Bella's Purpose

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Info: Instead of Laurent as the one Bella sees in the meadow, it's Victoria. She decides to "play" with Bella and breaks most of her bones, before the pack finds her and chases her off.


As Bella lay gasping for air in the meadow, three figures stepped out from the tree line. She gave a small smile and tried to lift her hand up to wave, but noticed that it was broken as

with most of her body. Alice gasped and ran towards Bella looking like she was about to cry, well if she could cry. "Bella!" she cried, "We have to get you to Carlisle, now!" She

turned to Jasper and Edward, who where still in the trees and knew that they weren't going to be of any help. "No, Alice, there's no time." Bella didn't want to mention that there was

no point either, that she was going to die soon anyway, it might as well be now. "Alice" Bella wheezed, "I want you to know that none of this was your fault, that this is how everything

was supposed to work out. Things were set in motion before you were even born." Alice, confused, looked back towards Edward, knowing he could hear what was being said and

raised an eyebrow. Edward shrugged slightly and took a step forward to try and help Alice, but couldn't take the smell of Bella's broken body and had to step back next to Jasper.

Alice turned back to Bella and stared down at her as Bella started to mumble how Alice had nothing to be sorry for and that she wanted to help everyone, so not to feel bad. Alice just

stroked her hair as the life drained out of Bella's body. "I love you all…Edward, love you most" were the last words out of Bella's mouth. Edward let out a snarl that in its self, make

Alice want to cry. Jasper, looked at Edward, apologized and left due to the emotions as Edward ran and knelt down besides Bella and Alice. As Edward was holding Bella and tried

to wake her up, Alice noticed a white light out of the corner of her eye. As she turned towards the light, she heard Bella's voice say her name. Edward looked up, startled and

confused, as he whispered the name of the spirit as it began to take shape, "Bella".