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The Vision

Alice gets a vision about our favorite star-crossed couple's deaths. No matter what is done, the vision keeps coming. Is there any way to stop it? COMPLETE!!!


4. Part 4

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(Alice’s Point of View)

“No…Bella,” he called out, very weakly, before an anguished look crossed his face. He passed out, and Jane’s laughter echoed throughout the forest.

“No!” I jumped up from my couch in my room. Jazz was in an instant at my side. I whipped around, and began to cry into Jazz’s arms.

After a minute of this, Jasper pulled back, to look me in the face.

“Alice,” he said softly. “What did you see? Why isn’t Edward back yet? Is it about Edward?” His questions, which, by the sound of it, he had been barely holding back, now came flowing out.

I nodded. He sat me down beside him on our couch, and looked to me, his eyes pleading with me to explain. I took a deep breath to try to calm myself.

“Edward and Bella…in the meadow…it happened.” I looked away pointedly, trying to hold back the wave of emotion that was threatening to explode from within me. Jasper, sensing this, held me closer, trying to comfort me. When I looked up, Rosalie and Emmett were on the ground, sitting cross-legged, neither of them looking in the same direction, but both of their faces with an identical expression: grief. We all sat there for... I’m not sure how long… it could have been ages…. before I froze. Everyone looked at me.

No. I don’t want to see Edward’s death again. I fought against the vision, trying to avoid falling into it, with no luck. As my sight clouded over, I gave in to the feeling, ready for the grief…

I was back in the meadow, right in front of Bella’s body. I cried out, knowing no one could hear me. But then… I noticed something. Her eyes flickered.


Bella opened her eyes, and I yelped at what I saw.

Blood red eyes looking right back at me.

It couldn’t be…

Was it possible? Aro hadn’t completely drained her? And that meant that in three days… Bella would be…a vampire.

“Oh. My. God!’” I shrieked. “Oh my god! Oh my god!!”

“What?” They all asked simultaneously.

“Bella.” I said, slowly, excitedly, still having trouble believing it myself.

“What’s wrong?” Emmett asked.

“I don’t think it’s wrong.” Jasper responded. “She’s…bursting with happiness…” He looked at me like I was insane.

“No, no! You guys! Bella is alive!”

“I don’t understand…” Rosalie said quietly. “What happened to the whole ‘she’s dead’ thing?”

“When Aro drained her, he didn’t drain her completely! She is right now… turning!” I finished, my voice high with excitement.

I didn’t wait for their responses. Before any of them could even open their mouths, I was down the stair and out the door, heading to Edward’s meadow. In a few seconds, I heard the sounds of traveling behind me. I looked to my right, and saw Jasper’s face. He looked like he was conflicted between whether or not to hope. I smiled encouragingly.

“Trust me. She’s alive.” I grinned at him.

“Ok. I believe you. I just hope that we get there before she wakes up.”

We turned onto the path then, and started down the way to the meadow. When I finally got to the meadow, I stopped dead in my tracks.

The place was beautiful. But it had lost its magic. The flowers were strewn across the ground, and there was blood by a tree a few feet away. There was chains around one tree, and ropes around the one with blood. The only thing missing was…Bella. Where was Bella?

“Well, Alice?” Rosalie’s impatient voice chimed. “Where is Bella?”

“She should be right here… where is she?”

I walked up to the tree, and was hit by an overpowering scent. The scent of it was so strong that it almost completely covered up the scent of Bella’s blood. It was unmistakable; I would know it anywhere by now, and the scent caused me to bare my teeth, and let out a threatening, low growl.

Wet Dog.

“The werewolves took her,” I said through my teeth.

I heard three growls, all of them like mine.

“Where are they?” Jasper asked.

“I don’t know. But we have to find her soon. Edward only has a week before the Volturi will get back to Volterra.”

(Jacob’s Point of View)

I heard Bella’s scream. It was off the trail, about five or six miles. Without a thought, I ran at full speed towards the direction I heard it from. I stopped when a overbearingly sweet scent hit me.


Sam stopped next to me. “Jacob.” He said, a tone of authority in his voice.

“It’s them. The Volturi.” My voice was disbelieving and full of grief.

“We should wait until they leave before seeing if she is okay, then.”

So I settled in the trees, out of sight, but where I could still see the path. After about twenty minutes, I heard a laugh that sent shivers down my spine.

I could feel the anger bubbling up in me, threatening to explode. Sam only had to look at me for me to know that I would only hurt Bella by attacking the Volturi now. So I waited. And waited.

About five minutes later, I saw a group of vampires walking down the path. None of them seemed to notice us, which was odd. That was when I noticed something that shocked me so much, it almost gave away my hiding position.

A small woman in the front was carrying another vampire over her shoulder.

It was Edward Cullen.

He was passed out, and the woman did not look like she had good intentions for him.

What on Earth went on back there?

The instant they were out of sight, I ran at full speed towards where a horrible smell met me.

It was then I saw Bella, tied with rope, against a tree. There was blood around her, and she looked…no.

“Bella?” My voice cracked, and I ran to her side, untying her ropes. “Bells? Oh, please answer me Bella. Please, please, please.”

Sam walked up to me, and put a hand on my shoulder. I moved aside, and he checked her over.


“What?” My voice shot up an octave.

“I can’t find an injury… she seems unscathed.”

“What? That’s not possible. Where would all this blood have come from? It is hers…” I broke off, suddenly realizing something that I never thought I would have to face…

“Ch-check her neck…” My voice was small, horrified.

“What?” Sam’s voice was confused.

“Her neck…check it for…an injury…”

He brushed back her hair, exposing two identical holes that led right to a main vein.

“No…. no, Bella….”

“Wait a minute, Jacob.” He placed two fingers to her neck, checking her pulse. His eyes widened.

What?” I couldn’t take any more bad news…

“She’s still alive.”

The thought didn’t seem to compute.


“She’s not dead, Jacob.”

“Oh my god, Bella! You need…care…you need a hospital!” I grabbed her, cradling her in my arms. “But…” It was only then that I remembered that two months ago, I went to Bella’s funeral… so that meant that … the Cullens staged her death scene. And that when I met Esme on LaPush property… she has just finished making the crime scene…

“We can’t take her to a hospital around here… she is supposed to be dead… it would kill Charlie to see her alive, especially since she is so close to…death.”

“Ok. We’ll take her a LaPush hospital.” And Sam was heading off towards LaPush. I ran after him, holding Bella in my arms.

Bella was still screaming. She had been for the last two days. Why? She wouldn’t open her eyes, or…respond to anything. All she did was scream. We had her in an emergency care ward, a private room, so no one else could disturb her.

I sat in the chair next to her, holding her hand between both of my unnaturally warm ones. There I waited, sometimes falling asleep for short time periods. But I never left her side for three days.

On the fourth day, she stopped screaming. She gasped, and sat up so quickly, I almost missed the movement.

The first thing I noticed about her was her funny smell. She still had her floral smell, but it had a sweet edge to it. I couldn’t place it at the moment, though…

“Bells!” I jumped up.

Her head turned to me, and I started. She was gorgeous. But her eyes…they were blood red

“Jake?” Her voice had a melodic edge to it.

“Oh, Bella! I’m so glad you’re alive!” I embraced her in a tight hug, and smelled the unbearably sweet scent in a more concentrated form.

When she pulled away, her nose was wrinkled.

“What?” My voice was defensive.

“You stink.”

“You don’t smell too nice yourself.”

“Oh my God. Edward!” She jumped up, and ran to the door. I ran up to her and caught her wrist. She shipped around to face me.

“I saw him before I found you… a really tiny vampire was…well…he was over her shoulder. He was passed out…” Her expression was horrified. “Bells, what happened back there?”

“She opened the door, speaking almost too quickly for me to hear. “Edward told the Volturi last spring break that he would turn me, but he didn’t so the Volturi came to kill us. The Volturi kidnapped me, and Edward ran around Phoenix and Washington and Alaska, chasing them to get me back. Then, in the meadow back there, Aro bit me, and Jane…the female vampire…used her power…torturing people mentally… on Edward… that’s all I remember before I passed out. Edward must have passed out too and that means… oh NO! I have to get to Volterra!!”

She started to step outside, when her eyes were suddenly wild with restraint, and she shut the door with such force that the doorknob broke right off the door.

“Oops…” She looked guiltily at the knob in her hand ad back to the broken door.

“What’s wrong, Bella?”

“I…I don’t know how I can get out of here…” she admitted.

Then everything that my mind had been slowly piecing together, like a puzzle, fit into place, the puzzle complete.

“The blood of all those people…” My voice was quiet, my mind rejecting the truth that would forever push be away from my best friend.

“Yes,” she admitted in a small voice.

“Well…um…you could stay here,” I suggested.

She threw me a frantic look.

“No. I can’t. If I do nothing, Jane will kill him!” she shrieked. “She. Will. Burn. Him!” I waited for the tears to come, as they always do when she talked like this. Nothing.

“Bella.” I said, trying to calm her down. “Bells. You couldn’t even step out the door. How do you expect to get all the way to Italy?”

I blinked, and she was gone. I whirled in a circle, and found her by her bed, picking up a large, white hospital phone. She dialed a number too fast for me to see, and I walked over to her, sitting beside her.

“It’s Bella…Yes I’m alive…. Jake …” It was really annoying, only hearing one end. And of course it was the end that only answered in one or two word phrases. “I know… have you? ... Oh… well…um…” She looked over to me now. “Where are we, Jake?”

“The LaPush hospital.”

“LaPush…Yes, that’s a problem…yes, I’ve tried leaving on my own… yeah, it’s really powerful… so, what do we do? ... oh, you can’t do that! … not in LaPush! … ok, I’m in Room 12B…oh my God, that’s twelve stories up!... really? Oh, that’s right… ok, I’ll be waiting… hurry… bye.” And she hung up.

“Bells? Who was that?”


“She’s coming? She can’t come here!”

“Technically, Jake. I can’t be here either. Edward proposed to me, and we’re going to get married. I’m a Cullen now.”


“So… she’s going to come right outside the hospital, and I’m going to jump out the window, and we’ll leave.”


“Mhm. I won’t get hurt.” Her voice was confident. “Oh, here she is. Bye, Jake.”

And she leaned over to kiss me on the cheek, before throwing her window open. She climbed up to the ledge, and jumped out. I ran to the window, and looked down, fearing for her life. All I saw was her waving from the car as she and Alice drove away, too fast, into the forest.

“Be safe, Bella.” I whispered.

(Alice’s Point of View)


The clock was getting quite annoying by now. I had been sitting here all day.


Think, Alice, think! Where in LaPush would the dogs take Bella? We couldn’t just walk in there without knowing where she was… Sam would come after us…


OK, try to concentrate. I need to ‘see’ where she is.






I yelped, and looked down at my cell phone, which was dancing on the table in front of me. I leaned forward on the couch as I answered. Who could be calling me?


“It’s Bella.”

“Oh my god! You’re alive!”

“Yes, I’m alive.”

“Who took you, Bella? Which one of those-”

“Jake.” Her tone was possessive, as if she were defending him. I sighed. At this point, they were as far mortal enemies as possible, and she still insisted on being friends with him…

“Bella, we don’t have time to waste. Edward-”

“Yes, I know…have you?”

I sighed. “No.”

“OK. So where are you?”

Mumbling. She didn’t know. I’m not sure why, but this bugged me to no end. Shouldn’t she know where she was?

“The LaPush hospital.”

“OK. You know where we are. Have you tried leaving?”

“Yes, I’ve tried leaving on my own.”

“You can’t?”

“What should we do?”

“I’ll just drive real fast and come over and get you then. Maybe I’ll have to steal a car that is fast enough to do it though…”

“Oh, you can’t do that! Not in LaPush!”

“Fine I’ll take my own car…What room are you in?”


“OK. I’ll be right there. You just have to jump out you’re window, and-”

“God! That’s twelve stories!”

“You won’t get hurt, Bella. Remember?” I felt like I was wasting time. Edward didn’t have long.

“Oh…that’s right.”

“OK I’m coming. Just don’t get into trouble, ok?”


“I will, Bella.”


“See you soon.”

As soon as I hung up, I was running out to my car, at full speed.

“I’ll see you guys at the airport in half an hour, ok? I’ll meet you there with Bella. Bye.” I didn’t speak higher than I would if they were right next to me. I knew they would hear.

I yanked my Turbo 911 into reverse. The bright yellow paint stood out against my sibling’s other cars. The car itself made me depressed. Some thing must be wrong with me. The car reminded me of the last time I went to Italy, also trying to save Edward. I hope he didn’t make this a habit…

In about three minutes, I was outside the hospital. I looked up to Bella, who waved to me. My god, she was gorgeous!!!

She looked down, uncomfortable.

“Come on, Bella. You can’t still be scared.” I mumbled, at a speed too quick for any human to even have the slightest chance of hearing.

“Shut up. I’m coming.”

I sighed.

“I’ll catch you. Come on…” I held my arms up.

She seemed content with that, and jumped. The look of exhilaration on her face made me jealous. I wish I had the time to jump like that, feel the wind on my face. A millisecond later, she was in my arms. She hopped into the passenger seat, and I started the car. I drove the car at 200mph.

She looked over to me. I did a double take when I saw the look of boredom on her face. “Can’t this go any faster? It’s so…slow…”

I laughed. “Of course it can.” And I pressed the pedal down more, pushing 300mph now.

I saw Jacob staring out his window out of the corner of my eye. His face was hurt and depressed. I glanced at Bella, and saw that she didn’t miss it either. I gave her a reassuring look.

“Be safe, Bella.” Jacob’s voice made her look away, embarrassed. I nearly hit a tree because I was laughing so hard. But then I swerved back onto the road and within ten minutes, was at the airport.

“OK, Bella.” We were both running, barely at human paces, to the airport entrance. “Edward has three days until he dies.” She flinched. “Sorry. Anyways, that’s not much time. We really have to hurry. OK?”

She nodded.


“There’s always a ‘but’, isn’t there?”

I smiled.

“Apparently. Anyways, it will probably take two days just to figure out how to break into the Volterra castle. So once we get in there, everything will come down to you. OK?”

She smiled grimly.

“It’s always me.” She mumbled.

I laughed once.

“Whether or not that’s true… you need to realize one thing: Everything is depending on you here, Bella.”

She looked over to me, her face immensely worried, then looked away quickly, trying to hide her panic.

“No pressure,” she mumbled.