Chapter #1: Unknowingly POV Lacey

A/N: Hey guys! this is my first fan fiction and I don't know how it'll go, so wish me luck! Please Review too!

OH! and Lacey and Jana and Kurt etc are all extra characters with their names changed. Lacey is with Micha by the way. Please forgive me for any mistakes!

I stood in the middle of the room waiting for Micha so we could quietly make our escape and rendezvous in our special cave. Our cave, with the beautiful blue glowing birds and water that had finally been restored to it's normal self (Thankfully!).
Eventually, Micha walked out flanked by Kurt. Kurt held Rosalie in his arms as he walked down the hallway. I was nervous Kurt was going to trip on the table I had just put there and drop Rosalie. And of corse, right as my mind concluded the thought and was shoving it away, Kurt fell and i pounced in front of him as Rosalie went flying from him. I grabbed Rosalie and managed to push Kurt backwards to prevent him from being hurt by that blasted table.
Micha stood there in awe, his mouth agape. I giggled. Jana came flying out of her room in an unnatural matter, and in truth it scared the crap out of me. We all stood staring at her waiting to see what was goin on. She stopped right in front of me.
"Lacey..." she said hesitantly, "Give me the baby." I allowed my jaw to drop and then closed it realizing that I probably looked stupid.
"Why?"
"Just give me Rosalie." She said, her voice was now an overly high soprano and her eyes were beginnng to tear up. With my body shaking, mind shut off, I handed her Rosalie. Jana clutched Rose to her chest and took a few steps back. I looked at the faces of everyone else there. Nothing out of the ordinary was there. Jana took yet another step back and took Kurt's hand. It was then when it happened.
A large pair of strong pincers closed in around my chest, making it difficult to breathe, and I was hoisted up into the air with my feet dangling. I tried to scream, but nothing came out. Higher and higher I went, still terrifyed. Finally, I was pulled through the ceiling and into a hovercraft.
immediately, I was laid on a bed and chained down to it, the chains so heavy the pushed the air out of me. My breathing quickened and I felt an IV being shoved into my arm. I was then abruptly tired. No, exhausted. I let my eyes droop closed.
When I awoke, I found that I was no longer tied down, but layed in a funny posistion on the bed in a cell. I began to get up, but then my head span and I fell back down. For some weird reason, I felt very exposed. I looked down to find I was in only a bikini!
As I sat there in wonder waiting to see what would happen next and looking at my legs, being thankful that I had just shaved them last night, I heard foot steps coming down the cold, indifferent hallway. I sat up against the wall, counting on it to hold me up. Then a darkly cloaked figure appeared in front of the door. A dark, sinister, and ultimately evil laugh was emitted from the shape and it caused me to shiver. The figure then raised one cloaked hand and i began to float upwards and felt the bubble of power course around my body. Then, suddenly, sharp pain was thrown into my spine and spread slowly, causing me to grit my teeth and not make a sound. not give him the satisfaction. My thoughts were taken over and i saw a memory sky turning into the beautiful Vanilla Twilight that the fall brought, that made the leaves shimmer in the fading light. The sky shone it's last rays of light, then faded into blackness.
Then it switched to The beautiful sight of a meteor shower in the night sky in the Spring, each and every streak sparkling individualy, showing it's own beauty. Making people gasp and sigh, wishes were said under breaths, hoping for the best and something good to happen to them and their family and friends, almost like a shooting star, but they lasted longer, gave people more of a chance to make their great wish and then Hope for the best. This also ensured that there was more of a chance that the person's wish came true, no matter how big or small. My breath began to quicken and the pain became stronger. The Picture of the fresh blanket of snow that was here every winter, coming during the night, sneaking it's coldness into the earth, Staying for a long while to give children the playtime and the adolescents the beautiful sight of it all. The snow, Shimmering and illusive, and all of the houses, completely white and majestic. Then there was the brutal Summer, and with the view of the flowers and trees and all of the luscious grass, the pain grew stronger yet. I could vaguely hear someone Quietly yelling. Then the beautiful sight of underwater life through a child's goggles, the saltwater clinging to the shells at the bottom of the dark underground. Fish swam all around, putting on a kind of a show, with beautiful lights and fins, the pain was subsiding now, and the person had stopped yelling and was now moanng over and over. I saw the child's fingertips brush against some plants and then snag on a piece of wood, causing the skin to be ripped loudly (well it seemed loud seeing as I was under water, which, of course, makes everything a whole lot louder or quieter, never leaving anything the same) apart and promptly begin to pour blood into the beautiful scene. The pain peeked and the person was screaming, louder this time and i could hear their voice cracking and their throat straining.
The child took their finger in the other hand and watched it bleed a tremendous amount before leaving the water and showing a mother, who coo'd and tried to help her helpless child, which turned out to be a little girl. The girl's fingers and skin were becoming very white and i sat there simply watching. That's when it hit me. That beautiful young child was my little baby, Rosalie. The screaming got louder and I tried to reach out to her and help her but i couldn't. My body was stuck in one place. I tried to scream out to her, tried to tell her it would be okay. but I couldn't speak either. My Ears were now pierced by the person's screaming. All the images disappeared and i fell to the ground and tasted blood. I realized that it was me, I had been the one screaming. And, apparently, in the process bit my tongue and mouth so many times it was going to cause me to bleed to death, like my little baby girl.
i heard the door screech open and a hand was laid on my shoulder. I tried to get up and this time managed to stand. I looked at who it was that was now comforting me. Tyler stood there with a sympathetic look on his face, which then turned sinister. I felt his hand raise and go to my tongue. He lightly tapped it and all traces of blood were gone from my mouth, my tongue and mouth healed. He looked down at me with a large amout of yearning.
At that moment, my legs gave out and I felt myself falling, then being caught. I knew I couldn't run or push him away from me now. He brushed a single hand up my back and pushed my hair out of my face. I shivered. Tyler grinned and brought me over to the bed and laid a blanket over me. He sat on the edge by me. Slowly but not too slow that i couldn't tell, he began to move his head towards mine. I couldn't think of anythingto do, so I simply closed my eyes so I couldn't see it coming. "Here," he was saying in a low whisper, "let me show you what a real kiss is, not a fake one like the ones that kid gives you." I knew he was talking about Micha. He was frustrating me and i was getting very upset, but I had no other option but to just lay there and let him do what ever he wanted. I was horribly tense and I knew he could feel it too. "Come on, Lacey. Loosen up for me. Come on." A new though rushed into my head. "You're going to be in here forever, being his 'Person'"
I shuddered. I had completely lost the will to live now. i knew i would never see Micha EVER AGAIN. But the most depressing thing was that I wouldn't get to watch my baby grow up. I may get to watch some of Tyler's, but not my own. Not Micha's. I let all of my muscles loose and my body gave a bit of a jolt. I could see Tyler's smile through my eyelashes, just barely keeping them cracked open, just enough to see what he was doing. I moaned in pain. Life sucks.
A few seconds later, Tyler's soft lips pressed down against mine. I hated this and was still very fatigued from the stupid drug they had put me on to get me to fall asleep. About five minutes into the kissing , I fell asleep.

****Author's Note**** Yes, that sounds absolutely stupid, but hey, I'm very tired and I'm only using this font because I can mess up my capitalization and still not notice it. I love this font!****

When i awoke, I was still laying on the bed and i relaxed when i opened my eyes to see that Tyler wasn't there. I began to sit up, (things always go wrong when i sit up!) then realized that the top wasn't hooked anymore and the bikini bottom was messed up, Like when you fall asleep and twist and turn in your sleep and get your shorts, or in a guy's case, boxers, messed up and twisted. I always hate that... I shivered then leaned over the side of my bed and was violently sick. "Yea," I thought sarcastically, "This is totally typical!" I chuckled out loud a moment before getting up and going over to the sink to rinse my mouth out.
I gotta admit, this cell is more like a hotel suite. three different rooms, one a bathroom, one a bedroom, and the other a room in which i couldn't go in, seeing as it was a locked door with the words: Top Secret! Danger! High Voltage!
I sighed and went into the bathroom to find that it was now a five-star-hotel room an i shook my head in disbelief. A Jet bathtub, a giant sink, two showers in one...(wonder why that's there...) Amazing! I brushed my teeth and gargled some hot water. I then left to my regular old cell to find that that too was now a beautiful room fit for a... a... oh, I know, a really famous movie director! I almost said fit for a queen or king, but then i didn't want to sound arrogant so i stopped myself.
The bed was gone but a large couch, which i guessed folded out, and a large flat screen television took it's place. I sighed and shook my head smiling. Tyler had really out done himself.
And then I began to think that maybe, just maybe, I would like to be here for a centuary or so...Then caught myself when I looked down and found a scar where the child's finger had been cut.

By Bri!