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A New Death

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





7. Messenger

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The week passed pretty uneventful, which was good. The Volturi was no threat to us as far as Alice knew. Yet.

And then, the day I dreaded. Sunday.

"What's wrong?" Edward asked sourly. He hadn't exactly been an affectionate soul after Carlisle took his Volvo.

"It's Sunday. Tomorrow's Monday," I groaned.

"Good job! You know your days of the week!" Edward said joyously. Sarcasm.

At least I have a car, I thought. Oops. Edward's face was instantly murderous.

I appeared on the front lawn, making my car appear beside me. I keep it in my 'pocket' or wherever things go when I make them disappear in case Edward ever sank low enough to consider the idea of sabotage. It actually was convenient because I didn't need to carry a purse.

The keys appeared in my hand and I spun the car around, heading away from the house to I don't know where.

Once I had determined Edward wasn't following me, I relaxed, now debating on where I would go for my last day of freedom. A movie would be cool but I would look like a loser going alone. Suddenly, my cell phone rang. Of course, it has to be Alice. I flipped my hair away from my face.


"Hey, it's me, Michelle. You wanna go to the beach?"

"Totally, I was just wondering what to do."

"Cool! Uh, I can ask Angela to drive us . . ."

"No, I'll be there."

"Okay, lucky it's sunny today, huh?"

"Totally," I pronounced the word slowly, so excited I would be able to put the top down. "Just let me run home real quick, okay?"

"Okay, bye."

"I'll call you. Bye."

I hung up the phone and spun the car around towards the house. I pulled off onto the shoulder, and pressed the button to put the top down. As it slid back, weak sunshine streamed into the car, but it was feeble. I smiled anyways, turning the radio up.

The road spun away beneath my tires as I sang along to the song.

I'm, I'm gonna soak the sun

I'm gonna tell everyone to lighten up

I've, I've got no one to blame

'Cause everytime I feel lame I'm lookin' up.

I'm gonna soak up the sun

My hair was spinning wildly around my face but I didn't care.

I pulled into the driveway and listened to How Far We've Come by Matchbox Twenty through the long winding drive down the driveway.

I ran up the stairs and changed into a bikini, throwing beach clothes over it, grabbing some towels and jamming my feet into flip-flops. My flip-flops made loud clapping sounds as I pounded down the stairs.

Emmett was at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for his chance to be an idiot for the day.

"Machine guns!" He yelled, falling to the ground.

I hopped over him (a difficult feat) and made my way towards the door.

"Emmet you're dumb."

"No you are!"

"Really? How am I dumb?" I turned to face him, my hip cocked, and my hand resting on the handle.

"I bet...." He paused, probably trying to find something that would show I was dumb, " You didn't know that 'yes' spells 'say' backwards!"

I opened my mouth, then shut it, wondering if his triumphant look was staged or not. I tilted my head, wondering if I should tell him.

"Emmett, yes is spelled y-e-s, and yes spelled backwards is s-e-y, not s-a-y."


"So, you're wrong and I'm not dumb, you are."

'Well, you're just not smart enough to be as dumb as me!" Emmett yelled.

That threw me for a minute. I pondered that, then shrugged. Ignorance is bliss...But sometimes it's just annoying. Like when you know a word but you spend minutes trying to figure out the word because it's right on the tip of your tongue but you can't QUITE remember it. So annoying. So I guess ignorance ISN'T bliss. Or maybe it's forgetfulness isn't bliss... Oh, well.

"I'll be at the beach!"

"What beach?" Edward was at the top of the stairs, eyes narrowed suspiciously.

"Oh, you know, the one off the cost of Iceland. THAT beach," I rolled my eyes at him, "See you guys later."

"Wait," Edward was in front of the door before I could blink.


"WE can't go there. Well, you can for now. But that's were the werewolves are."

I squinted my eyes at him.


Then my eyes widened. "The wolf where Felix was? Jacob Black?"

"Err....yeah," He seemed regretful he hd brought it up.

Bella was standing beside Edward, her eyes boring into him.

"You didn't tell me it was Jacob," she said in a hurt voice that was worse than yelling.

Everyone winced, even Emmett.

"You can go," Bella said turning to me.

"How will I know she's okay?" Edward demanded fiercely.

"Haven't you been around through the invention of the cell phone? Or did you expect me to build a signal fire?" I asked, staring at him like he was an incompetent monkey.

His mouth twitched and Emmett laughed.

"She has a point bro," he agreed, slapping him on the back.

"It's settled, then. I'm going to First Beach!" I said cheerily, turning the handle and walking out the door while Emmett pretended to explain what a cell phone was to Edward.

The gravel crunched beneath me as I walked across the driveway. Just as I reached to open my door Bella appeared beside me. I jumped a little.

"I had to get past Edward," she explained," It would hurt him," Her voice was such a soft whisper I could barely hear.

I grasped her cold hand and we disappeared.


"Can you give this to Jacob? For me?" Bella's eyes would have been filling with tears had she not been a vampire as she pressed a folded piece of paper into my free hand.

"I even used my old, sloppy handwriting, just so it wouldn't upset him," Her lip quivered.

"I promise, this will be read by Jacob Black today," I vowed, hugging her.

She pulled back and pecked my cheek before I let go of her hand and we appeared.

She nodded, and, borrowing my power, made her way back into the house undetected.

If there was one thing I knew, it was that I would be delivering a responding letter back, even if I had to force him to write it.

For Bella, I vowed, my hair floating around my face, the color of pure snow.