After the Cullen family incident, Semper found it best to try as hard as possible to forget about the past. About someone she may or may not be. Yes, she knew that she was the human in
Edward's memories, but she also knew that she was this "Bella Swan" no longer. So now, here she lay, quitely sulking under her soft cream blankets and running her long, currently black,
hair through her soft ivory skin fingers. Her face was laced with fear and grief, but Bella had allowed herself one change- she had let herself cry. Yes, vampires weren't SUPPOSED to cry, but
she had never been like any other humans, why be like any other vampires? Phoenix sat outside the room, trying to think of a way to get himself INSIDE. He hadn't managed to successfully
get the runes back around her thin wrists, she had used her powers to push him away- and now he couldn't use his at all against her. She was indeed, one of the most powerful vampires
he had ever met. That was including the Volturi. What to do... What to do.
"Semper... Please. It's Phoenix. let me in, I need to talk to you... to explain." Semper laughed softly. She heard the trembling in his voice, but she also heard the lies. She could hear him
softly rubbing the runes in his palms, itching to fasten them back on her, to rule her once more. Semper put her arms straight in front of her and groaned as she stood up and walked to the
door. With a small sigh she opened up the door and fell to her knees. "I will let you fasten your bedamned runes on me once more, if you tell me who I once was." Phoenix grinned. "That a
girl." With that Phoenix stood up and stretched his arms, and then struck. He fasted the runes around her wrists and then swooped and put them on her ankles. After they snapped shut he
whispered three words- with that the clasps on the runes disappeared and they tightened, form fitting her limbs. They were no more than inpenatrable golden bangles. Semper started
pacing back to the bed but Phoenix stopped her. He wrapped his arms around her chest and laid his head on her back, slowly breathing in the soft linen of her night gown. "Semper... You
aren't going to understand this... but I can't tell you who you are. If I can't have you, neither can Edward. I'm done with you my dearest- I ask only of you to go quietly." Semper's brows
knitted together quickly and she turned back to Phoenix, wriggling out of his grasp. "You bastard. You lied to me, and now you've runed me and I can't fight back. How dare you." She didn't
fight, though. She knew that was pointless with the runes on. She knew her powers and vampiric qualities were gone when the runes laced her body. She knew it, she knew it, she knew it.
But, she couldn't fix it. Phoenix lowered his head and looked at the ground- with no warning he threw Semper to the ground and banged her head on the ground- entering her into an
unconcious state. Then, with no time to waste, he picked up her body and carried her bridal style down the stairs and into the deep dark night.
Phoenix carried Semper out to the water, quietly talking to himself. "I can't allow you to continue. I would love to keep you, but you're too powerful, too dangerous. I can't risk you going
over to their side, I need to keep you out of this war. Without you the prophecy is dead- without you the war cannot be swayed. I will miss seeing your gorgeous face, kissing your beautiful
lips, making such passionate love. I shall miss it all." The words were no more than whispers now as Phoenix became more and more aware that he was losing Semper. Losing the only girl
he had ever bitten, losing the perfection that was his love. Yes, he loved her- but she could never return his feelings now. As he finally approached the water a hole came into view. He had
spent a good portion of the morning digging it. Beside the hole was an intricate coffin, adorned with diamonds and rubies, sapphires and emeralds, and worse of all, more runes. The coffin
was maple. He himself had once been buried in it, he hoped the Semper found it as comfortable as he did. He laid Semper into the casket and watched as her swollen and red eyes opened.
Without another thought he lowered the open casket into the ground and watched as panic filled her face. She saw the dirt walls, felt the maple siding, smelt the moth eaten silk.
"Phoenix... What are you doing! You can't do this! I won't die! I CAN'T die! I don't need air or water, I don't need space or sunlight! I will LIVE in here! Please! If you must kill me, kill me, but
don't torture me like this! You know the runes are supposed to make me human but they still keep me at the lowest vampiric standards! I still don't have to suffice like a human with these
fucking bangles!" The anger and grief welling from her body was tearing phoenix up. He had finally lost her. "Bella, you have to understand, I can't allow you to walk up here. The only way
to kill you is to burn you, and I can't do it. I can't. Please, I'll come back for you someday, but right now, I need you buried at the back of my thoughts." Buried at the back of my thoughts.
"Bella? Why don't you call me by my name?" "Your name is Bella. I stole you from your boyfriend many many years ago. I kept you locked in that tower until the day you seemed to forget
about it all. Bella, I trained you to be my powerful wife, and you were wonderful at it for you longest time. But you are no longer emotionally numb. You see what things were like before, and
I can see that in your mind. I'm sorry dearest- you need to be put out of this time until the war is figured out. When the Cullens and wolves are dead, I will come back for you."
Bella screamed. He was going to kill her past, and then come back after leaving her in a casket, as dead as she'll ever be, and then he was going to take her as his wife once more. Bella
looked up at Phoenix with tears in her eyes. "I love Edward. Don't hurt him." Phoenix snarled but blew a soft kiss to her. "My love... I'm only doing it for us." With that he used his powers to
throw the lid onto the casket and throw 8 feets worth of dirt onto the box. He had dug it for a vampire, not for a human. As the dirt piled onto his love, he could still hear her screaming.
And as sure as her screams overwhelmed him, he knew that 40 years from now, or even more, the girl would still be alive in her hole. As complete and as beautiful as the day he put her
there.
I'm awfully sorry. I know that was depressing to write, it has to be depressing to read. Review as always, I will be writing the next chapter soon, but reviews will without a doubt help me write faster. Tell me what you think, tell me what you don't like. What I need to improve. I'm open for critiquing, but don't be rude.
