Confessions of a Swan Chapter 8: Halo, a twilight fanfic

Third and hopefully, final, chapter for this update. I just strung some stuff together. I decided that Caroline was going to become a part of my story when Bella walked into history that morning. She needed a fellow hunter but one that would understand if she loved Edward. Please don't misjudge Caroline, she's a good character and she's going to help Bella a lot. The song is Halo by Beyonce. So without further ado…

Chapter Seven: Halo

B Pov

Whoa slow down, you're moving too fast for me

Spinning round and round, you've got me spinning

Soon I'll be fallin' if you keep on callin' me

Whoa slow down baby, slow down for me

I just can't keep up with your moves

You're moving too fast for me

The lyrics were typical of a club song, but now I found myself singing along with the crowd and the song as we danced. The spotlight was on us, and I was making sure that I put every ounce of power into this dance. This way, that way, whipping in almost every direction. I didn't worry that I looked stupid as I normally would because I was in a club, the atmosphere prevented me from forgetting that I'm on the job.

I spun around Ben once, touching my dagger that was hidden in my belt as I did. His expression was awed, watching me dance around this circle that the crowd had provided. Amazed that he'd snagged me himself.

And then the song ended. I didn't feel out of breath, I felt more alive and ready for anything now. I smiled up at Ben, ready to do another dance to get the attention of the ones I wanted, when I felt a tap on my shoulder.

I spun around and met an inhumanly beautiful face. The vampire was tall but also slightly muscled, he had silvery blond hair that was pulled back into a pony tail. He was wearing an elegant suit that somehow didn't look out of place in the club and dark sunglasses that obscured his eyes from view. I smiled up at him and smiled at me. An indo.

Well, well, well. Didn't take as long as I thought it would.

"Mind if I steal your dance partner for a while?" The vampire purred. He had directed the question at Ben but smiled down at me. I tried to act awed, like I'd never seen anyone more beautiful in my life. After all, most vampires weren't used to someone acting like they weren't anything special. I took his cold outstretched hand and waved back at Ben with the other.

"I'll see you later!" I called and was pulled through the crowd with the vampire. The crowd parted like the red sea as we moved through, the faces smiling at me as I made my way past.

I'd done it. I'd just made it into the V.I.P section and that made me more important. And also meant I'd have access to the room above. I scanned the room quickly, looking for Caroline but not seeing her anywhere. Maybe she'd done outside for some fresh air. I tried not to worry or less the vampire would probably pick up on my unease.

The winding stairs were steady, though they didn't look like it, and the two of us made our way into the upper level. Part of the room faced the railing that if you leaned over, looked out over the dance floor. But another part was covered by thin maroon drapes matching the maroon colored carpet. Other people sat on couches or cushy chairs behind the curtains, some of the other mini rooms still had their curtains open.

I was glad to see that Caroline was sitting on a particularly thin loveseat with another vampire that looked a bit like the one with me. He had blond hair that was pulled back into a pony tail but his sunglasses were on the table beside him and he wore a more casual suit. He was young like this one, probably about our age in appearance. The vampire beside her hand his arms wrapped around her shoulders and was whispering something into her ear. She giggled at whatever he said and glanced at me quickly, but quick enough not to have the vampire notice.

The vampire with me led me into the furthest room from the stairs and the two of us sat on a loveseat that looked like it'd been made in India. In fact, the whole room was Indian styled. The pillows that were like cushions sat beside the love seat and another chair, littering the ground in a somewhat stylish way. They were silky and had beads dangling off them. Candles glowed dimly on tables around the small sectioned room, creating a mood that was desirable supposedly. The incense was a bit much, almost forcing me to cough a few times.

The vampire smiled at me then, his arm wrapped around my shoulders as well.

"I'm Damien."

"Lola," I giggled.

"Oh Lola is it? I heard you tell that man down there your name was Jackie?"

"They're both my names. Lola is my nickname."

"Oh, are you sure you're not just playing hard to get?"

"I'm sure," I laughed. Damien leaned closer, almost as if he were about to kiss me.

"You smell wonderful, Lola," he whispered.

"It's what I strive for," I replied. He smiled then, pulling away but not far.

"What are you doing here in this club?"

"My sister and I wanted to dance tonight, so clubbing sounded like a good idea."

"Your sister?" His eyes lit up a bit. I wanted to kill him then. He really thought he'd kill me and then get at my sister? Well newsflash: I don't have a sister!

"Yep, I think she was in the other room."

"Oh what a pity, she could have joined us."

"Well, I'm pretty sure she doesn't want to kiss a vampire," I whispered. I grabbed my dagger from my belt and waited. Damien's eyes got wide and I thought I heard a low hiss escape his lips before he broke out into a smile.

"Observant aren't you?"

"Well I can spot a vampire a mile away…"

"And why's that?" he purred, leaning closer toward my neck again.

"Because it's my job to kill them."

I thrust the dagger into the vampire's exposed neck and pulled back. Damien let out an agonizing scream. But no one else would hear, I'd made sure I sealed the place with a spell so that no one outside out tiny little room would hear anything. And even our shadows against the curtain wouldn't be anything suspicious.

Before my very eyes, Damien was turning to ash. It started at his neck where I had stabbed him and downward and upward like spreading flames. He was on his knees, at my feet.

A river of blood. Dancing flames that radiated heat even from far off. Two lifeless faces. An eerie song. A wooden stake grasped in my tiny desperate hands. The feel of a knife through butter. Lightening the brightened the inside of the house to the point of blinding.

I dropped to my knees as well, the memory of that night hitting me like a load of bricks. I gasped, clutching at empty air. A desperation to reach out and touch the cold hands that had saved me already but weren't here to save me now. My head was spinning but I had to finish this.

I stood up on wobbly legs and glared down at the rapidly turning-to-ash-vampire. The incense could not cover the smell of something burning. I grabbed one of the candles from the nearby table, a can of gasoline out of my purse. I poured it in the shape of an 'S' and bent down with the candle in hand. The flame from the candle met with the liquid and instantly caught fire. I stood up, brushed a few ashes off my jeans and glared down again at the remaining part of Damien the vampire. It wouldn't be much longer but I wasn't sticking around.

"My name is Isabella Swan, remember that name in death," I whispered before throwing back the curtains enough for me to exit and made my way toward the room I'd seen Caroline in.

She was leaning against the railing with her eyes glued to me. Of course she had been able to see what had really happened in there and could still see the blazing flames that no one would see until it spread else where. Her own room was ablaze with dancing flames.

"Nice job," she muttered as the two of us made our way down the stairs.

"How was your first hunt?"

"Marvelous of course!" she laughed.

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Later that night, I was finally able to crawl into bed and let my thoughts dwell on happier memories. I was starting to get a bit worried though. What had happened back at the club? All those memories, those images, they came back like a slap in the face and literally knocked me breathless.

One thing was for sure, ever since I saw Edward Cullen again…weird things kept happening…

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The Next day at School

Somehow I had managed to get our project done last night with Caroline and also sent both Vivian and Morgan an e-mail. I explained that I was too tired to call either of them or give them more detail before I went and crashed in bed. I don't even know how I had managed it all. After the hunt last night, I'd still felt somewhat drained. Even though it was something that almost never happened during a hunt, since it was what I was born for.

Friday was when our project was due and I was feeling confident that we'd get a good grade. So while other groups started opening textbooks or library books, I pulled out my sketch book. I didn't like to not finish something, and I was feeling the urge to draw today. So I flipped the page with the unfinished Edward on it and started drawing more detail, trying to be accurate but in truth not doing him one bit of justice.

Caroline had been awfully quiet this morning. I wondered if she was thinking about last night since she did seem to be deep in thought.

Lizzy, what's going on?

I smiled at Alice as she slid the note under my palm like yesterday.

In general or about Caroline?

Why'd you just assume I was talking about her?

….

I did mean her though. You're both awfully deep in thought this morning.

I hadn't even noticed, I was too caught up in my own world, I wrote the lie quickly, hoping she wouldn't notice my hesitation.

Are you coming over today?

I guess so, I have to work on the rest of that piece with Edward.

I forgot you had a project in music too!

The teachers must be fond of projects.

Oh they are, believe me. By the way, what are you drawing?

She craned her neck to see around my arm at the sketch pad that was pushed toward the side of the desk so I could write.

It's nothing.

Oh come on Lizzy, if you're drawing something I want to see it! I bet you're talented.

How can you just assume that?

Because you are. You're in pretty advanced classes and you play the violin beautifully.

I felt my face redden slightly.

It's nothing really, Alice-

When she saw what I was writing, she took the opportunity to grab the sketch pad while I was writing and had it in her hands before I could object. I felt my face turn at least three shades darker as she began flipping through the pictures and showing a few to Jasper.

"These are amazing, Lizzy!"

And then she found the one I was dreading the most. She flipped over the last page and there was Edward. I think Jasper looked like he wanted to laugh, but not in a "wow you're a horrible artist" way more of an "I can't believe she was drawing Edward" way.

A large grin spread across her face that she didn't even bother to conceal, a mischievous glint in her eyes that made start to think she had an evil plan up her designer sleeve.

"This is amazing. It looks exactly like Edward!"

"Though I can't exactly say it's beautiful," Jasper laughed. Then he looked up at me. "I didn't mean it like that-

"It's ok, I know what you meant."

"I told you Jasper!" Alice laughed.

"Told you what?"

"That you are absolutely talented!" she said quickly, too quickly. She was obviously trying to cover something up. The question was just, what?

"It's not finished or anything yet."

"What do you mean? It looks done to me."

"You're not going to tell Edward are you?" Alice looked away from the picture again with an expression that said she was planning to do exactly that.

"Please Alice!"

"Why whatever do you mean?"

"Don't tell him, at least not until it's finished!" I grabbed the notebook out of her hands before she could say another word and put it back in my school bag- reminding myself to do it when I got home.

"I won't tell a soul…"

A little dramatic but whatever, as long as she wasn't going to tell him. I don't think I wanted everything out in the open yet. Even with him. I still had to sort out everything with myself first, to see if I really was in love with a vampire. Besides, if I did it would mean letting more than Morgan, Vivian, and Caroline know the story of how Edward and I met. Even if they wouldn't know about my being a vampire hunter part, I don't think I was ready to get everything out in the open. I'd spent so long putting up my walls for protection, and now one vampire- one angel was bringing them crashing down. One by one.

Remember those walls I built
Well baby they are turning down
And they didn't even put up a fight
They didn't even make a sound
I found a way to let you in
But I never really had a doubt
Standing in the light of your halo
I got my angel now

It's like I've been awaken
every rule I had to break
It's the risk that I'm taking
I ain't never gonna shut you out

Everywhere I'm looking now
I'm surrounded by your embrace
Baby I can see your halo
You know you're my saving grace
You're everything I need and more
It's written all over your face
Baby I can feel your halo
Pray won't fade away

I can do your halo
I can see your halo
I can be your halo
I can see your halo

Hit me like a ray of sun
Burning through my darkness night
You're the only one that I want
You got addicted to your lie
I swore I'd never fall again
But this don't even feel like falling
Gravity calmed again
To pull me back to the ground again

It's like I've been awaken
every rule I had to break
It's the risk that I'm taking
I'm never gonna shut you out

I can do your halo
I can see your halo
I can be your halo
I can see your halo

Ok, I think I'm done for now! Three chapters, I don't know what to do with myself. But I do expect a lot of review for my hard work on three chapters in one update. I haven't taken a break!

-V