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Thank you for the Venom

Starts at Ch. 17 of New Moon. What if it hadn't been Alice who was waiting for Bella, but someone else? Banner made by me ^^ What do you think? Sanstitre-1-1.jpg thank you for the venom picture by misunder

This idea has been bouncing around in my head for sometime and I finally decided to put it on the archives. I am somewhat disappointed with some of the other stories (not all) like this there are out there so I hope mine is good. Stole the title off a MCR song name ^^ Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer is the God who created the wonderful characters I enjoy playing with. I own nothing and My Chemical Romance owns the title.

5. Ch.5 The Beginning

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“All glory comes from daring to begin.”

Eugene F. Ware


“Where are we going?” I asked again.


Neither answered me but continued walking. I thought about ditching them. There would be nothing but problems caused from this encounter. Of that I was sure. As if Lillian had been reading my mind she looked back at me and glared.

“Don’t even think about running off. If you do I may have to use force.” Lillian continued to glare at me.

I looked at her incredulously. I wasn’t exactly winning any size competitions myself, but she was tiny! Lillian was about the same height as me but she was small as a sprite. Alexander seemed to notice the way I was looking at her.

“Don’t doubt her.” Alexander said in a quiet voice. I very much did doubt him, and Lillian, but continued to follow them.

Soon we were surrounded by the bright neon lights of the strip. Light up signs for casinos, wedding chapels, bars, and hotels surrounded us. I was able to look at the signs without flinching anymore. When I was newly turned I made the mistake of staring at one. My over sensitive eyes couldn’t bear it and I had to walk over to an alley where I could sit. I had been invisible the entire time but that didn’t lessen the pain. The incident had left me blind two days before I could see properly again.

I wasn’t paying attention so when Alexander and Lillian abruptly turned right I was a little startled. Trying not to show it, I looked up to the sign that hung above the entrance. We had come back to the hotel. My hotel. I don’t understand why they couldn’t have just told me this. I let out an exasperated sigh as the three of us climbed the steps leading to the entrance.

We entered the gleaming, spotless mirror elevators and Alexander pushed the button for the second highest floor. I made myself stifle a gasp. In my rare free time I would read language books or roam the hotel. The second highest floor contained four suites, and they were all absolutely gorgeous. Well, that confirmed my suspicions about money. Then again, any room in this hotel was pricy. Good thing I could inhabit a place without any chance of someone finding me.

Alexander slipped his card key through the reader and we were in my favourite suite. The whole thing was forest greens, and warm browns. It reminded me of home. Of Forks. I walked over to the window and stared down at the city. We were up very high. After a few minutes I turned away from the window and went to join them in the sitting area.

“So.” I started as I sat down in a bronze armchair, across from where they were sitting on a matching loveseat. “Why did you invite me back here?”

They both looked surprised at my question. It was a legitimate question, right? It wasn’t every day that you got invited to hang out with two vampires that you didn’t even know.

“We just wanted to talk to you. I hear it’s quite fashionable today.” Alexander told me sarcastically.

I didn’t want to provoke the two of them so I focused on my emotions. Last year when I was experimenting I found that I could make my emotions disappear, to not feel anything at all. I hadn’t really need to use it for anything, but it was still neat to have.

“So, what’s your full name? Where do you come from? Are you part of a coven? What’s your past?” Lillian started shooting out questions at me in rapid-fire. I thought carefully about which ones to answer. I decided, as long as I hid my emotions, that I would answer them all. To an extent, I added.

“My name is Isabella Swan. I lived in Washington prior to moving to Nevada. No, I’m not part of any coven, and my past is vague. I don’t remember much of it.” They both nodded sympathetically as I answered the last question. I was lying though. Most vampires remember very little from their human life. I was, unfortunately, plagued with memories. A great deal of those memories contained people beyond my reach, people I had hurt.

“Why do you go by Is?” Lillian asked suddenly, pulling me out of my depressing thoughts. “It makes you sound sort of cold, no offence. I mean you just said your name is Isabella, right? Why not go by Izzy, or Bella? Hmmm, Bella. That definitely suits you.” Lillian said.

“Don’t ever call me Bella!” I said fiercely, jumping up from my seat to tower over her. Alexander slid closer to Lillian, ready to protect his wife if I were to attack. Just as quickly as my outburst had come though, my emotions quickly shut down. I went back to my seat and sat calmly. Both Lillian and Alexander looked a little staggered by my outburst.

“Sorry, but I really hate that name. If you want you can call me Izzy though, Lillian.” I said now completely in control.

“Call me Lily, please.” Lily said with a dawning affection. She looked at Alexander, than back to me, pointedly, before meeting his eyes again. Alexander let out a resigned sigh.

“Alex.” Alex said simply.


Every night for the next month I would meet Alex and Lily at the café. For the first week they would come down to the restaurant when my shift ended and walk me to the café like they were afraid I wouldn’t show. We never ordered anything, and Donna continued to flirt with Alex; who ended up being dubbed o’ lord of darkness. Despite the fact that we never got anything we would always leave twenty or thirty dollars for loitering.

We met up in the café again for the 32nd time. I noticed that both Alex and Lily looked really nervous. I hope nothings wrong, I thought.

“Hey guys. Is everything alright?” I asked while sliding into ‘our’ booth.

They shared a look. I gulped. I didn’t like the way things seemed. I felt another little hole slowly form as I guessed what was happening. They were leaving. Well they can’t live the rest of their lives in a hotel now can they, I argued with myself. I looked them both up and down, committing every detail to my perfect memory. At least I didn’t let them in too much. Lily looked up from staring at her hands and noticed the pain on my face.

“Izzy, are YOU alright? You look kind of pale.” Lily asked worried. “Well, paler than usual.”

“No, it’s nothing.” I told her. “I completely understand.”

I took their silence for confirmation on the fact that they were leaving. I looked down at a napkin that I must of picked up at some point. The whole thing was shredded to bits. I let out a little sigh, then started to leave the booth when a white arm flashed out and grabbed mine.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Alex said, frustrated.

I just stared at him, incomprehension surely showing on my face.

“Well I was getting up to leave and…” I trailed off when I saw the hurt and anger mixed into both of their faces.

“Why were you leaving Izzy? Don’t you like us anymore?” Lily asked glumly, her bottom lip jutting out.

I looked at her with shock and confusion. Weren’t they leaving Las Vegas? Why would Lily be sad if I left to go back to my boring existence?

“Aren’t you guys leaving The Eternity?” I asked still puzzled.

Lily’s face instantly cleared. Wow, I thought, she must’ve been really worried that I didn’t like her.

“Yes we’re leaving America, but we wanted to ask you something.” Alexander said, looking agitated. Lily, sitting beside him, also looked edgy.

“Go ahead.” I asked, now apprehensive.

“Well, you see, we were wondering if…”

“Will you join our coven Izzy?” Lily asked, cutting off Alex.

I was stunned speechless. Had they really just asked me that? I went quickly over the pros and cons in my head. I couldn’t see much of either so I tried to think of what I wanted. Companionship. I was lonely. I knew it would be a gamble and could send me further into depression were they ever to leave but it was a risk I was willing to take. Alex and Lily had grown anxious during my silence. I looked up and straight into Lily’s eyes.

“I’m sorry but,” I saw Lily’s face crumple when I said this, but I wasn’t done. “You’re going to be stuck with me for a long time.”

Lily screamed and threw herself at me from across the table. Alex let out a relieved sigh. I wouldn’t have to be alone. Maybe things could get better.

After we left the café I sent in my resignation, grabbed my old duffel bag, and got ready to begin my life as Isabella Williams.