A/N: Sorry about the confusion... here...I hope this helps! Merry Xmas people!
BPOV
Just then Alice's phone rang.
"This is me, talk." Alice said putting the phone to her ear.
I watched as Alice grew silent and said a final 'okay' as she flipped her phone closed.
"That was Carlisle… he's driving like mad to get home and I'm supposed to take you there too." She said, her voice confident but her eyes gave her away.
"Does he know what's wrong with me?" I asked as I stood.
"I think so… he sounded pretty confident. He's got Dagon with him."
It took some time to trek back to the house. I must have been running for longer than I thought; what seemed like only minutes to get where I ended up took lice and I nearly two days.
We spoke little on our way, every now and then, when she thought I wasn't looking I would catch her staring at me.
As we walked into the house I saw Edward stand quickly from his post on the couch. Carlisle stood as well as if to thwart any attempt at my life, but Edward put his hand up calmly.
"I'm not going to hurt her, I couldn't." Edward said, though he did not make a move toward me.
"Are you alright, Bella?" he asked in a low voice.
I nodded and stood my ground in the doorway until Carlisle motioned for me to come forward.
I walked slowly; I could sense everyone else's tension in the room. I knew the feeling I had left them with had not dissipated.
"Bella,' Carlisle said softly, 'give me your arm."
I did as I was asked and to my great surprise Carlisle produced a knife in his hand furthest from me.
He nodded to Esme who came forward with a large glass bowl, smaller than an punchbowl, but larger than one for common use.
"Bella, this shouldn't hurt a bit…" he said as he drew his knife across my wrist so quickly I could scarcely see him move.
I gasped out of habit; human habits die hard. I watched as fresh red blood poured out of my wound into the bowl beneath it.
I looked around the room; every single vampire could not take their eyes off of the bowl and its crimson contents.
Finally, since I seemed to be the only person not enthralled by my blood I spoke.
"Carlisle, what is...?"
He held up his hand to shush me, "Just one more moment… please" he said and set the bowl down directly in the middle of the room. "Dig in everyone."
I know my face must have registered the absolute shock I felt. I stood back as I watched what can only be described as a scene directly off of animal planet's most furious feeding frenzies.
The vampires all dove for the bowl, pulling others out of the way and pushing them back with such force that several large furniture items were upturned and slammed into the walls; glass broke somewhere off to my right as a lamp smashed into the wall with such force I was unsure that there would be any fragments left to piece together again.
I heard Rosalie scream as Alice grabbed her long blond hair and yanked backwards. Only Carlisle, Dagon and I stood back and watched the carnage. I looked at him in disbelief.
As suddenly as it had begun it was over, the pack began to disperse slightly from the bowl, now licked clean, with Edward and Jasper's faces still pressed against it trying to get those precious last droplets. Their eyes closed, their breath came in pants.
As I looked at the others who had given up the fight, all had seemingly partaken. Blood smeared their faces and stained their clothes. It was as if everyone had just come back to their senses.
As Edward and Jasper finally gave up on obtaining microscopic particulates and sat back down, I looked again to Carlisle, Dagon standing just behind him to the left.
"What the hell just happened?!" I exclaimed.
"Bella, we have discovered that you… well… you may want to sit down for this one."
I shook my head, I wanted answers.
"Alright, well it seems your transformation was… well, first let me explain that most vampires when turning someone have to fight to keep control of their senses. We sort of go on autopilot and begin feeding… it's a natural response and it takes quite a bit of control to do properly.
As you saw, Dagon has been around for quite some time and truly has the best control of any vampire still in existence. He has the luxury of taking his time; no frenzy begins for him when he drinks any more than a human feels an innate desire to guzzle a bottle of wine with the first sip. This created an ability for him to savor your blood as he drank… which may be the problem.
You see, most of us can't stand to hold blood in our mouths when drinking… it's like we need to pull it into us with the very life force of the animal or human we are partaking from. Dagon can allow the blood to linger; this cause some of your blood mixed with his venom to flow back inot your body.
Basically it seems that this has only happened a few times in the past creating the more storybook versions of vampires."
"I don't understand." I said shortly.
"Your blood flowed back into your body mixed with his venom. Your heart wasn't overtaken by the venom like it would have been if one of us had turned you. We have pure venom running through our veins… as you can see, you have blood still coursing through yours.
New blood, fresh blood, and blood that is so new and sweet that just the scent of it sends other vampires into a complete out of control hunting mode. I nearly drained you just now into that bowl, but already your heart is beating and making more. It beats much more slowly than humans, but it beats.
You are a sort of living vampire. You can be cut like a human, but only with a knife or object made of pure silver. Your skin doesn't sparkle in the sun as I'm sure you've noticed. It never will; your skin didn't crystallize because the venom didn't infiltrate every single pore. You sleep because you need to regenerate; but you are still immortal in every way. Even if you were drained of blood entirely, you would not die. The powers you may have shown early on when the venom flowed around your brain before the blood took back over probably will only come back when you're drained of blood and only the venom remains. Once the blood begins to fill you up again you will lose them.
You can probably accomplish other things as well… you may even be able to cry or dream. You unfortunately can be staked… as I said you won't die, but your strength will not be equal to ours so you must take care. You can cease to exist just as we do if your head is removed and your body burned… you still have enough venom in you to make you highly flammable.
Your cells still live where ours are frozen… but unlike a human when your cells die they will be replaced eternally by new ones, you will not appear to age."
I frowned… so I'm… alive?" I asked.
"No, but neither are you fully dead." He replied.
"So you know this because…"
"There have been others like you; made by vampires as strong and old as Dagon. We are not certain there are any like you still in existence, but there is always a chance. You seem to have a survival instinct that can cause you to run faster than us and in more confusing patterns… which is why the others lost you so quickly."
I remained silent for a while taking in everything he had said.
When I looked up Dagon stood before me. "My beauty, forgive me… you are my first… child that ever I have created. I did not know you would be the living dead because of it."
I smiled… "I don't know what to say…"
"Bella,' Carlisle said quietly, 'this is quite a benefit for you and the rest of us as well." You can walk among the humans and be totally undetected. You can be seen in the sunlight, you feel soft and warm… you bleed. You will be totally free." He said.
I turned to Edward. "And you; how does this make you feel? How can we be together if every day or two you want to eat me?"
He laughed out loud. "Darling, the benefit is that I can drain you dry and like a magic fountain you will never run out. I can live off of human blood and not be guilty for taking a life. We all can."
Emmett nodded. "Yeah, then we will be undetectable to others of our kind; our eyes will be crimson and they'll never know… we'll still be vegetarians."
Everyone in the room smiled.
Dagon nodded. "It seems, dear Bella, that you have just granted me the generals I needed for my great army."
I looked at him, confused.
"Carlisle, Edward and the others – the Volturi discount them because of their different ways of living… if the Volturi thought they had given up their lifestyle, they would see them as a unit more powerful than their own. With me behind them, my army would be undefeatable."
"So war is imminent. Can it not be avoided?" I asked.
"It will happen whether we want it or not. If we do not overthrow the Volturi now then they will become more and more corrupt. It may be too late already, but we must try."
I nodded. It seems that my transformation had been just what the doctor ordered for vampire kind.
A/N: One more to go guys, it will be over tonight!