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Memories
BPOV
I looked back to see that Alice was still in the water, floating. "Go!" I growled, feeling concern for her safety (w…t…f. why do I care about her so much?). She opened her mouth to protest, but closed it and swan toward Spain. I turned, smiling. Time to kick a little ass…I hope this works. Guess I'll find out. I glared at the surrounding Vampires, every one of them closing in. They don't learn, do they? I snapped both my fingers, feeling the warmth in my hands. I pictured the sword I had trained with as a young child. I brought my hands together and the fire stretched and bent to form my old sword. Sorta. I mean it was fiery and stuff… oh, you know what I mean!
I looked at the leeches before me and laughed at their expressions. Shock, anger, fear. I ran forward and jumped, bring the sword right through three of them, who shrieked and burst into flames. I did it a few more times before I was in the middle of the mob. I straightened up and looked around. "Come on. Make this fun. Fight me," I smirked. "Or are you all cowards,"
This caused some growls and they leapt at me. I cut through a few of them before I felt a stinging on my shoulder. Damn, they got me. Oh, well. I heal fast and I'm having fun. I kept on fighting, soon finding myself surrounded by ash and a few Vampires. They all stopped suddenly and backed away. I chuckled. "Tired already? You're kidding. Vampires my ass," I stopped when I felt a tugging at my brain. Oh, it was the bitch from before. "Oh, it's you. Whatever you're doing, it won't work. Didn't last time, did it?"
"But yet, I got you here," The short Vampire stated, smug.
"You distracted me with- what?- fifty Vampires? That wasn't skill on your part. That is the act of a coward," I launched myself at her and almost got her, but another vampire got in the way and took the blow, while the rest and Jane fled the scene.
I let the fire go, breathing heavily. My shoulder stung and lack of sleep finally kicked in. I passed out on the beach, thinking damn I hope Alice got away safely.
APOV
With one final stroke of my arms, I reached a beach on the coast of Spain. The moon was high, indicating that it was midnight. I sighed, sitting down, exhausted. I needed to hunt. I got up, hoping to find a deer or two.
BPOV
"No daughter of mine is wearing pants! Now go get a dress on!" My father, Charles, bellowed upon my arrival downstairs.
"Come on! How do I gather everyone in a dress? What if the Crusaders come again?" I fumed.
"Do as I say, Isabella!"
"Ugh! Fine," I threw up my hands and walked up the stairs. It was the most annoying thing ever. One hundred and fifteen steps until I got to my room. You know what I think? We need some way to elevate ourselves up to higher places.
I sighed, opening my door and expecting the same old thing. Overlarge bed, stupid dresses, hair pins… but no. I gasped and closed the door quickly. "Leah!" I yell- whispered. "What are you doing here?"
Said girl looked up, taller and darker then before. Not to mention her already toned muscles were more defined. She was in loose pants and a white shirt. "Is that anyway to greet your girlfriend?" Leah smiled, but it didn't reach her eye and there was sadness in her voice. She sat on my bed.
"You changed?" I asked gently.
She looked at her feet.
"What's wrong?" I sat beside her and put a hand on her shoulder, felling burning heat.
"I came to see if… maybe you were my Imprint,"
"Nothing?"
She shook her head.
"Oh," I looked down, too. "But you did Imprint," I stated.
"The farm boy at the market," She placed her hand over mine. "I'm sorry. I really am,"
"It's fine. You can't control it,"
"Can you forgive me?"
"Yeah. Just… can you go? I have to think this over,"
She stood and jumped out the window, scaling the side.
I woke up, looking around. There were ashes everywhere. What the hell? I grunted, pushing myself up and scanning the ground, finally awake enough to get a whiff of the air. Ugh! Burnt Vampires are worse than live ones. I looked around, seeing that it was night. Maybe… 2am. Okay, so maybe I should go find Alice. I did tell her I would help her get home, right? I walked into the woods, stripped, shifted to my liger form, and ran into the sea with my cloak strapped around my neck, hopefully keeping it dry. I seemed she swam to Spain… as I swam I let myself get pulled into my memories.
"Isabella, dear, please cheer up. It is your birthday, after all," My mother, Renee, insisted gently.
"Great, another year of dresses and my father yelling at my choice of pants. Joy," I muttered.
"You'll wear the dresses and be grateful for them!" My father yelled. I bit my lip from yelling back and looked in the mirror. It had been two weeks since Leah had changed and it was getting easier and easier to anger me. The only good thing that had happened was I had hit a growth spurt, going from an average 5'5'' to well over 6'. My skin had darkened a bit and my hair was also darker, but my parents had not noticed the hair. If I looked closely, I could see that my once completely brown eyes had hints of green in them, but, again, nothing my parents saw.
"Honey, Lord Newton is here. Remember him?" My mother stated hopefully. Oh, yeah. I was sixteen, the perfect age for marriage.
"Mike Newton?"
"Yes. That's the one,"
"I'm not feeling well, mother. May I lay down for a bit?" I said through my teeth. No way am I going to court that prick.
"Not feeling well?" She placed her hand on my forehead, and then pulled it back just as quickly. "My god! You're burning up! Charles! Get a Doctor!" She yelled over her shoulder, and then told me to get into a nightgown and lay down. I did so, wondering how the heck a mere excuse to not go with "Lord Newton" (the guy was such a prick…) had turned into summoning a Doctor. Was my fever that bad? Not that I think about it, I didn't feel that well.
Moments later, my mother and father ran through the door with the local Doctor in tow. He felt my forehead, giving a yelp of surprise. He examined me. It wasn't until he brushed my stomach that I felt an excruciating pain. I cried out, gripping my stomach, and tears fell from my eyes. Everything hurt. It felt like an animal was clawing at my insides while someone took a hot sword to my bones over and over again. It was excruciating. The doctor was yelling something over my screams to my parents and they all left, closing the door. I began to thrash about on my bed, trying to think of any way to make this agony end. I begged a god I didn't believe in to make it stop. I'd do anything, just make it stop!
I didn't know how long it had been, but at some point my father returned, picked me up, and began to carry my aching body down the stairs. It was not until I heard the horse whinny that I knew what was happening. That was what some called "The Death Cart". My father is calling me dead before I was. "No!" I yelled, pushing myself away from him. The pain was mostly gone and I stood up, now far over 6', maybe a good 6'7''. I felt angry and my body shook.
"You were going to call me dead before I was?" I yelled. This was the last straw. I had never liked my father, but it was "Improper" to disobey him. Well, I was sick of it! "Am I that bad of a daughter to you! That you would just put me on a cart and say 'goodbye'?" My body was shaking so violently, I was shocked that I was standing.
"I wanted to put you out of your misery!" He yelled back.
"Well I'm fine now!"
"You're a giant! And you look like a mad woman!"
That was all it took. My anger burst forth (literally) and after some more pain and shifting bones, I was looking around wondering 'what in the name of… what was that?'
My parents had looks of horror on their faces and I looked at one of the many shining brass shields on the wall, looking back at me was the face of a large cat of some sort. I panicked, turning tale and running out the door, as far away as I could.
I reached the coast of Spain as the sun rose over the horizon. I looked around, seeing no one, and walked into the woods bordering the beach. Once changed, I sat down and leaned against a tree. I really needed food.
"Bella?" I heard a whispered voice, like bells… almost.
"Yeah," I opened my eyes and saw Alice. Once again, my breath caught when I saw her. She was okay, and her once coal black eyes were now a soft, honey brown. "You okay?" I asked, regaining my speech. What the f*** is this chick doing to me?
"I'm fine. What about you? I can smell blood," She knelt beside me and frowned.
"Just a scratch. It's almost healed. Nothing to worry about," I gave her a half smile and she giggled. "What?" I asked.
"Well, you never smile, but when you do, it just changes your face in general. … that is, if that makes sense," She tilted her head to the side with a thoughtful look on her face. "So… you are okay? I mean, what happened?"
"Yeah, I really am fine. As for what happened, well…" I began to tell her about it all, except the dream I had had. I was still tired and I could tell she was, too. After I finished with the story she yawned and I smirked. "Hey, why don't we get some shut eye? After that, we can go look and see where the nearest airport is. You live in America, right?"
"Yeah, Washington state. What about you?"
"I've been a nomad, so to say, for as long as I've been a WereCat. I don't really have a home," My voice was harsher then I meant it to be and Alice flinched. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean for that to be so rude,"
"It's fine. I asked,"
"Yeah, but it was impolite and rude of me,"
Alice was silent for a moment before, "Why the sudden change of mood? You're suddenly so… I don't know… nice,"
Why was I acting like this? "…The stress of being chased by Vampires, I guess, and being trapped made me uneasy," I tried to shrug it off. "Maybe… we should rest," She nodded and I let her use my lap as a pillow again. It wasn't long before we were both off in dreamland.
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