Fire.

It felt like I was swimming in endless fire. If I tried to move, get away from the flames, they would just get worse. As much as I knew this I couldn't stop trying to move away from them. I would keep trying, like I could out run the inferno that was already inside my body. I would dimly thrash about, trying to push myself out of the blaze before it was too late.

Of course I knew what was going on. I had dealt with it, only slightly with James last year. I knew the feeling all too well and I had a scar to prove it. I knew I had asked for it, ready to be changed. However, I wasn't sure if I would like Edward's reaction. I wasn't sure if he would like the new me. I wasn't sure if I would like the new me either.

Through the pain I could feel everything going on. My muscles tightened and I could feel them growing, tightening becoming stronger. My hands were clutching the bed spread for dear life and I could feel the fire make its way down my fingertips. Just when I thought it would seep into the mattress it turned back up my hand and towards my heart.

Not surprisingly, my heart was getting traumatized with the whole 'someone set you one fire but from the inside' thing. I prayed I would make it through the, for lack of a better word, transformation. I needed to make it through for Edward, for all of the Cullen's. Not that they needed me or anything. It seemed like Edward needed me when he wrote that letter but things change. Emotions change. Who you love change. Who loves you changes. He'd probably found another distraction.

I fancied I heard Edward's voice outside my door, but then again, my mind was replaying every memory of the Cullen's I had so I couldn't tell if any of it was real until I woke up. However, I did hear it open and close, so maybe not everything was a hallucination.

My body was like a firestorm. The flames would run up and down my blood stream like burning electricity. It was too awful to put into description. That pain increased by a tenfold when I realised it was coming to an end and the venom was attacking my heart. My head flipped back and scrunched into my shoulders as I waited for it to stop. With perfect timing, all those worries about how some people didn't always make it through the change because their hearts don't make it popped up. I desperately tried to banish them but they jumped back up into my mind like fireworks.

I could feel it. I could feel my heart try dreadfully and franticly to keep going and not give in to the toxin that had been injected. I could feel it trying to put up a fight and escape its death that was sure to come. I felt like it was begging, pleading for mercy as I sat wondering why in the world vampires kept going like this.

Thud, thud… thud, thud… thud.. thud… thud.. thud… thud…thud……thud………thud…………thud…Silence.

Instantly, all the pain vanished and a cool, freezing feeling swept over me and all through my body. A chill I knew I would keep for the rest of my life. I missed the warmth.

I opened my eyes. Everything was so much clearer. I could see each individual stitch in the duvet of the bed and the specific markings in the wooden bed posts. I blinked and winced. Slowly, less eager this time, I opened my eyes and I wasn't blinded by details. Everything seemed normal.

I slid off the bed and decided I was going to take a look at myself. Luckily for me, the bathroom door was close to the side I was on, for I was feeling week. I took the handle in my hand and pushed down to turn it. When I let go, I saw I'd made dents in the metal. I needed to watch my strength.

I caught my breath as I stared at the figure looking back at me. She was tall and had long, lustrous, mahogany hair that stopped at her waist. Her frame was strong and you could see her toned stomach from the flat tank top she wore and although her skin was very pale, she was undeniably beautiful. But the thing that got me were her piercing blood red eyes. Those would take some getting used to.

Feeling totally shocked, I stepped out of the bathroom and made my way out into the landing. Aro hadn't locked it and I was thankful. I would get to look around the castle.

Exquisite, striking, stunning, charming…There were a few words that came to mind whilst walking down the long corridors that the Volturi owned. The only real word that fit was gold. There was gold everywhere. Urgh, how I missed the intensity of it when I was human was unknown to me.

I was no longer human. I could no longer call myself human. I wasn't the same as Jessica or Lauren or Charlie…Well, I suppose Charlie thought I was dead. That worked but I didn't want to dwell on it too long. Besides, my human memories were fuzzy. I didn't remember things that clearly.

I continued to dawdle down passages until I came to a door. I could hear voices coming from inside and even with my improved vampire hearing, I was finding it hard.

It was Edward and someone else. Edward and I were but a door apart. I had waited so long for this. I didn't care who was on the other side of the door, only that Edward was there. I hoped and wished that he still felt the same way. My hand touched the door knob and as I turned it, I was careful not to dent another one.

I gasped because nothing could have prepared me for what I saw on the other side of the door. Nothing in the world, heaven or hell could have warned me because I just wouldn't have believed you if you told me. It was impossible.

Edward was kissing Victoria.


A/N: Oh my crap. I did, didn't I?

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