Title: A world and its tears
Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters apart from Elle, said just like 'L' but Elle and Gabriel will be based off of Heroes, they are not the actual characters. Tim Kring owns them, not me.
Summery: A virus hits the world with devastating consequences, one of which is Bella's death, Forks is left almost abandoned with only the vampires and werewolves alive. A sixteen year old girl appears, with wings of an angel and the only person capable of restoring the Earth and saving the few survivors that are left. The problem is that the virus has a mind of its own and its intent on killing her.
A/N this idea came to me in History at school. It was that boring i couldn't think of anything, we were having a lesson on the black death and i guess this is what happened in my head.
Prologue -
Bella's last moment written in a diary.
I once wondered what it would be like to die. I didn't want to but I always wondered what would happen. Edward didn't have the chance to change me, he was off hunting and had no idea what was happening. So I guess this is my last message to him. He'll find it, I know he will., I'll be holding it when I die after all.
That's if he can read through the tear splattered pages.
I love you Edward but i cannot fight this. Its meant to be, you will find someone else to love and you will be happy.
Our forever just wasn't meant to last forever. All those times you called me an angel payed off anyway, right?
I love you, goodbye.
Bella, yours for the eternity after forever.
Elle woke with a start. Something was wrong, she could feel it. It was like...like the earth was getting revenge. She almost laughed at herself, she sounded like a bad drama act. The world wanting revenge for what? Global Warming...okay yes, it could want vengeance for that. Pollution? Littering? Animal abuse.
Come to think of it, Elle mused, The world has a lot of things it could hold us responsible for.
Sighing, Elle clambered out of bed and grabbed her dressing gown. The black silk felt heavenly against her skin. She felt wide awake, and after glancing at the clock to see the numbers 02:04am just sitting there, glaring at her with an aggressive red light, she realised that her first thoughts had been close to the truth. Why else would she have bothered getting up?
Someone important was angry. Someone powerful. Someone evil? Someone she really didn't want to meet or even know about.
A shudder ripped its way down Elle's body and her hands gave off a few sparks of electricity from surprise. Elle cursed silently, shaking her hands to rid them of the numb feeling they always got after she had had a particularly bad scare to cause the sparks.
She knew they only hurt if she wasn't prepared for them.
Muttering angrily, Elle crept out of her room. No lights were on which meant that like always, her parents hadn't come home like they had planned to. Pursing her lips, Elle shook her head and carried on tip toeing towards the marble staircase, all the while growling to herself for the slippers she had forgotten to buy.
Her feet were almost ice blocks when she finally reached the kitchen.
The huge chrome fridge looked daunting in the darkness. Then again, a teddy bear would look daunting in Elle's parents choice of cosy housing. Not that they were ever home. Travelling the world with her uncle, Elle was always left behind, almost always alone other then her older brother.
Gabriel was also away that week, visiting his old best friend in New York. She missed him like she'd miss her arm if it went missing. He had raised her to the best of his ability. Being twenty two and seven years older then her, it was left to him to change her nappies when she was a child, to feed her, bathe her up until she was five, when the maid had insisted on taking over since they were both growing up.