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Edward's POV
I met up with Alice in Forks, everyone else would get here a few hours later. Alice had my Volvo shipped here ahead of time so she was already in the passenger seat and I in the driver's seat.
"Alice." I spoke through clenched teeth, wondering futively about my Bella while driving to her house. "Show me the vision."
She looked at me with sad golden eyes but showed me the vision.
As I peered into her mind I saw my Bella sitting on a forest floor that looked similar to the woods here in Forks. Her skin was so pale . . . paler than even a vampire. She looked thinner - like she hasn't been eating much the past couple of days. There were dark bags under her eyes - signaling that she was tired, and hasn't had much sleep. Even her always beautiful and warm chocolate brown eyes were tired and . . . heart-breakingly sad, like there was no more life within their depths.
But then I noticed that her clothes were torn, and there were cuts and bruises all over her body. She was in pain, and I could not hold back the undeniably crushed whimper that escaped my lips. This was my fault. If I had never left her this would not have happened to her. It was entirely my fault.
Then I noticed that Alice was holding something back, not showing me the rest of her vision.
"Alice, please show me the rest of the vision." I said through my teeth, gripping the steering wheel so hard that my knuckles turned white. I was still infuriated at myself.
Alice didn't answer me, she just stared at me with mournful, sympathetic eyes.
"Alice?"
"I don't want to show you the rest, it will upset you even more."
I closed my eyes - but not for long since I was still driving - and let out a long, exasperated breath.
"Please Alice. I need to know what happened to her." Only at the end did my voice break.
She gave me a long look before deciding.
"Okay . . . but I warned you."
The vision continued where Alice left off. Bella still there, bleeding and in pain, trying to hold her self together.
Then someone came from the dark shadows behind her - and I very nearly broke the steering wheel right off. This - this person, monster, was seething in evil and dark nature. She had short mahogany hair - the very same color as Bella's - and her skin was so white that it seemed to glow. As I took a better look at her I noticed that she looked very similar to Bella - except I could tell she was a demon and my Bella was indeed an angel compared to the monster of this woman.
Not only that, but her eyes . . . were blood red and glowing, shining, and shimmering - absolutely dazzling if it weren't that her eyes' pupil's was slitted like that of a snake's or a cat's and those eyes portrayed all the countless innocent lives she has killed. This woman was a cold-blooded killer, and she was making her way to Bella.
I couldn't stand seeing this, but I needed to know if Bella was going to be okay.
As the woman walked to Bella, I noticed how oddly graceful she moved, almost as if floating, it was strangely hypnotizing to watch her walk, yet terrifying to see how close she was getting to my Bella.
Suddenly Bella groveled over, shaking convulsively, her hands at her chest as if to prevent her heart from beating itself out. Then, she screamed a blood-hurdling scream that echoed off the trees.
If vampires could cry, I would be bursting into tears in this moment of hearing her pain-filled scream. I've never, ever heard Bella cry out and scream in pain like that - I could barely keep a grip on my sanity, seeing her in this much pain, the gaping black hole of my heart burned and shook, making me feel pain that she was in pain.
Then she began coughing up blood, blood streamed down from her ears and her gorgeous eyes. Why was this happening to her? What had she done to deserve this torment? Whatever it was, I'd gladly take the punishment for her if it meant that she would never feel any pain like this again.
I saw the woman smile an evil, hate-filled smile directly at Bella. Then the woman moved blindingly fast - faster than even a vampire - and picked Bella up by her fragile neck and lifted her off the ground.
"NO!!" I shouted, snarling, as Alice's vision went black. Totally and completely black.
"Alice!" I turned towards her.
"There's nothing I can do anymore Edward. Everytime I try to look into Bella's future and see where she is, there's nothing there." Alice shuddered, not liking the fact that she can't see Bella anymore. "It's all hollow and dark."
"Keep trying Alice, she has to be out there somewhere." I urged, because if she wasn't . . . I didn't even want to think the possibility of Bella not existing in this world. This world holds no value for me if she's truly gone from it.
We arrived at Charlie's house shortly after, his police cruiser already parked in the Swan driveway.
I guess I'll tune into the news . . . Charlie's thoughts were grumbled because there was nothing new on sports, and I almost laughed at the fact that he's still a sports finatic.
Alice and I walked up to the front door of Chief Swan's house that Bella should be in now. We knocked on the door and I grew tense, Charlie most likely hates me since I hurt his daughter, though I never meant to. . . .
"Yes? Chief Swan's residence." Charlie said as he opened the door.
"Hi Charlie . . . um, we were wondering if Bella might be home?" Alice asked politely, her smile already dazzling him and his incoherent thoughts. But why does he look at us as if we were strangers?
"Bella? And who is that? Is she in trouble?" he asked with authority as his thoughts disturbed me. Poor kids, they must be lost or something.
"Charlie?" Alice said, alarmed now, throwing me a quick look that was too quick for Charlie to notice. "It's me, Alice! And this is Edward, we're looking for your daughter who's our friend, Bella!"
Charlie seemed confused by Alice's sudden outburst and words.
"Daughter? I'm sorry, you must have me confused with someone else. I don't have any kids, and I sure don't know anyone by the name of Bella." He said, shutting the door and thinking, crazy kids, as both me and Alice stared at the shut door in shock and confusion.
*Bella's POV*
As I ran further and further into the ever darkening woods, I suddenly - from out of nowhere - got a sharp, defined, horizontal cut on the side of my neck. I put my palm over it, puzzled by how nothing could have made it appear like that.
I touched warm, sticky liquid and knew that I would be bleeding as the pain started stinging a little. Very little actually.
Bella. She called again, and, as if my instincts took over, I started running to the place where I had to be.
But as I ran through the trees I realized that they were blurring a little, but I couldn't stop. No pit-stops, my instincts were telling me.
I felt another sharp, perfect horizontal cut slice through my upper arms, legs, stomach, lower arms, and the pain came to me full force. I lost my balance and stumbled over something - probably my own feet - and started tumbling down a hill.
I landed on my knees in a small clearing that rained in the twilight setting, and found that my clothes were a bit torn and shredded and that my blood was seeping through my clothes in little patches everywhere - thankfully I was wearing a dark purple long sleeve v-neck and jeans.
The pain . . . well, there wasn't exactly any pain left, which I found bizarre since I have bruises and cuts all over me.
But then it hit me that I wasn't alone, and thatthe presence I was feeling burning deep down inside me was not good at all. And it was familiar. But I couldn't place the familiarity, it was like someone went in my mind and scrambled up some things. I was so confused.
Ba-dump!
My hands flew to my chest as my heart made an unsteady impulse - and another, and another . . .
The beating of my frantic heart filled my senses and I felt a cold, soft, and enchanting blackness wrap around me until it felt as if I were in a human-shaped cocoon. I screamed at the feeling - hating that it was happening all over again. Wait, again?
Then came the image of two tiny black-haired children grasping each other's hands. One had chocolate brown eyes, and the other had caramel brown eyes. Both were abnormally pale and stunningly adorable. The one with chocolate brown eyes held the one with caramel brown eyes close to her; tucking her head under her chin and stroking her glossy midnight hair. She whispered something in another language soothingly to the girl.
Then another image came of the same two girls, except this time they were older - probably around the ages of fifteen or sixteen. The one with chocolate brown eyes had the exact same hair as me - long, curly, and very dark and wearing a dark blue dress . . . And then the one with carmel brown eyes had long, straight dark hair and she was wearing a scarlet dress - wait, holy crow! It can't be! My nightmare? Me and her?
Then I saw the two of us fighting like . . . like vampires.
We were in an ancient time, in an ancient castle, both loathing and hating each other as we continued to fight each other, never giving in to the other. We were . . . twin sisters, and we were both each other's worst enemy. How? And why?
Then I felt her slick and deadly hand wrap around my neck in a deathly grip. She raised me up above her - but I still had my eyes closed, fearing of what I would see of her.
My heart began beating violently - faster than even a hummingbird's wings, if possible.
And a complete downpour of emotions crashed over me like a tidal wave in the midst of a storm. Emotions like hatred, anger, pain, sadness, and . . . love.
I opened my eyes and met her cold, deadly, blood red and glowing eyes, and it all came down upon me, all of the memories we shared.
"Diva . . ." I whispered, and she smiled coldly.
Ooooo, Charlie's memories have been wiped clean, but by who or what? And now Bella has remembered her lost memories, but WHAT is it that she has remembered? Next chapter: Killer.
~K.K
