Here's the next chapter. Sorry it took so long to get out... I was kinda busy... you know... stuff.
Anyway,
Nikki
Bella's POV
As soon as the fire started burning, I knew I was in for it. It was intense -- more painful than I had a right to imagine. Maybe it had to do with the fact that Edward was changing me and not someone else. I don't know. And I didn't care about the reason now. All I cared about was how much it hurt.
And how quickly it spread! I didn't think it would be nearly this quick. In the first few minutes alone, it had spread from my wrists to my shoulders. It was going too fast, and I tried to tell my new family this, but all that managed to escape on that breath was a scream. It was too painful and spreading across my body too fast. What was going wrong?
I panicked at first, for about half an hour -- I don't know how I managed to tell the time -- screaming and kicking and flailing all the while. I couldn't figure out what was happening to me. Towards the end of the time, I began to see black splotches here and there filling my vision, and then I fell into a dreamless sleep.
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As far as I could tell, it was over, and I was a vampire. It had hurt so badly. Looking back, I don't know how I survived that one hour.
That's all it took: one hour. One hour to make the change and make me beautiful and fast and smart and perfect. But it was just too soon.
Carlisle said he'd never seen any human make the change in under two and half days. It scared me, but at least I was one of them now. I belonged.
Except for the bluish-blackish tattoo that was left on the right side of my face, from my temple to the bottom of my jaw.
Edward's POV
As I watched Bella scream, I went balistic. What was happening? I had had Carlisle put morophine in her, and she shouldn't have been screaming this much anyways.
But what was most astonishing to watch -- and mostly all of the reason for my panick -- was watching some sort of tattoo-like thing crawl its way from her temple to the edge of her jawbone. It spread like a disease, and it was unnerving to watch. My only guess is that the blood somehow flowed to her face... and made the mark? I don't know.
Then, all in one hour, she abruptly stopped flailing and fell unconsious. I didn't know vampires could get knocked out, but Bella found a way.
What had I done wrong?! Was it just my venom that had spread so quickly for her? Was it how quickly her blood flowed? Was she just not normal?
Why did she have a tattoo thing on her face?
I had so many questions to ask. And put with the queries pouring from everyone else's minds, it was all extrememly frustrating. I was getting ready to scream, "SHUT UP EVERYONE!" when Bella suddenly sat bolt upright and looked around frantically, for something I didn't know.
I rushed over to her, frantic. "Bella?" I asked when waving my hands around uselessly hadn't helped.
She looked back at me like I was a stranger. Oh, no.
Then understanding brightened her eyes, and she knew that that was no ordinary change. "Edward?" she asked sweetly in a voice I no longer recognized.
I almost sighed with relief. She remembered who I was, and all seemed to be going smoothly. She was, after all, a vampire.
She smiled as she looked down at her new body, all her pointed teeth showing. Then she shifted her pitch-black eyes up to my face. It was disturbing to watch, let alone looking into those eyes. She noticed the problem. Her perfect eyebrows met in the middle the way they used to when she was confused. "What's wrong, Edward?" Now I knew what she meant when she said that I was too perfect for her. She hardly seemed real to me. Like I could sleep again and I was dreaming.
Then I remembered that she had asked me a question. "Oh, no. Nothing's wrong," I said quickly, at vampire speed, because I knew she could understand. "It's just... um... well..." I didn't know how to say it. Luckily, Carlisle saved me.
"Your change proceeded too quickly, Bella. We don't know what went wrong. And... you might want to look in the mirror."
All of a sudden, she looked deathly afraid. "What will I find if I look in the mirror?" she asked slowly, cautiously. Same old Bella, just a new look. A vampire look. Underneath all the confusion and mixed emotions, I found that, overall, was pride. I was proud that this beautiful creature belonged to me like nothing else in the world. She belonged to me, and no one else. I was proud that she had toughed it out this far.
Carlisle smiled knowingly at her, answering her question. "Nothing too shocking. You are... how did you put it before? Vampire-beautiful."
She grinned brilliantly back, almost shocking him. But then, Carlisle is never shocked, except in his thoughts. What a beautiful vampire she has become. Then he realized I was listening, and his eyes flickered to me. You did a great job, Edward. I'm proud of you. And I know you two will make it through whatever is to come. If something is wrong with her, we'll figure it out.
I nodded minutely, though gratiously. I could handle anything as long as I had my Bella.
Hey, sorry for the semi-short chapter. It's kinda confusing, but it'll get better (as I promised in the last chapter). Thanks for reading! Now review!
-- Nikki
P.S.: sorry it took so long to update. I keep forgetting... :P