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Broken Love

Summary:
A vampire is searching for the Cullens. What surprises them is that she is only trying to find them for Jasper. She is his long lost love from when he was human. Grief stricken, she has wandered for nearly a century and a half searching for the love of her existence, not even knowing if he still exists. Then she sees something in her visions that are much more accurate then Alice's. The Voltri are sending an army of newborns to destroy the Cullens who are, in their opinion, growing to strong. Now things start to get complicated. Chapter nine is up! This story is now complete. Read my sequel, Broken Souls! Chapter 9: "I knew that I could make it through anything as long as Seth was by my side."


Notes:
This is my first actually story with chapters so review review review please! And remember I DO NOT own any of these characters or places besides Emily Adeline!


9. Chapter 9: The Funeral and Visions of Nadalie

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Chapter 9: The Funeral and Visions of Nadalie

The snow was turning to rain. It seemed like the sky was crying right along with us. Raindrops hit my upturned face and mingled with my tears. It made it look like the Cullens were crying too.

The sky roared out its pain in claps of thunder and flashes of lightning. The thunder mingled with the howls of Seth, Alice, and I (the other werewolves had left a while ago) and the cries of the other Cullens.

We’d been out here mourning Esme for hours. Carlisle had long ago collected Esme’s ashes into a jar. He was taking it worse then anybody else. About an hour ago he had stopped destroying things, roaring in anger, and sobbing dry sobs. He had lain down on the slushy ground and not moved since. He didn’t even breathe. He looked like a dead corpse.

I sighed and stopped howling. Exhaustion crashed over me and I wished that I could sleep, pass out, die, fade away, or have a vision. I wanted something to help me escape the unbearable pain that came from both me and those around me. Nothing was going to happen though.

Two days later I stared at the casket that contained nothing but ashes as it was lowered into the grave. I let myself cry some more. The rest of the Cullens stared ahead blankly except for Rosalie. She hadn’t been able to hold it in and had collapsed, bawling hysterically.

“Goodbye Mom.” I whispered, “Goodbye to the woman who taught me about sacrifice and motherhood. I’ll never forget you.” I almost laughed as I continued, “See you in heaven.” My tiny smile quickly vanished, “If I make it.”

I looked over at Carlisle. His face was full of an ancient sadness that broke my heart. He nodded once and I stepped forward. I began to sing ‘Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again’ from The Phantom of the Opera. My voice rang out pure and clear despite my tears.

“You were once my one companion. You were all that mattered. You were once a friend and *mother, then my world was shattered. Wishing you were somehow here again. Wishing you were somehow near. Sometimes it seemed if I just dreamed, somehow you would be here. Wishing I could hear your voice again, knowing that I never would. Dreaming of you won't help me to do all that you dreamed I could. Passing bells and sculpted angels, cold and monumental, seem, for you, the wrong companions - you were warm and gentle. Too many years fighting back tears, why can't the past just die? Wishing you were somehow here again, knowing we must say goodbye. Try to forgive, teach me to live. Give me the strength to try. No more memories, no more silent tears. No more gazing across the wasted years. Help me say goodbye.” My voice faded away and there was silence.

When the funeral was completely over Bella left to visit her father’s grave. I hadn’t found out until today that Bella’s father, Charlie Swan, had died while she was in the second day of her transformation. She had to miss his funeral because she was to blood crazed. Because of this the werewolves had agreed to let the Cullens stay in Forks without complaints about the broken treaty. Bella was suffering so much that they just couldn’t be heartless enough to start a war.

Bella disguised herself to cover up any resemblance she had to her human self every time that she went out in public. The town was under the impression that Edward had found himself a new girl since Bella supposedly died. Why they didn’t leave they weren’t sure. There was something about Forks that kept them here. There was something magical about the tiny town.

I turned to leave but someone tugged on my hand. It was Seth, his large eyes full of worry. I slowly shook my head and he understood. He pulled me into a hug before letting me go.

I needed alone time to get away from everyone else’s emotional pain, left only with my own. All of my senses seemed more magnified then usual as I raced through the forest. I could hear the steady heartbeat of a nearby squirrel thumping like thunder in my ears. I could taste the sweet yet shocking taste of my venom as I listened to that heartbeat. My eyes could pick out the patterns of individual blades of grass and I could smell a hiker on the trail miles away. I could even feel the coolness of each gust of wind.

I plopped down with a sigh. At that moment the reality of what had happened hit me so hard I was on my hands and knees gasping. Esme was honestly and truly gone. I shook from head to toe, whimpering. I imagined her motherly face with her loving smile and concerned eyes.

I’d missed her, and I’d mourned her but it had all seemed very dream like. Now it was suddenly reality. Esme had always been there when we needed a shoulder to cry on. She watched after her adopted children like she was our real mother. Some of us had been without a family, broken, and abused. Some had been angry, cursed, and unloved. Yet she took care of us all. She gave us a home and love.

Suddenly a familiar mind and an almost silent snap of a twig pulled me out of my pain. Someone was coming. My head snapped up and my gold eyes met Jacob’s black ones. He stared at me with genuine surprise.

“Sorry.” He said, turning to leave.

“Wait!” I cried, suddenly desperate for company.

“Yes?” he tilted his head curiously to the side.

“Please stay!” I begged.

Jacob hesitated and stared at me for a moment. Finally he nodded and came to sit next to me. His face was a calm mask, trying to hide his emotions. Seeing as I can read minds it did him no good. His mind was swirling with curiosity as to why I’d asked him to stay and sadness over something I couldn’t quite see.

“D-d-did you g-go to the, the, f-f-funeral?” I stuttered between sobs.

“No. I know that it’s selfish but...” he trailed off.

“Yes?” I whispered, managing not to stutter this time.

“Well,” his calm mask twisted into pain, “I just got over her. Seeing her at the fight opened that wound again. I don’t think I could stand seeing that face another time.” He shuttered.

I didn’t have to read minds to know that he was talking about Bella. I put a twitching arm around his large shoulders and sucked in a shaky breath, no longer crying. Jacob noticed and seemed to realize just how close I was to falling apart.

“Emy, your a mess.” He said.

“You think?” I mumbled.

Then I burst into tears again. Jacob hugged me in a comforting way and even though I was grateful for his attempt I wished Seth was in his place. This made me cry harder. I should have asked him to come. I was about to go into a completely insane freak out but something stopped me.

There was something warm. It filled me up inside and stopped my tears. I felt her presence. It felt like Esme was standing right next to me. I just couldn’t see her. It may have been my imagination but I thought I heard her gentle voice too.

“Be strong Emily.” It said.

The presence slowly disappeared but the warmth still burned inside of me. It gave me hope. It made me a little happy. I actually smiled. Jacob was looking at my odd expression with confusion. My face showed both sadness and gladness at the same time.

“Uh, you alright?” he asked.

“I think I am.” I said surprised, “Thanks Jacob. I’m going to go find Seth.”

***

“Here’s the last one,” said Alice as she carried out a cardboard box.

Now that Esme was gone the Cullens just couldn’t stand to live in Forks anymore. They were off to another sunless town and I wasn’t coming with them. I was staying with Seth. I would really miss them though.

Then Alice dropped the box and stiffened. Her eyes became unfocused. I realized that she was having a vision. I was debating on whether or not I should read her mind when I was also swept away in the vision.

Seth and I were sitting on a couch in an unfamiliar home. Seth was reading the newspaper with the date, February 20, 2010. So this was about two years and a month away. A ring glittered on my hand. We were married.

I was holding a beautiful little dark haired baby girl in my arms. The doorbell rang and I handed the baby to Seth. When I pulled open the door Nadalie staggered into the room.

“Nadalie? Are you alright?” I asked.

Her eyes were completely white and focused on me. She pulled back her lips in a snarl and I saw that all of her teeth were incredibly sharp little fangs. Suddenly my arm was in her mouth and she bit down hard. I screamed.

The baby was crying as Seth bounded across the room to place it in a baby swing. Then he leapt over the couch and on top of Nadalie with a roar of fury. He ripped her off of me and threw her through the door. She flew into a tree but got easily to her feet. A clear liquid dripped from her lips and I realized that it came from me. Nadalie hissed then turned and ran.

Seth helped me to my feet, asking if I was alright. I nodded and he examined the teeth marks on my arm. He left the room and came back with a roll of gauze. He wrapped some around my arm before pulling me into a hug. After a minute or so he let me go. I went to go get the bawling baby. Seth went outside to call the pack.

The vision ended. Alice, Edward, Bella, and I all stared at each other. Each of our faces was stunned.

“Two years.” Alice said.

“We had a baby.” I whispered.

“What was Nadalie?!” exclaimed Edward.

“What was she drinking out of you?” Bella gasped, staring at me.

“What’s going on?” Carlisle asked.

The four of us quickly explained the vision. The others all stared at us in horror. Carlisle nodded slowly. He looked ver tired.

“Nadalie will become a vampire slayer,” he said, “They are immune to any vampire’s extra powers and they thirst for our souls the way we do for blood. Their thirst is much stronger though. It’s completely impossible for them to ignore it.”

“They thirst for our souls!!??” Jasper asked.

“Yes,” Carlisle replied, “That’s what the clear stuff Nadalie was sucking out of Emily was. She was drinking Emily’s soul. Had she drunken it all you would have been destroyed.”

“So we really do have souls?” Edward said.

“Yes.” Carlisle answered.

“Do vampire slayers drink human souls too?” Emmett wondered.

“No. They only drink vampire souls. Nadalie will be the third vampire slayer to ever exist. The other two were destroyed.” Carlisle said.

“How do you destroy a vampire slayer?” asked Rosalie.

“You suck out all of its blood.” Carlisle answered.

“What about the baby? Seth and I had a baby. Can that happen?” I asked.

“It’s unheard of.” Carlisle replied.

“Maybe you adopted one.” Bella suggested.

“Possible.” I agreed.

“Are we still leaving? We can’t let Emily fight this thing herself.” Emmett said.

Carlisle thought a minute. “Two years,” he said, “We’ll return in two years.”

I watched them leave with sadness. Then I turned and ran back to La Push. As I told Seth about the vision I wondered what Esme’s reaction would be if she was here. A single tear escaped as I sat on Seth’s bed waiting fro him to return from telling Sam about the vision.

That afternoon Seth and I went to the beach. There we stood hand in hand, a vampire and a werewolf, watching the sunset together. I knew that I could make it through anything as long as Seth was by my side.

The End