This Heart
Summary – Right from the start, Bella Cullen knew that her brand new life as a vampire would not be easy. Her friends are in danger: But from what? They know they are being watched but something is rendering Alice and Edward useless. Then the Volturi begins to get stronger. The power seems to be on their side but with the help of some unlikely characters and long lost friends, the Cullens seem to have a fighting chance in the ultimate war. Or do they?
A/N – HOLY HAPPY! Thank you reviewers! This is a major improvement to chapter 2, where one measly review was submitted!
Disclaimer – I don't own Twilight.
4. Newborn (Muse)
The tongue sharp like a knife… kills without drawing blood.
Buddha
Bella's POV
I visited the grave every single day. Most days I went with Edward, once I went with Alice, and she brought flowers. But today, this quiet Friday evening, I was alone. It was dark and unusually warm. A layer of fog snaked through the trees, but I sat quietly beneath the willow tree branches.
I continued to try and resurface memories, but nothing came up. I had found a newspaper articles at the library that announced my parents marriage, my birth, and my parents death. My parent's death was a bit famous. Forks hardly ever have homicides, and this one was odd. According to the newspaper article, their necks were snapped, as were many other bones, and they had bleed to death.
I wonder who had killed them.
Maybe my mother had a boyfriend in high school, but my father came along and swept her off her feet. In a jealous rage, this other boyfriend killed them both…
But why didn't he take me?
I lay there beneath the tree, just wondering.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that the dark clearing had lit up with faint yellow glow. I sat up. It was coming from the direction my parent's house was. I stood up and began to walk.
As I drew nearer, the voices grew louder.
"Shut up, Mike!" Someone whined. "God, it's so creepy in here."
A loud bang rang out. "The cabinets are empty."
"We can order pizza."
"I wanna go home."
"Hey! Mama Swan! Come out; come out, wherever you are!"
My walk sped up and my anger spiked. I bushed tree branches out of the way and I stood in the clearing, the kitchen illuminated with the glow of flashlights and kerosene lamps. I walked to the door of the house. As I drew nearer, their scents grew stronger.
My throat engulfed in flames.
Such a sweet scent, it could be yours, your flames could be soothed….
I threw the door open. Immediately five different teenagers shone their flashlights upon me, "Oh, shit. She's real."
I picked up the one closest to me and I threw him against the wall, his body crumpled. "Eric!" Someone screamed, but I moved onto the next one, snapping his neck cleanly. I bashed the skinny blondes head into the wall, her skull splitting and the fresh blood spread throughout her hair, dribbling warmly against my fingers.
Someone was hitting me. I turned and my crazed, black eyes met his. The boyish teenage jogger brought his fist upon my cheek and the bones smashed instantly. The brunette had collapsed to the ground sobbing. I weighed my options quickly… I don't think she will run.
My teeth sunk into his neck.
I hit his jugular, the blood spurting against the back of my throat and it filled my mouth. He was drained in seconds, his ice cold and dead body crumpling to the ground in an unnatural way. The flames were soothed but my need wasn't gone. I turned on the blond again – her scent had been nagging me. Her blood was gone faster; she had already lost so much to the head wounds.
I picked another teenager up, the blood dribbling over the corners of my mouth, down my chin. The other one was bleeding from the back of his head, as I rested his head in the crook of my arm to make his neck at easier access… His blood stained my long sleeve shirt.
She moaned and cried and shook in the corner of the house, he face shiny and streaked with tears. "No, no, no…" She moaned.
Her fear made her blood smell even sweeter.
Her racing heart caused the blood to spatter across my face and she too, joined her friends.
I was gorged with blood, too much, but not enough. I looked at the carnage spattered across the room, my own shirt and the bodies. The random flashlights scattered about the room made it look even creepier.
I just killed five humans.
I sunk to the ground. I killed them…
I backed away horrified, turning to sprint through the open door, I ran head long into a familiar set of arms and I sobbed. Another set of light, feathery fingers ran through my hair and her soothing words lulled me as I disappeared into my own quiet world where nothing could ever hurt me.
Alice
I was sucked into the mind of another so fast.
The screams that filled the room, and all the blood, who was that girl? She threw my friend against the wall, she snapped their necks and then… She was eating Mike. Why? Why? I screamed, I sobbed, and Lauren was the next to go. She saved me for last. Why?
Because I was alive… She killed the other instantly, but I was still alive. Her lips were ice cold, her teeth were sharp and then unimaginable pain screamed through every nerve. I struggled against her iron grip, but that only furthered the pain.
Slowly my vision faded out… The pain was still there, but I wanted to sleep…
"No! Bella!"
Why was I always too late?
Edward cradled the silent Bella. "I'm going to take her home." He nodded at the house. "Find a cover up."
I peered into the house and cringed backwards. "Jeez, Bella just destroyed these humans." Emmett muttered. Jasper, however, moved around the room, assessing the carnage.
"Burn it." He said.
"With what explanation?" I moved over to a crumpled human. I recognized her as the blonde who was killed second. Her blue eyes were glassy and her hair was more of a pink color. Near her was a blonde teen with glassy brown eyes and a large chunk of flesh taken out of his neck.
"Restart the gas, and then burn it down. Blame it on a gas leak explosion." Jasper kicked aside a kerosene lamp, the flame flickering out.
"Oh, shit!" Emmett scrambled backwards. "That one moved, ew, it's alive."
I rolled my eyes. "Hit him over the head." Jasper broke the kerosene lamp poured it near a freshly broken gas line. Emmett and I scampered outside and I turned the gas on just as Jasper ran into the trees, Emmett followed.
I scampered away as the flames engulfed the house.
Bella
Bellow me the water swirled pink. My clothes clung to me, soaked with water. Steam filled the bathroom. I let the water wash it away.
It wasn't washing away the fact that they were dead.
Why do you care?
Is it not obvious? Families are torn apart by me.
It's not like you knew them.
I sat on the floor of the shower and I removed my shoes. The water turned black with mud. I tossed them outside of the curtain and peeled my socks off. They were still white, perfect and pristine. I rung the water out and tossed them aside too. My jeans were stuck to my skin and they were hard to get off. They added to the pink water.
My shirt, my bra, my underwear with the word Tuesday sown on the front, even thought it was now early Saturday morning.
I poured the cucumber melon body wash onto the washcloth and that turned pink as well. Lather, wash, repeat.
My hair smelled like strawberries.
The water was now clear.
I still don't see your depression. It is completely unnecessary.
It's murder.
People get killed all the time, but you don't fawn over them.
I didn't kill them.
"Who are you talking to?"
I jumped, gasping in surprise. "No one!" I answered.
Edward sighed. "Are you going to step out of the shower? It's been off for the last five minutes." I looked down and realized that the water was clear because it wasn't on. He offered a towel to me. I wrapped it around me.
"It's hard when you slip up for the first time. I know, I have done it too. We all have. You have to keep trying, though; it's hard to assimilate to this lifestyle." I shoved the curtain aside.
"I know…" I stepped out of the shower. "But you should be mad at me."
"Bella, being mad at you will not change the fact that they died at your hands. There. I said it." He sighed. "Moving on is your best option."
I looked in the mirror at my shocking red eyes. He's right you know.
Yes.
"Yes." I repeated.
Ish. I liked the beginning of the chapter, but the end was not my favorite. YES! I know Smeyer gave Bella perfect control, but my Bella is a pretty normal newborn… you know, beside the Wild Power thing. Um…. Sorry about all the switching POV's in this chapter and Alice's vision was in Jessica Stanley's POV.
Drop a review and I'll write the next chapter.