A/N:Sorry about the long wait, it took me forever trying to figure out how to end this chapter, and on top of that, I had a lot of things going on, homework, and Eid, and I was basically stuffed with crap going on. I really hope you like this chapter, I know I had fun writing it. Its the longest one yet! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Rosalie and Bella, but I own everyone ELSE in this chapter! Edward is mentioned in this too, so I don't own him either. Yeah..but everyone else is MINE, all MINE! And I will SUE YOU if you use them...without asking me.
The drive to the Cullen house took approximately 10 minutes. Rosalie was just as a fast driver as Edward is. Nevertheless, it felt like an hour. I was anticipating seeing Edward again, but I knew that if he only wanted to see me, he would have come. He would never call me over to his house this late at night unless it concerned my safety.
I looked out the window at the dark moonlit sky. It was wonderful. I looked to the clock on my radio out of pure curiosity. It read 11:01. Wow, it must really be important. I started to think about Mya and the new vampire. How would this affect life in Forks from now on? It was then that it happened. I blacked out.
I awoke to a dirty basement. It had brown walls with dirt and grim all over it, with black tiles.
Adam! Where is he? Why isn't he with me? I panicked not used to being alone.
I was then hit with a flash of memories of what had happened in the last 48 hours.
'Oh…right. That's why'. I thought now understanding.
I looked down upon myself. I was in a very familiar black dress. It was the one I was wearing last in the presence of humans. But not the clothes I last remember me wearing. Interesting, well my captures should be coming any moment now.
I really didn't care what happened to me anymore. I didn't see the point in living anymore after Adam's…after what happened to Adam. I actually welcome death now. Before Adam, I had nothing. Not even a family to go home to. After Adam, I still have nothing. The only difference is that now I know what its like to have something, to be cared for…even loved, I daresay.
My thoughts were cut off when I heard footsteps coming from the direction of the only door in the square room. This reminded me a lot of the movie Saw. That movie freaked me out. But now, I felt nothing but anticipation at knowing that the sooner this person was down here, the sooner I'd be able to see Adam. I smiled at the thought.
I stood up to greet my captor with a smile on my face when I saw the door knob turn. The steel door that looks like it had been installed recently for my case. They are going to kick themselves when they figure out how suicidal I felt then, and that I had no intention of leaving. I giggled at the thought, which caused the doorknob to stop turning for a moment.
Then, very quickly, too quickly for a human, the door flew open, and I found myself at gun point.
"SHOOT! Please shoot! I'm begging you!" I screamed at the man who was holding the gun.
The man was wearing a black sweater, and green cargo pants. He had black hair, and mesmerizing blue eyes. He stared back at me with those blue eyes in surprise and alarm. Then that expression slowly turned into a smile.
"I'd like to, but not just yet. I don't think you deserve the easy way out." He said in a deep voice.
I pouted. "Please? Pretty please?" I said. I was ready to get on my knees and beg. "I would ask for you to give me the gun, but I know that you won't give it to me, no matter how entertaining it may be."
He smiled at that, his eyes filled with amusement.
"Just one question, how long have I been out?" I asked truly curious.
"About 2 ½ days. We were about to feed you to the…umm dogs, thinking that you were dead, and that's actually why I came down here, to fetch your body. You just barely avoided death, good for you." He said sarcastically.
I internally cursed myself for waking up too early. If I had only waited another half an hour, then I would be with Adam. The man found that very amusing, as he started to laugh like there was no tomorrow. It looked like he would have doubled over from laughter if he had not heard footsteps coming from the stairs above him.
"What's going on here?" A booming voice from the top of the stairs, it echoed in the hollow room, in which I was now bound to.
'Scary voices that have a life threatening tone to them, and scare the living daylights out of a person, I like it. That means there's a likely chance me dying sooner.' I thought to myself with a huge smile on my face. I guess it finally sunk in how suicidal I was, because the man with the gun was staring at me with eyes like saucers, and his jaw falling to the floor.
Then the man came into view. He had platinum sliver spiked hair, with slivery eyes, and almost transparent skin. He was also wearing a black sweater with green cargo pants. The only difference was that he looked like a super model wearing the outfit, while the man with gun just looked like an imitation.
"Ah, so the human is awake. Why didn't you tell me, Adrian?" He said in a deep calm voice, while directed to me. I was disappointed that the life threat disappeared from his voice. While he spoke to Adrian, as I now knew his name, his voice and eyes were colder than ice in the Artic Circle.
"I just found out, Boss. I was just coming up to tell you right now." He said, with fear in his eyes. I highly doubted that he was thinking about telling anyone while he was laughing like a lunatic just now.
"Sure you were…we'll deal with this later, Adrian." He muttered under his breath so I couldn't hear, but I was still close enough to make it out.
"Oh, forgive me, I forgot my manners! My name is Rowan." He said remembering that I was still in the room, in his soothing voice again and his eyes warming up. He extended his arm out to me. When I returned the gesture, he quickly switched my hand around so the back of my palm was facing towards the ceiling and kissed it. I blushed furiously at the gesture. I looked down at our hands, and saw that my extremely pale hands looked almost tan compared to his skin.
"You're freezing, dear!" He exclaimed. I guess I never noticed how cold it was down here. I shrugged in response. I also noticed that he was burning hot, despite his pale skin.
"Well, my name is-" I began, but Rowan cut me off.
"Please, save your breath. I already know who you are, or else you would not be here." He said.
"Okay, well let's get to the point then. Why am I still alive?" I said, with great curiosity.
"For that question, my dear, you will have to wait and see." He said with a wicked smile on his face that I did not like at all.
"Well, can you guarantee that I will die…soon?" I asked impatiently.
At that, he laughed aloud. "I'll try to get it done by tonight. The next time you see me, it will probably be for your death." He said in a loud voice that was full of amusement.
I sighed in relief at hearing that and sat on the ground. It was then that I remembered my dress.
"Who changed me? I thought I had lost this dress 2 days ago." I asked in confusion.
"It was all part of the plan, you see we take the dress that you were last seen in, put it on you when it and you are both still in one piece, and when you are reported dead, we just show the authorities the rags that we found in the old abandoned warehouse down the street, they end their search, because there is no evidence there." Rowan said with a smirk on his face.
"So why am I wearing it now?" I asked truly curious. As soon as the words were out of my mouth did I regret them, realizing the answer to my question.
"By the time we are done with you, your clothes will be in rags. Why not just tear it up later, after your done? Because it's much more fun creating the evidence when the victim is in contact with it." He said smiling ear to ear.
I went numb inside. Not because of fear, because it might take longer to get to Adam if I was going to be killed this way.
That's when the rest came. There were a bunch of footsteps upstairs.
"Rowan, I'm home!" Screamed a man from upstairs in a singsong voice as Ricky would to Lucy in 'I Love Lucy'. Rowan frowned.
"Coming, dear." He said through gritted teeth, and I giggled.
He then looked to me and smiled.
"I'll be back." He motioned to Adrian to follow him. Adrian looked at me with a smirk, and shut the steel door with a clang.
How to occupy myself in this boring room until my death…This was a tough one. I sat there occupying myself by thinking of ways to be occupied. Then I decided on Adam. It was always my favorite topic. The one who I thought of all night, and spent my time with throughout day. How I missed my love, I felt physical pain just thinking about the last time I saw him, and his beautiful smile. My savior, who goes by the name of Adam.
Then the steel door opened with a loud creek. I silently celebrated; I was done with the waiting. Rowan appeared with a malicious smile.
"Hello again." He said with that mocking grin plastered onto his face.
I nodded in response. I was too excited, knowing that I would be seeing Adam again soon.
"I just want to introduce you to some of my…colleagues, so to speak." He said, quietly laughing at his own joke. Then, he started naming his 'colleagues' off, as they came through the doorway.
"Eric, Aldwin, Jason, and finally Shana." He said the last name with love, and the way he looked at her, you could tell they were in love. She walked to his side, while everyone else lined up on the wall opposite to them, and he put his arm around her. She looked up at him and smiled, and he responded with a smile.
"Hey Rowan, what about me?" Adrian cried.
"Oh, and you already know Adrian." Said Rowan, distractedly, and annoyed that Adrian ruined his moment with Shana.
Shana was a beautiful girl with brown wavy hair that went to the middle of her back, and was pulled back into a ponytail. She has piercing almost transparent blue eyes that reminded me of one of my favorite rock groups lead singer, Amy Lee. She too had pale white skin.
Everyone, including Shana, was wearing the traditional black sweater, and green cargo pants that I was getting used to.
"How come I'm wearing this black dress and you guys are dressed in a black sweater and green pants?" I asked.
They all laughed at that.
"Trust me honey, you don't want to be wearing this." One of the men said. He also, like Shana and Adrian, had brown hair, but brown eyes to go with it.
Actually, practically everyone had brown hair and pale skin, with the black sweater and cargo pants, the only difference was the eyes. Except for Rowan that is, who had platinum color hair.
"Well maybe she will one day, Aldwin, you never know what might happen." Rowan said with a grin that bared his white teeth.
The one who was Aldwin just stared at Rowan with a look that said 'you wouldn't dare'. Rowan just smiled to him knowingly. Everyone else in the room, including me, looked back and forth between the pair, frightened. I, being the only one that was clueless as to what was happening, was the first to speak, and of course, since I had no idea what was happening, could only speak one word. Well, actually I really don't think it's considered a word in the English dictionary.
"Huh?" I said in pure confusion, as my brilliant response.
"Don't worry about it." Rowan said remembering everyone else in the room. I pursed my lips at that. I hated it when people said that to me.
"Okay, well before I die, can I ask a few questions? I mean, it's not like this information is going to leave this room if you tell me, but I'm just curious." I looked around the room at half a dozen of shocked eyes, probably because of my causal reference to my death, and how easily I accepted that I was going to die. Even Adrian was surprised at it.
"Umm…sure, I guess." Rowan said, caught off guard.
"Okay, well first of all, who are you guys? I mean, you guys have a uniform, and seem to be in a gang, or cult…" I trailed off, waiting for an answer.
"Well, you probably won't believe us one bit, but we are werewolves. So we're actually part of a pack." He said amused.
"Hmm…" I said thinking. I'd heard weirder things, but never believed it. I'd say that they were a bunch of Goths that had gone off of vampirism, and off to the world of werewolves. So basically they were Goth rejects. Wow, you see new things everyday. What's stranger is that they all looked about 20 years old, or older.
"Okay, well then what are you doing with me? What is this some sort of Gothic ritual, to sacrifice a random girl to the lord of the werewolves of something?" I asked. At that everyone laughed. I didn't feel offended, but I waited quietly for them to respond.
"No, Rowan was telling the truth, we really are werewolves. Not a bunch of fake Goth pretenders. Want to see?" Someone from the men that I didn't know responded. This one had green eyes, which flashed in longing, and danger.
"Sure." I answered, sure of myself that this was a fake.
"Now, now Eric, wait until dinner to show her, or else no one else will get her. Everyone knows how much of a pig you are." At that everyone laughed, and nodded in agreement.
"We do have a reason for choosing you. Well, you see, it was actually your beloved Adam's fault." Rowan said. My heart skipped a heartbeat when Adam was mentioned.
"Wait, how do you know Adam? And what did he do? And why are you coming after me for what he did? Are you guy's stalkers? And how in the world would this bother him if he's not…here anymore?" I asked confused and pained to bring up what happened to Adam. Though I was vague in telling what happened, they automatically knew what I meant, and were surprised by it.
"Adam's dead?" The last one, who I didn't know, who I assumed to be Jason, who was also the quietest of the group, finally spoke up. "ADAM'S DEAD?" He yelled at them all, but mostly at Rowan, making a booming sound throughout the room. He repeated it at least 5 more times. They all stared at each other, except for Rowan who stared expressionlessly at the floor. Shana was staring up at him with a painful look in those blue eyes.
"Why the hell did you not tell me?" He screamed at Rowan.
I couldn't take it anymore. I crumpled to the ground with a loud boom, shaking, and curled up into a ball.
Adam's dead. Adam's dead. Adam's dead. It rang through me like a ball, causing physical pain wherever it touched. Everyone stared at me, except for Jason. Jason did the most unexpected thing. He, who was the one who caused this pain, unknowingly, ran to me, and began to comfort me.
"It's okay, everything will be fine. Shh…" He said. I sat there in his arms for a few minutes, and everyone still stared in shock at what happened.
"He's dead. He's dead. He's dead." I kept on hearing myself say. I wanted to stop saying it, but I couldn't. Finally, I did something new, but it still surprised them all. What can I say; I'm a bundle of surprises.
"KILL ME NOW!" I screamed at them. "PLEASE! Just do it, I don't care how, just do it!" I wailed. I turned around to cry into Jason's shoulder. He began to rub my back, still 'shh' ing me. I looked up into his piercing black eyes, and it calmed me down somehow. His eyes said 'I know what you're going through, I've been there' and that helped me. I looked around the room and saw that everyone was looking at the floor, except Shana whose head was resting on the shoulder of her lover, as to look away, and Rowan who was staring at the two of us with an expressionless face, while rubbing Shana's back.
When Shana looked up, she had a look of extreme pain in here eyes, making it clear that she never wanted to go through what I was going through, and she shouldn't.
At that thought I went back to soundless sobs into Jason's sweater. I don't know how long we sat like that, one heartbroken person being held by another. But when I looked up again everyone was gone.
"I'm sorry, I ruined your sweater." I said with a crackly voice from all the crying.
"Don't worry about it," He half-smiled. "I have a million of them upstairs."
"Thank you, for staying with me, for comforting me. I really needed that."
"No problem." He said. "I just wish I had someone to comfort me when Miranda…"He let the sentence trail on, and we both knew what he was talking about, even though I had no idea who Miranda was, I knew what she was to him, and what happened to her.
Then we sat there for a few minutes, lost in thoughts.
"Well, I'll be heading upstairs now." He motioned to the stairs.
"Wait, but you guys never answered my question. What did Adam do to you?" At that his face hardened, his facial expressions becoming tense.
"Miranda's gone because of him." He said, and in one swift movement he lifted me gently off of him, and went upstairs; closing, almost slamming, the huge steel door behind him.
Miranda…what a beautiful name…, I thought to myself with grief.
Once again I was stick with the task of figuring out how to occupy myself. Rowan had said that the next time I see him it would be time. I decided to find out when it was.
I got up and walked to the door and began to bang on it.
"ROWAN!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, while banging on the door. I did that for at least 1 minute before I got a response.
The next think I knew, I was flying halfway across the room, staring up at a very angry Rowan, and the door was halfway through the extremely thick wall.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?" He whispered as loud as he could, while it still being considered a whisper.
"Umm…I was just wondering when I was going to be done away with?" I said in a very small voice, cowering against the wall.
"Everyone in this house is asleep right now. So shut up and stay quiet…or else." He said pronouncing every individual syllable through gritted teeth. He also fit in a lot of other profanities that are not exactly appropriate. The 'or else' threat, I knew, was a very empty threat, because, really, what could he do to me that I wouldn't welcome? Prolong my death?
I just nodded in response, out of fear. I wondered how long I was with Jason for it to turn into night already. I noticed that he didn't really look like he was sleeping, no signs of being woken up. Maybe his anger had that effect on him.
"Why don't we just give you your gift right now? Since you want it that bad and everyone is already awake, thanks to you." Rowan said, except with more profanities that fit in after every word, and with a smile that did not reach his eyes. His eyes were pure hatred for me.
I sat there quietly while he, never taking his eyes off of me, called his friends down. They all came in a flash, as if they were waiting behind the door. This must be one of their werewolf powers that I was, unbelievably, starting to believe in.
"Yes, Rowan?" They all said, curiosity playing in their eyes. So they really weren't hiding behind the door.
"I'm getting sick of her. Let's get rid of her now." Rowan simply said. They all nodded.
They all, slowly, began to stare at me with hatred, and anger. It began with Rowan, since he was already all juiced up. His white hair began to grow out, only on his head at first, but then everywhere else too. His legs and arms grew to the same length, and his face became smaller, and he grew a snout. It all happened in mere seconds. Eventually, everyone grew to that state, Jason being the last. Everyone, except for Rowan, had a brown fur, just different shades of it, that matched their hair. You couldn't notice it before, but they did have different shade hair colors.
Even though I welcomed death, I cowered to the wall; I was frightened by these creatures.
They all made a sound that sounded a lot like a laugh. It was then that they attacked. The one that was Rowan came up first, and playfully raised his paw and scratched me on the back of my forearm, I could tell he was restraining himself. Though, I could also tell he wasn't working that hard at restraining himself, so it still left a mark. I let out a small squeal, mostly just out of surprise, and turned my arm around and saw that there was a deep gash in my arm running from the elbow fold to the wrist. I could see it was already healing.
Wow, that never happened before. I thought to myself. It usually took a month or two for me to heal a small paper cut. Rowan, also seeing that this was unusual, widened his eyes. He sniffed at the air, for some reason, and found that he didn't like what he found there, and slowly backed off. I looked at the dark pool of blood on the floor, and at my reflection in the blood. I was now paler than ever before, something I had noticed but just ignored because I thought it was because of my lack of sunlight and nutrition.
I also had blood red eyes. Last time I checked, I had brown eyes…strange. I then turn around to look at the wall, and saw that I had dented the wall when I flew into it after Rowan came down stairs. Now I know that I was not that heavy before I came here. I turned to the werewolves in front of me, eyes full of rage. They saw that and cowered into the corner, now frightened of me, definitely a change.
"What the hell did you do to me?" I said to them in a whisper. When I got no answer I repeated it again, except in a much louder tone, so much louder that it echoed off the wall, even though I meant to speak in my normal tone.
I looked from one wolf to the next, all frightened, except for one. That one looked as if he would pat him/herself on the back. I glared at…'it'. The rest of them looked at it and it suddenly changed its expression to match the fear in the other's expressions. I had a weird feeling that it was Jason. Then I looked into his eyes, and was proven right by the black piercing eyes. My expression softened for him.
The one I could tell was Aldwin, with the brown eyes, growled, and I glared at him. Then, for some reason, without thinking about, I attacked. I pounced, and bit him, with all of my force. He then went limp, and I drank without pause or any consideration for those watching in horror behind me.
Rowan roared as loud as I thought possible. I heard Shana scream, so apparently she had changed back to her human form. The next thing I knew, Rowan was on top of me scratching and biting me, and my wounds healing as fast as they came, he really had no effect on me.
I finished drinking the last drop of blood, and then it hit me what I had just done. Sure, Aldwin was in his werewolf form, so technically I was drinking from an animal, but he was still a human.
"Oh no…" I said to myself. What had I done? I looked at Aldwin's corpse in horror, then at realizing at what I had become, a blood sucker…a vampire. I never believed in them before, but changing into one changed everything. I began to cry at my cruel actions. Though, no tear fell. And at that note, I ran up the metal stairs of the basement.
There was another metal door at the top of the stairs, but it was open. It was then that I realized that Shana was not present in the room when I left. The basement door led to a pantry that was the size of normal size bedroom.
The door to this room was also wide open. The pantry led to a kitchen, and I stared in wonder around it. It contained anything and everything that you could ever need for cooking a meal. If I were not in a hurry, I would have looked around. The door in the kitchen was also wide open.
It led to a huge living room, which led to a hallway, which led to the front door. The door I was looking for. All of these doors were thrown wide open except for the front door. Shana must have gone up the huge stairway behind me. Sure enough when I turned to face the grand stairs, I saw Shana flying through one of the doors that were visible from where I stood.
I had the pleasure of throwing the front door wide open, but I still did it quietly for fear of the rest of the werewolves hearing me.
This whole process, of getting out the basement to getting out the front door took less than 30 seconds.
There was a full moon outside. The moon reminded me of Adam, which brought back grief. I could never be with him, I couldn't die. I stood there for a few seconds and began to cry, though no tears came out, which must be another vampire curse.
I hated this already. I don't know how I'm going to live forever as a vampire without being able to mourn with tears, and not being able to kill myself.
I then remembered that I was in a hurry to get away from these vampires that were afraid of me, which really did not make sense. But still, I was afraid of what they would do to me for killing Aldwin.
I looked around me and saw that I was in a very wealthy neighborhood, with the houses at least 3 miles apart, so I could see the next door neighbor's house, but I knew that if I was human, I wouldn't even be able to make out that it was a house, let alone see their cat that was sitting on the steps outside in the warm weather eyeing me. That was probably another power received with the vampire package. I wonder if my gym issues had been fixed. I ran to the house, up the stairs to the cat and back within a split second. Wow, I was now as graceful as anyone and faster than them as well.
I had a whole new set of powers to discover, new abilities, new weaknesses, almost as if I had been reborn. With that thought I ran into the night, not knowing what to expect from it, or what was to happen in the morning.
A/N: Ok, review everyone, please! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter.