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A Dark Adaptaton of New Moon

It's been a year since Edward left Bella. Strong ties bond Jacob and Bella together, but one night of surpise and misfortune will forver change the lives of these three people. What would you do when all you love is violently taken away?


12. Chapter 12 - Visitor

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Chapter 12 - Visitor

The morning came unexpectedly. The sound of birds chirping in a nearby tree pulled me from my sleep. I had cried until my tears ran dry and had unknowingly fallen asleep on the floor. I slowly got up, wincing at the soreness of my neck. I rub the back of it and as I slide my hand back down, I feel a cool spot on the left side of my neck, the spot where Edward had bitten me only a night ago. The little mark that brought on such a huge change. I shake off the memory and walk to the bathroom.

I begin to feel better after the hot shower. The sun is beaming into my room making it look like a majestic haven. I'm somewhat relieved that I will not be seeing Edward today and I busy myself with cleaning and organizing my bedroom. By noon, I've already packed five boxes of books, clothing and shoes and I have about two boxes of junk to throw out. I grab the lighter of the two boxes and walk downstairs to the back yard where I'll keep them by the porch until the garbage truck comes by to collect them.

As I straighten to turn back towards the door, a reflection from the corner of my eye catches my attention. I turn to face the forest just across the field and see a figure standing by the trees. My heart jumped for a moment at the possibility that Jacob had come to see me. I run down the steps and halfway across the field when my vision clears and I realize that it is not Jacob after all. I slow down to a stop. There, right on the edge of the forest stands Gabriel, eyes fixed on me, just as intensely as before. His hair is tied back but loose behind him. His brow forms a shadow hiding his part of his features, yet I can see his metal grey eyes locked on me.

I remember what Edward had told me yesterday. I remember the urgency in his voice when he told me to stay away from him. He never did tell me why other than he couldn't be trusted. Yet, he said he wouldn't hurt me either. I slowly begin to walk towards him. The closer I get to him the stranger it feels. He's wearing a dark brown worn leather jacket with black jeans and a black shirt. His beard is shortly trimmed along his strong jaw and his skin... As I come within three feet of him, I notice that the sun is all over him but his skin does not react the way the Cullens' does.

"The sun..." I say frowning and confused.

His eyes do not flinch. Instead he looks hypnotically at me - a small smile threatening to unfold, and trying to disguise itself.

"I'm vampire... but not by skin" he says in a distinct foreign accent. I can't help myself from staring at him idly. I feel that esoteric pull again, like I'm walking right to him, though I still stand in the same spot. He continues to look at me deeply and I find that I have to work hard to speak.

"What are you doing here?" I ask a little shakily. His almost smile seems to vanish.

"I've come... with a request" he says, eyes still fixed on me.

"What request?"

"Run" he says bleakly and I frown, trying to make sense of his odd response. "Go far away where they can't find you. Far away from the Cullens and from this place" he says as his eyes dance around the forest.

"What are you talking about?" I ask, completely taken aback by his words.

"You are not safe here. They will take you if they find you" he says.

"Who? The Volturi?" I ask. He only looks at me and I swear that every time those grey eyes lock on mine, I feel a tug, a draw towards him that I can't explain. He doesn't answer me.

"I know about the Volturi but I'm not afraid. Edward and I are getting married and they won't be able to do anything."

Something flashes in his eyes momentarily and it's gone as quick as it came.

"Edward doesn't know what you are. Believe me, they will come for you and they will take you" he says and his eyes look past me at my right. I turn to see Charlie's patrol car turning onto the driveway. When I turn back to ask him what he meant, he was gone. I looked all around and there was no sign of him other than a fading sensation in me. Once again, that inexplicable pull disintegrates with his departure and I am left with wonder.