Silver Cherryblossom

Metamorphosis:

The pain was so substantial. Every part of my body was drenched in agonizing pain. I felt blazing fire circulating in my veins. The ache was so immense I couldn't even move a muscle without the wicked inferno roaring up rebelliously, reminding me that it had definite control considering the state I was in.

It had to have been at least 24-hours since I had been changed. Good. Only 48 hours left to go. I still didn't regret my decision even with the flames licking the combustible flesh behind my skin.

I clenched my fists in agony and was rewarded with the searing heat's booming laughter throbbing viscously right down to my bones. A wave of incandescent flames lapped up against my chest, lighting an individual match that burned brighter than the others.

I didn't have the self control to restrain myself from crying out, when the match lit the flame in my lungs. My own voice bounced around in the walls of my throat and I was sure they could hear it in China.

I rolled on my side clutching my ears, hissing a string of profanities that would make Renée faint if she heard. Everything was so loud! If I really concentrated I could hear everything, but only if the pain died down a bit.

I could hear the flutter of a moth's wings, a spider spinning its shimmering webs. The flurry of movement downstairs, when my ear-splitting screech reached their delicate ears. The fire slowly started to die, trying to pin point another part of my aching body it had yet to burn.

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It took more effort than it should have for me to open my eyes, light flooded into my mind and woke me from my nonexistent sleep. The fire was dieing out, the flames receding vengefully.

The human privilege of unconsciousness didn't apply to me anymore so I felt every second of the searing heat burning beneath my skin. I endured every burst of painful energy, at different areas of my body.

It had first started in my chest, and then acid traveled my veins like a road down to my legs and feet. Then it doubled back and came up to my arms, then higher to my throat, mouth, eyes, ears, and nose.

This part of the process was the most painful. Every time the acid reached its destination little explosions of anguish would set off a chain reaction of bursts. The last explosion was a pathetic blossom of sting in my lungs.

Now the pain was residing and I felt weak. I felt like a huge burden had been lifted from my shoulders. I took a deep breath and it caught in my throat.

The smell of seven vampires hit me like a cinder block to my chest. They each had an individual scent, different but alike. They smelled sweetly, like the air in spring after rain. Or the gentle mist of an old perfume.

I suddenly realized that my senses must be increased tenfold. I could hear their movement's two floors below.

I sat up on the couch and looked around, the room was empty. I stood very slowly, I wasn't sure how fast I could go but I didn't want to break anything trying to find out.

I opened the door, it swung back and banged loudly as it hit the wall. I heard someone stop what they were doing down stairs.

Walking down the hall I noticed Alice's door was ajar. I walked in and looked around, I couldn't hear anyone on this floor but I didn't completely trust my heightened senses.

Then I noticed that in the corner on the far left there was a girl staring at me with disinterest. She was beautiful.

She had thick, long deep cocoa hair that tumbled to her waist. It was disheveled and messy but caught the light just right. She had a figure to rival Rosalie's, she was thin with long legs a delicate neck, and slender fingers.

Her heart shaped face was as pale as the moon. Her eyes were rimmed with thick black lashes. The color of her eyes was obsidian with gold and red along the edges, undecided.

Then I realized as shock crossed the striking girls features that, that girl was me. I walked slowly foreword and she did the same, I reached out slowly and our fingertips met. The cold glass confirmed it was really a full length mirror and not another immortal girl.

I quickly turned and walked of the room slightly dazed; when I got to the stairs an idea hit me. I stood at the first step; there wasn't anything I could possibly crash into….

At top speed I bound down the stairs, in a second I hit the wall with a loud crash. It was exhilarating the first time, but when I reached the door on the other side of the large room at the end of the grand stair way, I realized the front door was much harder than the walls.

My nose and forehead stung like I had gotten slapped. I groaned and rubbed my forehead turning around, I hadn't been aware of my audience. In front of me stood my new family with wide eyes.

Esme recovered her composure first, and in ran to me with open arms. She squeezed me briefly and held me by the shoulders, "Wow! You look so altered! But you're still my Bella!" She said in a loving tone and hugged me again.

Then Edward crossed the room in long strides and stared down at me with smoldering eyes, sad.

"So……." A lame attempt to break the deafening silence, "Do I taste as good as I smell?" I asked innocently. Emmett laughed obnoxiously loud at that. Edward silenced him with one look I couldn't see. Jasper hid his chuckle behind a fake cough.

Edward stared at me with a grim expression. "It's ok!" I said with a happy tone, holding the sides of his face in my hands. "I don't regret changing and I never will! And look what I can do!" I said excitedly.

I began to skip gracefully across the room in a wide circle. Coming back to the observing group I said, "See! No tripping!". At that exact moment my ankle caught the leg of the grand piano in mid hop and I landed gracelessly on the floor, with a low thud.

Laughter echoed through the room, not even Rosalie could suppress it. Apparently tonight I was a comedian. A wide grin spread across Edward's face. Giggling like mad, Alice skipped toward me and offered her hand; I took it and stood quickly.

Much to my astonishment I couldn't feel the heat of a crimson blush on my cheeks. "I guess I spoke too soon, huh?" I said. Embarrassed. Everyone came over and we exchanged hugs, even Rosalie, to my surprise.

It felt like a welcoming ceremony. Now there was no reason for Jasper to keep his distance, or Edward to deny his thirst. We were one and the same, and because of that I was truly happy. It couldn't get better than this: Surrounded by my new family drowning in affection.