AU; Cannon Pairings

Twilight Fanfiction

"Reborn a Lie"

Chapter 2 `BPOV

It was beautiful. It was beautiful and heartbreaking.

It looked the same, but the magic was gone. I should have known, should have realized. He was the magic that brought this place to life. Now it was just a clearing with some grass and flowers.

I had moved to the center, but there was no way to take away the pain, now I just wanted to get the hell away from that place. I fell to my knees and wrapped my hands around my waist; I had to hold myself from falling apart.

"Isabella?" A cool voice echoed throughout the space around me. Could it be? My head whipped in the direction the voice came from but who I saw there surprised me. "Laurent?" I shook.

"I can not believe I have run into you here…" He chuckled, a humorless sound. "Really, this is quite remarkable."

"What are you doing here?" I asked, "I thought you were up north, in Denali."

He laughed, and I noted the garnet red tint to his eyes. This was bad, really very bad.

"I am on a… personal trip." He murmured, his steps taking him closer to me. I rose to my feet cautiously. "Oh?" I countered, "That's nice."

He again laughed, "Isn't it though." He shook his head, "I'm running a little favor you see…" He was almost next to me now; I took a step back on pure reaction. He chuckled. "A favor for Victoria. I still keep in touch with her you see."

My breath caught in my throat. "V… V…" I couldn't even form her name on mt tongue.

"Yes… actually, she'll be quite angry with me."

"For?" I asked, my voice barely audible, but I knew that he'd hear.

"For killing you. You see, I am very thirsty; you caught me at a bad time."

"Laurent?" a chillingly high voice called out. "You weren't really going to mess with my plans, now, were you?" She snapped, her tone dripping with fury.

He stepped back, but his hand gripped my arm tightly. "I apologize, but you must understand the burn." He said, looking at me with such a hunger I visibly winced.

Victoria let loose such a veracious growl, I wanted to cry out. Charlie, Renee, Phil, Jacob… I can't believe I was going to leave them like this. I don't get to say goodbye, I don't get to apologize for acting so… dead lately… and I will never see them again.

I will never see the Cullen's again. Never see him.

I guess I still hadn't come to that realization; and the pain stung my heart colder than ice.

"Laurent! Get away from her…" Victoria snapped. I didn't realize he was practically holding me up, but one second her was there, and the next he was gone and I was falling to my knees. "I've had time to mull this over, you see." Victoria was circling me, savoring this moment. Her eyes glowed such a blood red I shivered. "And plan after plan came to thought… How I would kill you. I'd suck you dry, or watch the blood drain form your body… how I'd watch the light leave your dark eyes and how you'd fall limp; lifeless. I could torture you first, make it slow and painful…" She shook her head, and tossed a light laugh my way. "But nothing seemed right."

I wanted to ask her what the point was: he was gone. He wouldn't feel the pain that she felt… that… that I felt.

"But then… Laurent informed me of the Cullen absence, and I feared that this murder would be of no use—Oh, I'd still kill you, the pleasure wouldn't be as great." She threw her arms up annoyed, but then she whipped her head around and faced me, her eyes just inches from mine. Her hand gripped my chin and forced me to look at her. "But, then, there was Edward, hunting me. Making sure I would not harm you."

Her words sparked interest in my eye. "Edward's hunting y-"

She continued as if my whisper went unheard, "And then I had the perfect plan… it fell into place as soon as I met Riley." She glanced behind herself, and I looked over. A vampire, with eyes as cold and dead as hers neared us; he was young when he was turned, barely over 25. He smirked at me, but his hands were down, clenched by his side, and he moved away again, approaching Laurent. They were both struggling with their thirst right now.

"Riley?" I repeated, confused.

"Yes, my dear Riley has a gift you see… a marvelous… perfect gift." Her cruel smile faded and disgust came over her face. She thrust my face aside and kicked me hard so that I fell back. She leaned over me and I was very much reminded of James, and what had happened that night.

Victoria snapped my leg like a toothpick and my screams echoed the silent meadow. She pulled at my shirt and tossed me around like nothing more than a rag doll. I lay there at last, bleeding to death and barely able to see. I was sure Riley and Laurent were long gone. Victoria was hardly able to contain herself. Finally, when I thought I was done, there was nothing left of me and my screams died out as I choked on my own blood—a new pain took over. One that was ten times whatever Victoria had already done to me, and worse yet, it was a pain I'd felt before.

The searing burn, the fire, was spreading through my veins like molten lava. There was nothing more excruciating I could have imagined. Just when I thought my voice was silenced, I was able to burst through with earsplitting shrieks.

This burn would last for three days. This burn would end my life and start it. Eternally damned. I was becoming a vampire.