I know it's been a while, sorry I've had a lot going on as I'm moving house soon, hope it was worth the wait =)
Disclaimer- nothing to do with Twilight or the song e.t.c
Here is the 19th chapter
Written Evanescence - Everybody´s Fool
Enjoy =)!!!!
EPOV
"You complete moron!" Alice yelled at me for the fifth time whilst hurling a wide range of objects in my direction, "Why the hell did you do that to her? She doesn't deserve it!"
"I was angry; it was a spur of the moment thing!"
"Whooptido you got rejected, that doesn't mean you had to shove your hand up that sluts shirt in front of Bella!"
"If it'll make you happy I'll go and apologise", I sighed admitting defeat.
"It's too late"
"What?"
"It's too late for apologies, the last witch in existence is about to be stripped of her powers."
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BPOV
I stood in the forest clearing, my cloak protecting me slightly from the violent wind that tore around me. Entrusting Demon with my broom I ordered him away, this would be quicker done alone. Suddenly the wind died and the night was filled with an eerie silence.
"Nice to see you again Bella", the deep murderous voice sounded from behind me. I didn't respond, "What no greeting, no welcome party? I'm surprised you managed to get rid of that pathetic lapdog of yours, then again it's better this way; no need to share our little secret."
Again I made no response; I stayed silent as he moved to stand in front of me keeping my gaze level whilst ignoring his snide comments.
"What do you want from me James?"
"You know why I'm here Bella, your times up."
A small smile played on my lips and I shook my head slowly, "I've already given my answer to the Volturi, it hasn't changed the answers still no."
"It's either a 'yes' or we'll force it on you."
I took a step backwards, "You can try leech, but before this starts I was wondering, what would you like on your headstone . . ?" I didn't get a chance to finish my sentence, his hand reached out to grab my throat quicker than I had anticipated, twisting out of the way just in time the only thing that accompanied his dissatisfied growl was the tearing of material as my cloak fell to the floor in shreds, the star on my forehead burned brighter and I took up a defensive stance facing him, "Okay now I'm pissed off!".
The best defence is a damn good offense.
Without hesitating I attacked throwing crackling balls of scarlet fire aimed at his head, needless to say it was futile he was too quick and dodged the fire; I had to up my game. In the slight second of hesitation that followed he hit me squarely in the chest and I flew backwards across the clearing hitting an oak tree, my eyes which had been shut tight flashed open at the pain and a small gasp escaped my my footing I sprinted towards him, "Fire be my arrow" I whispered, slicing my hand through the air. A dozen arrows manifested out of fire cut through the air menacingly, seconds before impact they turned to ice, fell to the floor and shattered.
"What the hell?!" I cried out loud aggravated by my almost victory.
"Damien?!" I asked in a frustrated yell and swivelled on my heels. A marble like God with crimson eyes that resembled my former best friend stood no more than 2 metres away from me, the one who wanted to spend eternity with me, the one who had tried to kill me, and the one who was now dead. Or undead.
Well hell.
"Isabella", my name rippled through the air his deep voice sounding seductive like melted chocolate tainted with blood. Reflexively I took a step towards him, too late had I realised my foolish mistake a force of a charging bull hit me from behind and I flew a couple of feet before landing face down on the ground. I groaned scrunching the strands of grass in my hands as I attempted to clamber to my feet.
Pain is good, pain means you're alive.
"Here take my hand", I looked up with suspicion at the outstretched hand that Damien was offering, shifting into a kneeling position I slowly extended my hand, inches from his open palm I stopped, hesitating I looked up into his eyes and allowed myself to accept his offer letting him pull me to my feet. Feigning injury I leant heavily upon him my hands pressing against his marble chest as he wrapped one hand around my waist and the other supporting the base of my neck, his breath inched towards my neck.
Conjuring up an electrical power surge I threw it against his chest as I pushed Damien backwards as hard as I could, he flew across the hearing slamming into a tree with a sickening crunch and a menacing hiss escaped his lips.
"Wrong move Isabella", I paused contemplating his words and whirled on the spot locating James who held a green canister in his hands and a small metal object. He dropped the metal object at his feet, too late did I realise it was a lighter, a circle of fire separated Damien and I from the rest of the clearing, I felt the rush of heat, the power and as soon as I attempted to grasp it, it vanished and I felt instantly drained. Falling to the ground I gasped for air, Damien loomed over me as I knelt on the floor; dangling at his side was a sword.
Not just any sword. With a pang I realised it was the end.
The sword plunged through my heart and my powers were ripped away from me with a soul wrenching scream.
Despite everything I thought someone would have saved me from Damien. . . . . . . even from myself. I thought despite the odds Edward would have come. Just like in the fairytales, the knight saves the damsel in distress. But the sad truth is life is not a fairytale, not everyone gets a happy ever after.
Especially not me.
So....... . . . What do you think?
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( P.s: this is not the end dont worry=) )
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