A/N: Good afternooooon, my babies! Welcome back. Hasn't been too long, has it? Hope you enjoyed the last chapter -- it definitely took us down right into the story. But this, my dear friends, will take us to the real meat of the story -- Bella's real transformation -- according to us. Enjoy!

Just before my 21st birthday, Edward and I decided that it was time. I was starting to age more and couldn't bear the thought of looking older than my husband. I was ready to finally become a vampire – become one with my husband.

We decided it would be best to keep this as a family affair. All The Cullens surrounding us, supporting me during my transformation. Secretly, I knew they were really coming for Edward's sake. The Cullen family saw he was fighting an internal battle to keep me human. A battle he was losing. But it was time. And he had to understand the implications of our relationship as well as what the Volturi had in store for us if we continued our human-vampire marriage.

It was two weeks before the fall semester began at Dartmouth. We figured this would be the perfect opportunity to devise my own human death. It wasn't hard to do, especially with the help of six cunning vampires. I simply was at the wrong place at the wrong time. A car accident, easily convincing with the amount of damage The Cullens had created. Along with a fire that burned through the night, my 'remains' would be completely unidentifiable.

We had settled on the transformation to take place in a room at Carlisle and Esme's home. It almost felt as if it was a séance the way Alice and Esme had decorated. I was laid upon a rather hard surface draped in red Italian silk. Candles surrounded the block where I lay, light dimly flickering off the faces of what I was about to become. Edward knelt next to me, holding my hand, his eyes focused on my chest, listening intently to the sound of my heartbeat. It was slow and uniform, which was inconsistent with the tension in the room.

After processing the room, I realized the setup wasn't for me. It was all for The Cullens. Each of them had been transformed in the heat of the moment, none choosing their fate to become a vampire. I was an entirely different circumstance. I not only wanted to become a vampire; I needed to become one. I had fallen in love with nature's own enemy. And there was no way to turn back. Especially now.

Edward's eyes had turned dark these past few days. I encouraged him to speak to me, to tell me how he felt about this. But he stayed mute. I could see through his mannerisms, feeling like our world was suddenly changing. In my case, this was undeniably for the better. In his… I just wasn't sure anymore. And I wasn't going to know until after the transformation.

Carlisle stood at the foot of the box, overlooking his family like a proud father. Esme clutched her hands tightly against her chin, gently smiling towards me. Jasper stayed close to the wall, producing waves of calm over us, but keeping his distance. Emmett stood behind Edward, prepared to pull him off, if something should happen. Alice stood on the opposite of Edward, twirling her hair in her fingers displaying the largest grin across her face. Rosalie…was nowhere to be found.

And then there was my husband, my beautiful man. He seemed to look through me, although his face was soft and reassuring. It was as if he wasn't really with me, but I didn't have time to worry. As long as he went through with this, then everything would be perfect. The way it should be. Forever.

Carlisle tilted his head, gesturing towards Edward that all of us were ready. My eyes flittered from person-to-person as I felt Edward's cold hands wrap around my waist. He lifted my body as he placed his head against my chest. If he could weep, my shirt would've been flooded. He lifted his hands to cup my face and looked deeply into my eyes, giving me quick stolen kisses. As he hugged my human body one last time, I focused my attention to everyone that had come tonight. As I felt the quick piercing of my skin, a burning fire spreading across my back, I noticed the faces of those I loved turn into something…darker. I couldn't be sure if it was from the shear pain that impaired my vision or if, for the first time, I was truly seeing The Cullen family for what they really were. Their faces twisted at the sight of my blood dripping down the front of my shirt, their eyes turning a deep crimson, their mouths coated in venom.

Then everything I knew went black.

A/N: K. What'd you think, eh? Eh? Eh?!?! Now go review!! Pleeease :-)