"Bella. Bella, honey, wake up." Charlie's gruff voice filled her ears. Bella's eyes fluttered for a second, seeing as there was grass in her face.
"Why am I outside?" Bella's hoarse voice rang out tiredly. Charlie smiled softly as Bella kept her eyes closed before speaking quietly, "They were scared to move you. What happened, Bells?" Bella blinked her eyes before breathing deeply; scanning her brain for memories. "It was after Paul had insulted me. Something possessed me, Charlie. Something evil possessed me." Charlie frowned with worry before asking, "What did it want you to do, Bella?"
Bella's heart contracted and stuttered before whispering in despair, "It wanted me to kill them, Charlie. It wanted me to hurt them; rip them limb from limb." Charlie cursed under his breath. "Bella," Charlie asked hesitantly, "open your eyes for me, sweetheart." Bella squinted before forcing her eyes to open, only to hiss at the sudden brightness and clench her eyes shut. "Bella," Charlie said sternly, "open your eyes, NOW!"
Bella's eyes snapped open as a tiny wave of power washed over her in a show of dominance. She growled loudly in displeasure at her uncle. Charlie stared deeply into her eyes, fear and agony flickering back and forth. "No," he sighed sadly, "not my baby girl."
Charlie stared into her deadly black eyes. A golden band of malevolent yellow widened then shrunk in scrutiny. "You can't be," he whispered, his eyes welling up with tears, "you just can't." Bella stared at Charlie with worry. Her eye sight was 20-20, but blurry around the edges. It was as though her eyes zoomed in on his face; analyzing every crack, crevice, and wrinkle. It was almost as though her brain was trying to imprint his face in her soul forever.
Family.
There it was. The thing that encroached on Bella's body, consuming her heart and soul. It's watery voice struck chills into Bella's gut. It was deadly. It was dangerous. It was trouble.
I DON'T WANT TO BE A BURDEN!
Bella's body tensed up and the hole in her chest throbbed erratically. She gasped for breath; for any kind of air.
Inhale.
Exhale.
Inhale.
Exhale.
INHALE.
EXHALE.
It wasn't working. The air supply she was given was not going to her lungs. Her body burned in desperation. Her eyes welled up with tears as her head felt weightless. Her lungs gave a struggle as the hole spread into a trench; creating mayhem and chaos on her body. Darkness was going to consume her.
Breathe.
Her lungs filled with air and the trench was gone. Crisp air-filled her wind pipe, only to travel down and give her fragile lungs air. "Charlie," Bella sobbed pathetically, "what's wrong with me?" Charlie stared at her with sorrow filled eyes before saying, "Your father was right. For once in his life, he was right." He pulled Bella into his arms before sighing, "I have to call your parents, Isabella. It's the only way for you to learn. They are the only ones that can explain this."
Charlie looped his arms around the back of Bella's knees and upper back before picking her up bridal style and carrying her inside. The only wolves there were Jacob, Embry, Quil, and Leah. They all stood, stiff as boards before Jacob spoke, "What's going on, Charlie? What has happened to Bella?" Charlie stared hard speaking coldly, "There is nothing wrong with her, Jacob. She's just realizing her true-meaning in this world." Charlie made his way to the front door before Jacob laid a large, threatening hand on Charlie's shoulder. "Don't give me that, Charlie! I've told you my secrets, it's time you told me yours!"
Charlie snarled angrily at Jacob, his eyes swirling blue. The pipes in the house shook violently, making the most horrifying sound. "Charlie!" Bella whimpered anxiously into his chest. The creaking stopped and Charlie looked down at Bella briefly. Charlie clenched his jaw and with clenched teeth he hissed out, "Don't lie to my face, boy! You have yet to tell me about certain things that could be taken into consideration, since my niece is neck-deep within it! Your father had lied to me for years, and you have lied to me for a few years as well. Don't go accusing me of anything, when you go and do the same thing everyday to the people you've come to care about!"
Jacob faltered and Charlie quickly made himself scarce; tucking Bella away into his cruiser and speeding away to his home, not knowing how to explain this to his brother.
...
Bella followed behind Charlie shakily, her body quivering with anxious fear.
Calm yourself, master. This is not healthy, feeling this way.
Bella's heart stuttered and she let out a guttural groan. Fear began to consume her again as her eyes began to blot with darkness. What the hell is that?!
I am the...darker version of yourself; your sense of wrathful justice.
Bella forced herself to calm down, and ignored the voice inside her head. She focused on trying to listen to the conversation going on in the kitchen:
"Taroph, she's the one...I'm absolutely positive...the whites of her eyes turned black and her Iris' turned a golden shade of yellow...Taroph, she almost killed someone..." Bella grimaced and zoned off the conversation, not being able to hear what she did. Guilt swirled around angrily in her stomach in the inhuman way it did. Fear crept up Bella's throat and she wrapped her arms around her middle, hoping to stop the twirling bats that fluttered around in her stomach.
Bella couldn't believe it. Her hole throbbed softly, only sending a twinge of pain shuddering through her body. Her heart and abdomen hurt. She didn't want to see her parents, her siblings, anyone. The incident with Paul dragged evil memories to the forefront of her mind. She wanted to wallow in self-hatred for what happened to her years ago; what happened to her and her baby. Tears welled up in her eyes and she buried her face in her hands.
"Heyyyy," crooned Charlie delicately as he knelt in front of her, "what's wrong, petit voleur?"
Bella shook with pain and wailed quietly, not willing to acknowledge that Charlie just called her 'Little Thief' in french. Charlie took her into his arms and held her for a few minutes, humming You Are My Sunshine. She stopped crying and enjoyed Charlie's paternal touch before the air shifted and he whispered, "And that would be your father."
Bella's heart stopped and stuttered before pounding in her chest. The knocks thudded three times before Charlie strutted over to the door. He paused at the door to look back at Bella. He gave a quick, strained smile before whirling around to open the door.
...
Bella's family was much more beautiful in person.
They walked with an air of confidence that no one could touch. It was almost like the world's trials and tribulations never took hold and shook them with destruction and concord. How...Cullen-like of them thought Bella, bittersweet-ly.
Her father wore an all white Armani suit with a blue dress shirt and a yellow Ascot. Her mother wore a red sleeveless mockneck flare mini dress with leather Christian Louboutin palais royal high heels. Her brother Helio wore a white dress shirt with a brown suede vest and beige slacks. Herzio wore a red polo and a white leather jacket with dark, loose-fitted jeans. Anastasia wore a blue sleeveless loose-fitted button down shirt with white skinny jeans and blue burt suede wedge high top sneakers. Nothing had really changed other than hair length.
They stared at me expectantly and Bella raised a brow. "Well," Taroph's voice reverberated through the room, "aren't you gonna give us a hug?" Bella's mouth opened slightly, aghast. She shot a look at Charlie before saying, "Are they serious?" Charlie let out a breathless chuckle as Taroph and Mala stood confused. Helio, Herzio, and Anastasia sat across from her, staring with amusement.
"Of course we're serious, honey! Why wouldn't we be?" Mala's eyes stared at her with concern as she came over to sit beside of her. Bella shuffled over slightly before stammering, "W-well, this is the first we've ever met, and, personally, I don't feel comfortable with being too close to people I don't know." Mala nodded with understanding while Taroph sat down on the other side of her, confused.
"Why would you feel uncomfortable? Charles has told you about us correct?" Bella let a small giggle burst past her lips. Charlie shook his head with a smile on his face. "What?" Mala smooth, soft voice rang out. Bella smiled brightly and shook her head. "It's nothing."
"Well, let's go over the reason we're here, shall we?" Taroph's voice took a grim edge as he turned to face her. "Isabella," he started slowly, "I'm going to tell you the prophecy of the Omega.
"There once was three clans: Unalaq, Virgo, and Aleixo. Unalaq is middle clan between the three. They were created by the Moon, Sun, and Stars; creating equality amongst men, women, and children. Virgo is the eldest clan; they were created by the darkness that was the world before Earth; creating bigotry and deceit that filled the heads of the wicked. The Aleixo is the youngest; they were created by Earth, Water, Fire, and Air; creating power surges fueled by the Seven Deadly Sins. These three clans lived together peacefully under the rule of the Omega.
"The last Omega has come to pass; leaving us with no leader. She died hundreds of years ago, right when an unknown species moved in on the clans. They lived peacefully for one-hundred years, until the species decided they wanted more than what the clans would bargain for. They started a war that has lasted us three-hundred years. In these years, we have waited for the one person that could help; the one person that had the power to put a stop to all the fighting. The Omega.
"The Omega has powers unknown to us; powers that could heal the mind, body, and soul while destroying the mind, body, and soul. She could make someone's wildest dreams come true. Her job is to bring us together, rather than pull us apart," Taroph stared directly into Bella's eyes, "She is the only person able to. She can unite the three clans to take down a threat that could annihilate our world of Raniari." Bella sighed harshly and blinked at her father. "Are you telling me," Bella drawled softly, "that I might be the Omega?" Taroph paused to look at Charles before looking back at her while nodding.
Bella sighed again before standing up. "Where are you going?" asked Mala softly. "To get myself a glass of bourbon and whiskey. Do you want one?" Bella looked back at them. Anastasia cocked her head before asking in a tinkling voice, "Would that be healthy for your baby?"
Bella tensed and stared at her; her throat filling with bile as her chest throbbed erratically while sucking out her emotions. Mala gasped quietly and Taroph stared incredulously. Charlie blanched at Bella before asking, "Bella, what is she talking about?" Bella looked at Charlie lifelessly before saying monotonously, "I haven't had sex in four years, Charlie. I don't know what she's talking about." Bella stared down at her feet.
Renesmee or Lucis.
Tears blurred Bella's eyes and her hands shook. She let out a harsh breath as she listened to Charlie feet walk closer to her. "Bella," asked Charlie softly, "what's wrong, petit voleur?" Bella whispered silently, "It's been four years, Charlie. There is no way that there's any remains." Taroph stood up and walked over, laying a firm hand on her shoulder. "Isabella," he crooned softly, "what are you talking about?"
"Charlie," Bella she sobbed, "I'm sorry."
Charlie's brows furrowed in confusion before pulling Bella in for a tight, paternal hug, "Sorry for what, amour?" Bella sobbed into his chest before saying, "For not being able to protect your grand-baby."
Deadly silence filled the room before Mala asked, "Isabella, sweetheart, what do you mean?" Bella sobbed louder into Charlie's chest, "It was Edward. He didn't want the baby; he hated it! He wanted it dead. When we came back from our honeymoon, he sent Esme, Rosalie, Emmett, Alice, and Jasper away, leaving me, him, and Carlisle. They checked on the baby and I was so happy; I was finally getting the family I had always wanted. We went into the kitchen and Carlisle poured me some apple juice. After I drank it, the world became woozy and I passed out. When I woke up, I was wrapped in bandages, and my stomach hurt. Later that day, I learned that Edward made Carlisle abort the baby, but something went wrong, and I started bleeding. The temptation was to strong and he placed bites all over me; my legs, arms, neck. Everywhere. Carlisle couldn't stop him. Emmett and Jasper had to rip him away from me while Alice, Rosalie, Esme, and Carlisle worked on getting the venom out.
"After a day or two, I asked for a divorce and Carlisle got me the annulment papers. Rosalie and Emmett drove me out to Olympia. They got me an apartment and stayed with me for a year before going back to the Cullen's. I'm sorry, Charlie! I'm so sorry!"
Growls erupted from the chests of many. Charlie pulled Bella closer and rested his head atop of her's. "Bella," grunted Charlie, "do you want me to call Jacob?"
Jacob.
Bella nodded desperately as she loosened her hold on Charlie before being pulled into the grasp of Taroph. He purred lowly in his chest, sending soothing tremors through Bella as she whimpered pitifully. "Do you want me to take you to your room, amour?" Bella nodded and Taroph picked her up with ease before walking up the creaky stairs.
He placed Bella on her bed before whispering, "Je suis désolé, que je n'étais pas là pour vous, mon amour. Je vous promets que je serai ici quand vous avez besoin de moi à l'avenir."
Bella murmured in acknowledgement before drifting off into a restless sleep, waiting for her sun to shine in on her darkness.
Je suis désolé, que je n'étais pas là pour vous, mon amour. Je vous promets que je serai ici quand vous avez besoin de moi à l'avenir: I'm sorry I wasn't there for you, my love. I promise I'll be here when you need me from now on.