The fire spread about The Cullen home as flames licked through the downstairs corridors and up to the second level. An impossibly hot heat wafted through the home, melting several surfaces and scorching others as Bella screamed at the top of her lungs. The baby is coming, Esme thought, slightly flustered as heat radiated from the floorboards and tickled her toes. Bella had her stomach and lower body completely exposed as blood pooled under her crotch, soaking the bed. Esme held her breath immediately, knowing that this would be the perfect opportunity for her to, "lose control" and eliminate Bella and her child, but knowing it would be wrong. God damn it, she murmured as Bella's stomach contorted, and she pushed, clearly breaking her pelvis during her labor. "Emmett!" Esme cried, needing some support, and for him to get control of the fire he lit ablaze downstairs.
Boom! Bella's bedroom door crashed open as fire, and smoke burst inside. Both women gasped as before them the deceased, but alive Edward Cullen entered the room, stark naked, covered in embers, and hair burned. He was now completely bald, and his eyes looked longingly to Bella and her stomach. He was very shortly going to be reborn, his soul needing a vessel for him to be with Bella forever. And there was no better vessel than their child. She knew once he had taken over the boy's body, she would never leave him, and incestuous as it was, the thought of Bella sharing a blood connection with himself aroused him severely.
"Ah"! Esme screamed at the top of her lungs upon seeing her deceased coven member. "Hello Mother," Edward murmured in a voice that could only be described as demonic and layered as he pushed the woman to the side with a single go away gesture; all without touching her.
Edward then directed his attention back to his beloved. "Hello dear," he smiled at her malevolently as he opened his arms for an embrace, and fire began to eclipse the home.
No mo henna, ashki nata e fute wey naki, the voice of Billy Black started chanting, breaking through the worlds Charlie and Carlisle were trapped in and incapacitating the undead crowd. Soon, more familiar voices started. Rosalie, Leah, Sam, and the rest of the pack were loudly chanting the same prayer; no mo henna, ashki nata e fute wey naki . Distorting the World's they were trapped in until they both literally went up in smoke.
Outside
Charlie gasped as he appeared in the center of a circle that the pack had made. He was still quite human but appeared to turn back to an immortal at a rapid pace, as it was difficult for Edward to keep control in the real world with such spiritual energy present.
Carlisle appeared soon after, breathing harshly as blood poured freely from his shoulder only to suddenly stop when his body hit the driveway floor. "Amen", Carlisle coughed as he took one last solid breath before it was no longer necessary. Carlisle stilled with his eyes open on the road for a moment before taking in his surroundings. The pack, the undead, and his two son's smiling at him sadly before he directed his attention to the flames up the road. Bella, he thought before tackling the young women in the crowd monstrously, dismembering several of them at a time. The pack soon joined along with Rosalie, and in a matter of ten minutes, only two of the undead were left; Emmett and Jasper. "No please", Rosalie cried as she crumpled to her knees upon seeing her deceased mate. Billy rolled to her, placing his hand on her shoulder as she lay her head on his lap to shield her eyes from the scene she knew would soon come.
Nobody moved, and all eyes shifted to Carlisle, as if they were asking for permission to do what they knew needed to be done. Carlisle hesitated, knowing he needs to end their lives but also knowing the potential consequences that action could have on the rest of the family. "Do it", Rosalie sobbed as Emmett smiled weakly, and an unnatural peace fell about the crowd. Carlisle smiled at Jasper solemnly as he walked towards both of them and ended them as peacefully as he could.
Esme
Edward sent me crashing through two walls and into his bedroom as I saw him walk towards Bella. At that moment, I could have walked away. I could have started over with a new coven, and I could have moved on. No, my conscious thought. They're not just coven members. You spent eighty years with these people, they are much more than just members. They are your family.
Perhaps it was some kind of last-minute epiphany or realization, but right then is when I decided I would not allow him to harm that innocent child, and I would not allow him to take away what Carlisle deserved; his family. I flit back to the bedroom, and just before Edward could lay a hand on her, I tackled him to the ground, hitting him with every force in my body. Edward roared as Bella moaned and pushed through the pain, crying out with her son, who was miraculously born unharmed. "JJ", she murmured his name sweetly as she sighed and then began to convulse.
