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Authors note: Sorry for being suck a dick and cutting the chapter off short. I will be uploading the other half of this chapter later today, so don't worry.
Authors note II: Sorry about the wait between uploads, I needed some inspiration. I'll try and update every day, if not that I'll try not to extend past 2 days between uploads.
The problem was that Charlie's mustang wasn't fully equipped, as he had originally thought. At such high speeds the overbearing friction eventually wore out the rubber in the tires completely.
The heat gets so great in fact that Charlie's tires seemed to materialize into nothing.
Spinning out of control Charlie tries to control it but it doesn't work. Had Charlie not been speeding it wouldn't have made a difference.
Bella – in the backseat – couldn't get her seat belts on fast enough.
The blue mustang had been built to withstand bullets – not kinetic friction, which could destroy almost anything when the correct amount of pressure is applied.
Luckily – or more like unluckily – Bella managed to get all 12 individual seat belts wrapped and secured around her.
Bella stuffs her backpack under her legs hoping that would be enough to prevent it from flying out the window.
Unfortunately it's not enough. The windows of the mustang weren't built for crashing into a solid inverted concrete slope at over 150 miles per hour.
At first impact a horrendous screeching sound could be heard – metal long abused, Charlie had no real love for cars, being totally obliterated against unyielding several hundred feet thick concrete.
The metal surrounding the engine crumpled – completely freeing the engine. Oh what a tragedy if only Charlie had stopped to talk to the people chasing him.
The fact was Charlie hadn't meant to speed off – he wanted to talk to Renee; he just didn't know why he had speed off past them.
Charlie – seriously distressed before the mustang hits the dam – wishes he hadn't been so reckless. Charlie's police training taught him better than this.
Fortunately after the car first hits the dam, it bounces back.
Unfortunately it bounces back right in the middle of a waiting convoy of SWAT retrieval team members and small watercraft.
Charlie would conclude – later once he regains consciousness – to the police that her never meant to hit the dam.
The dam Charlie hit was under reconstruction.
The structure could have held if Charlie hadn't punctured a very small – but very real hole into the concrete.
The dam wasn't very strong – then again it didn't need to be – the only thing the dam was preventing against was a narrow small stream.
The stream was situated in a very narrow canyon. This led to the dam to be constructed of a lighter material – since there wasn't that much to defend against.
The stream – while containing a substantial amount of water – was spread over several miles.
The bulk of the water was contained half a mile upriver. This was apparently a safe distance for the dam builders to put their apparition of construction.
If the builders of the dam had any sense they would have know the pushing power of the river Phoenix.
The river Phoenix ran in a straight line – water would always flow north to south, or south to north if the poles ever changed.
Then again if earth's magnetic poles ever changed the earth's atmosphere would be temporarily suspended and could dissipate completely. This could cause the earth to be assaulted by uninhibited and deadly gamma radiation.
Everything should be fine – the dam wouldn't collapse suddenly.
"Get out of the vehicle you two. There's nowhere else to run. Give up." Paul says through a black megaphone.
"Ha…like I'll ever give up." Charlie says inside the mustang – which still holds its shape despite the entire front end now lying embedded into the concrete of dam Phoenix.
"Dad? My arm hurts…never mind it feels better." Bella says.
"Then why did you even say anything Bella?" Charlie says.
Bella stays silent. When Charlie tries to look to Bella to see what's wrong – he finds Bella hiding her left arm.
"Hi dad." Bella says with a tired smile.
"Are you okay Bella? Why are you hiding your left arm?" Charlie says in denial of what he can clearly see.
"Why Charlie I thought you were a little more observant." Bella says turning so her left shoulder is facing Charlie. "I don't have a left arm anymore."
"No Bella you have one, no really you do." Charlie says. "That's not important right now. We need to get you out of here."
"I'm sorry dad." Bella says. "About the arm thing, I'm kidding."
"Why would you do that?" Charlie says.
"I'm tired dad, and I just cant deal with this right now." Bella says and the door on her side is ripped off.
Voices could be heard from below shouting, "Monster! Monster! Monster!"
"Why hello there. Didn't expect to run into you here…Bella darling." Jane says.
Bella looks at the ancient vampire standing next to her outside the car, holding the door aloft for everyone to see.
"Hi." Bella says. "I don't really know you but…what did you use to pop that door off?"
'Wow she really doesn't remember. That's good.' Jane thinks to herself.