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When Twilight Ends

Something is happening in the small, sleepy town of Forks, Washington. Something unexplainable. Something dangerous. Something evil. Under the cover of darkness it strikes without warning, killing in the most savage fashion. No one knows where it comes from. No one knows when it will happen again. Bella's transformation is slowly slipping closer, no longer shadowed by visible danger. But something has been overlooked-a loose end had been left undone, an error gone unnoticed. And now, it has been set loose. The Cullens, the Werewolves, and Bella are now racing time to stop the destruction reeking havoc upon the little world of Forks. Only one knows the key to unlocking the deadly secrets, only one knows the truth. As the seconds tick by, Edward finds himself amidst a dangerous plot and he is forced to make a decision that could change the path of destiny and forever. But will he make the right choice? Even if it meant sacrificing what is most sacred to him? Author's note: Look guys,I've been trying really hard to work on this story....but I've been sick alot lately. I have an immune deficency that causes me to have to go to the hospital often...its hard to type when i'm all tubed up on a hospital bed. I'm sorry....but i've started working on it again, so it should be up soon.

This is my first actuall Twilight story and I hope you enjoy it! It is what I think should happen after the events of Eclispe and some. Please read and review! *Rated for further chapters*

3. Why?

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She was like a curious kitten with large, interested eyes. Her dark pupils were contracted in the yellow light of the lamp, accentuating the bloody redness of her irises. She sat cross-legged on the white carpeted floor, hands in her lap, and alert eyes watching me carefully. A light blue tee shirt hung over her excessively thin frame and she wore khaki shorts that looked like it used to belong to Alice when she had been in her tomboy mode. The room was silent, void of any interaction. I had gained most of my strength back and a lot of grumpiness. I didn't want to be the babysitter but Carlisle and Esme had insisted and who was I to decline so rudely?

I reclined on the couch, with arms crossed and a moody expression. I watched her through narrowed slits as she stared at me openly. Finally, I couldn't take it any more: "Why are you staring at me?" I grinded between clenched teeth, staring condescendingly down at her while she picked at frayed strands of the carpet.

Addy cocked her head; her dark curls bobbing with the movement. "Why not?"

"Because it is very rude." I snapped back, letting my head fall back against the cushion of the couch. I stared at the erratic patterns in the ceiling and I began to count the tiny cracks etched into the plaster.

"Rude?" she asked, undeterred by my attitude and lack of kindness. I averted my eyes from the ceiling and glowered at her again.

"Yes, rude,"


"Why?" I echoed with a sigh of frustration, squeezing my eyes shut tightly. "Because," I answered in a whisper, hoping the annoying newborn would take a hint and beat it.

Addy was silent for a couple moments as she contemplated this and for a brief second I thought I had gotten her to leave me alone. I let out a sigh of relief and content when she said nothing else. But when I opened my eyes, I jumped slightly. Her freckled face was only inches away from mine so that the tips of our noses almost touched. Her face looked concentrated. "Because why?"

I put a hand on her face, my fingers splaying over her cheeks, covering her mouth and nose with my palm and gently, but firmly, gave me some distance. "Because it just is," I repeated gruffly.

"I don't understand," Addy had raised her voice slightly so that it just barely echoed off the living room walls. "Why?"


Her eyebrows furrowed and she scrunched her nose at me in the most ridiculous fashion. "Well, why is it because?" she asked loudly, determined to receive a straight answer.

I let a low growl rumble deep in my chest; I was feeling exceptionally aggravated, "Because it can make others feel uncomfortable." I said with a nasty glare, clenching my teeth when I said the word uncomfortable.

Addy fell back on her haunches, stumped by my answer. Relieved once again, I closed my eyes, stretching out my legs to their full extent.

"Un-com-fort-able?" she enunciated the word with precise carefulness, breaking through the deep silence once more.

I grunted but offered no reply.

Suddenly, I felt weight on both my legs and my eyes flashed open. Addy had both hands on my ankles and she looked up at me with an intense perplexity. "But why?"

I clenched my fists tightly to keep from ripping out my hair and stood stiffly, snarling at her before stalking out. They had left me here alone with her, the traitors. I needed my rest. I needed to relax. I let out a dark chuckle as I stomped my way to the kitchen. To hell with that. I wanted to be with Bella. I didn't need to rest like one of Carlisle's hospital patients who had drank too much and had a serious hang over the next day.

We, meaning Bella and I, had both received several hours of recovering until Carlisle had randomly announced that the storm was getting worse and Bella had to get back to Charlie for he was likely to panic because the phone lines were down, disabling any phone communication. At least the ones with wires. Our cell phones worked perfectly fine but of course, Bella's father felt no need to stay with the twenty-first century.

Of course, the moment they left the storm settled until there was almost sunlight splitting through the clouds. Alice said it was only the deep breath before the storm. I scoffed at that, though knew I shouldn't doubt Alice when it came to her visions that dealt with the weather.

Just then, my tiny phone buzzed and I felt a slight vibration in my pocket. I flashed it to my ear. "Hello?" I answered anxiously. Over the phone, I couldn't hear anyone's thoughts, which bothered me immensely.

"Edward," Alice breathed. Her soft words sounded as though they were edged with suppressed tension.

"Alice what's wrong?" I asked raggedly, alarmed, turning my heel to head for the front door. I was ready to bolt to them at the first word of trouble, Addy or no Addy.

On the other side of the line, Alice giggled slightly. "Nothing really."

"Really?" I asked sourly in a sarcastic voice. "Is Bella alright?"

"Actually, we're bringing her back."

I perked up at the news. At least I'll have something to look forward to today.

She continued: "It seems that Charlie is stuck in La Push and all power is out at their house. So we grabbed her some fresh clothes... that reminds me...I have to take Addy shopping for some real clothes; she looks so degraded in the ones that Esme let her borrow. Don't let me forget, okay?"

"Humph." Was all I gave her.

"What? Are you two alright?" her voice immediately grew serious. She waited as I paused, wondering how I should answer the question she offered. I headed back to the living room, hearing the buzz of the television.

"Just that she's driving me insane! She never stops asking questions-" I stopped when I rounded the corner. Addy was perched on the sofa, her whole body leaning forward until she was balancing precariously on the cushions. She stared unblinkingly at the TV screen, her hands clasped together. For a moment I didn't move, lowering my voice even more. "Is that normal? You know I don't remember Rosalie or Emmett asking so many idiotic questions."

"I hope your not overreacting, Edward." Alice snorted on the other side of the line. "What, do you have some law against asking questions? Maybe you should slap Bella next time she asks a stupid question."

I heard a faint ‘what?' in the background that sounded a lot like Bella's indignant voice. A smile pressed on the corners of my mouth., dimming the sudden defensiveness that welled up in me.

"Are you trying to imply that-" I spun back around and gasped, the phone dropping from my fingers.

Addy was standing there, staring at me with that familiar cocked head. She raised her right hand and there, cradled in her palm, was the cell phone. "Edward?" the cell phone squawked at me. "Edward? Are you still there? Edward?"

Slowly, cautiously, I plucked the tiny phone from Addy's palm. I raised it back to my ear. "Hello?" I croaked, still staring wide-eyed at the newborn. She stared back at me, her bloody red eyes reflecting the faint break of light bouncing in from the window. Her gaze was unwavering and almost unnerving.

"Did you just hang up on me?" Alice stipulated when I put the phone back to my ear, sounding completely incredulous.

"No." I answered softly, slowly with a slight apprehension. I began edging my way around Addy and, then, loping my way back towards the stairs. I was seeking the solitude of my bedroom and the pounding of music reverberating off the walls.

For a couple seconds Alice was silent, "are you alright?" she asked finally, sounding worried for the first time.

"I'm fine," I glanced back at Addy and found she was still standing on the threshold, watching me retreat. She didn't seem to have moved. "What about Bella? Is she going to be alright?"

The light humor returned to my sister's voice. "She's perfectly fine-even Carlisle said so. See...tell him Carlisle..."

I heard a sudden shift and heard Carlisle say from a slight distance. "She's fine, Edward."

I rolled my eyes, and started to speak in a sarcastic tone: "Why, thanks Alice-" I gasped again, but this time managing to hang on to the phone. Addy was in front of me, standing on the first step, which I was about to mount. "Alice, just hold one damn second."


I lowered the phone and covered the mouthpiece, glaring at the young, vampire girl. "Stop it!" I hissed through gritted teeth, straining to keep my voice low so not to cause any alarm on Alice's part.

Addy blinked and her forehead creased slightly. "Stop what?" she asked innocently, looking confused.

"Freaking me out!"

She blinked but didn't say anything else, her confusion seemed to have doubled. I brought the phone back to my ear, giving her a frigid stare that was enough to freeze any regular human, though it didn't seem to have any effect on the small newborn. "Alice, I have to go. I'll see you in a bit."

"Edward, but wait-"

I hung up on her and pocketed the phone. "You," I accused with a pointed finger. The tiny vampire flinched slightly. "Stop following me. Go watch TV or something."

"Why?" she sputtered, stomping her foot on the wooden step. "What did I do?"

I turned on my heel and stalked out of the room, feeling Addy's bewildered eyes follow me, even when I was out of sight. I have to call Carlisle now, he needed to know we were housing a pixie from hell.

And there she was, sending another jolt of unease through my veins, standing in the middle of the kitchen. Brilliant beams of sunlight burst through the line of windows, dancing across her wild curls and shattering against her skin, throwing rainbows across the ceramic tiling. Her lips parted slightly, like she meant to speak but I cut her off angrily.

I snarled viciously, "I told you to leave me alone!" I shouted, not even bothering to keep my voice low. "How do you keep doing that? Why do you keep doing that?!"

Addy blinked once, her eyes wide with no hint of comprehension. She stared at me as though waiting for me to say something else, pressing her lips into a thin, stubborn line.

And I did: "What did I just tell you-you...exasperating girl! GO!"

She still didn't move. Her eyebrow furrowed ever so slightly. She even tightened her eyes slightly; I could see that I was upsetting her but I didn't care.

"Do I have to spell it out for you? Go-a-way!"

Addy cocked her head, "Why?"

"That's does it," I marched over to her tiny form, scooped her up and tucked her under my left arm. That word was now a curse and my vocabulary. For a moment she tried to wiggle free but was unsuccessful. "You are going to watch television and you are going to let me have some peace."

"Jasper?" she asked, ignoring me completely and insultingly.

"No, I'm Edward." I corrected hotly. I was definitely not Jasper.

"Edward," she began as her thin, dangling arms swung slightly while I carried her swiftly back to the living room. "Where are you from?"

"Hell," I hissed, striding unrelentingly to the couch.

"What's that?"

I planted her firmly in the middle of the couch, blowing off her ridiculous question, and flipped on the screen, revealing the five o'clock news. "Now STAY!"

She opened her mouth to speak once more.

"Because I said so!" I spoke before she was even able to speak. I may not be able to read her mind, but I was definitely able to predict what she was going to say.

I slouched back to the kitchen and pulled out my silver phone. I punched in Carlisle's number and he answered on the first ring.

"I'm going to kill her," I snapped into the receiver without any pretense.

There was a pause: "I'm sorry?"

"That newborn.... Seriously, Carlisle, if your theory is correct about us bringing our strongest human traits into this life, than dodo over here must have been mentally handicapped."

Another pause, then: "Is everything alright? Are you still feeling out of it?"

"That isn't funny," I said moodily. "I'm not playing, that-that newborn has me ready to go hurling off a cliff."

Again, another pause and I tapped my foot impatiently. Finally, Carlisle said: "Edward, is something wrong?" he asked again.

It was my turn to be silent, not being able to find the right words to say without sounding like a complete lunatic. Slowly, I sank to the kitchen floor against the wall, propped one elbow up on my knee and rested my forehead in my left hand. "Carlisle, is it just me or is the world going a little nuts?"

"I'm...not following you."

I looked up briefly and jumped. Addy was only inches away, sitting with her legs crossed and her arms folded in her lap. I put a hand over the phone. "I told you to stop doing that!" I snarled. She only blinked. "Evaporate...NOW!"

Addy's lip stuck out in a brief pout, than she rose in a flash and darted from the room. I sighed in relief.

"Edward?" Carlisle was asking, "Are you still there?"

"Carlisle, I think I'm finally losing it...I remember a similar case we studied in medical school-too much stress and the mind goes spiraling into a twisted reality. You following me?"

"Maybe his brain was affected," came Rosalie's sneering voice from the background. I felt the hackles rise on the back of my neck.

"Carlisle, I heard that. Tell her to say that again-no, I dare her to say that again...see what happens when she gets home."

Carlisle's voice came agitated. "Grow up you two."

I lowered my voice, realizing how crazy I really did sound and tried to present a rational case. "Carlisle, you really have to listen to me...she's just unnatural."

"Edward, she's a vampire."

"Carlisle, I'm not an idiot." I huffed. "I know what a vampire is-I've been one for over a hundred years."

"I'm sorry, then. Please continue."

"It's just the way she acts. It's like she's trying to be a vampire. It creeps me out."

"Creeps you out?" he asked with a hint of amusement.

"I know I sound crazy and maybe it is just my imagination, but, well, I can't see her-"

"She's invisible?" Carlisle's voice sounded confused.

"No, let me finish!" I drew in a deep breath before answering: "I mean, I can't see her thoughts at all. I close my eyes and concentrate and the only thing that appears is darkness."

"I thought we already went through this..."

I stood and walked slowly towards the living room. "I know, I know...it's just doesn't seem clear, I mean Alice can't see her future...Jasper can't detect or control her feelings and I can't hear her thoughts. It's like she's an illusion-like she doesn't exist....something that was dreamed up...."

I froze, horror creeping into my body. "Oh...my...god."

I dropped the phone, oblivious to Carlisle calling my name. "Addy, what-have-you-done?" I rasped, unable to find a real voice.

Addy looked at me, innocence nearly dripping from her body. "What's this?" she held out her hand, displaying the pearl white of a key from my sacred piano.

I wanted to slap myself or her or just somebody. I snatched the broken key from her hand and examined it closely. "It's now your death penalty! I'm going to kill you for this!" Okay, I just needed to remain calm and rational. I will not let this thing get the best of me. Calm...calm...

Addy looked bewildered. "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean what do I mean?" I moaned with a cracking voice. "Is this the only one you broke off?" I struggled to maintain a reasonable amount of coherency.

I looked at Addy and waited for a response. Slowly, she shook her head. "There was a black one, too."

I practically flew to the victim and gaped in blank horror. The piano looked natural enough from behind but, now, looking at the keyboard, I could see erratic keys missing. A white one here, a black one there... It was like a black and white horror movie! I spun back around and nearly stumbled backwards. She was right there, eyes wide, leaning in to study the piano as well.

"Why did you do this?" I asked in rage, shaking the broken piece in her face. "Why?"

Her bottom lip trembled and she reached a tentative hand to stroke an untouched key. "I didn't mean to break it," she whispered. With her other hand, she held out the rest of the pieces to me pleadingly.

I gathered the remaining pieces to my chest with trembling hands pausing ceremoniously before quickly trying to fit them back into place. "I can't believe this...how stupid can you get?" I mumbled to myself, slowly counting back from ten in my head, curbing the urge to fly into a killing spree. But I could feel my control slipping and my cauldron of emotions starting to boil over.

Behind me, Addy began talking as though this was the most natural thing in the world. "I'm not from hell, like you are...a Doctor made me..."

I turned her with deadly slowness. "What?" I demanded hoarsely, desperately.

For a moment, we stared at each other and I could feel my sudden emotions simmering out. Her eyes were pleading me to do something and I couldn't help but soften up from her helpless look. "What?" I asked more calmly, swallowing hard.

She hesitated and looked carefully around the room, as though checking to see if anyone else was in here, hiding. Than she looked back at me, her eyes losing there charm and becoming completely serious.

Her jaw trembled and she drew closer to me and I bent so I could see her more clearly. "Addy, what is it?"

"I don't know,"

"Addy, you said something about a doctor."

"I said I don't know!"

I narrowed my eyes slightly. The room was completely silent. As though the earth had taken time to pause and hold its breath for this one moment. "What doctor?"

She clamped her mouth shut, her glistening teeth digging into her lip. She was refusing to speak of anything else. My face twitched as I fought another bout of rage sputtering up in my chest. Knowing I needed to walk away and I threw the useless pieces of the piano to the floor where they scattered sparsely on the carpet.

"I'll see you in hell,"

As I marched up the staircase I vaguely heard her whisper. "See you there."