Esme
I stared at the human girl Carlisle had decided he cared for in disgust. How on earth had he chosen an invalid pregnant whore over me? Jealous, my inner voice taunted. No. No, absolutely not. I would never be jealous of such a... Such a...
Pregnant young woman with an adoring mate? I sighed at the realization. Perhaps I was just a tad insecure about being replaced. It was not like I was the most faithful wife in the world, but Carlisle forgave me. What was so special about this human? She could easily be removed from the equation...
Don't, The baby. I grimaced. As much as I wanted the young woman gone, I couldn't kill her innocent child, Edward's innocent child. I winced, feeling a long-gone pain in my chest suddenly return. You know there is no greater pain than to lose a child, my conscious murmured as I remembered the face of my own lost boy.
Angry tears began to well in my eyes as I looked at the starving girl. Does she not know how lucky she is? A man like Carlisle willing to do everything for her? A new baby? She still has her father. I groaned as I stomped my way to her bed and yanked the covers off her.
"Listen you-" I stopped abruptly, having been caught off guard by the smoke that released as the cover fell and the severe handprint-sized burns littered across her stomach.
"Bella", I gasped her name in horror upon realizing that the burns weren't just baby hands stamped on her stomach but appeared to be adult prints coming from the inside of her belly. Bella groaned as her stomach waved and contorted, causing a rib to snap loudly. Ahh, she winced, grabbing my forearm tight and pulling me towards her.
"He is coming," she whispered to me with tears overflowing from her eyes and a look of desperation plastered on her gaunt face. "Please", she cried urgently. "Don't let him take my baby."
I looked at her for a moment, she seemed so fragile, so scared. Perhaps, it was wrong to wish poorly upon Bella, especially given her current circumstances. "Ahh", she winced again while staring at me, needing to hear my response. This poor child. Have you closed your heart so deeply from your son's passing that you would be cold to a mother in need?
"Okay", I whispered to her earnestly. As much as I was not happy to lose Carlisle, I knew he deserved a chance to be a father, and at that moment, protecting Bella and her baby would be the right thing to do.
She sighed, then winced again as I heard the fire in the living room blaze. What on earth was Emmett up to?
Emmett
The fire in the fireplace roared, distracting me from the magazine I was previously balls-deep in. What the fuck? I wondered out loud, it was a rarity for us to even have the fireplace on, let alone blazing like it just had. I quickly flitted to the source to turn down the gas when a large white hand reached from the flames to grab my wrist. "Aaa," Bella's scream pierced through the home combined with my own as when I looked into the flames I could see the face of my dead brother. "Goodbye, Emmett, " he smiled at me as flames licked up my arm and set my body ablaze. Buzz. Buzz. I could hear my phone begin to ring as I fell to the ground, and Edward leaped from the fire and syringed the ground with his hot feet.
I gasped like a man drowning as hot smoke entered my lungs, and the fire continued to dance along my body and travel into the living room. Stay away, I croaked at him, raising a charcoal black finger in his direction as I stumbled successfully to rise to my feet. "Stay back, Emmett", Edward spoke to me lowly. "I'm just here for her. Here for my love. You may live if you go now, but if you try and stop me, you will rot in Hell with Jasper and the rest of them." I thought about it, I really did, but I could not live the rest of my days knowing that I surrendered Bella to that monster, at least without a fight.
"Very well," Edward stated, having heard my thoughts before I could say them.
"Tell the Devil to keep a seat for me." I choked out, wincing as chard pieces of skin fell from me when getting up into my fighting position. I love you, Rosalie, I thought as Edward tackled me into the flames, which embraced me as I welcomed the end.
Rosalie
Something was not right. I could feel it with every fiber of my being something was wrong. Every alarm bell I had in my body was going off as I raced through the streets with Billy by my side.
"Yes, yes, just like the legend," Billy started over the phone, calling council member after council member to tell them of Edwards imminent return. "He can't stay in our realm for more than a few hours but he wants to take his son's place. He is going to trade his soul for his baby's so he can be with Bella forever." A shiver ran down my spine upon hearing those words. What a sick bastard, I gripped the steering wheel tightly as I pressed forward, desperately needing to get home. "Yes, we can perform a spiritual ceremony, it worked to get rid of him last time but I fear he's gotten stronger. We'll need more spiritual energy."
"Carlisle", I spurted as I weaved through cars to get to our home road. "What?" Billy stammered in surprise, almost as if he'd forgotten I was there. "Carlisle grew up in medieval England to a Reverend father. If anyone else knows about spirituality, it's him. Call him please and Emmett too. Something is not right." I said the last part hushedly as I heard Billy begin to dial Emmett. He did not answer, and I felt my heart sink. My only sense of solace was that we were a mere few feet from the long winding driveway to my home. "The pack and elders will be here as soon as they can." Billy sighed as he saw the driveway. His peace quickly turned to horror as he cried lookout and Rose stopped the car abruptly. Billy and Rose stayed still yet panting from the sight before them. Smoke or fog seemingly clouded the air, and darkness surrounded them, so much, in fact, the headlights from the car quickly drained upon entering the blackness. In front of the vehicle were rows of grey women seemingly guarding the home. "Dear God, " Billy whispered in horror.
