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'Hearts Burst into Fire'

by

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Isabella Marie Swan

"Hurry, Edward! We need to get the respirator on her quickly!" a man commanded in a rushed voice.

I felt something being slid onto my face, a hand holding it firmly in place.

"Breathe, Bella!" Edward's voice rang through the silence.

I tried to, I really did.

And, to an extent, it worked! Well, the extent ended when I coughed, blood spraying. Someone pulled away the mask just in time to protect it from the sticky crimson.

"Alice!" Carlisle called.

I didn't even hear her feet hit the ground before she was directly next to Edward's bed.

"Get morphine! She's in pain." Alice shouted.

It was then that I felt the pain. Terrible, horrible pain rippling from my spine.

I cried out, having no way to contain the pain.

Suddenly, the leather choker on my neck became too much.

I grasped it, trying to pull it away from my neck.

"The necklace!" Alice cried, lunging for the close fitting item, pulling it through the belt buckle and yanking it off.

I gasped, finally, the mask on my face was allowed to provide me oxygen.

Air filled my lungs quickly, easing the scorching burn.

My eyes refocused, I could feel the pain beginning to fade, my mind began to get muffled.

I looked all around... I never noticed how cool this room looked... (A/N Morphine.)

"Bella?" Edward asked.

I giggled, reaching my hand up and stroking his pretty face.

My whole back was numb, no feeling whatsoever passed though it.

"Your pretty!" I laughed, pulling Edward to me.

A few laughs rang through the room.

"Um... thank you?" he spoke in a questioning tone.

"No proooblemmm...." I giggled, hugging him to me.

"It seems we have a loopy angel on our hands." Emmett laughed.

"Wow! You're a giant!" I exclaimed.

His chest puffed out, a broad grin appearing on his face.

"Why do you call her an angel?" My daddy asked.

My eyebrows furrowed.

"Daddy! Shuuusshh! They don't know anything!" I told him.

"I do." Edward frowned, ducking his head.

I giggled, hugging him.

"I do!" I laughed.

"Huh?" Carlisle asked.

"No, you say you may now kiss the bride!" I burst into laughter.

Emmett barked out a laugh.

"Um, Bella... your not engaged to Edward." Alice commented.

"Yes, I am." I told them, eyebrows furrowed.

"Yeah, let the bride have her moment!" Emmett laughed, hands on his hips, gasping for breath.

"Are you okay, Smokey?" I asked, worried.

Smokey's face paled.

"Maybe we should put her to sleep..." Alice told Carlisle.

"That looks to be the best." Carlisle nodded.

I soon felt exhaustion roll over onto me.

"Nighty night, Edward." I mumbled, letting the sleep overcome me.

"Goodnight, Bella." he whispered.

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"When is she going to wake up?" a velvety voice asked.

"She can hear you, Edward. You need to calm down." a small exuberant voice commanded.

Slowly, I began to regain consciousness.

"Daddy?" I asked, opening my eyes and looked around.

My father stood in the corner of Edward's room, his expression pained.

"Bella? I need to go back, soon." He told me, frowning.

I nodded, quickly noting the pain was nonexistent now.

Slowly, I sat up, happy I felt no pain.

I sighed, moving my hand to the fabric by my shoulder to give me leverage so I could look behind me, noting I was now in the gown that I fell from heaven in.

My tattoo was back in place, no blood seen whatsoever. Only a small bit of pink where the blood used to be.

But, my tattoo was... a lot bigger.

I gasped, letting my wings spring free.

My face flushed at the sight of my wings.

They were huge. As big as my mother's.

"Bella!" Michael exclaimed, running to my side, a surprised expression on his face.

Not only was the size different, but on the inward side were flecks of purple, very light purple, yet purple none the less.

I slowly slid off Edward's bed, feeling stiff.

My feet slapped against the hardwood floors as I raced up the stairs, heading to my bathroom.

My wings shot out, trying to help me speed up.

I gasped, tripping over my feet and almost falling over, just to catch myself in time.

Huffing, I opened the door to my room.

My gaze drifted to the window... maybe I could go on a little fly... just to test out the new wings.

I went over to the far corner of the room, gripping the large wooden handle and heaving.

I slowly dragged open the window, disgruntled how heavy it was.

My wings crept out from behind me, happy to feel the strong winds coming from outside.

I slowly stepped forward, gasping at how open it felt, like I was already flying.

I put one bare foot out, pulled it back with a small laugh. And I jumped.

I was surprised when my wings automatically jutted out, keeping me in flight.

I was so surprised, I didn't even notice the storm clouds.

With one or two mighty flaps of my wings, I was quickly propelled so I was just above the Redwoods and Aspen trees. (A/N little info, Redwoods:250 to 300 feet tall!)

I laughed, flying may be the only thing I'm actually good at. I can't draw, I like to sing, but am afraid of crowds. I'm the most boring person you could meet.

I faintly heard the sound of feet pounding underneath me, but how could I hear that?

I opened my eyes, my smile faltering as I looked down. Surely, I wouldn't be able to see anything!

But, I could see. There were wolves. Two or three, all of them had their head's upturned staring straight at me.

I shrugged, lowering myself until I was only at the first tree limb.

I let my feet balance on it, digging my feet into the ancient bark, pushing out my wings so I could stay steady.

"Hello, there." I whispered.

They howled, I raised an eyebrow at them.

"What's wrong?" I asked, letting myself plop backwards, falling for only a few seconds before my wings barely glided out, slowing the fifty foot fall.

They look very mad... wonder why?

I smiled at them, they were huge. Bigger than any wolf I have ever observed from heaven.

The russet colored one in the middle's head shot up, mouth snapping open, teeth glistening with spit.

I gasped, taking a step backward, but of course, I tripped.

My wings didn't even have time to register the fall before I hit the muddy ground.

I huffed, pushing myself up onto my knees.

I didn't even hear the Wolves approach.

I flipped my head around...

...and saw boys.

I flushed, jumping into the air.

My wings were just about to send me soaring when I felt a uncomfortably warm hand clamp around my shin.

"Ah! Let go!" I barked, flapping my wings.

"Watch it!" one of them commanded, dodging my wings.

"What are you?!" the one holding my calf growled.

"Uh... nothing you need to worry about!" I stumbled over my words.

"you'll be worrying if you don't tell us!" a short, muscular one shook his fist at me.

I laughed, "you really think you can compare to me?"

God, please forgive me. I need to get out of here.

I brought my hand up, letting a ring of water roll around it, intrigued by how the water washed over itself.

The hand gripped my leg harder, I gasped, dropping the ball onto the stocky boy.

"Do you really think water is going to hurt us?" the tallest one laughed, making the leader laugh along.

The one in charge turned my leg around in his hand, examining it.

"Nice leg." he commented.

I flushed, my hand coming up with a iceball on it's own accord.

"Let go of me." I hissed, the ice packing over itself repeatedly, sharp shards jutting out at random.

"I think I'm–" he looked up then, gasping at the iceball in my hands.

"What's a little snow? Aye', Jacob?" The short one asked, looking frightened.

"It's not snow. It's ice as sharp as Michael's sword." I spat.

"Who is Michael? Is he your boyfriend?" The tallest laughed.

"That would be my father. Don't tell me you have not heard of the Archangel?" I spoke like they were the most ignorant people in the world. Maybe they were.

They're faces flushed with fear, gazes fixated on the growing iceball.

"Back off." I hissed.

"Jacob, let go of my leg." I growled, pulling back my foot before kicking him in the face.

"Gah!" he heaved, spitting out blood.

I winced, letting out my wings and shooting upward.

I opened my eyes to see I was already above the trees, looking around me and smiling.

I really am liking these new wings.

Quickly, I shot forward, wings flapping in all their massive glory. My hair flew out behind me.

I would be home soon.

Home.

I smiled, looking up at the sky.

But, my smile faltered when I noticed how dark the sky was...

Rain!

I gulped, straining my wings to go faster than they already were.

"Oh no... oh no..." I muttered, speeding up.

I could now see the Cullen's house in the distance, just a speck, but it was there.

I smiled, pushing faster.

The skies grumbled in anger. As a few rain drops fell. I dodged them with little ease.

But, just as I was about a football field or two away rain fell.

I cried out, unsuccessfully dodging the rain.

I'm gonna fall... I'm gonna fall and die.

Oh lord!

I felt my wings grow heavy, the weight beginning to be to much for them.

I began to plummet towards the Earth... how am I going to stop this?

As the ground began to approach, I covered my face, trying to protect some part of me.

But, when I was about to hit the ground, something happened.

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ah oh! What's gonna happen?

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