All I remember was the pain, and then an angelic voice calling me back into the world. But it wasn't my angels voice, it wasn't my cold, crooked smile, bronze haired angel. The eyes that stared back at me weren't the color of honey, they were red, and surrounded by fire. Victoria. My first instinct was fear, and I crouched away from her. She laughed. "Dear Bella, you have no need to fear me, you are one of us now," she said her smile rigid and fake. I looked around at my surroundings, I was still in our meadow, the meadow my angel first took me too. I glanced down at my hands, I was sparkling. The sun was making me sparkle, so I must be a…. "No," I cried out, " it wasn't suppose to happen this way!" She laughed, evilly. "I saved you from your misery, daughter. He did this to you, he caused your pain. Edward left you, because you were meaningless to him. He left you to die, he knew I would find you. But I, my dear, saved you, because I know what it's like to have your heart broken," Victoria said, almost kindly. His face was etched in my brain. He did leave me here, alone, vulnerable. He broke me into a thousand pieces, and all I wanted was to be his for eternity. "Daughter?" I replied questionably. "Yes," she said, " I created you, I gave you new life, so in this life, I am your mother." "Well mommy, I'm thirsty," I said with a smirk. My heart was consumed with rage.