Bella has been a vampire for eleven years. Eleven years in which the Volturi has not visited. The Cullen family are just beginning to relax when Alice gets a vision of Edward's death, at the hands of the Volturi. They rush to the scene, in a desperate attempt to save Edward and Bella...
Please don't kill me, Edward fans!!! (T_T) I'm sooo sorry for starting like this, but it had to be done. Really. Just ask Jasper.
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I fell to the ground, sobbing. It hurt, it hurt so much.
I heard Jasper, behind me, cry out in pain, an echo, a shallow reflection of what I was feeling right now.
Nothing could compare, nothing. It was like my heart, my soul, was being torn from my chest, like I was being torn into pieces, like I was being transformed all over again.
I sobbed, each one painfully ripping from my chest, and for the fist time since I was transformed, I could swear I felt tears pour down my cheeks.
Impossible, of course – vampires don’t cry real tears.
Through my wails, I heard my family gathering around me. Their worried whispers anchored me to reality, as did Jasper’s arm around me, as he tried to remove my pain, however, it was a futile attempt, as the pain was simply too much to bear.
I was going to die, I was sure of it.
Why? Why Edward? Why now, when we were all so happy? Somewhere, Esme began to sob too, my pain, her pain.
“No, no, no, no, no, no, no! This can’t be happening!” I gasped between sobs.
“No, stop…” Moaned Jasper weakly.
“If it’s too much, Jasper, just leave.” Suggested Rosalie uselessly.
“No, I can’t” He hissed, sobbing as hard as I was, though he never stopped the calming waves.
I was grateful that he would stay with me through this, but sorry for his pain. I pushed him away, and the pain almost crippled me.
I staggered to my feet, and ran away, as fast as I could.
Faster, faster, faster.
I had to get away! Far away. I heard Jasper lunge swiftly to his feet, and attempt to chase after me, but Carlisle must’ve restrained him, with the words;
“Let her run Jasper, I don’t think there’s anything we can do for her right now”
“She needs me!” Jasper argued, but he didn’t follow me, for which I was glad. I couldn’t submit anyone, least of all Jasper, to my emotions right now.
I carried on running, further and further and further away, until I couldn’t run anymore. I collapsed to the ground in a clearing, and sobbed my heart out; thinking about what I had just seen.
Edward, fighting the Volturi, whilst I stood by and did nothing.
Edward, tortured by Jane, his eyes pleading with me, filled with pain.
Edward, torn to pieces by Aro, his face determined, even in death.
And then, whilst I watched on, my dead heart breaking; Edward, or what was left of him, thrown onto a massive bonfire by the Volturi guards, whilst Jane and Aro looked on, cackling, before, finally, he turned to me, and advanced, smiling menacingly.
“Now perhaps you’d like to reconsider our little offer?” He hissed, his cruel red eyes filled with malice.
Ah, the pain the pain! I was surely dying all over again – no being could live through this pain!
But someone had – and I shot to my feet, running back towards the house before I’d had time to think it through. One person had survived this pain, and was the most important person of all – the person who was missing from my vision – the person we had to help, to save, if at all possible.