Sun and Moon
Disclaimer: Roses are red, violets are blue; only SM own Twilight, boo-hoo.
Ch. 2: Newborn
BPOV
My eyes fluttered open and it was if I'd never really seen anything before. The colors were intensely bright and spanned a couple of different spectrums. There was even a couple that I'd never know existed. Dust motes danced through the sunlight as the traveled on the air current. All of my senses were enhanced. It had been my sense of smell that brought a scent from behind me that was burned into my memory; Honeysuckle and cloves, the personal scent of Esme Cullen, my mother.
I spun to face her well before my thoughts caught up with my action. It was very disconcerting. She was more beautiful that my human mind had ever realized. My hand cupped her cheek with that freakish vampire quickness that moved faster than my brain could process a thought.
"MOM," I cried out in joy but was distracted by the lyrical quality my voice never had before.
There was movement behind me and my newly supercharged senses told me there were six other vampires in the room that I didn't know. The instinct to protect my mother and myself flared, so I spun back around and dropped into a hunting crouch. A hiss forced its way from my throat. My gaze swept over them to determine which one was the greater threat. When it fell on the curly haired blonde at the far right of the group of vampires, I was dazed.
My body instantly straightened and a low purr came from somewhere. Unknowingly, I moved over to her which made the purring get louder. A small portion of my multi-facetted vampire brain realized that I was the source of the purring. I nuzzled my head against both her cheeks, the purring drowned out all other noise. The fingers of one of my hands combed through her silken hair.
The scent of arousal, both mine and hers flooded the room. Anything that had been left of my humanity or self-control was gone. I needed her writhing beneath me, now.
Something inside my mind cracked and images assaulted me with the force of a hurricane.
The strawberry blonde vampire led a man into a bedroom with an over sized bed. Lanterns burned from wall sconces. Clothes were ripped off then cast aside as she fell back onto the bed and spread her legs for him. He thrust into her forcefully and set a hard pace. The vampire's eyes changed from crimson to black with hunger. Just as the brute hit the height of his climax, she surged forward and savaged his neck. His lifeless body fell away from her as licked the last of his blood from her lips.
A vampire with straight blonde hair watched from the shadows as the Lord of the Castle kissed his wife's hand then closed the carriage door. The woman was off to visit her sister who was heavy with child. Once the carriage was out of sight, the vampire stepped into the moonlight and beckoned the Lord to come to her. The fool went willingly. They moved into the stable made love in one of the empty stalls. She was hungry and impatient, so without too much delay she snapped his neck then drained him.
The curly haired blonde tore the clothes from my body then threw me to the floor. Her eyes were glazed over with desire and she took me as I screamed in savage delight. When I crashed over the edge of my orgasm there was a flash of white then her razor sharp teeth lanced my marble flesh and her venom flowed into me. The searing pain augmented the pleasure.
Esme held Carlisle's hand as the walked through their tropical paradise. The wedding had been beautiful but they had both looked forward to this moment, the culmination of their dreams. They made slow, passionate, love on the beach of the private island he had given her as a wedding present for ten days. Nothing existed outside the feel of the naked bodies pressed together.
More and more images flooded my mind, none of them my own. It felt as if my brain were on fire and there was no way to get it to stop. I collapsed on the floor screaming in agony. My hands pressed tightly against my temples. Mom flashed to my side and attempted to sooth me.
Things went from bad to worse when the scent of rancid carrion wafted into the room from downstairs just as the door bell rang. Somebody flashed down the stairs and answered the door while the others held me tightly as I tried to retch up the non-existent contents of my stomach. Once the air was free of the foul stench, strength surged through me and I dislodged my captors the dove out of the closest window.
I picked a random direction then ran faster than I'd ever run before. After a few minutes, something mouthwatering drifted on the breeze. Instinctively, I followed the scent low to the ground in a hunting crouch. A mile to the East, I stopped ten yards away from four moose as the grazed lazily, unaware of any danger. My body sprung from behind its cover and I pounced on the largest of the animals. With a violent snap, the moose's neck was broken as I tore into its neck and guzzled the hot salty blood.
My arms cradled the dead animal as I rocked back and forth sobbing. I was covered head to toe in gore. Just as quickly as the sobbing started, it stopped and I found myself lost in the beautiful, vibrant, colors of my surroundings. The sound of a twig snapping was done for my benefit to let me know someone was watching. Mom's scent cocooned me seconds before her arms did. I allowed the safety she represented anchor me in reality.
"Sorry I freaked, Mom, everything is just overwhelming," I apologized.
"You are a Newborn, honey, it is to be expected. It will not always be this bad, but the Denali's and I are here to help with that. I will give you a proper introduction once you get cleaned up. Are you still thirsty," Mom commented, ending with a question.
I shook my head then she held my hand while we ran back to what I assumed was the Denali's house. After a much needed shower and change of clothes, I joined Mom and the others in the family room. Of the six other vampires, the only ones I recognized were Laurent and the curly haired blonde that I molested, much to my embarrassment, when I woke up. Mom introduced me to the others.
Tanya, the leader, was the strawberry blonde from some of the weird visions I had earlier. Her sisters were Kate, the molested, and Irina, the straight haired blonde from my visions. Laurent was introduced as Irina's mate so I congratulated them both. The last two vampires were of obvious Spanish origins, Eleazar and Carmen. Eleazar's long black hair was pulled back into a ponytail, while his mate, Carmen, wore her auburn tresses loosely about her face.
*Three Months Later*
EsPOV
It was hard to believe Bella had been a vampire for three months. She was unlike any Newborn any of us had ever seen. That was not to say there were not issues. Bella was easily distracted and suffered rapid swings of emotion, which was typical Newborn behavior. Where she differed was that she had total control of her thirst and human blood was repellent to her in every way.
The day she opened her eyes to her second life Eleazar discovered that the mental shield Bella had since she was human masked her true gift. It was a much more powerful version of Tanya's gift, similar to Aro and Edward. Tanya's was called Seduction, when she concentrated on a person she read their subconscious thoughts then embodied the victim's hidden desires to lure in her prey.
Bella's was called Compulsion. She read the subconscious thoughts of everyone and could implant suggestions to compel a person or group to do something. Like my eldest son, her power was constantly on, which is why she developed a mental shield to tune them out. A strange quirk to her shield was that she could not block out my, or Kate's, subconscious thoughts. We theorized that was because I was her mother by venom and emotion; with Kate the answer was simpler.
Over the past three months, the two young women became mates. They completed each other. Kate was Bella's sun; she constantly illuminated my daughter's world with love and Joy. Bella was Kate's moon; she reflected back the humanity that the Denali thought she had lost when she had become a vampire.
The bond between Bella and I had grown as well. Because I was the exception to her shield, we talked about everything. I was her mother in every way, and her change allowed her to be the teenager she never truly was as a human. It was impossible not to smile at how girly she acted now. Something told me that Alice, in particular, would improve of the change. My daughter could be very mature when she wanted, but she was happy being "normal."
Yesterday, I finally called Carlisle and told my husband to bring the family to Alaska. I gave explicit instructions that they were to come straight to the Denali's home instead of our own. Their plane landed an hour ago, so they would arrive any minute. I was nervous but the others agreed they needed to learn a little about Bella before they were thrust upon her.
Besides, my daughter had spent the better part of the morning in town among humans as she attempted to acclimate to their smell. So far, she had managed only to be around them for short periods of time but it weakened her control over her shield and allowed the hidden thoughts of others to leak through. Unexpected breaches of her defenses were physically painful and if they fell completely she was overwhelmed.
With her weakened from forced exposure to humans, all of us were afraid, especially Kate, were afraid how she might react to Edward. He needed to know some facts about my daughter more than the others. The only person more worried about Edward then me, was Kate. She feared that with him here, the secret we kept from Bella would be revealed and her happiness shattered. I assured her that nothing could ever separate them. Anyone that watched the two together knew that.
The sound of a car coming down the road interrupted my thoughts. In seconds I would see my Soul Mate and the rest of my family for the first time in three months. I let out a breath I had not realized that I held as the occupants of the car moved up the steps and to the door.
Alice burst through the door first, her excited energy unable to be contained any longer. She flew into my arms and squeezed me in her pixie arms. Jasper was the next to come in sending waves of calmness to his wife with each step. Rosalie and Emmett were the next to walk in. Then finally, my eyes saw what they longed for the most, my husband, my exquisite Archangel, Carlisle breezed into the room. I greeted them all in turn and when I reached my husband, he kissed me in such a manner that made me swoon. When I recovered, I noticed Edward was not with the others.
"Where is Edward," I asked fearfully.
"He said he was not in the mood to deal with Tanya's advances, so he went to our house to drop off the luggage," Carlisle replied.
A cold chill went up my spine. My worst nightmare was about to come to fruition, an already mentally taxed Bella would meet Edward without any preparation for either of them.
"She may kill him," I whispered as I flashed out the door running toward our Alaskan home, my confused family left in my wake. My senses alerted me when they started to follow.
BPOV
I had been excited all week because my family arrived today. Mom and I missed them all so much. I felt really bad that she had to leave Dad and the others behind to take care of me, so I already planned the perfect thank-you gift for her. We kids just needed to find some way to amuse ourselves tonight. Well the others needed to find something to do, I was going to surprise my girlfriend and have some fun.
Mom told me that because of the control I had over my bloodlust, she thought I'd be ready to go back to school if I learned to stomach the smell of humans. She hoped Jasper, with his gift, would be of help in that little endeavor. It was bad enough being the little sister as a human, but if Jazz used his power to help me then I'd be Baby Bella Vamp for the rest of eternity. He and Em wouldn't let me live it down and I'd never get treated as an adult.
That's why I spent the last eight hours around the rancid meat-sacks. My shield was shit at the moment but on the plus side, I bought some things that would kick playtime with my Cookie up a notch. Just the thought of all the naughty-bad fun we'd have spiked my arousal. I needed to calm down before Mom brought the others back from Tanya's place.
The scalding hot water of the shower loosened my tight muscles and helped me partially recover from my jaunt to town. I still needed to meditate to fully restore the cracks that had formed in my shield. When the water ran cold, I jumped out and toweled off then tried not to think about the bag of goodies by my bed as I got dressed. Dark wash hip-huggers, a lighter blue half-tee with a picture of Cookie Monster and his name spelled out in red crayon, a fitted denim jacket and red high-heeled ankle boots were my outfit of choice.
I decided to ease the tickle in my throat with a moose blood pop, so I made my way downstairs to the fridge. My senses told me another vampire was running to the house. The rude male had come into my home without knocking. I was already halfway to the kitchen when he spotted me. He froze for a fraction of a second and my gay-dar went ape shit. It confused me all the more when his subconscious thoughts showed that different sexual things he wanted to do to me.
He rushed to me at full vampire speed then pulled me into a possessive embrace as his lips crashed into mine. BIG. FUCKING. MISTAKE. A week after my change, I asked to see the disks Mom and Kate found at my human home. While I hadn't consciously remembered being raped, my subconscious did. I wasn't skittish around men, but it pissed me off when the touched me without my consent.
My right hand tangled in his bronze hair and I used my Newborn strength to tear him away from me then throw him through the plate glass that made up the back wall of the house. Thinking shut down, my shield collapsed and his hidden desires sparked the Newborn rage. With a fierce growl, I flew out the window and landed on top of the fool before he had recovered.
The rage wasn't satisfied with pummeling the other vampire into submission. It craved carnage and nothing would deny its pleasure. Not even the arrival of other vampires stopped me. Sounds of tearing metal were like music to my ears as one of his arms was rent from his body.
I felt a gentle tap between my eyes then my body went limp as my mind was sent into a deep trance. It was the failsafe Eleazar, Tanya and I put in place in case I lost control. In the last few months, this was the second time it needed to be used.
I watched the storm of emotion from a place of detachment. It increased in ferocity due to the constant bombardment of other peoples' subconscious thoughts. The first order of business was to repair my shield, which to my mind's eye looked like a glass dome that surrounded me. The glass had been completely shattered and floated on the raging waters that represented my subconscious.
My will focused and the various shards of glass returned to their original positions then fused together forming the completed shield. Next, an island arose from the turbulent waters as a tropical oasis formed around me. Finally, I brought the storm of emotions back under control.
I wandered through my paradise until I found the marble fountain at its heart. An ornate silver chalice sat on a pedestal beside the fountain. I picked it up and dipped it into the water then drank deeply. The cool liquid eased down my parched throat and brought a sense of serenity as it flowed through my body. I sat down, leaned against the marble and basked in the warm of sun that shown brightly overhead.
After an indeterminate amount of time, I knew I needed to return to the waking world.
When I had come out of the trance, I was ashamed that I'd lost control like the crazed Newborn that I was. My family heard me as I jumped from my window and ran to my thinking spot. They were going to hate me now.