(AN): okay, so I hope you like this. I do not own any characters in twilight …. If I did that would be so cool! And I would probably not be writing fanfictions about them. But I don't own them so I do the next best thing… fanfiction!!!! Yay D. Enjoy.
I winced as we hit the ground. Anthony got up and yanked me to my feet with excitement.
"Here we are," he said.
I let an animal like growl escape. "I said I didn't want to do this! Anthony take me back…" I looked around the ally which we were in. "Where are we?"
"Chicago, 1918."
"What," I spat as some bystanders passed our ally. They gave us the weirdest look. That's when I looked at my modern cloths. Yup, this is the worst plan I've ever been unwillingly part of. "Take me back. We don't want to change time."
"Your quite right, time shouldn't be changed. But I am afraid I can not take you back."
"Excuse me? And don't tell me that I'm stuck here."
He gave a sardonic grin, "That's right. I can't help you."
"Why," I yelled.
His words echoed off the brick walls around me, "I'm not here Bella."
I spun around. He wasn't anywhere. I didn't even see him move. Surely, surely my vampire senses would be able to see him do anything.
Did he leave me here? Yes, the answer was yes. I was stuck a hundred years back in time. I was thirsty, pissed off, and wearing completely conspicuous cloths. Someone was going to die, when I returned. I wasn't even a violent person but this was too evil.
I wasn't going to get out of this decade by standing here. So first things first: I needed new cloths. I turned around to face the street and saw sitting at my feet a new, navy blue gown. It had a letter attached to it. I bent down and read it.
To Angel of MercyJust believe
You can move on in time
-Anthony
"I really hate you," I whispered. "Angel of Mercy? Does that idiot mean me?" I hid behind a dumpster and quickly changed. My dress and shoes were on in a few seconds thanks to vampire speed.
My hair was tied into a bon with the help of my hair-tie. Steeping out onto the street I saw it polluted with garbage. There was practically no sidewalk. I barely stepped two feet when I stiffened by the smell amidst the rubbish.
I turned and saw at the long end of the street two men, "Thanks, for your help kid."
"Anytime," said the younger. His voice sounded familiar. Girls came out of nowhere as he walked down the street. Apparently his smell wasn't the only good thing about him.
I couldn't help but levitate toward him, in thirst. I stopped midway as his eyes met mine. He stood their starring at me in awe at my otherworldly beauty.
The scary part for me… he was Edward. I was struggling between my thirst and fear. I could just accompany him to that ally I was just in. Then I could- no!
But no thirst had ever been this bad for me.
As I was standing in the dirty street I noticed a smoky smell coming from the building Edward was passing. Within seconds the building was a blaze. I lady ran out of her apartment next door screaming for help. Here sister's family was in that place. Without hesitation Edward ran into the building to help.
While I fought against my beastly needs my mind came to the realization that Edward wasn't going to make it out alive. The foundations were already giving in. But he had to make it out; he had to live to become a vampire, a part of me said. Then I understood. I caused him to play the hero. If he hadn't seen me standing here he wouldn't have stopped there. If he didn't stoop he would have never gone into the burning building.
At that point I lost my thirst to a greater panic. With vampire speed I ran into the building and pulled him and two others out. Right as we made it, like in a movie, the building clasped behind. The lady ran over to her sister and brother-in-law. I pulled Edward aside.
His eyes opened.
"Angel, am I in heaven?"
(AN): hehehe… the whole 'angel' thing I didn't plan on till I was listening to Mercy buy Onerepublic and I was all like… Edward is Bella's angle… would Bella be Edward's angel?
