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Chapter Four

I twisted and growled becoming more and more aggressive, but Edward's arms still refused to budge. They had wrapped themselves around me in a tight, vice-like grip that was impossible to shuck, even in my new born vampire state. Together, we rocked back and forth, my need to up and run after the nearest human was intensely strong. Why wouldn't he let me go? Why was he subjecting me to this torture?

It was impossible for me to know. During the pauses between my screams I could hear Edward whispering my name over and over again. His expression was solemn, sad, full of remorse. He regretted changing me. I noted it with a slight guilt, but was unable to stop the blood lust that coursed through my veins. It was more powerful than anything that I'd ever experienced before.

Back and forth we rocked my mouth frothing as its desire for human blood flowed over. I wanted to feed so badly that it was almost physically painful to be held back from doing so. And then, just when the pain seemed to be getting too much, something seemed to flow through me. Some force, something which I hadn't known I had. It pushed Edward's arms back, away from me. His shocked expression as he landed on the floor beside the bed was all I saw before I was off, running as fast as the wind.

My speed frightened me, dizzied me. It wasn't as fast as Edward's pace, but it was too fast for me. Still, I knew that if I didn't keep on running as fast as my feet would take me Edward would catch me and try and take me back and then I wouldn't be able to satisfy my hunger. But what if that thing happened again? What if he couldn't touch me like before?

I puzzled the matter over in my mind as I ran, my strong new limbs were immune to my previous clumsiness making this a possibility. My mind travelled as swiftly as my feet, joining up the dots so to speak, of what had happened. I remembered how the Volturi had said that even as a human I'd been gifted. That it would be 'interesting' to see me as a vampire. I smiled grimly, they'd been right, I did have a special gift.

Before, my mind had been impervious to the attacks of others. No-one could enter my head without my express permission. It seemed that now I'd been turned, this ability had simply leaked from my mind to the rest of my body. I was shielded. No-one could touch me if I didn't want them to. No-one could hold me back. Superficially and on the surface, this gave me pleasure, it meant that I would be allowed to hunt without interruptions, but somewhere deep down inside I was horrified.

Pitter, patter. Edward. He was catching up. Even with my new, sensitive ears his swift footfalls were light. I risked a glance over my shoulder and saw him barrelling through the woods towards me. Our eyes caught each other, mine must have been red, insane, the stuff of horror movies. His were a deep, rich gold colour. As soon as he had my eyes captive, his mouth opened, "Bella," he beseeched me, "Don't do this!"

I didn't ignore him, I couldn't. My footsteps faltered for an instant and then began again as strong as ever. The blood-lust was just too strong. And then I was aware of something else running about in the woods, something that hadn't been there before. Thud, thud. My ears pricked as I tried to identify the sound, but it was an impossible task. The boom didn't seem to be coming from any one direction. Instead, it slithered and squirmed its way through the trees, surrounding me. My eyes shot this way and that, but nothing was beside me save the trees.

Feeling more nervous than ever, I propelled myself forward faster than before. This new body had its advantages, no longer did my lungs gasp for breath - it was unnecessary - no longer did my heart speed up as the blood pumped harder and faster. Instead, I remained cool, hard marble, dashing through the woods that surrounded the Cullens' home.

I sniffed the air single-mindedly now. I wanted to taste blood upon my lips. My nostrils were assailed by a barrage of scents, and I had to sort through them, looking for the right one. When I did manage to extract the scent of human blood though, it was very strong. Almost overpowering. My footsteps quickened and I salivated, anticipating my meal. Someone was coming through the woods.

My nose led the way now. A fork to the left, straight, to the right and then to the middle and there he was. Recognition flickered within me as I took in a round, bubble face and carefully slicked up blond spikes. Mike. The name came into my head unbidden and though I had no memories of this boy, I knew that the name was his. "Hello," I greeted him, sliding closer. My tone was seductive. Why be violent if I could get this over and done with so much more cleanly?

Mike returned my greeting rather cheerily and then nodded to someone behind me shoulder, "Edward," he said as Edward's icy, restraining hand crashed down upon my shoulder. I snarled, I couldn't help it, it was instinct. "Are you ok, Bella?" the boy seemed worried about me. I nearly snorted, he ought to be worried about himself. With lightning speed, I detached myself from Edward's arm and leaped cat-like towards Mike.

It would have been all over red rover for Mike, but something intercepted me mid-leap. The shaggy, russet coloured wolf crashed into me, growling a warning threat. It's teeth were bared and it was sending me an all-too-clear message: Back off. The slithering sound that had surrounded me grew louder and louder until ten huge wolves had disentangled themselves from the undergrowth. They melted onto the path soft as shadows, the only mark they made was the whisper of the leaves their paws treaded upon.

The russet wolf's teeth remained bared, but this time it turned, slowly observing each of it's peers. It was warning them to stay away too. Love and warmth flashed through my heart as I remembered who this wolf was, "Jake?" I asked incredulously, eyes wide. For a second, my promises to my were-wolf best friend, my husband and even some loyalty to Mike whom I remembered more clearly now, were all I felt, but then the blood-lust was back.

It thudded angrily through my skull, hitting at my brain like a sledge-hammer. Finally unable to resist temptation any longer I lunged at Mike once more. His mouth closed halfway through the terrified sentence he was mouthing at Edward as he backed away from the russet wolf. This time I was cut-off, but not by the russet wolf, another sandy brown wolf leaped at me from nowhere and pinned me to the ground with it's strong front-paw.

Edward shouted something furiously and made towards me, but I couldn't make out what he was saying, all I could feel was the blood-lust. It made me hot and dizzy. I tried to use my mind to throw the wolf off me, but it didn't work. Perhaps this was one of those vampire powers that weren't any good on werewolves? Just like Alice's sight.

I screamed out a stream of profanities then and dug my nails into the creatures shoulders. It growled, but did nothing more so I continued to try and hurt it. That was a mistake. The creature shook its shaggy head once as if utterly fed-up, then bared it's teeth and bit me.