Dislamer: Don't we all wish we could own Twilight, and not Stephenie Meyer.

An: Try to keep up, i know its a bit confusing, srry

POV: Bella (srry if i didn't put it in my last one, but it was Bella's POV too)

Shadows appear and disappear. Colours pop and fade. Nothing makes sense anymore; time no longer exists. Voices constantly chatter; it's driving me insane. I wish I could make them shut up, but I can't seem to move my mouth to tell them. If only my brain wasn't so muddled, and my eyes so foggy. Then, maybe, I could think of a plausible reason for all of this. Or even who I am. The voices still talk! My ears pick up every little sound, and most of them hurt. But there is one sound I can't hear no matter how hard I try.

The beating of my heart.

A pulse of energy surges through me and I arch my back. For some reason I am stopped, and this makes me even angrier. I want to lash out, at the voices, at my restraints, at myself, and I am about to break free and do so when one little word stops me.

"Edward,"

His name reverberates through my brain. I don't know why I still have this name when everything else is lost. But considering it's here, when nothing else is, it must be important and it helps me, for now. I have something to focus on.

There is also the pain; the fire that burns in my belly and flames through my veins, the ache that gets into every joint of your body and won't go away no matter what, the feeling of thousands of bugs crawling up your skin. I want to scratch them away, but again the stupid restraint stops me. They feel so feeble against my hard skin. In a second they could be putty in my hands, but once again that word stops me.

"Edward,"

It is even louder now. Every time I do something, or start to do something, wrong that word comes again, each time louder than before. And each time it stops me, until I finally give up and hang lifelessly.

For how long I am there, it is uncertain. Sometimes I feel fully awake and notice everything around me, but then I fall into nothing again, and it is all lost to me. Strange dreams haunt me; a sheer drop off a cliff, the roar of a powerful engine, beautiful creatures who dance around me, and much more. I try to hold onto these dreams, for I know they are all linked to me some how, but they slip away faster than I can reach. If only I could recall a few, then, like a puzzle, these pieces would start to show a picture, and I would fill in the rest.

Again, time is nothing to me, so I don't know how much time is passing. All I know is that the pain is still there. Lurking under my skin, never getting worse, or better. Then, suddenly I hear an angel's voice speak my word.

"Edward,"

I am even more confused. Why is this word coming to me? I haven't done anything wrong. I cease all activity, but the word still comes.

"Edward… Edward… Edward…"

And suddenly I find it has changed.

"Bella…Bella…Bella…"

I smile to myself because it is such a nice word, so familiar.

"I think I saw her smile," a voice says, very close.

"Yes, defiantly a smile,"

"I hope so."

Edward's voice has changed. I think to myself. No, it's still the same, just louder than before.

My brain snaps open. Edward! My sweet Edward, how could I forget thee? And, the other voices, Emmett, and Jasper! Everything comes rushing back to me in an instant.

I open my eyes for the first time.

As a vampire.