Disclaimer: Slasherbynight (otherwise known as me) does not own Twilight or its characters and is only writing this because he wants to, not for profit, under the requirements of all U.S. copyright laws. Therefore, Twilight and all of its associated characters are property of Stephenie Meyer. Thank you, enjoy.
A/N 1: Ok buys, last chapter. But remember! I'm going to write both a prequel and a sequel to this story.
From Bella's POV
There I stood, looking out the newly formed hole in the wall of the mansion, down at the face of my love's mortal enemy. Apparently, the total force that I sent into him had ripped him to pieces. He was now dead. Again.
I turned around just in time to see Alice pull the dagger from her leg and slump to the ground. I ran to her to and kneeled down next to her. "Alice! Are you ok?"
"I'm fine…" She got up and tried to walk, but she just fell to the ground. "Ok maybe not…"
"Alice…"
"Thank you Bella. You rid us of him, and I can't thank you enough." She saw me looking at her leg nervously, and so she continued. "Don't worry about it, vampires heal incredibly fast, remember?" Then she got up, and moved over to the table where Edward was with a severe limp. "We better get him out of here. Who knows how long he'll be out for?"
"And how do we do that?"
"Wait here." She opened the door to the stairwell, saw that it was still slanted downward, and jumped up it. She jumped onto the center column and began to climb. She got to the top and yelled down to me. "Obviously we can't do that while carrying him; I'll only be a couple of minutes.
I waited for a little bit, and sure enough I saw the Austin Martin down on a road not too far from the bottom of the hill. She ran up the side of the mountain, and came through the hole in the wall.
"And now we go down with him. It shouldn't be that hard, the climb really isn't that bad. I say we just take the whole table with him on it… It might look good in our house."
I looked at her kind of funny, and she noticed that I thought it was a bad idea. "Oh come on! I was just kidding… After all, humor is the best medicine."
"Best medicine for what?"
"It's not exactly a pretty sight at the spot where Xavier landed…"
"Oh." We just took Edward's body, and walked down the hill with it. We past the spot where he landed, and Alice was right, it wasn't pretty.
Did I do that? Alice and I got to the car, put Edward in the back seat, Alice got in the passenger side, and I got in the driver's seat.
"Oh boy, I wonder how the rest of them are going to react to this…"
I hesitated for a second, but soon I began to drive again. I kept getting this nagging feeling in the back of my head that he wasn't dead. I kept having this thought come into my head over and over again: Is he really dead? It was crazy, because I saw his body! It was destroyed! But for some reason, it was there.
We were about halfway there, and I saw it. All I saw was a figure run out of the forest, in front of our car, and into the forest on the other side. I slammed on the brakes, and got out of the car. I looked into the direction that it ran and what I saw was stunning.
As I stood there, I saw it running away from me. It was the figure of a man, and he was covered in blood.
Fin
A/N 2: Ok, there you have it! I hoped you enjoyed it! First I'm going to write the prequel to this story: The day that changed my life. Review!