AN: Sorry it took so long to update. School has been eating my time. It's evil.
Previously:
I took in another breath of cool air, filling my lungs and letting it out. I needed to find Edward, before it was too late. With all the adrenaline rushing in my body, I jumped out of the speeding vehicle and on to the dirt road.
Edward's eyes snapped open. He immediately took in the surroundings and backed against the stone wall behind him, frantic. He was in a dungeon of some sort. Stone stared at him from the ground, chains were worn around his wrists, and an iron gate locked him in. His eyes darted around and he strained to hear for any noise. No one seemed to be coming, so he tried to break free of the strong holds of his chains.
The rusty metal bit into his skin and he bit his lip to strangle a cry as the blood seeped out of his skin and dripped onto the floor. He struggled helplessly until he heard a loud bang as someone slammed the dungeon door open. He immediately fell limp, pretending that he was unconscious, or at least asleep.
"So what do we do with this one, Thomas?" Footsteps echoed off the walls as the strange voices came nearer. Their talking sounded like melodious music and it was eerily calming.
"Bite him," the second vampire murmured, his voice velvety smooth. The two vampires cackled menacingly as they approached my cell.
"Hmm..." Thomas mused. "Looks as if our friend tried to break out." He grinned the most maniacal smile and opened the gate, creeping up on Edward. Edward's breaths shortened as his heart sped up. Thomas slightly skimmed his icy fingers over Edward's wrists, scraping up drops of blood. Edward shuddered and cringed at the unpleasant touch. Thomas brought his fingers to his lips and licked them hungrily, as his eyes grew darker.
Edward felt slight movement and suddenly cold breath tickled his face. He fluttered his eyes open bravely, and stared into the black eyes of the dangerous vampire inches away from his face.
"We're not going to kill you. No, that would be far too kind." Thomas' raw fingers ran over Edward's wounds once more, and Edward flinched away. "We are going to destroy you. We are going to make sure that you are exactly like us." Edward shuddered as he tried his best to look fearless.
The vampire standing at the entrance of his cell snickered, as did Thomas. "Yes, it is scary, isn't it?" he said, referring to Edward's shudder.
You sick, twisted, bloodsucker--
Thomas gasped, playfully. "Hmm..a sick and twisted bloodsucker, Edward? That is a bit cruel, don't you agree?" Now it was Edward's turn to gasp as a lump rose in his throat.
"How did you...?" Edward choked out, clearly shocked. He couldn't help but wonder how a bloodsucker could know what he was thinking.
"So you decide to talk, do you? Yes, Edward." Thomas stepped back a bit, observing pitiful Edward with intimidating eyes. "I can read your mind. That's why I know your name. And about Isabella. Or, as you so lovingly put it, Bella."
Edward felt a surge of rage fill him and he shook with anger. "Don't you bring Bella into this!" He roared, feeling the rusty chains that held him to the stone wall shake.
"Tut, tut," the pondered, running his fingers over Edward's cheek. "Protective, are we?" Edward trembled with vexation again, trying to stay calm. "Let's play a little game, shall we? Let's see how far you can go, boy." The poor prisoner swallowed and blinked back bitter tears.
Thomas stood there, looking straight at Edward's forehead, as if it helped him to read his mind. He reached into the very depths of his prisoner's mind and pulled out the most personal details.
"Bella. Your first love?" Thomas simpered. "Young love is so beautiful. It's sickeningly sweet, if I do say so myself. Bella is a very pretty name. It means beautiful in French, does it not?" He didn't wait for Edward to answer before he continued. "Well, too bad she is meeting her horrible fate now..." Thomas trailed off, clearly amused. Panic filled Edward's body. Her horrible fate? "Bella must have been a silly, stupid girl to ever be with you." He spat out the word 'you' like it was a naughty word. "Oh, Edward I love you!" Thomas did his perfect imitation of Bella. "Oh, Edward you are so perfect! Oh, Bella, you are so beautiful, my love!" He said, this time imitating Edward. Edward fought back tears again and shook his head, haughtily.
"This is wrong," Edward muttered. Thomas stopped talking and looked calmly at Edward, a smile playing on his lips once more.
"Oh, is it?" He whispered. "Edward, we can't leave...not with all these people here who could die! You have to understand, love. We've got to get out of here. Now!" Thomas mimicked the voices, in the most cruel way possible.
"Stop it!" Edward shouted, trying to shut the memory of a day ago out of his head. Thomas stared his unblinking eyes fixedly upon the prisoner before lashing out, viciously.
"Don't you learn, Edward? You will never amount to anything. You will never see Bella again. There is nothing that you can do to stop me from leaving you with your horrible fate," he yelled, provoked.
He turned to his friend at this time for assistance. "Lucas, where shall I perform it?"
Lucas rolled his eyes and stupidly hobbled over to Thomas, a ravenous glint in his eyes. He looked a bit younger than Edward's captor, and licked his pale lips.
"Please master? Let me do it. I'll serve you proud-" Lucas pleaded desperately until he was silenced by his master.
"Silence!" Thomas bellowed, angrily. He swiftly grabbed the tips of his servant's hair, pulling them viciously. His eyes flashed with rage and a look of torment passed on Lucas' face.
"Never," Thomas whispered. "Ever ask me that again. You ask that one more time and I promise you that it will be the last thing you ever say." Lucas nodded his head, scared and defeated.
"Now then." He paced the cell, thoughtfully. An idea entered his twisted mind and he turned to Edward, leering.
"Ah, why didn't I think of it earlier? Why not just perform the task here? That way, he can transform in a confined area?" Thomas continued to mutter to know one in particular as Edward's heart sped up. His palms we clammy with sweat and his eyes darted around to find an escape as his arms hung loosely from the wall chains.
What are they going to do to me?
"Listen, boy." Edward sensed he was being talked to and his head snapped up to meet Thomas'. "This will be your very last moment of being a human again, so cherish it. Love it like you loved whatshername. Bella." He laughed wickedly, throwing his head back at his own facetious joke. Tears were pouring down Edward's face at the mention of Bella again.
"It hurts, doesn't it?" Thomas murmured softly. "Yes, it does. Say your last few words, human." Thomas' slim fingers now rested on Edward's shaking shoulders. It was like touching fire to ice, and it was not a pleasant combination. Edward now trembled from the cold, too. As the tears leaked from his emerald eyes, he thought about exactly what to say. Lucas' teeth came closer and closer to Edward's neck and they slowly and painfully sank into the skin, causing him to writhe in agony. A fire erupted in his neck and he did just one thing before he passed out from the pain. His eyes wandered from Lucas, to the chains, to Thomas before saying the four words that had previously completed his existence.
"I love you, Bella."
AN: I'm sorry again for not updating sooner. Hopefully some people still read it! I worked extra hard on this chapter, and I quite like it. I've just discovered my new love is writing evil characters.
