Chapter Seventeen

And it's Sandy's transformation!

Disclaimer – I don't own Twilight or anything recognisable. I do own Alessandria 'Sandy' Mitchell and other unrecognisable aspects, should they appear.

The Cullens left it to the last minute, not that I minded. It had taken to the seventh day for me to fully wrap my head around the fact that I was going to be a vampire. It had also taken four different conversations with Rosalie, Alice, Esme and eventually Jasper to fully convince me that Jazz was in it forever and that he definitely wouldn't be leaving me and no, he really didn't mind that I was joining him so soon. Of course, he had a major guilt trip and I didn't see him for about six hours after the Volturi left until Rosalie dragged him back. He had immediately started apologising and I had silenced him the only way I knew how – by kissing him. I knew he continued to feel guilty but as long as he didn't mind my vampire presence, I had no complaints.

On the morning of the seventh day, I sat on the heavily cushioned window seat in the living room. I was watching the sky turn orangey pink as the sun rose and I knew it would be my last one with human eyes. My legs were straight out in front of me with my right arm draped across my stomach when Jasper found me and stood by my shoulders.

"It's time," he said in a saddened voice. I knew it was because he was still mad at having caused the event about to occur. I reached my good hand up and held his icy one in mine, rubbing circles around the palm with my thumb.

"Jazz, I trust you, ok? I trust this whole family with my life and this is a good thing – not a bad thing." He looked slightly annoyed but didn't comment as he lifted me carefully into the arms I had come to love so much and carried me at lightning speed up to my bedroom. He placed me in sitting position on the edge of the bed and I took a shaky breath. The fear was kicking in but it was appropriate, I knew that.

"Sandy, are you alright?" Carlisle asked as he entered. Squinting slightly, I saw his tension.

"I could ask you the same thing."

"I have never transformed one whose life was not in peril." That was true, I guess. Even Bella's planned transformation hadn't actually gone as planned and she'd almost died in the process anyway.

"Think about it this way: if you don't transform me, the Volturi will kill me. So you are saving my life from peril." This overly cheerful statement was met by a growl from Jasper and Carlisle looked slightly calmer. "Wait, you're doing it?" I asked a bit rudely. Both Jasper and Carlisle looked a little taken aback and I wondered how rude I sounded to them.

"Did you have someone else in mind?" Carlisle asked and I bit my lip.

"I thought Jasper was going to do it," I mumbled, knowing they both (along with the rest of the house) heard me perfectly fine. I raised my eyes from the floor to see Carlisle looking at Jasper encouragingly whilst Jasper looked shocked and a little petrified. Carlisle backed away so that he was by the door and Jasper was staring at the wall nearest him with wide eyes.

"Ok," he finally agreed as he turned to face me and I beamed, looking up from the floor. "Yes," he said before I could ask if he was sure. He gently stroked a lock of hair behind my ear then swept the whole lot away from the right side of my neck. He leaned in with measured movements and I felt his nose brush my earlobe, causing a shiver of something the very opposite of cold to run down my spine. A fleeting kiss was pressed to my neck before teeth grazed it briefly then bit.

Jasper POV

Her blood rushed into my mouth and it tasted just how she smelled. The sweet peaches, the intoxicating roses and the power of the calm before the storm drew me in. I almost couldn't stop just because the blood was so potent but I remembered who the blood belonged to and pulled away. I laid her down gently on the bed, kissing her forehead lightly before sitting on the bed next to her and holding her left hand. Then she screamed. Before I could even try to check her emotions, I felt the sheer agony from her as she began thrashing. Holding her down didn't work so I resorted to my gift, letting calming and loving waves wash over her. Her body relaxed and the screaming dwindled to whimpering, yet I still felt her pain.

After three hours, Rosalie came in and sat on the other side of the bed, staring down at her best friend with a blank expression.

"She'll be-."

"I don't need assurance, Jasper. I need time with my best friend," she snapped and I nodded, taking the hint and rising fluidly. The reaction was instantaneous. The writhing started and shrill screaming filled the air. I immediately grabbed Sandy's hand and she relaxed back to whimpering, even before I used my gift. Rose raised an eyebrow cheekily yet she had a soft expression on her face.

"She just needs you, Jasper," she whispered, a small smile lighting her face.

"It appears as though Jasper is easing Sandy's pain," Carlisle mused as he too entered the room. I stared down at Sandy and shook my head.

"No, it's not. I'm just calming her down." Carlisle nodded and departed whilst Rose and I stayed put, watching as my girlfriend burned.

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I heard Aro arrive with at least seven guards when midnight came, eighteen hours later.

"Aro, welcome," Carlisle greeted as I heard the door being opened.

"Carlisle," was the simple reply. Aro and the seven guards crossed the threshold softly.

"Now, I don't see two particular members of your family," I heard Demetri say and let my lip curl in a silent snarl.

"Surely they wouldn't be foolish enough to run . . ." Aro mused in a calm voice.

"Sandy wouldn't get very far with a dislocated knee and broken hip," Emmett joked and I heard Rosalie snort. I placed a chaste kiss on Sandy's lips before letting go of her hand and running downstairs, realising my presence was necessary.

"Ah Jasper," Aro greeted me when I arrived. I noticed Jane looking disappointed by my presence. "Where is Alessandria?" A sharp, agonised scream from above answered his question. I couldn't resist the satisfied smirk in Aro's direction – Sandy was obviously a bad influence on me. "Jane, accompany Jasper to make sure it is not an act." I almost growled but restrained it on the basis of protocol and keeping Sandy sage. I silently led the way up to Sandy's room where she was still screaming heart wrenchingly. Jane gave her a disgusted look, glanced at the bite on her neck then departed the room quickly. I stayed behind to stop Sandy breaking more bones with her thrashing.

"She's genuine, master." Further silence greeted Jane's report and I assumed she was showing Aro images of what she had seen.

"Very well, thank you Jane. We will return in three days exactly to see that she is fully transformed and stable. Goodnight Carlisle. And the eight Volturi members left.

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Time passed slowly but I didn't care. I spent every second with Sandy, unable to leave her side for fear of her torturous screams filling my eardrums and making me feel helpless and guilty for doing that to her. I watched as her features gradually changed and wondered how she would react to her different face. I certainly had no complaints but I loved her human face too.

On the third day, exactly three days after I had bitten her, Sandy's blood red eyes shot open.

I'll see you in two days for an update! Sandy's first hunting trip awaits. Love Bianca :) x