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-Bella-

I sat on the cold, now damp floor as Alice fed on the animals Phil and Charlie had brought, keeping well out of reach. I shivered again, my now wet body protested against the lack of warmth. As Phil had come in here, her had dumped a bucket of ice-water over my head, and then pushed the scared animals towards Alice. At least they were feeding her; my blood likely still flowed through her veins.

I wondered if it gave her more power than normal human blood, and I planned to ask her later. She looked up at me then, Alice's warm golden orbs met mine as she answered my question. She nodded her head.

"It lingers" She didn't say anymore, she didn't need to. I understood completely. Phil glared at Alice, but I knew she wouldn't have said anything if she couldn't explain herself.
"The weakness of going so long without blood, it lingers. I still feel the effects as if I hadn't fed" Phil nodded sharply.

I brought my legs to my chest, wrapping my arms around me in a feeble attempt to keep out the cold. So my blood was different from others, the blood lingered, not as easily absorbed, and the power it gives her lingers with it. I bit back a small smile; we had a chance, as soon as they left. I shivered again as a memory resurfaced in my mind.

"Bella…." Alice looked as though she was actually scared. Scared to tell me something. My hyperactive pixie, which I didn't think knew the meaning of sad, was scared!
"In order to get your wings, you must become impure. As in your hymen has to be broken" Alice looked terrified.
"Bella, I don't want them to touch you. Bella, I need you to stay close, so they can't do it."

Alice hadn't mentioned an alternative plan. I shivered again as Alice threw the last dead animal to the ground, her eyes an unnatural, almost surreal golden-red hue. I crawled over to her, not wasting the energy to stand. It would be useless; they would just push me down. I sat in Alice's lap, not caring about the cold anymore. I bit my lip as I contemplated the pros and cons of the decision I was about to make. Pros won, I finalised my resolve as Alice's eyes glazed over and she gasped.
"Why didn't I think of that…" She whispered, and in that second I knew she was willing to help me.

My mind wondered to the biggest risk. Alice's control.

-Edward-

We were now searching the winding trails deeper in the forest, the unnatural calm never faltered; it was the only thing holding me to sanity. I looked up at the dark sky.
"It's going to snow, I think" Bella was going to be cold, if she wasn't already. I growled, I was unable to do anything unless I found her! Damn it!

Carlisle came into view.
"She will be fine, she's at the hospital thinking she had a hunting accident. She was out hunting when they found her, I think. Her name is Angela Webber, and she got lost when hunting with her dad. She will be fine" We nodded.

-Bella-

The shivering didn't stop, it never did, it was just so cold here. Charlie and Phil were here longer than usual, and it worried me. What where they planning? I looked at the small apple that lay patiently near the hook to my chain, but I didn't move towards it, not while they were here. I closed my eyes and waited.
I didn't realize until I was shaken lightly that I had fallen asleep.
"They're gone" Alice told me, and I knew she meant out of range.

I got up and stretched my tired muscles, not caring if I used some extra energy. I walked over to the apple and for the first time realised that my chain wasn't connected properly on the hook. My heart stuttered for a moment. Then happiness was replaced by rage. No matter how good it was for them to underestimate me, they thought I was weak! I growled as I started fiddling with the chain.
"Do you know how to pick locks?" I asked without looking at her.

"Yes, but we don't have anything to pick it with" was Alice's reply. I struggled with the chain for five minutes, positioning it, tugging, pulling, pushing, repositioning it, all to get the thick link out of the gap that was just a millimetre or two too small. After 10 minutes my arms began to get weak. I growled in frustration, and with a final effort I tugged it sharply, putting all the strength I could into it. It didn't budge.

I glared at the hook as if it would cower at my silent death threat. As I stared at it intently I surprised myself. I was shocked by my own power as it melted. The very metal that kept me here melted under my glare, in my surprised state of shock I was just able to register myself pulling the chain free from the hot, melted goo. Alice gasped behind me as I dragged the heavy chain around to find something to pick the lock. It was then that I realised something. I was in the perfect position to break my hymen.

I was out of reach in-case Alice lost control, I could dispel of the scent of blood before I would set her loose. I could eliminate the bloodlust before I let her go, therefore I could eliminate a major risk. I had to do it, while I had the chance.

I plunged my hand into my pants, my fingers dug inside myself as I felt for it. I found it, and cried out when a small pain shot through my body as I jerked my fingers vigorously, making myself impure. I felt my blood flow, it trailed slowly down my thigh, getting absorbed my clothes. I ignored Alice's growls and snarls; I wet my fingers with my saliva and started to kill the odour of my blood. Minutes after I had cleaned all the bloody with my saliva I felt my skin crawl.

I screamed as I felt my back rip open, but it wasn't out of pain, it was out of shock. I fell to my knees as snowy white wings covered me instinctively. With a start I realised they were mine. I had feathery white wings. I guess I had more Angel than Ferrie. I regained control of myself, though I felt at a disadvantage, I didn't know how to use my wings, I didn't know how to fly and I'm sure it would require practice. I guess it would come instinctively, it would be programed into my DNA, into my brain.

It was 10 minutes later before Alice was able to talk.
"The smell's almost gone" She said.
"You in control?" I asked and she nodded. Though it was completely absurd, I trusted her. I continued the search for something useful to pick the locks. It was uncomfortable to walk, a small pain was in-between my legs, but I ignored the feeling. I found a small sewing needle and smiled. I threw the needle at Alice, she caught it and started working her lock.

"You naughty girl. How did you get out of your chains?" We both turned towards the sound, I was frightened, though Alice's face was unreelable, I tried my best to keep the fear from my face. Phil and Charlie stood there, blocking the only escape, Phil had a large smirk on his face.

"You're going to regret ever doing that" Phil whispered dangerously.

Will Bella survive this one? Even with her new found powers can she hope to take on two NEWBORN vampires. Review and Find out!