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The End of the Night

The last part of New Moon from Edward's POV.


1. Chapter 1

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I knew this was what was going to happen. The past seven months without Bella had been my personal hell on earth, and I wasn’t going to live without her for one more second. I took a deep breath, and prepared to walk out into the sun’s intense glare. I stripped my shirt off, hardly noticing the fact that there was a small family of humans watching me and staring. They were of little importance to me.

Finally, the bell tolled. Once. Twice. Three times. Four. In the instant between tolls, I thought I heard someone calling my name. For one hallucinatory second, I deluded myself into thinking it was Bella.

No. I couldn’t think about Bella. Not in these final moments. If by some miracle Carlisle was right, I would soon be with her. If he was not…at least I would still be able to stop trying to live without her.

Just as the tenth chime tolled, Bella slammed into me with such force it would have knocked her over had I not caught her. Her normal human clumsiness was evident, as was her smell. It was really her!

“Amazing,” I murmured, touching her cheek. “Carlisle was right.”

I vaguely heard her shouting at me, but I tuned it out. I looked at her face, and knew I would never truly look away again. I could hardly believe that I was here with her, in heaven. Surely it could not be hell, if my Bella was here. I had always somehow known that if there was an afterlife waiting for me, it would surely be hell. That was why I had tried to make myself believe that there was nothing. It was oddly pleasant to know that I was wrong on both counts.

“I can’t believe how quick it was. I didn’t feel a thing. They’re very good.” I then quoted a line from Romeo and Juliet, knowing that it would please Bella to know that I had gotten over my aversion to it. “Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, hath had no power yet upon the beauty.” I realized something in that instant. “You smell exactly the same as always. So maybe this is hell.” I sighed as I considered this. “I don’t care. I’ll take it.”

At that moment, I realized that Bella was still screaming at me. She tried to struggle away from my grasp.

“What was that?” I asked softly, fearing the worst. I still didn’t know if this was supposed to be heaven or hell…

Only one word of her answer caught my attention. Volturi.

It all came back to me in a rush. I realized the things she had been saying. I was alive. She was alive. We were together in Italy with the Volturi everywhere and-

I was standing mere inches away from the dazzling sunlight. And two of the Volturi’s guard were standing right behind us.

Snarling, I pulled Bella out from in front of me and took up a defensive position in front of her in the middle of the alley. Now I’d done it. As usual, she was in danger because of me.

The two Volturi came toward us. Felix and Demitri, naturally. I was angry at myself for not realizing this. I struggled to keep my voice level. “Greetings, gentlemen,” I began, trying to be as polite as possible. “I don’t think I’ll be requiring your services today. I would appreciate it very much, however, if you would send my thanks to your masters.” I tried to make my voice remain calm, but I was scared stiff. For myself, but much, much more for Bella. Bella was everything.

“Shall we take this conversation to a more appropriate venue?” Felix asked pleasantly.

“I don’t believe that will be necessary. I know you’re instructions, Felix. I haven’t broken any rules. “

Demitri murmured something about the sun’ proximity, but I didn’t catch it all. My head was whirling with possibilities. The possibilities in their heads were basically having Bella for lunch. Should I grab her and make a run for it. But where could I go? I couldn’t leave the alley except through the tunnel at the end, and that led straight to the palace. All I knew was that -

“Let’s behave ourselves, shall we?” a voice asked. “There are ladies present.”

Alice. Of course.