Hallo, i reallly like this chapter. It's all..Horrorie and stuff. I got a thousand ideas for this thing and it's awesome. Okay, let me explain, while it may seem like there's a Bellice thing goin' on -Fenrir wants it, so Bella (Casstiel, Gen, Alexandra, whatever) will do everything in her power to make it not happen, she hates Fenrir, and this thing will explain a little. Annnd i warn you, there is no ahappy ending in my story, sorryyyyy, but it makes it more different. Plus, i have an awesome idea for the ending, so. Yeah. Lolol, Edward gets his mate, it's gonna be hilarious. Dunno when, but it'll happen. Different language alert! Look at the bottom for translations, Alright, enjoy.
Disclamer: I don't own Twilight or anything, only my ideas, if you take those i will sue you so hard your head spins. -.O I wanna make a novel outta this one day, i kinda need the ideas.
"Alexandra! Rith! Tóg do dheirfiúr agus dul!" I shook my head, tears streaming down my face, "Papa, aon, le do thoil. Níl mé ag iarraidh a fhágann tú" My voice was thick with tears, and i choked at the end. I watched as my father pushed my little sister towards me and turned to face the looming eyes in the shadows. "Alexandra, ná mar a deirim, a chur léi. Ná breathnú siar. Téigh go dtí na sléibhte, tá fine. Beidh siad aire a thabhairt duit go dtí go bhfuil tú ag sean go leor." I screamed for my father, but it was too late. He'd rushed into the shadows that had consumed my village.
I felt my sister pull my hand, calling for me to follow her. "Come on deirfiúr! Ní mór dúinn dul!" We ran and ran, soon i was the one pulling my sister as she begged for me to stop. She was so tired, i could see it in her eyes, so afraid. I looked over my shoulder and screamed at what i saw. The shadow was right behind us. The bold red eyes made my blood freeze. Suddenly large jaws formed in the shadows and shot out, grabbing my sister by the waist. I screamed and ran. I couldn't save my sister, i knew it was too late. I was going to die. Just like my family, i was going to be eaten by this monster. "Rith, beag duine. Beidh mé ag devour do domhan, ag tosú le do sráidbhaile." The voice sounded in my head like a stampede, shattering my mind. My feet pounded against the ground, and my breath came out in laboured gasps. I saw a light in the distance, in a cave. It must have been the tribe my dad told me to go to. I didn't have to look behing me to know that that monster was following me, i could feel it's hot breath surround me as it tore down tres in it's path.
The light was blocked out by a form in the entrance to the cave. I could just make out her white hair, i assumed she was a crone. I called out to her as best as i could. I was tripping over twigs and stumbling on my feet. "Le do thoil! Tar! Cabhraigh liom Crone!" She turned her head towards me and i gasped, her eyes were blue, but unlike any blue eyes i've ever seen. They looked like actual lightening was in them.
I was to busy looking at her inhuman eyes to see the fallen tree trunk on the forest floor. I fell and landed face first on the forest floor. Clawing at the ground, whimpering was not a fun way to die. I gave myself over to fate and looked up at the monsterous shadow looming over me. It changed shape into a large black shadowy wolf, glaring down at me. It leaned down, eyes boring into my soul, before it reared it huge ugly head and roared. The last thing i saw before it devoured my whole, was that old woman, changing before my eyes into a large blonde man with one hand.
I cried out in pain, waking with a shock. I sat up and wiped the sweat off of my face as best i could. I grabbed my phone off the night stand and checked the time, one fifteen, Shit. I peeled the blankets off my body, planting my feet on the ground. I walked over to the bathroom and turned on the shower, letting it heat up. I looked myself in the mirror, grimacing. My tan skin was paler than usual, making me look sickly. Sweat covered my body, glistening on my toned muscles, Looks like i just got back from the gym. My hair was more wild than usual, and my eyes had specks of red, making my eyes look like blood-stained silver. A growl erupted from deep withing my chest, echoing off the tiled walls. I stripped off my damp clothes before hopping in the shower. "Ooow!" I howled and hopped from one foot to another, trying not to step on the hot water. I turned on the cold water and sighed in contentment and watched as steam rose from my body.
.I sang an old song to myself, i heard it from some old women back in the day. Back in the day for me was waaaaay back. Back to the nords. It was called A journey to the north, so they told me. Tears slipped from my eyes, thinking about the dream. I decided i'd had enough of that and stopped singing, getting out of the shower, I need air. I walked over to my closet and pulled out a pair of jeans and a long sleeved shirt. It might be cold outside.. I looked around and spotted an old violin resting against the wall. I smiled and walked over to it, "I'm going to need you again, remember what mother always says? 'Má chanadh tú go maith go leor, leanbh, ansin beidh an bhiotáille bless tú leis an bronntanas sonas.' Well, let's see if we can please the spirits?" I knew it was stupid to talk to a violin, but i didn't have anyone else to talk to. No one would know what to say, they would try to say something, but they wouldn't fix anything. I didn't need a mouth, i needed an ear. My violin just so happened to have two pairs. I picked it up by the neck and walked up the stairs, and out the house.
I walked through the forest until i found the clearing. I wandered over to a rock that had a spotlight made out of moonlight. I pulled myself up and plucked the strings lightly, making sure it was tuned. I plucked them in a soft tune, almost falling asleep. I put the but on my shoulder and rose my bow, pulling it across the strings, earning a low thrum. I started to play a slow tune, adding my own voice to it. the echo here is wonderful. I started to sing an old song my friend and i used to sing. When we were sad we'd go out to a large secluded plane, and sing it. När som jag var på mitt adertonde år I believe it was called. I don't think the song actually had a violin in it, or any instrument for that matter. I let my mind wander to one of those times, tears streaming down my cheeks.
"Alexandra? Alexandra?An bhfuil tú amach anseo Alexandra?" I wiped my eyes and looked over my shoulder, watching my dearest friend run towards me. "Tá, tá mé anseo Eve" She took one look at me and rushed over, wrapping her arms around me, pulling me to the ground, "Go raibh tú ag smaoineamh ar do theaghlach arís ní, raibh tú?" I sniffled and nodded, i just missed them so much, she was the only one who understood. She had a horrible secret too. I wrapped my arms around her waist, only to retract them swiftly when she flinched. "Tá mé chomh brón orm, an bhfuil Gortaítear? An branda gceist i." She nodded, lifting her slightly so i could see the odd birthmark. It was a brand of sorts, marking her curse, like my chain tattoos.
I pulled her shirt down, i didn't need to see her brand any longer, and neither did she. She smiled at me and pulled me to her chest, shushing my softly, "síochána mo Alexandra milis a bheadh, tá tú ag canadh liom?" I smiled at her and nodded, "Ar mhaith leat a chanadh mar luaidhe? Is é mo guth garbh." She laughed and nodded, "Ceart go leor" She started to sing softly, her voice was soft but strong. It reminded me of her like that. She was my anchor, and my best friend. I tried to sing with her but failed, so i settled with closing my eyes and burrowing my head into her shoulder, feeling the hum in her chest. I felt the monster inside me scratch at his cage, trying to tear himself out of my chest to get to his brother. I wondered briefly if Eve felt it inside her.
When she stopped singing i was already fast asleep. She laid me down and kissed the top of my head, brushing hair from my eyes, "Aisling go maith, mo dheirfiúr daor." Standing up she patted her leggings down, brushing off the grass. It was not normal for women to wear pants, they were all expected to wear dresses and cook. Me and Eve didn't care about that though, and the villagers didn't bother us about it. They knew what we were, and they both feared us for what was in us, and respected us for carrying the burden. I didn't understand how women went from warriors alongside their viking brothers, to cattles for mating. It truely was mind-boggling. That night, while i slept, Eve left. The morning when i went to ask the villagers where, all they told me was that she was going to learn more about the world. She'd left to 'learn' about the world, without me. I was hurt to say the least.
That day i lost what semblance of sanity i had left. I was left wandering Ireland without any thoughts, and any cares. I truely didn't care if Fenrir tore my soul in half and ate this world, there was nothing worth saving. I think, the only thing that kept Fenrir at bay was the fact that he would eat his brother, and her keeper, if her devoured the world. Eve stopped this world from being destroyed, there was always something about her, something calming. Like she knew there was nothing she couldn't do, and she also knew if anything happened, then it was meant to do so. She was completely comfortable with that, she went with the flow of the earth.
I stopped singing and placed the violing in my lap. I wiped my eyes and looked at my hands, sighing. "Eve, one day, we'll find eachother again. Where'd you go? You left me." I looked at the moon. I knew she was looking at it too, i could feel her tranquility all the way from here. Fenrir whimpered, wanting to send a message to his brother. Now, normally, i would do the complete opposite of what he wanted to do, but tonight, we had a common goal. So, i closed my eyes, and allowed him to see through my eyes, hear through my ears. Most importantly, speak through my voice. We looked up at the moon, took a deep breath, and howled. I knew i didn't sound human, and if anyone saw, they would run away, screaming in terror, but i didn't care. I couldn't bring myself to.
When i finally stopped, i panted, looking around. I strained my ears, trying to hear some type of response from the person i wanted it from. All i heard was the cacophany of howl from the wolves in the forest, and dogs from the town near here. I sighed and hopped off the rock, taking my violin and trudging home. It's not fair, it's not fair it's not fair it's not fucking FAIR! Fenrir snarled in his cage. I guess we were on the same team tonight. I wanted to die and he wanted me to die, so he could find his brother, tear his keeper to shreds, and destroy this world, Sibling at his side. I was so lost in my thoughts that i didn't hear the wind rustle in a faint whisper, a cry, no, a plea. "Alexandra!" Originating somewhere many many miles away, across oceans.
-Somewhere in Europe- Unknown PoV
I shivered, pulling my jacket tighter around myself, Damn this weather. My charge nodded calmly in agreement. I trudged through the streets if Rome, looking for a bus stop. I was going to America soon, I know i've already been there, but it was better then the alternatives. Antarctica and home. I couldn't go home, i was to cowardly, i didn't want to accidently run into her there. She may be in America the voice in my mind said, What are the chances of that? Thousands of years in Ireland- where people know who she is and what she is, might i add- only to go to America? Who in their right mind would leave that comfort and safety? I thought back. You did., oh yeah..I did, didn't i? I'm not exactly in my right mind, am i? I felt him shuffle uncomfortably inside me, he knew his brother. He knew that anyone who held him would must have been extremely strong. He also knew that the child chosen to be his keeper was not strong enough, but he wasn't going to tell his own keeper that. She would die of grief. What makes you think she is? She doesn't even get along with my brother like you and i do.
I huffed and shooed him away, i didn't need that right now, i was going to America and that was final. I found a bus stop and plopped down onto a bench, waiting for my ride, when i heard a noise. I knew humans didn't hear it, probably not even supernaturals. But I heard it, and that was all that mattered. A long, low, agonizingly painful howl tore through the night air, shattering the hustle and bustle of Rome. I shot up so fast i got jet lag for a moment. I steadied myself and looked around, as if the person responsible would suddenly appear before me. I didn't know where the howl came from, somewhere miles away, but i knew who it came from, and they were hurting. i fell to my knees and cried, willing the wind to take my voice to her, to my beloved friend. "Alexandra!"
Okie dokie, little more information, so this story make that much more sense. Those songs, they're real, look them up, they're pretty cool. Journey to the North doesn't actually have any lyrics though.. Anywhoo, no one told me what to write about in this chapter so i put what came out of my mind first. Tell me what you think! I will go more into detail about how she got Fenrir later, but in the meantime, Tell me who you think The old 'Crone' Was, hint: It's a dude. And Who you tink Fenrir's Brother was, hint:The Brand. Person who guesses correctly get a dedication, and a virtual cookie? I heard people like that... *Shrugs* Translation time!
Alexandra! Rith! Tóg do dheirfiúr agus dul- Alexandra! Run! Take your sister and go!
Papa, aon, le do thoil. Níl mé ag iarraidh a fhágann tú- Papa, please, no. I don't want to leave you.
Alexandra, ná mar a deirim, a chur léi. Ná breathnú siar. Téigh go dtí na sléibhte, tá fine. Beidh siad aire a thabhairt duit go dtí go bhfuil tú ag sean go leor- Alexandra, do as I say, take her. Do not look back. Go to the mountains, is fine. They will look after you until you are old enough
Come on deirfiúr! Ní mór dúinn dul- Come on sister! We need to go!
Rith, beag duine. Beidh mé ag devour do domhan, ag tosú le do sráidbhaile-Run, little one. I will devour your world, starting with your village
Le do thoil! Tar! Cabhraigh liom Crone- Please! Come! Help me Crone
Má chanadh tú go maith go leor, leanbh, ansin beidh an bhiotáille bless tú leis an bronntanas sonas- If you sing well enough, child, then the spirits will bless you with the gift of happiness.
Alexandra? Alexandra?An bhfuil tú amach anseo Alexandra- Alexandra? Alexandra? Are you here Alexandra?
Tá, tá mé anseo Eve- Yes, i am here Eve
Go raibh tú ag smaoineamh ar do theaghlach arís ní, raibh tú- You were thinking of your family again, weren't you?
Tá mé chomh brón orm, an bhfuil Gortaítear? An branda gceist i- I am so sorry, does it hurt? The brand i mean.
síochána mo Alexandra milis a bheadh, tá tú ag canadh liom- Peace, my sweet Alexandra. Would you sing with me?
Ar mhaith leat a chanadh mar luaidhe? Is é mo guth garbh- Would mind singing lead? My voice is rough
Ceart go leor- Alright
Aisling go maith, mo dheirfiúr daor- Dream well, my dear sister
Ugggggh, i'm starting to hate that translating stuff. Whatever..Fun fact, Alexandra is her actual name. No last name (Cause it's epic that way) Just Alexandra. By the by, i will explain why she has so many names in later chapters. Fast version answer? She changes her name as to not gain suspision. She only does it when she moves though, in Ireland everyone know her as Alexandra, and has known for thousands of years. Another fun fact! Her name when she was with Jasper was General 'Gen' because she got lazy with making up andmes and just called herself Gen. By she i mean me. :3