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Down the Rabbit's hole

Chapter Three: News from the Dead

It is very dark when I wake.

I heard no sound, but my thoughts, and the silence was so empty it was frightening. The darkness hung around me like a ghost. Haunting me, taunting me…I tried to open my eyes, but alas no avail, I couldn't even lift a finger. My body was useless, all I had was my mind and that wasn't going to get me anywhere at the moment.

I let my mind flow back to my memories wanting to know how I got stuck in this predicament; not even bothering to try to regain full control of my body. What happened that night? Was that night last night?

I can't even remember.

There was a carnival... and cotton candy and this ridiculous bear that Jacob was going to win me. Did he win me the bear? No…he didn't win me the bear; something-no someone-grabbed me and took me to that Peter Pan statue. My family came with us, and I was led to the park, where I was sentenced to my…downfall?

And then those vampires came one by one, until that one vampire approached me. And when he removed the hood shielding his face, hell was reborn and I began to scream watching these memories unravel around me.

I didn't even know I was actually screaming in reality, until I felt someone shake me gently telling me to wake up. I slowly tried to open my eyes again, succeeding; only to find my gaze meeting a pair of crimson eyes.

Him.

As if haunting my thoughts wasn't enough, he is here with me, as if my nightmares haven't ended instead they have just begun. The screams slowly die out, leaving a few whimpers out of me as my mind gets pulled back to reality. "Renesmee, can you hear me?"

I nod, not trusting my voice to speak, for the second time. "Alright…now that I know that you are completely back to your senses we can leave." His voice seemed relieved at the thought, while my mind was at full panic. Leave?

I'm practically half dead-no pun intended-and he wants me to leave this place? Can I just stay here, waiting for my parents?

The panic on my face must have been clear, because he replied instantly upon gazing at me. "No you must go with me Renesmee. I don't wanna be a babysitter to a child like you, but it seems that I have no choice on that matter." The way he talked about me, with such repulsion irritated me to no end. I wasn't a child, but then again he was older than most of my family. The only older than him must be Grandpa Carlisle, but even that could be a maybe.

I really wanted to slap him at this moment.

Without another word he grabbed me, and dragged me towards the sleek vintage, black car waiting for us at the front, in which he quickly opened the doors too and pushed me inside. If I was human that would have easily bruised me, but it still caused me to sting in pain.

I sat cooped up in the back seat, too scared to even lift my head to meet his frightful gaze. I did once, during the middle of the drive and he smiled so darkly, a smile full of malice, anarchy, hatred, and the mock kindness, it made me want to scream.

I shrank back after that, and just stared at the window not even bothering to speak a word. Watching the world go by in a quick blur as time passed, each second seeming longer than an eternity. "Renesmee," I look up, the sound of his voice breaking me out of a trance. "Get out of the car, now." I nod and let my hand turn the handle, before quickly scrambling out of the car.

I let my gaze scan the area, searching for some clues about our location. "Renesmee, stay close to me," His voice sprang me back to attention, and I began to inch towards him. Shaking his head in exasperation, he walked closer towards me, and wrapped his arm around my waist pulling me closer to him. "Act naturally," he whispered, his cool breath sending shivers down my spine. I nod stiffly, earning a growl from him.

"I said naturally, so smile, lean into me or something…"

I plastered a fake smile on my face, a smile that a mortal might believe in. Mortals were so easy to fool, all it took was one glance and they believed you, no matter how fake it was. Alec led me toward the building ignoring all the stares we were receiving, before stopping at the blonde receptionist sitting at the front.

"Excuse me, we have room 666 booked for tonight, may we have our keys?" Alec requested, and as soon as the words sprang out of his voice, the receptionist looked up instantly. She was pretty, for a mortal, and was eyeing Alec like a piece of meat. The irony of that still humors me…

"Yes, right away…Sir," she purred, causing me to shiver in repulsion, apparently Alec felt the same, because disgust was written plainly across his face. Humans were sometimes the most revolting creatures ever, completely shameless.

"Will you please get me the room, my fiancée and I don't have all day, you know?" Alec casually told her, with impatience lacing his voice. I looked at him wide eyed shocked, while he just smiled at me.

"Fiancée?" The receptionist practically sputtered the words.

"Yes, fiancée, now can you please hurry?"

The receptionist nodded and hurried as she quickly gave us our room keys, "So Mr. Demetri Valentine and Ms. Heidi Grace?" We both nodded as she handed us our keys, before shrinking away.

"She has bad blood." Alec stated as we walked toward the elevator.

"Bad blood?"

"Her blood isn't pure enough for us, if the Volturi decided to turn her; we would have an emotionally unstable vampire. A weak one, a pathetic one…"

"How do you know this stuff?"

"The amount of time I spent in the Volturi taught me that. You get to see a lot of things there." His voiced held a much softer tone, it seems as if the Volturi was his family, he loves them or respects them.

By then the elevator opened and we walked out towards our room, ignoring the hushed whispers around us. I froze as Alec's hand entwined with mine, and soon he began to lead me towards our room, which he opened quickly.

"There is a suitcase of clothes for you if you wish to change," Alec pointed towards the suitcase that was against the wall. I nodded and took the first pair of clothes I could find, not even bothering to care what it is, before walking towards the bathroom.

Entering the bathroom, I began to study myself in the mirror, my hand touching the mirror as if studied for any change. Physically I looked the same, the same bronze locks that tumbled down, delicately framing my face. The same chocolate brown eyes that proved my mortality, the same pale skin with the flush of blood, it was me.

Nothing has changed, on the outside at least.

Never in my life have I ever felt so broken, so weak, so pathetic. I felt as if I was bound to shackles, bound the depths of my mind. I want to escape, I want the familiar stories I was told, read to me. I began to change into the new clothes I picked out and it turns out they match.

I stepped out of the bathroom, and saw Alec sitting on the bench that was placed near the window. He looked at me a second, motioning me to come to him I walked towards him, my skirt flowing smoothly as I walked towards him, before sitting next to him.

"You have good blood."

"What?"

"Your blood, it seems pure, delicate, delicious, a delicacy compared to anyone else's." As he whispered those words, his fingers gently played with hair around my neck, momentarily causing me to freeze, before I resumed breathing normally.

"Do you mind if I have a taste?"

I didn't even reply, as he positioned himself in front of me, before his cool breath fell upon my neck, and his teeth began to pierce my skin.

Hello my dear readers, so how are you all? Me i am doing great, while you guys must be seething because i made a horrible cliffhanger. You wanna read more, i bet. I don't even know what shall happen next, so i guess we all are in the dark. Okay so maybe i know a little more than you all, but i am the authoress i deserve to know. You all get to know when the main characters tell me more, or when i actually begin to write this stuff down. I really am happy with this chapter, even more so because it turned out better than i expected, i had to rewrite it, but it didn't turn out the way i wanted it to.

I am now waiting for Alice in Wonderland to come out. I love Tim Burton...Nightmare Before Christmas, Sweeney Todd, Corpse Bride...ah good times...

The first quote of this chapter is from a book called Newes From the Dead. The novel is based on the true story of Anne Green, servent who survied hanging in 1650 England only to awaken on a dissection table. The novel is by Mary Hooper. Read it...i very good read, i recommend it.

Thank God for a three day weekend, otherwise i never would have finished it. I spend the entire weekend with friends and family so i didn't get as much time. And school is a pain in the ass.

Song for this chapter: I Constantly Thank God For Esteban by Panic at the Disco. Didn't inspire me at all, but god do i love the song and the band.

My last thing to say is- review...because if you do, maybe i will get the chapter figured out much, much faster.

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