The Sunshine Train
John F. Kennedy said once that the courage of life is often a less dramatic spectacle than the courage of a final moment; but it is no less a magnificent mixture of triumph and tragedy. A man does what he must, in spite of personal consequences, in spite of obstacles and dangers and pressures, and that is the basis of all morality.
I couldn't agree more.
Courage was the reason I was here. Courage and love. We know Edward and Bellas story during Twilight, but what if it was different? What if Alice was the new girl, and Bella was already a vampire? Would Jaspers self-control hold out when he meets a girl whos blood smells so intoxicating to him? Mostly AxJ, all canon pairings. Thank you so much to MoonSpinner for the amazing banner!!
Read on and enjoy. Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, and i never ever ever will :(
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"The two hours' traffic of our stage."
Someone once told me that John F. Kennedy said that the courage of life is often a less dramatic spectacle than the courage of a final moment; but it is no less a magnificent mixture of triumph and tragedy. A man does what he must, in spite of personal consequences, in spite of obstacles and dangers and pressures, and that is the basis of all morality.
I couldn't agree more.
You didn't need to be an empath to know that courage was the main reason I was here. Courage and love.
Emotions are the reasons behind our decisions, the things that spur us on. It was my love for Jasper that had brought me to this very moment, the love I felt for him the only thing that was stopping my fear. My courage to do the right thing was the only thing that was stopping me from turning around, and running as fast as I could from this spot.
I paused, my hand frozen on the cold metal of the old door handle. On a normal day I would be examining the grace and beauty of the old church, rising elegantly out of the long grass, surrounded by hundred of silent, watching, graves. But now, I was too busy thinking.
My mind wandered – more like ran screaming – back to a vision I'd had, months before. A simple glimpse of a future, my future, that had been decided at that very moment. A future where I was a vampire.
But that future was gone from me now, and all that lay ahead of me was darkness.
Dying wasn't one of the things I had ever spent my short life worrying about. It had never occurred to me to be afraid of the inevitable.
Recently especially, as my life, my future had become so helplessly entangled with Jasper's, my death had become a certainty. Whether by his hand or someone else's, I would die. Whether or not I was actually aware of this fact, until I came face to face with death, I wasn't sure. But I knew it then, because that was where I was.
And I wasn't afraid.
I refused to be afraid.
I couldn't quite bring myself to regret the choices that had brought me to this point, staring my death right in the eyes. I was almost thankful, though I barely dared admit it.
Life was hard. Life was a roller-coaster of emotions, a whirlwind of pain and passion. Death was easy, quiet and simple, poetic even. Death would mean peace.
Death would mean...leaving Jasper.
Could I do it, I wondered to myself. Could I die, and leave him?
If I was dying in the place of somebody I loved, somebody he loved, I thought I could. I had to die, so that she could live. I owed Jasper that. At least.
I took a deep breath – more for effect, than to try and prepare myself for the worst – and tugged on the cold metal of the door handle. The church door swung open, and a waft of warm, musty air washed over my face.
- First Sight
- Open Book
- Blood Typing
- Scary Stories
- Port Angeles
- Mind Over Matter
- The Cullens
- The Game
- The Hunt
- Phone Call
- Hide and Seek
- The Angel
- An Impasse
- Epilogue: An Occasion
- Authors Note.
- Alyss In Wonderland
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