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The Chronicles of the Fallen

A/N: This story is written as a collaboration by both Xo BellaItalia oX and dramaqueen1917. We hope that you enjoy the story and look forward to reading your reviews.

Chapter 5
(Edward's POV)

To be forever young seems like a gift to many – a blessing to be nurtured. But if I was given the choice between dying of the Spanish Influenza so many years ago or being immortal, I knew I would definitely choose to die. I would not hesitate in giving up my immortal life to have died of the Spanish Influenza. Sure, if I had died, I probably wouldn't have my family, but I would still choose mortality over immortality. Though being young and healthy would be appealing to almost any human out there, they don't really know what being forever young entails. For one, I am stuck in the body of a 17 year old boy forever. If it wasn't enough, I lived in fear of getting too close to a human and having to watch them as they die, unable to do anything to stop it.

One of the things that will always hang over my head is that I'll never experience the growing up nor shall I ever be able to love anyone else because I know that if I do fall in love with someone, especially if it were a human, I would not be able to change them – to condemn them to this… this half-life.

When you have lived for over a century, days mean nothing to you. Especially when all you do is repeat high school over and over again. Today would be like any other day, were it not for the air of anticipation that was reflected through most of the residents through Forks. That and the fact that Alice had taken to singing Britney Spears over and over in her head, sometimes she would sing a different song but it was always a loud, whiny song that made me wish I could not read minds. At least Emmett hadn't changed – his thoughts still jumped back and forth between his 'Rosie' and the latest video games and the next family hunting trip. Although, he did concentrate on the former far more than the two latters. Unfortunately, when he was concentrating on his 'Rosie' it was usually about having… sexual intercourse with her.

In a small town where everyone knew each other, having someone new around town was the talk of this little community. To make things worse, this wasn't just some random girl. No, this was the chief's long lost daughter from his previous relationship with the fleeting Renee Swan. - The same Renee Swan who had left with their young daughter to who knows where, though apparently he had more than one. I could have sworn that he only had one daughter, but according to him, it was two? Well, either way, the oldest one Isabella was moving in with him

Throughout all of my classes prior to lunch, the thoughts of the students that came into contact with my gift all seemed to be centred on or around Isabella Swan. From what I heard through the minds of other students, as well as through the school gossip mill, Isabella Swan had moved to Forks from Arizona because her mother was going through what she called a 'honeymoon phase' with her new husband, Phil while her younger sister decided to stay and live with it. She had also proved to be rather kind-hearted, especially when it came to all of the 'puppy dogs' that trailed her wherever she went. She was always careful to not reject anyone, but to merely point them in another direction. All in all, I was curious to meet her.

When she came into the cafeteria with a girl… Jessica Stanley who chatted so loudly and quickly that her words appeared to trip over themselves, while she was smiling nervously. The next thing I noticed was her scent. She smelled… fantastic. She smelled like strawberries, lilacs and freesia and something else that I couldn't put my finger on. Then I noticed the bloodlust, or rather the lack of it. It was… amazingly refreshing. Never had I encountered a human who didn't spark my bloodlust in some way or another. I tried to dig into her mind, hoping for some sort of reasoning behind this phenomenon hidden deep within the depths of her mind. All I got… was nothing. I could see here, hear her heart beating and smell her, but when it came to my gift, it was like an empty seat was where she was sitting across the canteen.

My eyes widened in shock as I took in her appearance. Her long mahogany hair was full of thick loose curls that cascaded down her back whilst hinting at a beautiful, sparkly golden hue underneath. Her beautiful pink lips whispered untold secrets and I loved the way the light made her blue eyes appear as blue as the clear summer skies on a warm summer day. Her body was slim, but filled out in all of the right places with curves that any female would kill for. Her legs went on for days and I couldn't get over how a human could look more beautiful than any immortal creature that I have ever stumbled upon in my entire existence. I loved the way her fingers tapped the table subconsciously as her eyes skimmed over the cafeteria. Her deep soulful eyes met mine and in that moment, all I wanted was her regardless of the consequences.

I watched in confusion as she suddenly ran out of the cafeteria and help myself from going after her. However, toward the end of lunch, I did notice her sneak back inside, though she seemed a lot less enthusiastic than she had before she disappeared. The bell signalling the end of lunch sounded breaking me out of my thoughts as we gathered our things to move on to our next class.

._.-:'~The Chronicles of the Fallen~':-._.

For the remainder of the day, all I could think about was her – Isabella Swan. She was in my biology class. I had spent the entire time just trying to build up enough courage to talk to her, which was incredibly stupid considering the fact that she was just a human.

Unfortunately, I didn't end up talking to her. But I did come up with a beautiful lullaby for her which I began putting together as I soon as I arrived home. My fingers danced over my grand piano as my thoughts and love for Isabella pour into my music as I composed the lullaby. She was a human.

Despite the fact that I knew that I could not allow myself to love a human, the scars that had remained from the darker years still remained. Some days, I could still hear the screams of all of the human monsters that I had killed in that time where I had actively hunted and drank human blood.

The pain and horrors I had witnessed would never leave me. Thanks to my vampire memory, I could remember in detail every aspect of those years where I had rebelled. I could still remember the lives of all of those that I had killed - The fathers, mothers, daughters, sons and friends who died by my hand when I could not find a suitable human beast to rid from society. The fear in their voices as they had begged me for their lives was something that I would never forget - the resignation in their eyes as I drank the last drop of their precious blood. I knew that I would never forget what I had witnessed in my vampire life.

._.-:'~The Chronicles of the Fallen~':-._.

When Jasper returned home from his hunting trip, I was surprised to find that she was with him – Isabella Swan. She was Isabella Swan, and yet at the same time, she didn't look like herself. She was even more beautiful – if that was even possible. Her beauty seemed to have magnified itself even further and connected to her back where gigantic white glorious wings? My jaw dropped as I gazed upon her wings in pure amazement. In that moment, she looked like an Angel – a pure, real live Angel.

(Alice's POV)

When my Jazzy returned from his hunting trip, Isabella was with him. I could see how his eyes sparkled whenever he saw her. The way he appeared to gravitate to her subconsciously.

As Isabella told us her story, I couldn't help but feel angry and… and… jealous. I could see the way that she looked at my Jazzy when she thought no one was looking. For weeks, all of my visions had resembled nothing but a black hole, especially when it came to my Jazzy. I'd long since come to the conclusion that she was to blame. That somehow, she was making my gift malfunction. That somehow, she was blocking almost everything from me and it was always when she was in that Angel form. Otherwise, everything was hazy and blurry regarding her when she looked human.

I also noticed when she told us her story that sometimes her eyes would flicker to Jazzy, especially when she told us of Ares. I wanted to scream. Couldn't everyone else see that she was going to steal my Jazzy? Couldn't they see that she would be the reason I lost him forever?

I wasn't stupid. I saw the way she looked at him, but I knew, deep within me, that she didn't want to hurt anyone. It was the way that she would divert her eyes from everyone. I could see how she'd watch Jasper without realising what she was doing, before she'd shake her head as if to clear the haze. Her eyes clouded with tears every now and then. I knew that no matter what, she and I would be friends. There wasn't a doubt in my mind. What I did doubt was what might stand in the way of us becoming friends. I wanted to scream. All of the questions burning deep within my mind were driving me crazy. If vampires could get headaches, I would probably have a killer migraine by now.

I couldn't help but feel scared. I was going into this somewhat blind. Was it wrong of me to fear the unknown? To fear the new things that might come? I'd always been able to see the repercussions of everyone's actions, including my own. How would I know if I did something wrong? How would I know if I was doing anything right? What if… what if I chose the wrong outfit? What if I made a fashion mistake? What if I walked in on Emmett and Rosalie going at it like rabbits? How would I know when Jazzy needed to hunt? What if I forgot to do something? All of the possibilities danced in my mind, and slowly, fear bubbled inside my mind like a hurricane, prepared to take down whoever stood in its way.

I wouldn't know anything beforehand. I wouldn't even know if I was going in the wrong direction! Out of all of the times for my gift to be unresponsive, it just had to pick now. Great.

I couldn't quite detect what she thought of Jasper because I wasn't an empath like my darling mate, my Jazzy. I kind of wished that I could. For one, I knew that having a gift as powerful as Jazzy's would come in handy about now. Sure, it would also be a great gift when it came to bargaining for clothes with sales assistants, especially when it came to getting designer clothing from hesitant designer's weeks earlier than the general public. That would be awesome!

But that's beside the point. My jealousy sparked as she looked at Jasper. Everything about her made me jealous. It made me want to scream and cry. In that moment, I realised two things. One, Isabella Swan was in love with Jazzy, my husband and two, if I didn't try hard enough, I knew that I would probably lose my Jazzy forever.

Jazzy was the most constant in my life. Of all the visions I had had after waking up as a vampire, Jazzy was always there. In all of my visions, Jazzy and I were happy. I remember the first vision I had of my Jazzy was one where we were together and he was hugging me. I remember the way the vampire bites that littered his arms and chest made him look more vulnerable in my vision as he begged me to help him. I'm going to be honest here. It wasn't love at first sight. We built up to it. We spent years as friends before Jazzy and I felt that we were ready to take out relationship to the next level. By then, I knew that we were meant to be. There wasn't a doubt in my mind. I couldn't imagine living without Jasper. I couldn't imagine being without my rock. But I knew that if it I had to, I'd sacrifice anything for Jazzy's happiness. If for some reason he didn't want to be with me, I would give up the world for him to be happy, truly happy – I was sure of that much. I could never imagine myself being with someone in a loveless relationship, but I wasn't. I know that my Jazzy loves me and I love him just as much, if not more. And it was because I love him that I didn't scream or cry. I didn't yell or throw thing at Isabella as she recounted her story because I felt that for some reason unbeknownst to me, Jasper needed this. He needed to hear what Isabella has to say, if only I knew why.

A/N: So this was a look into what was going on in Alice and Edward's heads. As you can see, neither of them are evil, just a little misguided at times, but have good hearts. What did you think? What do you think will happen in regards to Bella and Jasper? How about with Edward and Alice? Review Review REVIEW!

The chapter was written by my co-author dramaqueen1917 (check out her page!), but was beta'd by me, Xo BellaItalia oX and I also added tid bits here and there where I thought it could use it.

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