A/N I'm a little new at this, so any review will be very helpful! R&R please!
I didn't remember who I am, where I came from, where I live, what happened. All I remember is black, chaos, pain, sorrow, agony, revulsion, then finally, loneliness and confusion. I don't know how long I lay there, thrashing in seemingly endless agony and pain, it was like a fire, burning it's way through every vein in my body, swirling through my limbs leaving behind the numbness. I associated every scorching minute of that blazing inferno to mean death. I had died, I was dead, and now I was suffering, for some mistake I didn't even remember. My back arching I cried out, my head was spinning for some antidote, some way to numb the pain. Then finally, I broke through. My eyes flickered open, I blinked, shocked, there was no way...
When I opened my eyes I could see everything in sharp detail, every speck of pigment making up the world around me was easily identifiable to my new eyes. I got up with astonishing speed, the area where I had lay was demolished, plants ripped from its roots, strewn everywhere. I gasped in horror as I took in myself by a puddle's edge. I could feel fear, hurt, bewilderment hitting me harshly. My mind seemed like an huge symphony hall, the thoughts bounced off from every wall, my feelings changing in a second. There seemed to be many different rooms in my brain, I was so easily distracted. What was I?
Who was this gorgeous goddess looking back at me? A single name rose up from the sea of fuzzy memories in the back of my head, Bella. So that's who I was? I lifted a slender arm, twisting it, I was pale silver-white, with thin long fingers and manicured nails. My legs were modeled in the same startling perfection, slender but muscled and athletic looking. The rest of my body was lithe; coiled muscles betrayed my unlikely strength, coordination, and speed. I was medium in height with a straight posture, the grace in which i moved startled me. I could see a old memory, hazy as though i was remembering something that has been repressed for a while. It was...me... At least it must've been, before I was changed.
*Flashback*
A velvet voice asked me, "Are you alright Bella?"
I walked on by this perfect stranger, "Of course."
I took a step and tripped, almost landing face first on the concrete. But, inhumanely fast, a white marble-like hand shot out and caught me before I could touch the ground.
I stumbled, flustered.
He threw back his head of bronze ruffled hair with laughter.
I scowled, "Bella, Bella, Bella." He chided softly with the hint of a chagrin. The voice chuckled, I looked up and saw the most beautiful face imaginable. Pale white like me with amber-golden eyes, a crooked smile playing on him face. He was tall and extremely handsome.
"You don't know how much I love you."
*End of Flashback*
The first thing I did was look at my face, it was heart shaped with thin pale pink lips, ears hidden beneath a shoulder length curtain of thick chocolate-brown hair. But the eyes... they scared me, like something from a book of monsters... they were bloody red. I gasped, but the action didn't seem to relieve my lungs with the air flowing in, there wasn't even the sound of a beating heart. What was I?
Then, I stood there, rooted to the ground in shock, someone loved me, someone loves me.
Right then and there, I vowed to find that mysterious handsome god. Only then, i assumed, would I find out who I was, and what happened to me.