Goddess of the Night Chapter 2: Izzy, a twilight fanfic

I was a vampire. He did not change me. I was changed by Laurent.

Laurent, after he had fled in fear from getting involved with James' hunt, had gone to Denali. There, Victoria had found him. She threatened to kill Irina, Laurent's new mate, if he didn't come to Forks and find me.

He came. He found me.

The werewolves arrived and killed him, but they were too late.

Three days later, I woke up in Jacob's garage. I read the note that was placed under my hand that said that he had brought me there, and that he was a werewolf. I had left then, so as not to create a predicament for Jacob. His pack would not be happy if he was friends with a vampire, and I didn't want him to think he had to chose.

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Finding a doe, I crouched in wait. The silent stealth that had found me after my metamorphosis was astonishing. The wind rustled the trees, and the deer looked up for a moment, startled. But there was nothing to be troubled with. It was just a breeze. After all, if she didn't eat now, she would have to share. She returned to her munching.

I slipped through the undergrowth, effortlessly making not a single sound. The brush passed on either side of me, making a silent swishing noise as it did so.

The deer ambled forward a few steps, unaware of the approaching danger. Moving silently into position, I waited. And then, I pounced.

It was over in seconds.

After the burning in my throat was eased considerably, I returned to my current home; a small apartment on the outskirts of the city.

Remember. You must remember, Bella. Izzy is not the real you, you are Bella. You are weak. I quickly brushed off the inkling of that voice, the one that made it hard to go on. But it would not control me. It was wrong.

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I had run into the trail of a nomad vampire coven on one of my hunts, and followed it. Although my power prevented anyone from finding me, I still tried to be careful.

There were four of them, which was abnormally large for a non-vegetarian coven. But I understood as I saw the appearances. Two of them were siblings, and they both had mates. Ahh...it made sense now.

"Where are we going to feed tonight, dearest?" the cat-like female purred. I grimaced in disgust.

"I believe that that club in Seattle not too far away will suffice. Just remember not to play with your food too much, darling Elena. Remember what happened last time."

"Oh, all right," she pouted prettily, and the man caved in quickly. Wimp. Now was my cue.

"Well, well, well. Look what we have here," I said, stepping forward from the shelter of the trees. All of them quickly whirled to face me, feral snarls ripping from their mouths.

"Who are you?" snapped the other female in a heavy accent, holding her head up defiantly. I shrugged my shoulders amiably, continuing with my charade.

"The name's Izzy. Nice to meet you. But I believe I asked first." I saw all their eyes widen at my name. Occasionally I left survivors to tell everyone else about the mysterious vampire that would kill you if you were a human-drinker.

They seemed scared at first, no doubt remembering the numerous tales they had heard about me. But then, as usual, they believed that they would be the ones to defeat me, that they would be the ones who would claim the bounty on my head.

They came forward slowly, trying to circle me and cut me off from any escape route. Typical. I did not move from my position, hands crossed across my chest while leaning on one hip.

The large male that was with Elena was the first to make a move, impatient to get at me. He tried to ram into me, running at me with his hands outstretched. Idiot.

I crouched down and, at the last possible second, leapt into the air and pushed off of his head. The force I put behind it sent him reeling, and he careened into a tree.

The next two to attack me were the females, and I grabbed their heads and slammed them together. I then threw them back, making Elena knock over the remaining male.

Calling on my power, I held out my hands towards them. A tingling sensation filled my pale fingers, and as I curled them into a fist, a bolt of lightning shot out and hit the pair square through both of their chests. They were fried to dust in seconds.

I quickly finished the job on the other two vampires, making sure to incinerate them completely. I walked away, no emotion showing on my features. My tangled past had made it so that I no longer let any emotion show through. I would never be the same as my weak human self ever again.

My nickname was now Izzy, the Vampire Huntress. To the werewolves, I was the Goddess of the Night. To the Volturi, I was a threat. My power was a complicated one, and I had heard that it was one of the most powerful powers that ever existed. I could mimic anything I saw.

If I saw someone else use their powers, I could do the same thing. If I saw someone do anything at all, like dancing or fighting, I could do that too. If I saw lightning hit a tree, I could cause that, too. And make it hit other things.

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I worked at a club. I was the head singer, and I helped the new dancer girls fit in. The people at the club were like a family to me. Since I had met Jasper as a human, and Alice and Eddy, I had all of their powers. So I always knew how to calm the nervous dancers down. It was pretty useful.

"Hey, Izzy. You start in five," said Britney, and I nodded. I was no longer the shy little Bella that the Cullen family used to know. She was dead.

I took a deep breath, smiled, and made my way on stage.

Two years after her change...

I was standing before Aro, glaring defiantly down at him. Aro had sent a message out that if anyone saw me, they were to tell me that I was invited to Volterra. Just to talk. I had agreed because I knew, and they did too, that if I wanted to leave I could leave. No one was powerful enough to stop me.

"Well, Aro. I must admit this is a surprise. I thought you wanted me dead, and instead you invite me to tea. How charming," I smirked, while Aro gritted his teeth.

"Yes, well, I had something important I wished to discuss with you. You see, I have recently come into some information that I thought would interest you. It concerns your former life." I felt my body turn cold, but I showed no change in emotion.

"Yes? And?" I said. He looked shocked at my indifferent tone.

"The Cullens have recently figured out that the terrible Izzy that they have been hearing about is really you. Isabella Marie Swan, formerly known as Bella." I inwardly flinched at hearing my full name spoken aloud, and glared at Aro in disgust.

"Well. That must have been awkward. However, I repeat. Yes? And? Since I know they are here somewhere, you can tell them that I congratulate them on failing in their mission to keep me mortal. Oh, and you can tell Eddy that I knew about that."

And with that, I turned around and left. I was just about to climb onto my motorcycle when I heard that terrible, velvet voice.

"Bella!" it called but I ignored it.

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Seven weeks after my change, I had gone to find them. The Cullens. I had been stupid then, believing that now that I was a vampire I would be worthy of Edward. That maybe he would take me back.

I had changed my mind.

When I had caught up to them, they were in Alaska. I had seen them through the window, him and Alice. They were talking about me. How ironic.

"But I still don't understand, Edward, why? Why did you make us leave her? I know you love her; you haven't gone out since we left," Alice wheedled, staring at him worriedly.

"Because she wasn't safe around me," Edward exploded, turning to glare at Alice. "I would have killed her. Jasper almost did. I was putting her in danger, and I shouldn't have." He hung his head in his hands, and Alice hugged him close.

"And now I'll never be able to see her again, her blush, or hear her heartbeat. She's dead," he said bitterly, almost laughing. "I left to protect her, and she's dead."

I had backed away from the window then, not believing what I was hearing. He still loved me? He left because he loved me?

I had run quickly, back to my empty warehouse that was my home at the time. I sat down and let my thoughts consume me.

He left me because he loved me, but in doing so, he hurt me. If he truly, deeply, loved me, he wouldn't have left. It just wouldn't have been possible. He used to claim that he was strong in his ability to leave me, strong in the fact that he could "save me" by abandoning me. Maybe he believed he loved me, but it wasn't true. It couldn't be.

And now, here I was, staying at a hotel in Volterra after just being faced with the decision to return to him or not. I had chosen not to, and I felt no regret.

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They came at dawn, standing in the lobby looking like lost puppies. It was kind of creepy, actually.

"What do you guys want?" I sighed, running my hand through my hair.

"B-bella..." Alice stuttered, talking a half step forward.

"Actually, it's Izzy," I stated coldly, and walked past them. When he tried to grab me, I paralyzed him temporarily. I quickly made my way down the street, leaving my past behind.

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I was back in my home city, Venice, California. The girls I lived with now, Beyla and Corinne, were two girls who had come to the club shortly after I had.

We were currently preparing for a hard two weeks, our most popular weeks of the year. They were the two weeks right in the middle of summer, when most of the vacationers came. I was showcasing for these weeks, singing five songs a night. I had had to go on a major shopping spree to get all the dresses I needed.

"Come on, Izzy, you are on in three! You ready?" I put the finishing touches on my make-up, and then nodded. I stood up and made my way back stage. I was wearing my pink one strap dress. It was funny how, in my human life, I would never be caught dead in something like this.

Suddenly, I got a vision.

Vision

I was standing on stage, and looking out into the crowd. Suddenly, I spotted seven vampires in a group. The Cullen family. I made sure not to show my shock or annoyance on my features. And then I began singing.

End Vision

I came out of my vision, furious. They were here? Didn't they take a hint the last two times?

I walked on stage when my manager said to, taking a deep breath and calming myself down.

"Hey, guys, and welcome to Eclipse. I'm Izzy. How you all doing tonight?" Everyone screamed in response, and I got quite a few cat calls and wolf whistles. I laughed, and then signaled to the band.

"Alright, well, let's get started!"

I began to sink back into my mind, forgetting the people who broke my heart out in the audience.

Got up early, found something's missing
My only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
And soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second,
Then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name
I guess it crept away.

No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done; this life has got its hold on me.
Just let it go, what now can never be.

I forgot that I might see,
So many beautiful things.
I forgot that I might need,
To find out what life could bring.

Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possibility.
Get me up, wake me up, dreams are filling
This trace of blame.
Frozen still I thought I could stop,
Now who's gonna wait.

No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, what now can never be.

So many beautiful things...
So many beautiful things...

Now what do I do
Can I change my mind
Did I think things through

It was once my life
It was my life at one time

I listened to the cheering voices, laughing. I loved the thrill. I was really happy with the set list tonight. It really was good at showcasing how I felt without actually saying it, and I didn't even pick the songs.

The starting chords of the next song started. I sunk back into myself.

She asked if you could stay
Did ya think about me when
You almost turned away
Did you think about me when
You picked up the phone
Should have let it just ringing
And made it seem like everything
Was the same as it had always been

Did ya think about me being half awake and crying,
Lying on the floor and waiting for the break of day
Didn't think about tearing me apart,
At any moment in the night you could have tried to make it right.
Why, why, why?

Now in an afterthought
Were you thinking about me
Don't know what you did it for
Cause you were thinking about you, so
You want me to believe
You were thinking about me
It isn't hard for me to see you didn't stop for anything

How bout me being half awake and crying
Lying on the floor and waiting for the break of day
Didn't think about tearing me apart,
At any moment in the night you could have tried to make it right.

Give me one good reason why in time I should believe in you
You had me, you had it, everything
So close your eyes and remember all those lies
That you never say when you pretend that you
Will be with me again

I took the small break we had in between these songs to glance at the Cullens. They were all completely shocked. Using Eddy's power, I listened to their thoughts.

Alice: OMG! YAY! Bella has fashion sense!

Jasper: Is that really Bella? Why can't I feel her emotions?

Carlisle: Wow. My daughter has really changed.

Esme: Oh, I do hope she will listen to us. Edward was so stupid to lie to her.

Emmett: Hey, Bella is HOT! How did that happen?

Rosalie: Well, guess she wasn't as bad as I thought. Maybe I shouldn't have been so mean…

Edward: Oh, I never should have left her.

I pulled out of their minds, slightly wincing. Alice yelled loud, even in her mind. Emmett was Emmett, and Jasper was Jasper, but Rosalie actually didn't hate me? Well, that was shocking. I wasn't even going to dally on Edward, Esme, and Carlisle's thoughts.

"Alright, well, we're going to slow it down a bit. Grab a partner if you can." I watched as everyonepaired up, as did most of the Cullen family. Edward was left to deal with all the left over human girls. I had to make sure I didn't giggle.

Soft piano notes flowed through the air, and I sighed. This song was actually of my own composition.

The lights go out all around me
One last candle to keep out the night
And then the darkness surrounds me
I know I'm alive but I feel like I've died
And all that's left is to accept that it's over
My dreams ran like sand through the fists that I made
I try to keep warm but I just grow colder
I feel like I'm slipping away

After all this has passed, I still will remain
After I've cried my last, there'll be beauty from pain
Though it won't be today,
Someday I'll hope again
And there'll be beauty from pain
You will bring beauty from my pain

My whole world is the pain inside me
The best I can do is just get through the day
When life before is only a memory
I'll wonder why God lets me walk through this place
And though I can't understand why this happened
I know that I will when I look back someday
And see how you've brought beauty from ashes
And made me as gold purified through these flames

Here I am, at the end of me
Tryin to hold to what I can't see
I forgot how to hope
This night's been so long
I cling to Your promise
There will be a dawn

I took a deep breath, feeling the venom tears in my eyes that would never fall. That song was so beautiful, even though I was the one who wrote it.

The next song was faster again, and it was my favorite Superchick song. Cross the Line.

Follow the leader, stay in the lines
What will people think of what you've done this time?

Go with the crowd, surely somebody knows
Why we're all wearing the emperor's clothes
Play it safe, play by the rules
Or don't play at all - what if you lose?
That's not the secret, but I know what is:
Everybody dies but not everyone lives

I'm gonna ride like I've got the cops on my tail
I'm gonna live my life like I'm out on bail

I'm gonna be out front, gonna blaze a trail
I'm gonna cross that line

Everybody freeze - don't step over the line
Don't stand up, they'll shoot down the first one who tries
Try to change the world, they'll think you're out of your mind
Revolutions start when someone crosses the line
They want us to lie down, give into the lie
Nothing has to change, and no one has to die
That's not the secret, but I know what is:
Everybody dies, but not everyone lives
Everybody dies but not everyone lives.

I'm gonna ride like I've got the cops on my tail
I'm gonna live my life like I'm out on bail

I'm gonna be out front, gonna blaze a trail
I'm gonna cross that line

I'm gonna cross that line

I'm gonna ride like I've got the cops on my tail
I'm gonna live my life like I'm out on bail

I'm gonna be out front, gonna blaze a trail
I'm gonna cross that line

I'm gonna ride like I've got the cops on my tail
I'm gonna live my life like I'm out on bail

I'm gonna be out front, gonna blaze a trail
I'm gonna cross that line

The last song was a really fun one. And the best part? I could sing it directly to Eddy. I smiled, pulled my hair out from its bun, and shook it around. I ignored the cheers, signaling the band to start the song. I didn't even try to pretend like they weren't there, I just smiled directly at him. He looked shocked.

No sir, well I don't wanna be the blame, not anymore.
It's your turn, so take a seat we're settling the final score.
And why do we like to hurt so much?

I can't decide
You have made it harder just to go on
And why, all the possibilities, well I was wrong

That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.
That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.
I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating.
And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.

I wonder, how am I supposed to feel when you're not here.
'Cause I burned every bridge I ever built when you were here.
I still try, holding onto silly things, I never learn
Oh why, all the possibilities I'm sure you've heard.

That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.
That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.
I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating (beating)
And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.

Hey, make your way to me, to me.
And I'll always be just so inviting.
If I ever start to think straight,
This heart will start a riot in me,
Let's start, start, hey!

Why do we like to hurt so much?
Oh why do we like to hurt so much?

That's what you get when you let your heart win!
Whoa.

That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.
That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.

Now I can't trust myself with anything but this,
And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.

"Thank you and goodnight!"