Eternal Longings (Soul Singer)
Disclaimer: All these characters are property of Stephanie Meyer as are any of this story's similarities to any of her written work . I do not own anything other than my own original workings throughout the story.
Chapter One: The Day I Died
(EPOV)
It's been along time since I was, as I like to call, "born into eternal damnation". I always believed us to be soulless creatures, us vampires that is, condemned to stealing a beings life force animals and humans alike just to survive, satiate the blood lust, and quench the thirst of the monster that lives within us. There was a time when I gave into that monster, let him overtake my mind, my body, my senses, let him rule and indulge in his constant blood lust, annihilating any human that happened to cross our path, that is until she crossed our path.
Flashback (1918, after Edward's "death" at the hospital):
She had long chestnut flowing locks that encompassed her flawless porcelain face. Her eyes were chocolate and as deep as pools peering into the window of her pure and innocent soul. Instantaneously her eyes caused the monster and I freeze in our tracks as she unknowingly met our gaze. This young woman was perfect in every way, it was as if she was personally molded by the gods; a goddess, absolute and complete. As I looked into my hazy memories as my time as a human, I recalled this angelic face as the haze slowly began to dissipate. I've seen this face many times before my "birth", I loved her and had given myself fully unto her as she did me, both our hearts and souls intertwined.
This memory was enough to send the monster straight back to his prison in my mind, bound by shackles that clung to his wrists and ankles, his waist chained to the bars of his prison securely keeping him in place. I slowly began to stalk towards her, Isabella, my Isabella, I had thought to myself. She was unaware of my presence but still I stayed silently behind her watching, slowly slinking closer, and inhaling her beautiful intoxicating scent as it sang to me. As I continued my approach I could hear her crying, writhing in agony, as she fell to her knees near the edge of a cliff overlooking the sea.
I wondered to myself who caused this angel, my love, such pain. Inching closer I heard a forced whisper that came from her luscious pink lips "Edward" she said. I gasped, it was me, and I was the source of her pain, her tears. As she stayed knelt down near the edge of the cliff I quietly and easily stroked my hand across the back of her hair. As I did this she began to sob even harder, mumbling through her tears she said "I can still feel you here with me" as she stood up slowly, weak from exhaustion.
It was then that I was compelled to reach out to her again, caress her face, and inhale her beautifully floral and mouthwatering scent. Lost in my thoughts of caressing her, holding her again, feeling her warmth engulfing my cold, deadened, rock-like body, I barely noticed what she said next, it was such a quiet murmur whispered under her breath, "I can't bear to live without you". As she finished uttering those words my mind began to sober slowly beckoning me back to reality. I looked on in horror, frozen, as I watched her close her eyes, turn backwards facing my direction, as her body began to gracefully fall off the edge of the cliff. I rushed over trying to get to her in time, save her, but I was mere seconds too late to save my beloved. I screamed her name as I watched her fall to her end and as I did she opened her eyes and met my gaze, smiled and muttered "We'll be together soon my love, forever". With that the water and rocks beneath claimed her life and her body, whisking it out to sea, never for my eyes to be able to set on again.
End Flashback
I will never forget that day, if I were capable of crying, I'd shed tears everyday for her until the end of time. My world died that day, as did what was left of my dead, un-beating heart. Since the tragedy I continued to travel with my maker, Carlisle, as his companion, his "son".