Author's note: Sorry guys I completely forgot about this story! I've been procrastinating on my summer assignments, so I'm rushing to get them finished. Anyways, Stephanie owns twilight characters
Eryn's pov:
Ehhhhh. Why am I the only one who gets knocked out around here? I slowly opened my eyes, only to be blinded by a bright light.
Oh god. I'm not going into the light! I've seen those movies, and I'm so not ready to die.
"Calm down kid. You're not dead." A deep, thankfully familiar voice spoke behind me. I quickly whipped my eyes open and saw my oh so favorite mentor standing above me. Not.
"What the heck is your problem Al!" I practically screeched. He was the one who pulled me here. He shot me an apologetic smile, but it shifted into an infuriating smirk.
"I'm sorry Eryn, but I couldn't find you all day. I had to call to make sure you weren't eaten or dead." Anger filled my chest. I got up solely focused on betting the cramp out of him.
"Have you not heard of this thing called a cell phone! Urr I was finally having fun." I crossed my arms over my chest, and started searching my surroundings for a weapon to break his annoying skull.
I gasped in surprise at the beauty around me. We were by some bridge over a crystal blue lake with warm golden light surrounding everything. There was other people too, walking around the grassy areas. All of them were completely different, I realized with a start as a Victorian man passed us. There was a dusty cowboy chatting animatedly to a soccer mom. A guy with an afro and 80's music blasting out of his boombox walked around the grassy plain.
No matter how different they were they all had one thing in common…that utterly peaceful look painted on their faces.
"We are not in Kansas anymore toto," I quietly mumbled to myself. I turned back to Al with my jaw probably hanging on the floor, and asked him in an awed tone
"Where are we?" he looked amused at my reaction.
"Were in Aiyana or limbo" he gestured with his arm and a calm wind swept around us. Almost immediately I felt a warm feeling of peace settle in my chest. I wanted to just lie down in the tall grass like a confederate soldier was a few feet away from us.
"Um, let's pretend that I know what your talking about," attempting to sound cross, but just coming off as an awed tone. Al walked down further on the bridge and sat down, letting his long legs hang off above the crystal water.
"This spirit plane is used for many different purposes, but it's most important job is to protect spirits awaiting judgment," I sat down next to him.
"Like heaven and hell?" I glanced down at two little girls playing in white dresses.
"Yes, but these spirits you see now have chosen for some reason to wait. Either because they're afraid of crossing over or their waiting for someone," wow, now that I think about it I guess crossing over, and not knowing what's going to happen sounds pretty intimidating.
"Ok that's great and all, but I got to get back. My friends need my help." I kept my face emotionless and tried to look assertive. Al glanced at me with surprise.
"What exactly have you been getting into when you were gone?" I hesitated, unsure of how to explain.
"You know what it's not important. You should not have run off that long." He face filled with anger, but underlining it was deep concern.
"Do you even know how long it's been! you only have 19 hours to get back into your body!" oh cramp I completely forgot about my body, how was I suppose to with all the newborns, discovering that there are real bloodsuckers out there, and lov- liking ( I totally mean like, just like not the other L word) a guy with deep intelligent eyes.
"Oh right about that, I'm going to go to my body tonight, no worries" I tried saying this with a care free tone, but inside I was secretly flipping out. I wouldn't be much help to the cullens if I was dead in 19 hours. I let out a heavy sigh, and reluctantly got to my feet.
"I know you're trying to help me Al, but I can handle this myself. I will not back down with out a fight, you know that," I felt a steel resolve in my heart…I would fight…for my body, my family, and the Cullens. Al had a strange look that I couldn't identify as he rose to his feet.
"I'm glad you're up for the challenge because if you're going to survive tonight you're going to need skills, technique, and…a hell of luck,"
I felt a shudder go through me indicating the condition of my body.
"Alright let's go, but first I want you to meet some friends of mine," I said with a mischievous smile…oh this was going to be fun.
A/N: so sorry it's been so late and short chap. But back to school has been crazy, anyways I promise my next chapter will be longer.