Pairing: Bella/Edward

Warning: None for this chapter

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters. All belongs to Stephenie Meyers.

(Some of the lines are from the breaking dawn book.. I have no intent of make any money from it, so please don't sue me.)

...

Chapter 2 - Waking up

BPOV

Darkness.

Fire.

Heat.

Pain.

I felt like I was in the firey pits of hell. What was happening to me? Where am I? Please someone make it stop.

...

Think. Remember.

I remember getting ready to go to dinner.

I remember getting to the restaurant.

I remember telling my mother that I wanted to stay with my father.

I remember her trying to talk me out of it.

I remember getting ready to go home, but after that all I remember is waking up feeling like someone had throwing in to a raging fire.

I've live the Phoenix most of my life, you would think that I would be use to heat. But nothing could prepare me from what's happening now.

I withered in the grip of the fiery torture. I slipped in and out of darkness. I prayed that the darkness would win. I couldn't understand what was happening to me. What has cause this to happen? I wanted to scream, yell for someone to put it out or kill me, but something told me that it wouldn't help.

The fire blazed hotter as time went on. I struggled to keep from moving as my body wanted to thrashed around. I heard something thumping, I tried to work out what it was, hoping it would take my mind of the pain. After a few minutes, I could tell it was my heart. The thumping was in rhythm of how fast my heart felt. But how could my heart beat so loudly?

I was still coherent enough that I could hear tiny whispers in the distance.

"She should be screaming." I heard a voice say from the side.

"Yes, she should. I'm glad I kept her now, she's going to be a great one to break." another voice said.

I didn't recognize their voices. But they sounded like males. I starting panicking as I picked out words. Screaming? Kept? Break? Why did they keep me? Why did they want to break me? Was it them? Have they done this to me? Will they make it stop?

Darkness finally won.

...

Hours had passed, days even, and I only fell deeper into the fire as the flames went higher, burning every essence of my being. I could feel every stabbing pain of the flames licking at my flesh. Surely by now I was charred black, burnt beyond recognition. Unless time was passing at an unholy pace. Then all of a sudden, my heart started to race. It felt like it was getting ready to rip through my ribs. The burning got even hotter as it spread towards my heart. The heat and pain that I had been drowning in started evaporating slowly, as my heart gave two final thumps before it stop. As I strained to stop from crying out at the last burst of pain I knew I should be dying.

All at once everything stopped. No burning. No noise. No breathing. No breathing heart. Not even mine.

I felt wonderful. Moving slightly, I smiled at the pleasant humming sensation that coursed through me. I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling, the colours of the wood ceiling, swirling at me. Everything was bright and focused. What was going on? I could see all the different shades of grey. Even colours I didn't know the name too.

I lay there not moving, for how long I don't know, happy the burning pain had vanished. Then something moved beside me. My head snap to the side, there I saw three people standing - two men and a woman - they stood completely still, focusing on me.

One of the men moved an inch, and without relising my actions, my body shot up and across the other side and found myself on my feet, crouched as if I were about to pounce.

A snarl ripped through my chest. Did I just do that? How did I move so fast?

As I took a breath, it felt different. Like I didn't need to do it. Again what the hell is going on?

My eyes scanned the room. There was a small bed behide me. Which I assumed was were I lay. There was not a whole lot more in the place other than a sink, fireplace and a table and chairs. From what it looked like inside it remained me of a log cabin. It also looked like no-one had lived in awhile. There was a smell of death in the air.

I turned my attention back to the strangers in the room. I panicked when I looked in their eyes. Their eyes were...RED.

Red? When does that seem familiar? Something is very wrong.

"Who are you?" I asked. My hand went to my mouth, I was startled by my own voice. It didn't sound like me. My voice rang and shimmered like a bell.

"You don't remember me?" one of the men asked, slowly walked towards me, his hands held up.

"No," I said, shaking my head, not relaxing my tense body, I stood up abit straighter, "Who are you? Why am I here? What do you want from me?" I asked. I couldn't remember how or why I was here. I just wanted to go home. Who was this man?

He closed the gap between us and stood in front of me. He narrowed his eyes at me, like he didn't believe me. Why would I lie?

"Who are you?" I asked again, still shocked with the sound of my voice.

"My name is James." he said, still looking at me with narrowed eyes.

"James." I muttered. It felt like poison on my tongue.

I flinched when James tried to touch me. Ignoring my flinch he grabbed my chin, tilting my head look at him,"Do you remember me, now?"

Again I shook my head no. There was something familiar about him but I couldn't place it. Something in the back of my head told me I didn't want to remember this man and how I knew him. Something felt wrong as he continued to hold my chin. His eyes flashes dark and he had a smirk on his face. I took a deep breath as smelled the scent of earth and cimmon. Is that him? How the hell could I smell him.

"This is Laurent and Victoria," he gestured behide him as I looked at the other occupants in the room, "Do you remember them?"

I turned my gaze back to James, shaking my head. I couldn't remember them. Didn't know why they were here? Why I'm here? What do they want with me? My head started to hurt with all these thoughts in my head. Again I asked him who, what and why, but no-one would answer me. I just want to go home. But...but where was home? I can't remember. Why couldn't I remember?

My throat was burning slightly. My hand stroked it slowly, hoping it would it help. It wasn't. Remembering I saw a sink in the room, I made my over. My eyes unfocused for a moment, as moved with the speed I didn't know I had, I stood in front of the sink. How the hell did I get here so fast? I didn't even trip once. Shaking my head as nothing at all seemed to making scenes, I turn on the tap, I lean my head over to take a drink.

As the water ran down my throat I gagged. I felt like I was drinking acid. I dropped to my knees and heave. Trying to get the water out.

I heard laughing behind me.

"Silly, little girl," James smirked at me, kneeling down beside me, patting my head, "That won't help the burn you're feeling now."

"What's happening to me?" I asked, whimpering as the burning feeling intensified, "What have you done to me?"

"I've turned you."

"Turned me?"

"A vampire."

I laughed loudly. I couldn't help it. What's wrong with him? Vampires don't exist. I'm not one. I'm Bella. Human Bella. No way was I a vampire. I didn't believe in them. Vampires were just mystical creature I read about in stories. They're not real.

"You're insane."

James face was serious as he kept smirking at me, "Am I really?"

My eyebrows frown, looking at his face I could tell that he was telling the truth or was that because, he really is insane and he believes that he is a vampire and turned me into one. In attempted to humour him, I placed my hand to my chest, where my heart should beat. Nothing! What the HELL? Moving by hand up, I put my fingers to were my pulse should beat. Again nothing. No. No, this can't be happening. This isn't real. They must have drugged me or something. I have to be hull... or something. Right?

I whimpered more as burning got worse. Oh God. They've turned me into a monster.

"You need to feed. It's the only way to stop the pain you're feeling."

Feed?

Vampires + Feeding = Blood.

"No. No, No." I cried out, pushing myself away from James.

"Yes. Yes, yes," James mocked, "It's the only way. You have no choice."

He moved over to Victoria and whispered something in her ear that I couldn't make it out. She turned to look at me, an evil smile graced her face before she turned and shot out of the door. Leaving me stunned. I could here her running away from the cabin, till everything went silent. More questions entered my head. How did she move so fast? Do all vampire do that? Can I? What did he say to her? Why did she look at me like that? How the hell could I hear her footsteps from inside, when I couldn't hear what James said to her? Where did she go?

James and Laurent hovered around me staring between me and the door. Could I make it out of here, before they caught me? I doubt it. Not with the way Victoria had left. The speed was to fast, I didn't know if I could be. Why were they looking excited for?

I didn't have to ask anything as I heard some run towards to cabin. As I looked back at the door Victoria step through, holding a girl that I thought was no more than my age. Why did Victoria bring her here. Like a light bulb went off in my head, my eyes widened as a realised that the girl was for me.

The burning in my throat, flickered to life as I took a breath. I pulled myself up and away from them, standing on the other side of the room, plastering my back on the wall. The wall started to crack as I pushed back further into the wall.

James came over to me and pulled me close to him, trapping my arms behind my back, moving me towards Victoria and the girl, "Time to feed the newborn."

I tried to move away from him, this only caused him to growl and yank me back to him.

Victoria and the girl stood in front of us, I held my breath. The girl was crying and begging not to be hurt, that she would tell anyone about us, that she just wanted to go home. Victoria just laughed and pulled on the girls hair yanked her head to the side, while James moved my head down to the girls neck. My lips hovered over her pulse, I could feel it beating faster and faster. I started to panic as I was tempted to breath. I knew I didn't need to do it now -vampires don't need to- but the urge to do so was strong. But I had to be stronger than that. I will not be responsible for this girls deaths.

This went on for a few minutes before I felt James' fingers threaded through my hair, pulling harshly on it, causing me to yelp at the pain, which in turned made me breath deeply. The girls scent swirled around me and a deep growl came from me.

I was going to be sick.

The smell was horrible. Like someone had left grabbage laying in their backyard for weeks.

I used what little strenght I had and threw James off of me. I jumped back away from them untill I was back in the same place before James grabbed me. Shaking my head, I dropped down to the ground and hugged my knees to my chest.

"Impossible," Laurant say, awe in his voice, "Never have I seen a newborn refused fresh blood."

"Neither have I," James growled low as he stood back up, storming towards me. He yanked me up by the back of my neck, tilting my head up to him, "How did you do that?"

"I...I...I don't know. I just...just couldn't...the smell was horrible." I stuttered.

"Tried again." he commanded me.

"No." I yelled, pulling myself away from him, "I will not killed her. I will not. You can't make me. I don't care what you do to me. I will not kill."

"You will have to feed soon or you will die."

"Then I'll die." I vowed.

"We shall see." Victoria hissed at me. Having enough she sunk her teeth into the girls neck. The girls screams were to much. I closed eyes and covered my ear with my hands, hoping to drown it out. Something flashed in my head. I saw a woman tidy to a chair, screaming and three people feed from her. I notice Victoria's flaming red hair. The other must be James and Laurant. But who was that woman? And why do I remember this? Was I there? I had to be, didn't I?

I came back to the present when the screaming had stopped. The girls lifeless body lay on a heap on to floor. James pulled Victoria to him and kiss her, licking the blood from her face. Laurant stood back shaking his head at them, with a silly grin on his face. Guess he was use to seeing them like this. I was disgusted. How could they act like this? That poor girl was murder by their hands and they started to make out, like it was a big turn on.

I had to get out of here.

Without think of the consequences, I bolted for the door. Hoping to get as far away from these things as I could.

I ran as fast as I could through the trees that were all around me. I guess I was in some sort of forest. The speed I was going at was crazy, I couldn't get my head around it. If I was human I wouldn't have made it through the door. Now being this...this thing, I was running so fast I was dodging every tree and rock that was in my way.

I could heared feet pounding the ground behide me, from the sounds of them, they were near. I tried to turn left, lead them around in circles and away from me, but I felt something hit me from behide, sending me sprawling across the forest.

Tree's crushed from the impact of my body untill I came to a stop, face first. I tried to get up but what felt like a foot pushed me back down, to where my face was planted in the dirt. From the scent above me, I knew it was James.

"You really thought you could get away from me?" His voice was frightingly calm.

I struggled to get up but James was having none of that. He turned me over so I was flat on my back. He straddled my waist, holding my arms above my head. His dark eyes glowed in the moonlight, "You can never get away from me. My gift will always fine you. You belong to me."

"Gift?" I asked confused, forgetting the part were he said I belong to him.

"Yes, gift." he smirked, "Do you know what kind of gift I have?"

I shook my head no, still confused. If vampires aren't mith. Then them having gift, throw me through a loop.

"Traking," he annouched, "I can track anyone, anywhere. All I have to do is have their scent. And I will always find them."

He leaned down to my neck and breathed deeply, taking in my scent. I started to shake. I will never be free, will I?

"No matter where you go, no matter how far you run I will always find you." he mummble against my throat, "Mmm, you smell like lavender and freesia."

James started to laugh as a low possessive growl was heared. I looked behide him and saw Victoria barring her teeth, her eyes were pitch black, glaring at me. What did I do to cause so much hated in her eyes? James was still laughing as he pick me off the forest floor and heaved me on to his shoulder before running back the way we came.

I was throwing back into the cabin after a few seconds. Leading near the dead girl. I crawled away from her quickly only to stop short and Laurent stepped behide me.

"Now. I think is time for some fun." James chuckled to me, "You have to punished for running away. What better way to do that is have my Victoria use one of her special gifts."

I froze in fear and Victoria stalked towards me, an evil glint in her eyes. She walk like a lioness, ready to catch her prey. Before I could blink she was on top of me, her teeth sun into my neck like a knife in butter. I screamed from the pain. I tried to claw at her but that only caused her to sink her teeth in deeper. She let go after a few mintues and I thought that was it.

How wrong I was.

...

Thanks to all who have add the story to favourites and alerts. It means alot. But it would mean so much more if you could review aswell. I'll do a happy dance to all who do:D...

I know Victoria's gift is the knack for escaping, but she also likes toture in this. Bella has a gift for self control,but in this its a little bit more intense and different.

Please excuse spelling and grammer mistakes i am trying :(

Review. Review.:D