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A New Death

Summary:
SECOND IN THE FATE'S COURSE SERIES! Three years later. . . Lizzie is now in high school. She's been living her new life for three years now. She's sixteen and just living each day, not looking towards the future, and what it holds; her death.
As she struggles to live out her last year as a human, she meets new friends and discovers new secrets.
I, EdwardBiteMePlz, am the narrarator to this girl's new life, and death. From thirteen to sixteen, Lizzie will finally choose her fate, but is it already chosen for her? By a vampire family far more powerful than the Cullens? They say she could take out the Volturi's guard single-handedly, and Aro knows it. He's not going to let the Cullens keep Lizzie without a fight. Image and video hosting by TinyPic


Notes:
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN STEPHENIE'S CHARACTERS. I DO OWN THE ONES I CREATED THOUGH.


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4. Black

Rating 5/5   Word Count 1547   Review this Chapter









LIZZIE'S POV


The wolf was whining again. And the vampire was getting closer. It was about to happen, I could feel it. His walk was shifting into a crouch, and his smile was contorting. I turned to run, but he was in front of my. And then he lunged.


I disappeared and he soared through me. I reappeared as he stumbled, dazed.


I looked at him and he vanished. He couldn't hurt me now. The wolf turned and ran, but I ignored him. My legs were about to give way and I went to sit where the wolf had been. There was a tree trunk covered in moss I sat down in front of and rested my back on. I closed my eyes and slumped.


I woke up to the exact opposite of what I had expected. Instead of Alice's thin, cold arms holding me a foot above ground, I woke in hot arms. I looked down and I realized I was six feet off the ground. I immediately flung myself against the strangers arms, expecting to roll out and crash to the forest floor, but they didn't budge.


"Oh, you're awake, I'm Jacob Black." A deep voice said, as if they were pleasantly surprised to find a sixteen year old girl come out of nowhere and land in his arms.


I disappeared and fell through the hot, thick limbs.


He stopped, but didn't seem very surprised.


"I promise I won't hurt you," Jacob said, talking to the air where he thought I was standing.


I appeared, rolling on the ground laughing.


"I'm down here!" I called up, struggling to sit up, realizing I couldn't. I soon found the source of the problem; it wasn't easy to miss. The Jacob Black's muscular, russet colored leg had stepped right into my stomach.


"Hang on," I tried not to chuckle. I disappeared and reappeared standing next to him. He jumped slightly then turned to me.


"Are you okay?" He was concerned.


"Oh, yeah," I replied easily, "He was nasty though-- Hey, how'd you know what happened?" I said suspiciously.


He ignored me. "I know this is going to sound crazy, but that man was a---" he appeared to be choking on the word.


"Yeah, vampire, I know," I waved off his concerned looks.


Surprise flashed across his face, then suspicion. "How do you know --"


"I've lived with 'em for three years, 'kay? Now, I'm going home," I said, but he grabbed my upper arm.


"Wait a minute--"


"I would REALLY recommend letting go of me now, Black, " I said in a dangerously quiet voice, that I was surprised he even heard.


He let go of me quickly.


"I just want to go home."


Then I turned on the spot and appeared in the living room. Alice was sitting there reading and she looked up. "What's wro---" She suddenly threw her book aside and held her arms out.


I wobbled, then passed out, into the ready hands of Alice.


I still saw black, but I could hear warbled voices talking quietly in the background. They cleared as I focused on listening, still not sure if I was dreaming or not.


"She's unconsciously blocked her thoughts," Edward whispered.


"How did you not see what happened?" Carlisle asked gently.


"I don't know, she was walking then she just turned a little, then I couldn't see anymore. I thought the vision had showed me she would be home late," Alice whispered in a hurt voice, "And I can't see the past, so I have no idea what happened."


"Her thoughts are blocked. When is she going to wake up?"


"Any second now."


They all waited quietly.


My eyes fluttered, but they didn't open. I was to tired. Instead, I opened my mind to Edward.


You explain, I can't.


I sat back and heard him growl. He turned quickly and launched into the story of this afternoon.


"And then the dog was there, which explains why you couldn't see. He was just pacing up and down the boundary line, making no use of himself," Edward continued through the story and at the end, I opened my eyes.


Carlisle, Alice, and Edward were standing stiffly, watching me. The rest of the family had gone hunting.


"Lizzie," Carlisle said quietly, "You still have him?"


I nodded, starting to regain my strength. I sat up and spoke, " I think that's how it works. I think I can carry him around with me for as long as I want. Do you want him?"


"Yes," He said grimly. "It's time to see what they want. Though I wish Emmett were here . . ."


"I am!" the hunting group just entered through the back doors, their eyes all bright gold. Emmett stepped forward.


That's really convenient.


Edward laughed, but it had an edge. Cold, somehow.


"Be ready to hold him down Emmett," I pointed over to the corner and all eight vampires gathered around it.


"One, two" I counted down, "Threeeee."


I focused hard, and a granite body landed on the floor. Emmett lunged.


He pinned him up against the wall before I could blink.


"Easy there," The vampire grinned, as if he had complete power over Emmett.


I scoffed, but Emmett let go and stepped back slowly.


My laugh caught in my throat. "Edward?" I demanded, but everyone ignored me.


"Felix," Edward murmured, bowing his head stiffly. Everyone else followed his example . . . Except me.


"The girl has quite an . . . interesting power, Edward. I almost believed her when she told me she'd been changed. But, unfortunately I had had an opportune chance to smell the blood before she masked her scent."


My lips involuntarily lifted over my teeth until I regained control. My hair was pulsing red.


Felix noticed my small snarl. "She's feisty, and she already has some of the characteristics," He strolled towards me and lifted my chin up as he stared into my face, "She has . . . AMAZING potential. And I DO like mine fiery," He growled softly, smiling maliciously and I jerked my chin away, glaring at him.


I saw the Cullens bristle behind him, but there was nothing they could do; he was part of the Volturi.


Felix snatched a strand of my hair. "Did you dye it? I liked the old color," He chuckled softly and brushed the hair away from my face.


"It's only this color because I absolutely DESPISE you," I spat at him, shaking with anger.


"Ah, let's learn our manners. The Volturi does not disregard bratty teenage humans," He said softly, with some amount of humor in his voice.


"I would recommend YOU do because you're not in the best situation to be making threats, especially since I could outmatch you as a human RIGHT NOW," I retorted lividly.


"Manners, manners," He said, his voice cold and soft. Deadly.


I didn't respond.


He turned with a whirl of his cloak and strolled back to face the Cullens.


"Aro won't be pleased, and he may be convinced to bring her," He flashed a smile at me and a icy finger ran down my back, "Back to Italy, where Jane and I will take GOOD care of her."


Edward looked like he was trying very hard to restrain himself from attacking, as did Emmett. Esme and Bella's faces were horror struck, and the rest just looked shocked.


With a cool good-bye, Felix swept out the back door, and probably back to report to Aro.


It was silent, me staring at the floor as I guessed the rest of the family staring at me.


"I wish that mutt had done his job," were Edward's words as they cut through the silence like a hot sword.


Edward's words actuated everyone elses' reactions, and they started ranting and snarling.


I stood there, the noise pressing down on me like water. Their words were things I couldn't hear, like I was underwater.


"Lizzie," I soft voice tugged me and I remembered that my name was Lizzie. Lizzie. My name. Right.


I blinked and looked into Esme's beautiful face. My lips parted. I wanted to say something, but I didn't know what to say. My hair was fading from red, and darkening into a metallic, deep black. Fear.


Instead of talking, I just sucked in air. A sudden shiver coursed from the top of my neck; racing down my spine and splitting as it jolted from my shoulder blades to the tips of my fingers. It felt like an electric shock.


Goosebumps sprang up on my skin and my insides felt icy; they quivered. Like a bad flu that only lasted three seconds.


I blinked again.


"Let's go get something to eat," she said matronly.


I shook my head, my eyes drooping. I didn't know what time it was but I wanted to sleep.


"Sleep," I said as a yawn raked my body, forcing my mouth open. My eyes watered.


"Of course," And she lifted me in her arms, carrying me up to my room. I didn't protest.


I saw a glimpse of the clock. 8 PM.


The darkness pressed down and muffled the sounds downstairs. My limbs felt like lead as they sank into the mattress, and I felt, at the same time, as though I was floating. My sleep-deprived mind shut down, and I welcomed the numb, unawareness with open arms.


In my sleep, as I tossed and turned, my hair turned the dark color of fear.


Black.