Disclaimer; Twilight and its characters belong to one Stephanie Meyer all and any original characters belong to me as does the plot
Ch.3
"It's hard letting go. I'm finally at peace but it feels wrong. Slow I'm getting on. My hands and feet are weaker than before. And you are folded on the bed, where I rest my head. There's nothing I can't see darkness becomes me." ~ Silhouettes; Monsters and Men
Isa/ Bella POV
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Darkness...pain...unbearable...hurts...emptiness... alone...always...alone... Why?
Gone...all...gone...pain...why?!...cold...so...cold... hurts...lost...quiet...so...quiet...warmth...numbness... so...tired...sleepy...
A warmth enveloped me I felt happy now and sleepy no longer cold. Just warmth. A light disturbs my rest. It grew brighter and brighter like someone flashing a flashlight in my eyes.
A voice. Soft, warm, welcoming, familiar...loving. Gran? A touch warm, loving, and soothing caresses my cheek. I open my eyes.
I see an Angel.
"Gran?" A voice speaks. My own. Hope surges through me. Grandma Marie was here. Everything would be alright. She was here now. But, wait...isn't Gran...dead?!
How was she here and why was it so bright? She was silhouetted in the blinding light making it look like she was an angel. Her face cloaked in a shadow until she helped me up from my fetal position.
"Hush now child. All is right now. All shall be explained. No harm shall befall you now." She said her voice rich and familiar. It filled me with comfort and security.
I cried and clung to her like a hapless child. I cried for my lost love. I cried for my lost family. I cried for a future now lost to me. I cried for my own foolishness to have fallen for such an immovable being. And I cried for surely I was dead. Why else would Gran be here with me? And I cried for my father, mother, step father, and all I'd left behind and whom I had overlooked in my infatuation for what I couldn't keep.
Gran held me cooing and stroking my hair. She smelled the same. A lavender and hot summer day type. She smelled like home, warm, comforting and familiar.
I finally was at peace but it was not to last. For my grandma stood me on my two feet and said,"You cannot stay here my dear child," She hushed me as I moved to speak."It is not yet your time. You being here is not right. Something has interfered with your destined path."
I was dumbfounded. What path did she speak of? Destiny what destiny? I was but a unimportant human. She sighed as if she knew my very thoughts.
"My dear Isabella you are not weak nor are you worthless. You my dear child will have a great destiny for you are destined for greatness. I know you are lost and confused but when you awaken everything will make sense."
Wait, I thought too myself, am I dreaming? And what will make sense? I had so many questions and little answers. And what did she mean by awaken? For that matter where exactly am I? I asked her this hoping for an answer not a vague response.
"My dear you are at the Inbetween. The crossroads of life and death." So I was in the Inbetween why was I here? She continued, "Hush we haven't much time. You are capable of grand things my dear. You have powers that will help you on your journey. You will meet your True Hearts Mate and they and others shall help you not stray from your path."
"Wait! Will I ever see you again?" She looked at me sadly at my inquiry. I felt like crying as if I were a child. I knew that look it surely meant no.
She spoke,"When you are in need of counsel and in time of great need I will be here. But the time will come when you no longer need me."
"But I'll always need you. I love you Grandmother. I miss you always. " At last my head strong gran who've I never seen shed a tear cried. My heart was breaking again I did not want to leave. But I knew I must.
"And I you child. Now go. At the count of three you will awaken." She hugged me once again and kissed my forehead. She let go and put her hands on my shoulders.
One...
A ringing filled my ears and my body jerked as if electrocuted.
Two...
I could hear distant warped voices and a distinct beeping and a voice calling. Begging me to wake up. It was gruff and gravelly and familiar.
Three...
My eyes jerked open this time. I gasped gulping in big heaps of air. A light was flashed in my eyes. Voices once warped sharpened into clarity. I still heard faint whispering as if a filled stadium had many people speaking at once.
"Oh, gods Bella." I heard my fathers voice say. I looked to the side there he was along with three familiar strangers in paramedics clothing.
I was outside my house. Lights flashed from a parked police cruiser and paramedic van as well from flashlights.
"What were you thinking Bella?! I almost lost you." Charlie cried. He clung to me like a terrified child sobbing as he did.
But I felt disconnected from everything and everyone. I looked toward the woods. At the distorted, bloody, and shadowy figures that stood and watched.
And I remembered. Everything.
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~ Okay this was a look at things that hint at the secret that Gerald knows. Hopefully this does flows with the rest of my story. Funnily enough I wrote this chapter from twelve in the am till now not counting a 10 hour sleep. I woke up at 11:40 AM. Count yourself lucky I wrote on my B-day. Did I mention I just turned 17? Anyways until we meet again.
We are infinite,
~ Pyllar Of Death 3/7/15
