed into his golden eyes sunken into pale, marble skin. She shuddered.
"The transition is different for everyone," A girl with short brown hair said. She put her hand on my back. I whipped around and pointed the letter-opener at her.
"Bella, it's me. Alice." The girl said with an unnervingly bright smile on her face. "We're here to help you. We're your family." She said with open arms. I stared around at these strangers.
"No, you're not." I said, my voice shaking as much as my arms. "Charlie Swan's my family, Renee Dwyer's my family. Where are my parents? What have you done with them?" As I talked my confidence grew and my voice evened out. At least I could talk. That much I was sure of.
"If she knows who they are, why doesn't she know who we are?" The boy, Edward, said. He glanced at Alice, panicked.
"She'll remember us, don't worry." The brown-haired girl said cheerfully.
"What makes you so sure?" I growled.
"Because I can see the future Bella." She said, fixing me with that empty smile again.
"Why am I here?" I asked, the alarm rising in my voice.
"You had a child and it was killing you so we had to make you a vampire." A pretty blonde girl said. She sounded almost bored.
I looked around at them silently for a moment.
"Oh God. You're crazy. You're all crazy. I need to get out of here!" I said. I scrambled out of bed holding out the letter-opener stupidly. I knew it couldn't do much against seven people but it made me feel safer. I moved towards the window but in a moment the big, brunette guy was in front of me, hands on my shoulders.
"I don't think so, Bella." He said, clamping down on my shoulders.
"Emmett," Carlisle called out but it was too late. I pushed him as hard as I could and he hit the wall hard, so hard in fact that the drywall cracked in two.
"Stay. Aware from me." I growled at him.
"Bella, you know who we are." Edward said softly, coming closer to me. I took a step back.
"She's more powerful than you right now." Carlisle said, almost in a whisper, "And delusional. We have to subdue her."
"I don't want to hurt her," Edward said. "Bella, don't you want to see your child? Don't you want to see Renesmee?" He sounded like he knew me. I narrowed her eyes at him. He looked familiar, like some distant memory. Something that once felt nice but wilted.
"We won't," Carlisle pulled a syringe out of his pocket, uncapped it and squirted some liquid out of the top. I widened my eyes as they all closed in around me. I didn't know these people but they obviously meant me harm, how could they not. I won't let them hurt me. I glanced at the window. If I can push that hulking mass of muscle, Emmet, straight through a sheet of drywall then I was stronger than I thought. I pushed the short haired girl aside and lept through the window.I braced myself but I barely felt anything as I sailed through the grass.
I landed hard on her feet, stumbled a bit, then ran into the woods. I heard shouts behind her but I didn't stop. I had to get away. I didn't know where I was or how I would get there but I knew I had to run.
That's when I tripped.
I landed hard on my face, sailing through a tree root and into some brush. It didn't hurt but I lay completely still, wondering if one of them had found her.
"Omigod!" A female voice said from behind me, "Are you okay?" I closed my eyes and time hung in the air for the moment. It was like the smell connected with my tactile senses. The girl I couldn't see yet filled very fiber of my body. She smelled like flowers, she smelled like my favorite food, she made me feel cozy, like I was wrapped in the finest furs. It was like I had never been whole before but I was now. Goosebumps rose on my skin. I wanted more, I wanted it all over me.
"Oh," I breathed. I didn't have to be told what to do. I lept up and grabbed the girl by the neck and bit into her. The blood spread through me, warming my very bones, everything felt nice. Everything felt real. I was capable of whatever I wanted in that moment. I was sure of everything. I had never been sure of anything before. At least it felt that way. The screaming stopped after a moment but I didn't notice. I let the girl fall in a heap next to her. I licked the blood from my lips.
"Oh," I said again. That's when someone came up from behind me and snapped my neck. I fell to the ground unconscious.
