A/N:Rejoice people! My inspiration has returned! Here's the next chapter which I hope will make you all very happy! I hope to post the next one tomorrow if I get enough time. But I will write, I promise you. And as a little hint, let me just say that things are about to get very...interesting. Okay, that's enough of me for now. Read and review! Bye! - MissMei92
THE TALE OF ELIZABETH CULLEN
My legs ached and my arms chafed from the friction of running against the wind at inhuman speed. But I didn't care. I kept going, thinking of what I was headed for. I didn't know what it was that I was running towards. All I knew was this: Run, Elizabeth! Run!
He told me to run. I obeyed. I wasn't going to stop running. Not until he said so. I blinked against the fogging images around me. Green, swirling spheres of nothingness. They weren't supposed to have been there. They shouldn't have been able to break through the Volturi guard. Not with Alex at the lead. It wasn't possible. But it had happened. And I couldn't do anything to prevent it. I'd failed my duty. My purpose. My destiny.
Something black and metallic sped by, although it moved at a snail's pace compared to my movement. I'd be nothing more than a moving speck of color to the occupants in it. A ghost of something long gone by the time they realized anything had even been there. It smiled a sickly, twisted grin at us. It prepared silently for the kill, crouching in a low stance, it's eyes sharp as that of a predator. Nikolas went stiff and cold. Cold as stone. Hard as steel. He spread out protectively, trying to protect me. And then, it lunged. I screamed.
Drop,drop,drop. Wetness trickled down my stony cheeks. Drop,drop,drop,drop,drop. Splotches of rain droplets decorated my blouse and jeans. Drop,drop,drop,drop,drop,drop,drop,drop. The greyness below me turned blacker. The ground became a muddier, brownish shade. Mud flew up everywhere on to my sneakers and the bottom of my jeans. I ran with even more intensity than ever. I couldn't stop now. Not because of some stupid rain.
He blocked the lunge swiftly. It let out a bone-chilling shriek and started clawing at him, tearing his sleeve and...slicing his arm clean open. I could see the white venom flow out in slow drops. "Nikolas!" The thing was ghoulish. It was invincible. Nikolas couldn't hold it off. I had to use the power they said I had...but it wouldn't work. It wouldn't work! "Nikolas!!!" The thing started to turn it's attention towards me. Nikolas gripped it's collar and flung it away with as much strength as he could muster. It didn't even falter a second longer before it lunged for me again. He blocked it. But the impact was gruesome. I could see he was losing the fight. "Elizabeth, run! Forget about me! Just run! Run away!" Forget about you? Never! But his eyes commanded me too. 'Please, Elizabeth...' that was what I say in those golden eyes I loved so much. I had to obey...
A white, piercing flash of luminous light opened up into the sky. Everything went still for one sudden moment. And then, I heard it a loud, thundering crash of thunderbolts, both deafening and shocking at the same time.I froze into position. Then, I was flying. Into the humid, torrential rain pouring down in masses around me, blinding everything from sight. I flew and then I fell with a sickening thump to the hard, yet muddy, surface of the roadside. My body became still and I lost all feeling in my bones, my nerves, my mind. I was completely paralyzed. And I didn't care.
But my sense of hearing still functioned, as my other senses failed me entirely. I head soft murmurs, voices, a bell tolling in the distance, the screeching ring of a familiar ambulance. "What happened?" "I don't know, she just appeared out of nowhere. I didn't see her until it was too late." "Is she dead?" "No, just unconscious." "Someone call 911!!!!" They continued on forever until I felt myself bundled up into something soft and warm, like the hugs my mother would give me when I was little, and then the voices ceased. And all that could be heard was the soft rumble of an engine, and the ever familiar screeching of an ambulance in the distance.