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Burn Beautiful

Spoiler warning. Continuation of New Moon. Being a vampire comes with it's own problems: newfound bloodlust, untried strength, neverending fights between natural vampire will and human conscience. Edward and Bella's relationship takes a completely new turn as challenges fly their way. Namely, a pack of furious werewolves and a certain vampire named Victoria, who's still set on vengeance and, this time, gains some powerful followers determined to end Bella, vampire or not, and do as much damage to Forks as possible.

I just finished New Moon and I know I SHOULD wait until Eclipse comes out, but I had to do something to pass the time! Especially since I had about a million ideas running through my head, mainly around how much could happen once Bella IS a vampire. What happens with Victoria, werewolves, Volturi? What's her special ability, if she has one at all? How does she go about realizing her ability? How does she deal with vampire instincts? What about her parents? AHH, idea overflow! I've outlined this entire story and it's turning up to be pretty much novel long, which is exciting. I'm not new to writing, I've just never done this particular "fandom" before and I hope I do it justice.

6. Chapter 6

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Ch 6: Reborn

Everything happened so quickly, it was hard to tell when one event ended and another one began. I remember Alice saying something vague about the Volturi, Edward forcing me to swallow a stale muffin, telling Charlie that I'd be spending a few days at the Cullens, but mostly, it was all a blur.

Alice had left soon after she arrived, claiming that she had to prepare. At her words, Edward darkened and refused to tell me what was on his mind, again. By noon, the sun was shining high and proud overhead, not a cloud in sight. Edward looked at it long and hard before grabbing me and running with me to our meadow.

I remember having questions for him stacked up in my mind like poker chips, lined up and ready to topple over. I wanted to ask him what he thought my favorite animal to hunt would be, if I would still have all my memories, if the sight and smell of blood could still make me faint, but I held my tongue, just letting the silence in the meadow take over my body.

He didn't seem to be in the mood to talk. He remained sitting with his legs bent in front of him, leaning forward and thinking hard about something while I lay back and soaked in the warmth of the sun. I touched my face, feeling the warm skin press against my palm, and realized that my skin would never be so warm again.

But at least I wouldn't wrinkle.

"And this is what you really want?" Edward had asked at some point in the afternoon, his voice a smooth low murmur, soft and silky. It wasn't a difficult question to answer.

"I just want to be with you."

He shook his head then and slowly exhaled, clenching his jaw as he did. After that, we sat in silence.

I remember one conversation in particular when we were in my truck on the way to his house.

"Why don't you want me to be like you?" I had asked, tired of his insistent moodiness. "And don't tell me its about my soul. I already told you what I think about that."

At first, his jaw tightened and I was glad that I was the one driving and not him. If he had been at the wheel, my truck would have been in great danger of pushing past fifty and we would never have had the time for this discussion.

What he finally confessed to me made my shiver from my head to my toes.

"You - " his voice had been harsh and his breathing rapid. His hands were fisted at his side as he visibly tried to control himself. "You think that if I change you, all our problems will be solved?"

I frowned at his answer. Before I could react, he reached over and swiftly pulled the steering wheel, forcing me off the road. I slammed on my brakes and the car came to an abrupt stop, jerking me forward against my seatbelt.

"Are you crazy?!" I had shouted, furious at him. "Are you trying to kill me?"

Edward's eyes softened for a split second then immediately hardened. "Bella," he said my name softly in that controlled and calculated voice of his. "We're not solving all the problems by changing you. If anything, we're creating more problems."

My eyes scrutinized his serious face, searching for a clue.

"Are you talking about Jacob and the werewolves? Because, I know that - "

"No," he shook his once. "They're the least of our concerns right now. But, … there's so much you don't understand. When I talk about being drawn to your blood, you can't know what it feels like to resist, to feel like you have no control over the monster inside. It'll be even worse for you in your first year. You'll have to isolate yourself completely. Do you know what that means? No seeing Charlie, no Jacksonville, and if it's really bad, we might have to go to Denali.

"And you thought the Volturi were bad?" He rubbed his hand over his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Those were the cops, Bella. The police. What do you think the bad guys are like? Not all vampires just stick to themselves and try to lay low. Some of them are big into the theatrics. They'll give everybody trouble and it wont matter if you're a vampire or not. Some make it a sport to hunt down human serial killers and turn them. What do you think that'll create. What do you think they can do?"

I shivered, a picture of Ted Bundy with blood red eyes popping into my head. Edward wasn't anywhere near finished.

"And do you remember Jane? You think her ability is cruel? You haven't seen anything yet. You want to be part of my world - and you're only seeing half of it. You've seen the good half and even the good half is full of dangers. I've never told you about vampire fights, what'll happen when a vampire decides he or she doesn't like you or decides that you're competition. I've never told you about the community underneath Vatican City, or the Order of Aurelius, or Cortini clan, or - "

"Edward, stop," I whispered and he snapped his mouth shut. I brought my fingers to his lips and shook my head. "I know there's going to be dangers. But I also know you'll always be there with me and … that's all I care about."

"Bella - "

"Can we just take it one step at a time?"

He pulled me close and leaned his forehead against the side of my neck, breathing steadily against my collarbone. I could feel his body shaking as I wrapped my arms around him, pressing as close to him as I could, and I stroked my hand down his back, trying uselessly to calm him.

End Flashback

Just when I thought my pain couldn't get any worse, the fire leapt another hundred degrees and I shrieked in pain and surprise. I felt the restraints binding my ankles and wrists cut through my skin, but I didn't care. The heat was too much to bear and I lurched up.

Surprisingly, the shackles tore free…


Everything around me was dark and I fell to the ground. Something was weighing down my wrists and I numbly recalled the metal ring rubbing against my chafed skin. The throbbing was lessening now and I leaned back in relief.

"She's almost back - Bella?!"

What was that voice? I almost recognized it, but I was too tired to process the information. The fire was gone and my body was singing with the ache of healing burns.

Oh, there was that relief again, that cool, icy touch against my cheek. As I drifted back into a relieved slumber, I vaguely noticed three things: One, Edward was close. Two, I had somehow freed myself from the thick, metal chains that had held me down.

And three, I was unbelievably, insatiably thirsty for…

Then, the darkness took over me, a beautiful, heavy, gratifying blanket and I realized that this would be the last time I would ever sleep again.

Author's Note: Sorry for the little delay. I'm currently working on a project right now that's taking up a lot of time. Coincidentally, it's for the Twilight fandom… some of you might know what I'm talking about, the rest of you will know in a week or so.

Anyways, this chapter turned out a little shorter than what I expected it to be, mainly because I decided to cut it in half. The next chapter's nearly finished, so it'll be up shortly.

Annnd… for those of you who are also Buffy fans and noticed my "Order of Aurelius" clan… good for you!

It's not really a crossover because no element of Buffy will be used here… just the characters of Angelus, Darla, Drusilla, and SPIKE! will show up and cause a little ruckus. They'll be Twilight-vamps, not Buffy-vamps, and their history will be re-written entirely.

I'm just borrowing the characters, mainly because I love Spike. He's such a fun character to write, as a good guy AND as a bad guy.

So yes. Get ready for them.