Transformation & Infatuation
When Edward meets a mysterious young girl and is faced with the decision of saving her or letting her die, he unknowingly turns her. As a newly turned vampire, Bella is confused and alone, and is searching for the mysterious angel that saved her.
This story was originally published on fanfiction.net, and is by the same author.
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Edward. You’re home, my father’s relieved thoughts greeted me. Esme’s been so worried. I sighed in disappointment. I had caused her unnecessary grief. I’m in my study if you’d like to talk. I got out of my Volvo and walked up the steps, entering my home.
Nothing had changed during my absence. No dust had accumulated on my piano. Another sign of my mother’s devotion. I walked to my father’s study, tracing my fingers along the familiar walls. Please come in.
I gently pushed the door open, and walked in. “Would you care to take a seat?” he asked me. My eyes flashed to the comfortable leather chairs near his desk.
“I think I’d rather discuss this with the whole family,” I said. For the first time, his eyes met mine, noticing their bright burgundy color. A look of shock passed behind his eyes, and then he gained control of his emotions. His face was once again calm and serene.
“Alright. I’ll gather up the family while you clean up, okay?” I nodded in agreement. As I turned to walk out, he placed his hand on my shoulder. “We all love you, you know. What ever happened, we’ll forgive you and give you help and advice, if you need it.”
“Thanks, Dad, but I don’t deserve your love or help.” His gaze appeared troubled as I walked out into the hallway.
I grabbed a new set of clothes from my room, and then showered and changed mechanically. By the time I had finished, I could hear the thoughts of four of my family members coming from the living room downstairs.
Entering the living room, I was met with a great bear hug. “Edward!” Emmett called in glee as he squeezed me. “You’re back!”
“Yes, Emmett, I’m back.” Jasper must have felt my raging emotions of hated and despair because I suddenly felt calm. “Jasper,” I said as I nodded in greeting and thanks.
“Oh, Edward!” Esme signed as she, too, hugged me. “Are you alright?” she asked me, worried.
“Yes, Mom. I—I’m fine.” She looked up, startled by the odd tone of my voice. She gasped, noticing my now-red eyes.
“Edward? What’s happened?” she asked, confused.
“What? What did I miss?” asked Emmett.
I sighed, then sat down. “Please sit down, everyone. I need to talk to you.” It was then that I noticed my sisters’ absence. “Alice and Rosalie?”
“Out hunting. They’ll be home in a half hour,” Carlisle explained. “Go ahead and tell us what happened.” Esme, sitting beside me, rubbed my shoulder reassuringly.
“Whoa, Edward!” Emmett said, catching sight of my eyes.
“Yes. I know. Please, let me explain. You know I left, and you know why. My flight had a layover in JFK airport. From there we were going straight to Florence. About a half hour before we were supposed to land, I smelled this girl. And she smelled…she smelled better than any human I had ever smelled. Her scent was so strong that it took everything I had to not take her in front of all the other humans on the plane. Without realizing what I was even doing, I found myself walking toward her. I stopped and tried to get control of myself. As I did this, the plane suddenly started trembling and shaking horribly. Then everything turned into chaos.
Everyone was screaming and running. Some of the humans had fallen and were already unconscious. The plane was about to hit the water when I decided that I could not let the girl die. I had to try to save her, so I grabbed her and kicked out the wall and jumped into the water. I tried to save her, I really did.” Jasper tried to calm my mounting hysteria, and Esme patted my back comfortingly.
“But I was too late. She was bleeding, and unconscious. I attempted CPR, but I made no progress. My venom kept building up in my throat. I tried to fight myself, but I…I went insane. I tried not to, but I found my jaws on her throat. Her blood…. It was delicious. But then I thought of you,” I looked at my family, “and felt disgusted with myself. I couldn’t hear her heartbeat, so I left. Her passport said her name was Bella Swan--.”
“You idiot!” a voice shouted.
“Alice?!” Esme yelped in surprise.
“I can’t believe you would do this! Especially to an innocent human girl!” Alice’s face was contorted in rage.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Carlisle thundered. “He feels guilty enough as it is, without you yelling at him!”
“No, it’s fine. I’m sorry, Alice.” I hung my head in shame.
“Wait a minute. Which part are you apologizing for? Not answering my call warning you that the plane was going to crash in a few minutes? Or are you apologizing for biting and then turning Bella, and then abandoning her?”
“I—wait, what?” I asked, surprised.
“’What’ to which question?”
“Yes, you moron. Well, sort of. Alive in the undead sense. But no, you didn’t permanently kill her.”
“Well,” Carlisle said. “This is certainly an unexpected change of events.”