AN: Hellooo everybody! Wow! I am so excited to see the response from just one prologue with new favorites and followers. ILoveBooks2310 and I had a fun time writing this story together. Please join us in this supernova of am adventure (thanks ILoveBooks2310). I will only be posting just a couple more chapters here before you can follow the rest of the story over at FictionRose1002
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CHAPTER ONE - Hellfire
Hellfire - the fire or fires regarded as existing in hell. Or the ability to summon and burn away using dark red flame
Alice was rushing to class down the halls of Cullen Falls boarding school. From the outside, the boarding school looks average, a bit on the high end, as it spreads out with several towers for student housing. It is like a concentric castle but modernized in case humans come looking.
The majority of Cullen Falls Boarding school halls were like being inside a medieval cathedral castle with stained glass windows that change color depending on the mood of the school. The boarding school is like a living organism with its students and faculty staff. It feeds and grows with the students' needs. Alice made it into class just as the bell rang. Mrs. Denali shook her head. Mrs. Carmen Denali is a vampire about 5'5'' tall, with dark brown hair. She speaks English, even though Spanish is her native language, so she carries her Spanish accent when she speaks. She is a very gentle, kind, and maternal person, well suited to the supernatural teaching lifestyle, with her compassion for vampires and all beings, supernatural or not.
"Almost late again Alice."
"Almost, but not quite. Besides, I had to bring you these!" Alice was carrying a vase filled with pomegranate flowers. "They finally bloomed in my room this morning." Mrs. Denali smiled. Carmen Denali was from Spain originally over 375 years ago having been turned by an untrained vampire who thought to have killed her but left just enough blood and venom to turn Mrs. Denali. This important flower to Spain and its history, the pomegranate Flower is the country's official flower. Alice walked toward Mrs. Denali's desk when a vision overtook her. Mrs. Denali sensed an evil power spike in Alice as the air got thick around her. Her smile faded as Alice dropped the vase. The vase filled with beautiful flowers falls at her feet. The water splashes all over her feet. All the students look at Alice.
"There goes crazy Alice again with her visions," Rosalie muttered. Alice could see hell and fire. The earth is scorched with fire as the demons run free. The torment and punishment of hell were envisaged as the eternal fire spread across the land. Mrs. Denali immediately stopped writing on the blackboard to face Alice.
"Alice!" Mrs. Denali rushed to her side, holding her shoulders as she could tell something quite powerful was overtaking her student.
"Fire! So much fire! They're coming!" Alice repeats. "She's coming!"
Nearly 3000 Miles Away
Bella moaned, as one hand buried into the bronze hair of the young man, while he moved on top. Her other arm wrapped around him. He groans aloud and in her face. She felt his cock move deeper and deeper inside her. It was painful, but also pleasurable. It is filled like she never has before. Bella's body arched on the bed as their naked bodies meshed. The way his hard body pressed against her; Bella's mouth opened in a long groan. Countless kisses found her chin, her neck. Bella gripped the back of his head, as his lips pressed against her neck. She felt the bite pierce her skin, but the pain was over so fast as even more intense passion filled her. Bella cried out as his length seemingly grew inside her. The young man raised up, as Bella buried both hands into his bronze hair as their lips connected with one long and hard thrust. Bella exploded in pleasure.
"AH!" Bella jerked awake. Bella slowly turned her head to find her Romeo and Juliet textbook resting on her same pillow. Her entire body was pulsating. Bella has never had sex before, but that sure felt like sex. Even her insides were tingling. She sat up, groaned in pain as she felt like she was pierced from her neck, heart, and vagina. She touched her neck before falling back down to her bed. Bella laid in her bed for a few moments before the pounding came at her door.
"Wake up you worthless child!" Bella's eyes clenched tightly before she slowly raised her head up. "Wake up now!" The yelling came from outside her room. Bella sighed. She sat up. Bella opened her book to the last page she was on. She sighed.
"These violent delights have violent ends, and in their triumph die like fire and powder, which as they kiss, consume." Bella slammed her book closed.
Bella was in the kitchen cooking before school started. She ate a spoonful of peanut butter while flipping over eggs frying in a pan. Bella was dressed in a short green sleeve button-down shirt with light blue denim jeans, orange sneakers. A blue headband held back her long down-the-back brown hair from her face. Bella was very pale in complexion with long, wavy, and curly dark brown hair down her back. She has a widow's peak, the most unique pair of chocolate brown eyes, and a heart-shaped face with a wide forehead. Her eyes are large and widely spaced. Her nose is thin, and her cheekbones are prominent. Her lips are a bit too full for her slim jawline. Her eyebrows are darker than her hair and are straighter than they are arched.
Bella went to her orange backpack when her phone beeped. She placed a banana inside her bag, as she had soft piano music playing on her phone when it beeped. Bella opened her phone after notification from IG about a new posting tagging her face. She chuckled and shook her head. Bella looked back at old pictures from 2 years ago. She had dyed her hair orange so she would be different since everyone treated her differently anyway though it was back to its long brown normal look today. Bella can remember that day like it was yesterday.
Flashback
Mike was rolling up some joints under the bleachers.
"You wanna get high right now?"
"Why not?"
"Well, we're at school!" Bella said, shaking her head. She was just a freshman in high school. But no one questioned the cut on her cheek or cut on her chin. Just clumsy Bella. Little did they know of the abuse she suffers weekly at home she lives now.
"So what?"
"Well, goodie, a birthday present for Bella!"
"Why would this be a birthday gift?" Mike asked Jessica, handing over a joint.
"Well duh, today is Bella's birthday."
"So?"
"I'm so sorry Bella." Bella shook her head.
"It's fine," Bella said. "I know… Mike can be a little slow sometimes," Bella said handing the joint back.
It was her birthday and not that Bella wanted anyone to fuss over her, a simple happy birthday would do since Bella knew she wasn't getting presents. It was the little things like getting high with friends at school that made Bella continue. Bella ended up getting super high but enjoyed the rest of the day until she got home. It wasn't the first time something strange happened to her. Usually, on her birthday, something bad always happens. Death or major accident. That night, nothing changed. Bella was sitting on the couch, tears in her eyes. A white sheet was placed over the dead body in the living room of another kid, this one drained of all its blood.
The doorbell rang breaking Bella's flashback. She shook her head. Her birthday that year was the first time in almost 2 years something bad hasn't happened. Bella looked up from the frying pan. She never got visitors in the morning. She had little to no friends from high school that would come visit her at her place. Bella was just a sophomore having moved to Forks 6 months ago. Bella opened the door and found a brown letter sitting on her porch.
"Hello?" Bella bent down and picked up the letter. On the back, the letter was closed by a red stamp with "CFBS" letters stamped in the middle with its wax seal. "Weird." There were no writings on the front. Bella placed the letter on top of the other mail in a pile next to the door. The smoke detector went off. "Shit!"
Bella rushed back into the kitchen. She fanned the smoking pan, pulling it off the stove. Footsteps rushing downstairs.
"Why are you burning down my fucking house?!" Marg yelled.
"I'm sorry! There was someone at the door with a letter and I...!"
"SO, you left a pan on the stove!"
"I'm sorry!"
"You stupid fucking girl!" Bella was backhanded by her foster mother. She held her face as she stared back at Ms. Marg, Marjory Gordon, her foster mother. She was a big woman, very overweight, resting bitch face and very ugly of a woman, both inside and out. She only fostered children for the monthly check. She didn't care about the kids, especially Bella. When she went to hit Bella again, Bella screamed out, holding her hands out. Bella looked up to see Ms. Gordon frozen.
"Ms. Gordon? Ms. Gordon? Marg? Oh, fuck." Bella walks around Ms. Gordon, realizing she wasn't moving. Bella rushed to grab her orange backpack and left the house. She didn't want to see what happens when Ms. Gordon is unfrozen. It was Friday and she hated to see what would happen when stuck inside all weekend with a mad Ms. Gordon.
Bella was in her second-morning classes about to remove a calculator and notebook when the same letter she left in the pile of mail this morning fell out along with an apple. Bella leaned down and picked up the apple and letter. She didn't grab an apple today. She could have sworn she packed a banana. The letter had her name written on the front now. Bella frowned. She knows that her name wasn't on the front when she first picked up the letter. Bella flipped the letter over and went to pull off the red wax seal when she gasped as an electric shock ran through her. The school's alarm system went off blaring. Outside a large tornado cloud appears just outside the school's parking lot. Moments later an actual tornado drops down right outside the school building.
"Tornado!" Mike screamed. Everyone races to the window to see except for Bella.
"Get away from the window!" Mr. Walker yells at his students to get away from the window and to head to shelter.
"Tornado, impossible! This is Forks!" Another student cries out. Bella sits there frozen. All the students start to run out of the classroom as the tornado nears the building.
"Bella! Let's go!" Bella grabs her backpack, quickly packing as Mr. Walker tries to drag her from her seat. "Stupid girl let's go!" Bella zips her backpack close just as Mr. Walker pulls her out of the classroom. Bella trips, unable to keep up with Mr. Walker. He leaves her on the ground. Bella looked back down the long hallway as the school was being torn apart by the tornado before a flash of light blinded her.
AN: The plan is a biweekly update with posting. The story practically wrote itself so expect updates often. The schedule, for now, is going to be Sunday/Wednesdays.