I listened to her in horror, not quite comprehending.
"Now my sweet, darling Isabella. What I am about to do will not be pleasant in the least. In fact, it could kill you…I sincerely hope it doesn't though. You could be a very important asset to my army. The bad thing is, if I skip this step, you could retain too many memories. You could rebel." There was a solid stone of fear in my stomach now. "This process will ensure you don't. Riley?" Riley brought me down the hall, into a different, brighter room that looked like it came out of a torture scene in a movie. He put me on the table in the center of the room facedown, and strapped me to the table. My breathing was erratic and shaky. Victoria's fingers traced lightly up and down my spine.
"No need to worry Bella, you won't remember a thing." Her fingers abruptly stopped. "I would render you unconscious, since this is a painful process, but doing that could mess everything up. Quite a pity, isn't it?" I could practically hear the smirk in her voice. Then there was a single pressing on my spine, causing my arm to tingle. Eight more fingers followed, all in a single line down my spine. "This may hurt just a little." She said as she pressed her last finger to my back. There was a shocking pain that jolted through my body. It felt like my foot had fallen asleep, only a lot worse and all over. I screamed in pain as I watched my life flash before my eyes. Living with Renee, getting my first pet when I was eight-a goldfish named Nemo, moving in with Charlie, being with Edward, my 18th birthday, jumping off the cliff. The pain grew worse as a few things came back to me. Who I was, my age, who Victoria was, and bits and pieces of her plan. After a while, the pain was gone, and I was turned onto my back, feeling empty. Drained.
"Well Riley, looks like everything's in order. How do you feel Bella?" I whimpered. "Oh Bella. When I ask a question, I do expect an answer. I heard the sickening snap in my wrist before I felt it, but then I did feel it and I screamed. There were then teeth at my throat.
"Nighty night, Bella." Her teeth tore into my throat, and I could hear blood dripping onto the table below me. I felt more tearing pains around my neck, and blood being forced from my body. Then the bites were cold. Sealed by something, holding the burning venom in my body. "Riley! I need that I.V.!" I.V.? What could she possibly plan on doing? A cold hand grabbed my wrist and stabbed a needle into it.
"Victoria, why do we have her hooked up to an I.V. line?" I had closed my eyes, not wanting to see anymore.
"Grab me three more lines, Riley." Victoria growled.
"Three? Why?"
"She'll need blood when she wakes up, won't she? Besides, she'll never know the difference. Not like it matters where the blood came from." I thrashed and heard the sound of Velcro. My arm was then secured to the table. The venom, I realized, was spreading excruciatingly slowly.
Two more stabs. One in my left wrist and one in my right ankle. More Velcro. Another stab in my left ankle. My consciousness began slipping as more and more blood was drawn from my body. There was a hard hand on my shoulder.
"Victoria, the venom seems to be spreading slowly. Could I bite her just once more? I'm so thirsty…" I cried out as the fire spread down my arms. I grasped on to the little bit of consciousness I had left and struggled to stay awake.
"Hold your breath Riley. You can hunt when this is over." She snapped. "She doesn't have much blood left. Blood helps the venom move. Venom by itself moves very slowly. Biting her again won't help. This could take a very long time." I screeched loudly at the thought of having to endure days of this pain.
"How much longer will she scream?"
"Hmm…with her severe blood loss, I'm surprised she isn't unconscious by now. She is very stubborn. Doesn't want to let go. I can fix that. "Stone hands were on either side of my head.
"How?"
"Easy. I break her spine. She'll still feel the pain, but she'll be out cold until the final few minutes of the transformation." There was a loud snap as my spine broke, then blackness.
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