So the poll is NOT closed, but I thought I would write a quick little chapter so I don't keep you waiting too long. If you hadn't voted, please do, it's tied between a few and I want to get a few chapters out by the end of this week. I'm also in the process of deciding whether or not to continue "Changes" so if you have some time please please please give that a read and let me know, I don't know if I like it enough. Thank you for the help, and sorry it's taken a while. All characters belong to SM, I'm just having fun playing around with them.
BPOV
I left forks to live a life free from supernatural beings, so I can "focus on myself, my education and bettering myself for the future" which is what I told the vamps, and the wolves, but really, I was over it all. The constant fighting, the constant awkwardness and the destructive relationships that I had with both groups. So I went to college, Penn State to be exact, did the whole college thing, for a few months, deciding my own path and deciding what I want to do (major in philosophy because why not) and it got boring. In a sushi place down the street, I heard the phrase "cross-road demon" uttered by a scared older man, speaking to his wife, who laughed in his face. But I knew better than to believe a creature doesn't exist, so I did the most logical thing, Google it. Did all my info, found a ebook on demons, and decided to try to make a deal. It works. For 6 months, I had the time of my life, no consequences, and after my time was up, I knew I had to accept this fate. But instead of eternal damnation, I got to become a demon, apparently I took the whole dying thing well. I became so good at my job, I got a promotion of sorts.: a shadow to the Devil himself. I did all the dirty work, the raising of hell hounds, the punishment decisions, fixing deals gone wrong, and even delegating tasks for the slaves. I was naïve to think that this job was without responsibility, I thought I was going to be a shadow for the Devils to come, but turns out, the Devil choose me as his successor, and not his son Demious. Awkward. And that's where the real problems started. All creatures were choosing sides, it was mayhem. Demious is like a toddler, he gets angry, sulks, and cries until he gets what he wants but that didn't fly with me. I choose to fight. I earned this. He sat around playing with electricity and he counted on being the successor to gain any relevancy in Hell. So here I am, about to go to back to Washington to fix the mistake of Artimus and not get any Cullens or Wolves involved, because they would be no help to me. I'm far from the little girl they thought I was, I've changed mentally, emotionally, and psychically (more curves, longer lighter hair, taller, and burgundy hair). As I appeared in the living room of Sam Uley, I heard a loud voice "We have to fight. We can't be forced into this war". And it was at this moment that I decided to use them in the fight just because I can, and they are doubting me. I made my presence known, and they all stared.
"Stop the staring kiddos, we have work to do. And no complaining." I said with a raised eyebrow.
"Bella..?" questioned Edward, I rolled my eyes, for a vampire he's very slow. No one said a thing, it was blissful silence for a few minutes, until the questions started.
"Why are you doing this?"
"How are you doing this"
"Where did you go?"
"Why did you change, my love."
"You can't make us do this, can she?"
"What happened to you"
"why do you look so weird?"
And on and on these questions went until I decided it was enough, and told them the entire story.