A/N: Okay, so here's the second installment. It's a little shorter, but eh. It's been three days and you already get another chap! Be happy :)
This chapter is dedicated to my first reviewer on this story Dorchester thanks for reviewing, you rock!
Enjoy!
-Lamb
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Eddy's POV
I woke up after what felt like mere seconds in the strangest place imaginable; Bella's living room. But that wasn't even the weirdest part. The room- which for as long as I could remember had a big leather couch and chair, was unadorned by those familiar objects. Instead, there was a giant grey 'L' couch. Not to mention the walls were green.
What was going on?
Even that wasn't the strangest part. I couldn't hear any minds. Everything looked blurry. Everything sounded quiet. The only thing I could smell was casserole cooking in the other room.
But the strangest out of everything was I could feel my- dead- heart beating- rapidly I might add- in my chest. I couldn't help myself then, tried to stand up as fast as I could, but ended up spazzing out on the coffee table and crashing to the ground.
"Eddy?" I heard Bella call from the doorway, though it was faint. I ground my teeth. Eddy? Was she kidding? She knows I hate being called that! Does she not? I pushed my annoyance away, settling to try and figure out why I was no longer a vampire!
"Bella, something's wrong with me! I… my heart…." I stuttered out, but it was weird because even though I was talking quickly it felt unbearably slow.
"Are you feeling okay, Eddy? I saw what that woman did, but I had your father examine you, and he said you would be fine." Bella said slowly, walking toward me. What was wrong with her, she was never that forward. Ever.
"I… why do you keep calling me Eddy… It's Edward, just like you don't like being called your full name…"I insisted, my head pounding with an almost unbearable headache.
"I'm going to call your dad in here, you're obviously not thinking clearly. Just sit on the couch okay?" She told me, helping me up onto the couch.
"Bella, I don't need Carlisle to come check on me, I swear I-" I tried.
"None of that, Eddy. Come on you obviously aren't feeling okay. You got hit by that thing and then collapsed and hit your head on the tile floor! I'm calling for him." She insisted. "Dad, get Carlisle, Eddy's awake, but he's not doing well!" Bella shouted toward the other room.
What's happening to me?
After a few moments there was a burst of green flame in the fireplace and out walked a much older looking version of Carlisle. He looked nearly forty with wrinkles and greying hair. I felt like barfing. For the first time in nearly a hundred years, I felt like I was dreaming. Everything was surreal…
"Eddy, how you feeling." Carlisle asked me.
"You just… the fireplace… how… and you're so…" I couldn't put a coherent sentence together. Nothing was behaving normally. Fireplaces do not suddenly burst with green flames and bring a person with them!
"Oh, I see what you were saying, Isabella… He does seem very… confused." Carlisle said to Bella. Isabella? Who does he think he is calling Bella by her full name? She hates that and he knows it!
"Yeah, he was saying something about his heart… I just don't want to take any chances that he might be hurt. You can help him, right Carlisle?" Bella asked worriedly.
"My heart! It's… It's beating! Pounding even!" I tried to explain calmly, but I was so overwhelmed by my emotions that it came out more as a flustered choke.
"Calm down Eddy, it's going to be okay." Carlisle said.
"Carlisle what's wrong with me?" I choked out, I could feel tears- real tears- stream down my cheeks.
What was happening?
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Meanwhile in another reality
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Eddy's POV:
One moment I was on fire, being electrocuted by the strange woman and the next I was wide awake with sensory overload. I could hear, see, and smell everything. But Isabella was gone. She had just been there, screaming my name, and now she was gone.
Time seemed to stand still for an infinite amount of time. That was when I noticed the intense burning in my throat. I felt on fire again. I stood up from the dirty floor, but it only took a fraction of a second. I blanched.
What?
I couldn't feel my heart at all. And I felt… out of energy. I started to walk to the front door in hopes I could shake off this hellish feeling. I passed by a mirror though, and I stopped at who was looking back at me.
He looked like me… mostly. But his eyes were dark… almost black instead of their normal green. And then there was the hair. Where I usually kept it at about an inch or two, this person- me- had three or four inches of hair and it was all gelled into spikes.
The scary part was the look he had though- he looked ravenous like he was about to kill somebody. This was me… but it wasn't.
I felt a dulled feeling of fear. Everything was overpowered by my undying thirst. The death grew in my eyes, so I bolted. It hurt to think I might hurt someone else… especially kill.
What had I become? I didn't feel human.
I bolted out the front door and was about to run all the way home, when I heard an off version of Isabella's voice calling up the walkway.
"Edward?" I was used to weird, but this was too much, and in that moment the only thing I wanted was to hug Isabella. She was my savior. But as I approached her the burning grew substantially, and I could feel something in my mouth. It was like saliva, but thicker. There was a urge almost undeniable to sink my teeth into her neck.
I managed two words before I ran as far away from her as I could. "I'm sorry." I said it between my teeth and slowly with distinction.
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I was at my house in seconds, though it made me want to tear my hair out. As I stepped in the door, I was overrun by seven distinct voices. I identified them as similar to Alice, Emmett, my father and my mother, but I couldn't make out any of what they were saying. I couldn't even hear myself thinking. My brain felt like splitting into a billion pieces.
"Can you all just be quiet?" I yelled over the voices as I collapsed to the ground in a fetal position. Why is it so loud? Can't they control their voice levels?
Someone touched my shoulder and I flinched away. Couldn't they tell I was trying to die here?
"Leave me alone." I said quietly, pain apparent in my voice. I tried not to listen, but these voices rang out louder than the others somehow.
"Carlisle, stop. He's having a panic attack." Sounded like Jasper Hale.
"How can a vampire have a panic attack?" I heard a Rosalie Hale-like voice ask.
Vampire? Is that what I was? A soul sucking, blood drinking, night wandering murderer?
"I have no idea, but he's having one." The Jasper voice said again.
"Can you guys give us some space? A substantial amount? Maybe his reading is giving him a headache or something." A voice like my Fathers insisted.
"But he's never had that problem before has he? Why would it be that?" The Rosalie voice said again.
"Sometimes my visions bug me, maybe he's having the beginnings of a problem caused by reading that was triggered by something or someone." I heard a voice similar to Allie's say… but there was something off about it. None of these voices quiet sounded like the people I knew.
"Just go guys. This is serious." My father sound-alike said.
The room suddenly sounded quieter. There was only one voice. I opened my eyes and looked into the startlingly young face of my father. "Is it always that loud?" I asked quietly. God forbid I speak loudly right now.
"For you, yes. Are you feeling okay, Edward?" He asked me, his golden eyes- which messed up the image of him being my father, my dad had my same green eyes- searching mine.
"No," I whispered, closing my eyes, wishing I could just fall asleep. The pain in my throat was still killing me and even just the one voice constantly talking, there were still all these little noises everywhere that were squeezing my brain. "What happened?" The man- if he wasn't my father who was he asked.
"I… I don't know… one minute I was on my date with Isabella and the next I got a text to go to an address. Something about it piqued my interest… so we went there. The only person there was this creepy old lady though. She threw this thing at me and the next thing I knew I was awake on the floor with an excess amount of senses, and a startling lack of heartbeat… And I wanted to drink… Isabella's blood…" I said in a hushed voice. "Am I really a vampire?" I asked scared; I was a wizard! I could not be a vampire now! I just graduated! I didn't go through seven years of schooling just to not be able to use any of it!
He gave me an odd look. "Of course you are… Edward, you've been a vampire for over one hundred years… are you okay?" He asked me.
"No… No, I have only been like this for ten minutes at most… You have to believe me! I don't know who you are. My name is Eddy, my girlfriend is Isabella I have two siblings; Allie is my twin, Mett is my evil older brother. They're dating the Hale twins respectively. We live in this house, but it's not this house exactly, it looks different… and I went to Higley's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in California for seven years. I'm going to be an investigator for the Bureau of Magic. I am not a vampire. I can't be a vampire. My whole life would have been for nothing…" I rambled out.
Why was this happening to me?
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In a room there was a man with a hooded face sitting at the head of a grand table. The room was otherwise empty, and curtains were drawn over the large windows.
There was a knock at the door across the room. The hooded man looked up from his activity and called for the person to enter.
A guard in metal armor entered with a sealed envelope. He made his way across the room to his superior. Once he set the letter on the table, he left.
It was not until the guard was gone that the hooded man picked up the papers with a gloved hand. He opened it carefully and read the single line written there.
It is done, Master.
He took a pen from his study materials and wrote on a separate piece of paper:
Splendid. Report back to me when you have news.
Then he sent it out with a flick of his wrist, a laugh of malevolence escaping his thin lips.
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A/N: Hmmm, interesting developments, eh? Who do you guys think the person at the end was? Whose part did you like more? Eddy's or Edward?
Thanks to everyone for reading! Leave a review with your thoughts!
DFTBA!
-Lamb
