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A New Me

Summary:
THIRD IN THE FATE'S COURSE SERIES! A new life,
A new death,
and then . . .
A new me. I couldn't remember anything except Jane was wonderful and I was a vampire.

Lizzie's memory is wiped, and Jane tells her she used to have a family, but they are now dead.
Something in Lizzie's mind tugs as she rediscovers her powers, causing her hair to flair white. Jane is hiding something from her, and whenever Cne is around, something happens to her...
As Lizzie tries to discover what they're hiding, and what more, who her old self is, she also uncovers the love for her now dead family, and how honest and caring Jane REALLY is. Image and video hosting by TinyPic


Notes:


18. Ally

Rating 5/5   Word Count 2184   Review this Chapter



Lizzie's POV



I stepped into the wind, appearing in the meadow, where I expected my family to be. My family. It felt good....knowing I was forgiven. I didn't really care what happened to me now. My conscious was cleared, and I was ME.


My family turned to me, staring.


Emmett was grinning. "FINALLY! I always wanted to knock out the Volturi!"


I grinned menacingly. "Same."


Edward stepped forward. "They already know. They're planning to go slaughter a town in Alaska, knowing Alice would see where they're going. Only Jane knows they're not really going to. Jane's future is showing her fighting Bella," Edward winced, " Because we all know Bella is the only one who is immune to Jane."


Bella shivered.



"She's a softie Bella," I joked as horrible memories flashed through my head. I didn't wince, hoping no one noticed the pain in my eyes. I fooled everyone except Edward and Bella, who gasped.



The others looked quizzically at me. "She didn't like my hunting habits," I mumbled, looking away from Edward's furious face.


"Your eyes are red," Carlisle said in a calm voice.


"When I first fed on....Gianna," I winced and Emmett's lips curled slightly upward, out of Carlisle's view, " I got back to my room and sobbed. A blonde angel watched sadly, and I wondered who he was," I stared at Carlisle and he was looking thoughtful, "After a while, they had to spill blood to get me to eat. Even when my eyes were red, there was the gold, and Jane punished me frequently...." Alice and Edward winced, remembering their own encounters with Jane.


"Then, I discovered my power of disappearing..." I remembered that night...the first thing that had stirred my memory was Captain.



Pain lit through me when I saw the horse, and the same thing that kept nagging my mind stirred.


She turned and nickered to me, and I smiled weakly.


I told her how I killed a person, and how my father was so disappointed, and how my family dead, but most of all, I told her of how there was something that harried me. But it stayed in the shadows so I couldn't tell what it was. It attacked my mind every time something suspicious happened to me.


Telling me not to believe.


I wanted to listen, but I couldn't trust myself, because it was another part of my own mind that would plant false ideas in my head.


I was having a war inside myself.



"I caught a buck, and then I saw a horse like Captain!" I smiled.


"That's what sparked my memory, but that was the worst punishment I have ever experienced....and when I fed and it didn't go away...." I trailed off.


Edward put his hand on my shoulder. "We can't land here,'' he said softly, "We need to meet her in Alaska."


"Right," I nodded.


"See ya," I whispered, and spun.







"Cne, we're meeting her in Alaska."



"That should be easy enough to find a landing for."



"Near Denali, okay?"



"Okay....?"



"Not now, we have more allies to make."




She turned all the way around, facing me now.



"What allies? What other vampires would go up against----- what?"



I was grinning widely at her.



"Who said anything about other vampires?"



"I don't---"



And then I was gone.





(A/N : For this following scene, I want to recommend listening to Buckcherry - Sorry. :) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QnO46uLNtJw )





Standing on First Beach. How long had it been? I trembled. What if he killed me? In the battle, I had lost my powers. Why? And would it happen again?


Something slashed across my arm and I fell to the ground, clutching it. I gingerly lifted my hand and a thin bit of blood dribbled out the huge gash in my granite skin. I made no noise. I'm extremely lucky it wasn't worse.


I lifted my head, my hair black with red highlights.


A russet wolf stood in front of me, watching impassively.


"Jacob." My voice trembled.


He looked at me, then walked away into the woods. I fell to my knees. I was supposed to only be here for the sake of making allies for the fight. But the fact was...I needed to resolve all the conflicts of my life before I could go into this battle. It was something I wanted to do. I felt like I couldn't live my life until I settled this.


My body shook but I made no sound as I cried tearless sobs.


I rocked back to sit on my heels and my hair matched the ocean as I gazed out at it. Gray and blue.


I heard something in the forest and I closed my eyes, waiting for the pack to come massacre me.


Something warm touched my face and I winced. It stayed there, the hand, making no move to harm me. I opened my eyes and blinked.


"Not gonna hurt you," a soft voice said. My brow furrowed in confusion. Not Jake. The voice was different.


"I'm Collin," he offered and I turned against his hand to look at him. He was a werewolf too. Russet skin, dark eyes, and a musky smell. It didn't completely bother my nose though.


"Uh...hi. Where's Jake?"


"Here," Jake was suddenly on the other side of me and Collin dropped his hand. "I wanted to make sure she wasn't asleep," Collin mumbled and I smirked.


"Collin, I really hope you were joking. Leeches don't sleep."


I grinned crookedly at the slur.


"Jake, I don't think you were right about something you told me a while ago."


His lips curled into a snarl and I rolled my eyes. "Relax, kay? I don't think you smell too bad. I kinda like it."


Jake assessed me for a moment. "You remembered?"


"After a lot of struggle." I smiled at the pun.


"What's that supposed to mean?" His brows pulled into an angry line. Temperamental drama queen.


"Long story. Involves the Volturi kidnapping me, biting me and erasing my memory. We're planning a revolt." I didn't really beat around the bush.


"Why?"


"Because we now have the powers, and the amount of vampires to do so."


"What's your numbers? You and the Cullens? Not much."


I stretched my arm out, watching the gash slowly freezing itself back together.


"Sorry," Jacob muttered.


"I think we stand around thirty two newborn vampires, all with powers and the Cullens, and another vampire my age and then me."


Jacob stared.


"That doesn't include the wolves. The Volturi has about fifteen on their side."


Collin was watching me oddly, as if he was concentrating.


"Collin, go tell Sam. I'll catch up with you guys." Jacob ventured, but he looked like he was itching to ask something.


"Questions?"


"How'd you get the newborns?"


"The Volturi. The other vamp my age can erase memories and she made them sweet and docile and she also inserted memories of older, more 'civiil, if you will, vampires. There haven't been any fights. We stole them. Jane has been holding us all virtually as prisoners, sending the ones with powers to destroy newborns."


"So it was you we fought. You beat us single handedly, I heard, when Collin left."


I was confused. "Collin......?"


"Never mind. Where are we battling?"


"Alaska."


"I'll talk to Sam." His face was a mask; I couldn't tell what was going on inside his head.


As he turned I couldn't help but blurt out, "Jake?"


"Yeah?" He stayed turned around.


"I missed you, even though we didn't get to know each other well. I remember what you asked.... and I broke the promise I made. I'm sorry."





"What I mean is," Jake continued, turning his black eyes on me, " Is that you're the only person who is in both worlds, and I can confide in you. Right?"


"Totally," I replied.




Now I was a vampire. He wouldn't confide in me anymore. He couldn't. I knew that, and I understood. But I hurt him, and that hurt me. He needed to stop hanging with leech girls.


Before I knew it, warmth was surrounding me. He was...hugging me. I burrowed my cold face into his chest.


"Thanks," My muffled voice chilled his skin as I talked.


"Sure, sure."


He stepped away and I let go reluctantly.


"Regretting you didn't get imprinted on?" he teased.


"You're really warm." I murmured, slightly lethargic.


He laughed loudly.


"You need to go..." He said with a voice so gentle I 'd never think he'd have had the ability to make.


"By the way, you definitely don't smell bad."


Jake gave me a wide grin.


"Collin doesn't seem to think you smell too bad either."


My mouth dropped open. "Don't you dare say---"


"What? That he imprinted?"


My knees gave out.








"Lizzie?! Jeez, Lizzie chill out!"


"I'm cold enough as is," I mumbled incoherently, through the dirt my face was pressed against.


"I didn't think vampires passed out."


"I did NOT pass out." I huffed as indignantly as possible with my face still pressed against the ground.


"Oh, really?"


Jake snatched me up into his arms.


"My knees gave out," I said, my hair pinking slightly.


"Is that embarrassed?"


"No, it's just hinting I might get angry."


"Figures. I knew you weren't the type to blush...." He seemed to space out.


I snapped my fingers in front of his face.


"I'm the type to get angry for spacey werewolves to hold me like I can't walk."


He grinned at me. "Your running skills are pathetic."


"Wanna see who'd win?"


"You're on." He set me on his feet.


"Go phase, pup."


"Bring it on leech." But he paused and turned to look at me.


"What?"


"You're the same person...just a little more durable. I thought vampires weren't themselves anymore."


I looked down, my hair turning a lilac color. I felt embarrassed. It felt like he was talking to Bella through me, even though she wasn't here. I felt like I was invading on a private moment.


"What's that?" Jake gaped at me.


My eyes widened. "I dunno...." But I did. Embarrassment.


"Jake....Bella's the same person. I think you should know that before you see her again."


His eyes turned glassy and he looked away.


Deciding to change the mood, I took off running down the beach. "CATCH ME IF YOU CAN!"


I heard him growl behind me, and thirty seconds later his paw hit me. I ate it.


I quickly jumped to my feet, spitting dirt out of my mouth angrily.


He trotted towards me, growling victoriously.


I sneered at him.


He turned and ran into the forest appearing as a human form again. I rolled my eyes as he strutted towards me.


A scent of a lynx caught my nose and before I knew it I was gone from the beach. The colossal trees sprung up around me and I wondered how far I'd gone. The lynx was in a tree and I swung up into it easily, devouring my prey.


I had buried the body by the time Jacob showed up, wide-eyed.


"What was that?!"


"Nothing."


He snorted. "Right."


I stayed silent. He glared at me. I rolled my eyes, to annoy him.


"Oh." His expression saddened, slightly shocked.


I swallowed and looked down. "Be sure to tell Sam about the battle offer..."


"Sure."


"I'll see you then..."


"Yeah. And by the way, Collin didn't imprint on you. It's just puppy love." He turned away, but I saw he cheek lift in an amused grin.






I smiled, relieved, then turned, not sure where exactly I was going. I wanted to see my family but I couldn't picture where they were; they were probably still running, so I pictured the town Denali.


I appeared right in the forest on the side of a small road. I walked into town, contemplating what I could do while I waited. I walked down the sidewalk, scanning the names of the stores. It would probably be smart to get some clothing... but before I could tug on the door to a little boutique a dark haired man shuffled close to me.


"I think you dropped this," he mumbled in a scratchy voice, pressing a quarter forcefully into my hand. I had stopped breathing when I entered the town, not trusting myself after the lynx.


"Thank you," I said, confused as he pressed the very cold coin to my palm. Now he seemed distant and nodded, shuffling away, smiling happily.


"Poor old man. So confused," I murmured to myself, stepping inside the boutique.


I got some clothes, not really paying attention to style. I mostly got loose-fitting stretchy clothes for the battle. Alice would kill me.