I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS, THEY ALL BELONG TO STEPHANIE MEYER, I AM MAKING NO MONEY OUT OF THIS STORY AND AM ONLY WRITING IT FOR THE ENJOYMENT OF MYSELF AND IT'S READERS. ALL CREDIT FOR THE ORIGINAL CHARACTERS AND STORY GOES TO STEPHENIE MEYER.

'Victoria?' Jasper said in disbelief.

Peter's shoulders tensed in front of my face as he recognised the name I had told him, and he pulled his arm tighter around my waist, I couldn't help but notice how nice he smelled. Snap out of it Bella for Christ's sake!

She cackled sounding almost insane, 'It was all too easy to follow her scent here,' she told Peter, leaning to the side to try and get a better view of me huddled behind Peter.

'She has a debt to pay,' Victoria told Peter, 'so hand her over and we can be out of here.'

'Not a chance,' Peter growled, his arms becoming even tighter around me if that was possible.

'What debt is that then?' Jasper asked, trying to stall.

'A mate for a mate, my mate was killed by Edward, so it's only fair I get to kill her,' Victoria explained as if it all meant perfect sense.

While Jasper was distracting her I could almost hear the cogs turning in Peter's head, trying to think of a way he could get us out of here.

'I see two problems with what you just said there,' Jasper said casually, Victoria raised an eyebrow indicating for him to go on.

'Well firstly, Edward didn't kill James, I did.' Victoria's fists visibly clenched, 'Secondly,' Jasper said holding up two fingers, 'Edward isn't her mate, and they haven't been together in almost a year.'

This stopped Victoria in her tracks, she obviously hadn't realized this.

'You killed James?' She said her voice barely below a screech.

Before anyone had a chance to react she flew at Jasper, her hands going for his neck.

I found myself stumbling backward as Peter let go of me and charged toward Victoria to defend his brother.

In seconds Peter had her pinned against the wall by her neck, with Jasper flanking him. She seemed to slump in a way that suggested surrender so Peter loosened his grip on her.

That was a big mistake.

Not a moment later Victoria had pushed herself back off the wall, and used her feet, kicking Peter in the stomach, to push him off her, sending him flying into the kitchen ceiling.

He landed on flat on his back and sat up looking stunned, without thinking I ran over to him, checking he was okay, turning my back on Victoria in the process.

Second big mistake.

In the time it had taken me to run over to Peter, where I was now frantically checking him over, Victoria had slipped past Jasper and had pounced on me before Jasper could call my name and warn me.

Before I knew it I was air born, Victoria had grabbed me by the back of my top and flung me backwards before Peter or Jasper could stop her.

I hit the wall with enough force to make the plaster crack, and there was a searing pain that started in my head and travelled through my neck into my back.

I felt a sticky wetness at the back of my head and realized that it was my own blood.

I noticed vaguely that Jasper and Peter now had the upper hand on Victoria and was in the process of dismembering her, Jasper having pulled a lighter out of his pocket and set a fire outside the door.

I don't know how long I lay there, feeling the blood pouring from my body too quickly and listening to Victoria's metallic screams as Peter and Jasper pulled her apart and threw her limbs onto the fire.

I realized I had broken my neck when I tried to lift my arm to staunch the blood seeping from my head, but found I couldn't move any of my limbs.

It felt like hours, when in reality it was probably less than a minute, until Peter and Jasper rushed over me, worry and despair written all over their faces.

Jasper turned to Peter, 'you have to do it or we're gonna lose her.'

Peter nodded quickly, I had no idea what they were talking about, do what? Lose who? I felt myself gradually slipping away, the pain starting to fade.

'I'm so sorry Darlin',' Peter whispered before sinking his teeth into my neck, injecting venom into my veins.

He repeated this process on my arms, my legs and over my heart.

All too quickly the feeling of peace lifted and a fire began slowly burning in my veins. I began to scream, moan, cry and writhe, nothing brought me any relief.

Then I realized they'd turned me.

Time began to cease meaning as the flames continued to lick through my body.

Seconds rolled into minutes into hours until I lost track of how long it had been since the fire started. I tried to keep track of time, but the pain became too much and I lost my count.

I was aware when someone picked me up and placed me on a bed, but the fabrics weren't as comfortable as they once were. The threads scratched against my skin.

Peter sat by my side the whole time holding my hand and dabbing a wet cloth against my forehead in an attempt to cool the fire. I lost count of the amount of times I asked Peter to kill me, and every time he rubbed my hand and shushed me.

Jasper popped in and out reassuring Peter and trying to take away the pain with his gift, which never worked, and I found listening to their conversations helped distract me from the pain.

'Peter, you've got to stop worrying so much, she's gonna be fine, brilliant even.'

'What if I did it wrong though, what if she turns out wrong?'

'Look at her for Christ's sake, she's beautiful, and she's becoming more so by the second, she's gonna be okay brother.'

With the little energy I had I squeezed the hand that was holding mine to reassure him. I knew he felt it as I heard his sharp intake of breath and felt him squeeze back.

The venom began to replace the cells in my body, coating my veins and bones; the change was beginning to take effect.

Slowly I began to notice that my hearing was improving, I could hear Jasper moving about down the hall, and my mind was able to focus more sharply, I began counting the seconds again.

I also found that I could focus on more than one thing at a time, I could count the seconds that were passing, count Peter's unnecessary breaths and know what room of the house Jasper was in.

Eventually the fire began to subside, it was slow and almost unnoticeable at first, I thought at first that my mind was playing tricks on me. It started at my toes, slowly crawling its way up my body.

Eventually as the fire began to cease around my chest my heart began to pound frantically, feeling like it was about to take off. My body began to arch off the bed as the pounding got impossibly faster.

Then it stopped.

Just like that my heart stopped, the pain faded completely and my body slumped back onto the bed.

I took an experimental breath and realized I could taste the air around me, the dust particles floating around me, breathing wasn't necessary but it was a soothing process all the same.

I could smell everything around me, Peter's scent of cinnamon and pine, which I found comforting, and Jasper's scent of vanilla and chocolate.

I heard Jasper walk into the room and noted that neither of them were breathing. They had heard my heart stop and were waiting for me to open my eyes. I felt Peter squeeze my hand again in a reassuring manner.

I let my eyelids flutter and looked at the world as a vampire for the first time.

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