Chapter VII Explanations and Revelations

"Listen Bella you have been missing for 4 days. Then you washed ashore just as I was jogging. I found you. And that strange buzzing you notice was me and Adam. You are like us. We can feel each other. You are immortal."

"Huh?" I could not comprehend.

He proceeded to tell me the whole shtick. Even cut himself to prove it. I was fascinated. Then he asked if I was hungry. That somehow brought me back to reality.

"No." I felt panicked. " Oh god no. What did I do to you to deserve this. " I questioned looking up at the heavens. "Why I couldn't I just die. And go away"

I broke down sobbing. Screaming cursing. Crying. Hard. Duncan held me all the while. And I looked at him.

"Please take my head. Please I beg you. I don't want to live. I don't. Please kill me. I am finished with this life. Just kill me please I beg you." I pleaded, begged.

"No Isabella" Duncan said gently.

I looked at Adam who I dimly knew was actually called methos. " Will you. Please"

He looked at me. Then said: " I will help you to be finished with your life but I will not kill you. I propose you also give you friends the maximum amount of closure. Then you can start anew. And you will never ever be Isabella Marie Swan again." I remembered my dream his words echoed to me. I am death and I shall bring you peace.

First I opened my mouth to protest then I decided otherwise and consented. Remembering my dream.

The plan was hatched. They would shove a dagger into my heart break it of an leave it there. A police officer they knew would write the according report of Duncan calling it in. A doctor contact of theirs working in a morgue. Declared me dead by drowning. Charlie was apparently called down to identify me. Duncan and Adam posed as the guys that found my body. And so it happened that I had a funeral and was buried.

Adam and Duncan came by a week later to dig up my grave and remake it. And so I was really truly dead to everyone. I had given my friends closure.

Apparently a lot of people came to my funeral. They told me it was sunny. That was good. That way the Cullens where sure not to attend. Not that hey would be likely to care. They were probably to distracted.

Duncan and Methos asked me if I wanted to know more. I declined and would continue to decline. That wasn't me that was another girl. That girl died.