I'm baaaack! And I'm stumped! the story ends with 'sam'. any ideas? lol wat r u hoping for? i think i'll write on Seattle for a bit lol.
The peircing screams could be heard thoughout the building and more. Carly was still in the room where they shot iCarly, with Freddie sitting beside her, trying to calm her, holding ice to her forehead, neck, stomach, legs, and hands. He could hear screams from downstairs too, but was more concerned with Carly.
Suddenly, the other screams cut off. Several minutes later, the door flung open, a god version of Spencer stepped in.
"Oh. My. God."
"NOOO!"
The window shattered, and Spencer was flung across the room. A woman--who Freddie had to admit was even more georgous than Carly--held Spencer to the wall. Her flame-red hair whipped around in the Seattle wind that blew from the broken window.
"Where is he?!" She demanded. "What have they done with him?"
"I don't know what your talking about," Spencer hissed. "Now release me, so I can eat!"
The woman looked over to where I sat with Carly, who was still writing, with dark, sinister red eyes. She released her hold on Spencer, tilled her head for a moment, then flung him through the window into the traffic below. Then she straightened, and looked into Freddies eyes.
"Do you know where he is?" She asked the question semi-seductavly, in a voice that, truly, sounded like it belonged with golden blonde curls and pink bubble-gum.
"Who?" Freddie asked. He hated how is voice was unsteady.
"James. He was here, and now I can't find him. He was here only three days ago."
"He left with Sam."
"The blonde one? Why?" She looked, and sounded, angry.
"Who knows?" A silky smooth suprano voice wondered. Freddie looked down, startled.
Carly had opened her eyes--which were now a darker, blood red version of the womans--and was staring wonderingly at the ceiling. She had changed. Her skin was far paler than it had ever been, her hair was longer, and darker, and silkier than he could have ever imagined, as it had been so perfect before. She was beyond the perfection of his wildest dreams.
"All we know is that he took Sam, and turned me." Her voice was even more perfect than the it had ever been.
"Now there is only one thing we can do." The woman smiled.
Suddenly, she was right in front of them. She grabbed Carly by the throat, and held her away from her body. Then, she grabbed Freddie and pulled him up. She sunk her teeth into the warm flesh of his neck, sucked some blood, then held him out to Carly who drank for a while. The woman pulled him away and bit him again, this time, letting her venom spread, causing his to scream in pain as Carly had.
"Who are you?" Carly asked when the woman had dropped the boy to the ground. "I'm Carly.
"I know who you are. I watch your web show." She flipped her long hair over her shoulder. "I'm Victoria. I'm here to help you." She smiled.
Later... In Forks.......
SamPOV
I spun around, jumping out of my seat.
"Carly!" I cried joyously.
Carly stood just inside the door, looking at me oddly. It kinda makes me wonder how I knew it was her--she was so different in so many ways. Her hair was longer, and thicker, and shinier, her skin was paler and smoother, her eyes were red, like mine, and she was a bit taller. Her voice was also more like music, like mine.
"Your a vampire?" I whispered, unable to hide my shock.
"Of course she is!" A womans voice said from behind my best friend. She stepped out, and I was immediatly overwhelmed by the differance in her appearence and voice. Shouldn't she have blonde hair and pink bubble gum instead of flaming hair and, well, venom? "What else would she be after Jamie came to see you?"
I was frozen. She knew James? How had James changed Carly too? Had he done so when I'd been changing? Before he'd died in Arizona?
"And I'm not the only one." Carly smiled, and motioned for someone behind her and the woman to join them. It was a man, and he put an arm around her waist.
Wait! A man? No! It was another vampire. Brown hair, red eyes, pale skin, dorky striped shirt....
"Freddie?!" My head was spinning. They were both changed? How? I could somehow believe that James had changed Carly, but Freddie?
"Victoria?!" Edward hissed. "What are you doing here?"
"Have you changed both of these people?" Carlisle demanded.
"Actually, on his way to find your little blood bank," She smiled at Edward. "James stopped in Seattle for a music box--little Sam here." My face was confused, but she continued. "As well as a friend. Carly. Freddie here was with Carly when she changed, and I changed him."
Music box? How could I be a music box? I don't even sing! And people wonder why I don't tend to spend time around people.
"So," Victoria continued. "Where are they? James, and your little bank? Did you kill them, or did she?" She nodded toward me, and I glared.
Then something weird happened. When our eyes met as I glared, she screamed, fell to the floor. I kept glaring, though our eyes weren't connected anymore. She kept writhing.
"Freddie was the first human I've ever changed!" She gasped. "James told me he was just using me, but I didn't believe him!"
I stopped glaring, my face turning into a mask of surprise. Why had she said that? Why/how was she in pain?
I was so caught up in my thoughts, that I didn't even notice the things going on around me.
First, when I stopped glaring, Victoria had stopped writhing. Second, all the Cullens--not to mention Carly and Freddie--were staring at me in amazement. Third, while staring at me, Carlisle and Edward spoke quietly to each other.
I didn't catch much since I wasn't paying attention, but I caught some stuff. The words "powers" and "gift", as well as "Volturi" were spoken frequently.
Emmett and Jasper stepped forward, and took hold of Victoria, lifting her from where she still lay on the floor, and carried her out side, toward the wood. Esme and Alice stepped toward Carly and Freddie, asking them to follow them upstairs. Which they did, with their eyes darting around. Rosalie headed for the kitchen, and came back with a canvas full of bags of blood. She handed a few to me, then to Carlisle, and Edward, then finally upstairs to Esme, Alice, Freddie, and Carly. In the distance, I could hear the sounds of Victorias pain filled screams, the sound of stone breaking, and Jasper and Emmett threatening and laughing. I could also hear the sound of fire crackling.
Victoria was dead. So was James. Me and my friends were safe, and in the caring hands of the Cullens.
The sound of a very old engine rummbled down the long drive toward the house, and I could smell something I hadn't smelled in a long time.
A human.
"Bella!" Edward gasped, dashing out the door.
Carlisle looked at the door, then at me. "Lets go help out your friends, shall we?"
So we did. We had been up there for a few minutes when I heard Edward come back in, the car engine rumbling in the distance, getting farther and farther away.
