A Dark Adaptation of Breaking Dawn
The new moon illuminating the ink blue night, marks the dawn of a new world where chaos is about to be unleashed once again between the wolves and the vampires. Under layers of stone and concrete, a King paces back and forth in his room, shaken by the probability of a fallen kingdom. Men begin to shape into wolves in a nearby distance, mouths watering for flesh. And somewhere in the depths of a Romanian forest, a pair of chocolate brown eyes shoot wide open with a sudden gasp, announcing the beginning of a new life.
For those of you who have read my previous fanfic, "A Dark Adaptation of New Moon", I present to you the continuation of the story. Thank you for all your feedback. I hope you enjoy it!
11. Chapter 11
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We laid there on the sand, tangled in the comforter knowing that it was time for him to go but not making any move as of yet. I thought that once the heat had passed, once the fire slowly burned down to a flame, that I would regret having slept with him again. But I didn't. It's not to say that I wasn't ashamed because I truly was. I love Edward and I doubt that would ever change but I could no longer fight this feeling I have for Gabriel. Since the moment I met him, there was something there, something that pulled me to him, something that incapacitated me whenever I looked at him. His voice, his accent, electrifies my blood.
He laid on his back next to me, my head tucked beneath his shoulder and I wondered what life will be like for me, living with him, raising our son.
"What are you thinking?" he asked.
"Are you sure you don't know?" I asked dubiously. He laughed softly as he rubbed my arm.
"Bella, I'm not getting in your head."
"So, you can then... if you wanted to." I said looking up at him. "I thought I was this superhuman being with a super human shield that kept everyone out. What happened to that?"
"You are a force to be reckoned with, indeed. But you've opened your mind to me in the past."
He didn't answer me. He just kissed my forehead and laughed. I gave up trying to pick on it and wrapped my arm around him.
"Have you given any thought to the child's name?" he asked. Until now, I hadn't. I didn't know what to call him.
"No." I said, staring at the moon.
"Would you like to name him after your father?" Charlie's face came up fresh in my mind, sending a sharp pain to my heart. I never got to say good-bye. And my mother, I didn't know what had become of her.
"No" I said quietly. "My father's life was taken away viciously. I wouldn't want to name my son after such a painful memory."
He held me tighter and kissed me once again. I stared up at the moon, its light shining down over the dark sea, making the water seem silver in the dark and then it occurred to me.
"I'll name him Lucian" I said.
"The bearer of light" I said smiling.
"Lucian" he said curiously. "That's a fine name, indeed."
We didn't say anything else after that. We just lay close together, staring up at the night's spectacular sky. I knew we had to get up. He had to leave to go back to Italy, but for the first time, I felt like I wanted him near, right by my side. I didn't want the moment to go away.
He was holding me firmly when all of a sudden, his hold on me loosened and his arm went slack.
"Are you ok?" I asked but he didn't respond. I lifted my head to look at him and found his eyes staring idly at the sky, wide and glassy. His face washed of all expression, as slack as the rest of his body.
"Gabriel?" I asked anxiously, pushing myself upright. He didn't respond. If it weren't for his beating heart, I'd had thought he was dead.
I placed my hands on his chest and shook him, but still, he wouldn't respond.
"Gabriel?" and now my voice was frantic. I kept shaking him but nothing happened. He continued to stare up at nothing, his eyes far away.
I panicked, holding my head between my hands for what seemed like minutes when he suddenly gasped, and his eyes came back to life. Relief rushed through me as I took hold of his face.
"Are you all right? What happened?"
He stared at me, his eyes moving rapidly along my face. He still didn't speak.
"Dammit Gabriel! What's wrong?" I glared.
"Nothing. Nothing... I'm all right, Bella."
"What happened to you?"
He frowned and his eyes drifted to the side, before making their way back to mine."
"Nothing. I swear. I'm perfectly fine" he said trying to add normalcy to his tone.
He looked at me, and I could tell he was holding something back.
"Come with me" he whispered. I looked down at him questioningly.
"But I thought you said ..."
"I know what I said. But I want you to come with me" he murmured softly but with urgency in his tone.
I stared at him not understanding his sudden change of mind. He fought so adamantly in keeping me away from Volterra and now he wanted to take me with him. It just didn't make any sense at all.
"I just need you to come with me, Bella. You will be safe. Please trust in me."
I bit my lip, wondering what had just happened. One minute he was relaxed and laughing, enjoying himself and now he was tense, too tense. I stared at him curiously.
"Fine. If you think its best, then I'll go with you."
There was something different about him, something different about the way he looked at me. He stood up, grabbing his pants and pulling them on. Not even his wickedly muscular body did anything to calm my nerves. He took me by the hand and helped me to my feet, placing one hand on my stomach as if it were going to fall.
"I need to gather a few things before we take off." he said and he wrapped his arm around me and in a flash, we were standing in the living room of the house. Immediately, he walked off, leaving me completely dazed and confused. I have no idea what has gotten into him, but I wasted no time either. I went straight to the room and took a quick shower, faster than any human running late to work and threw on a long dress and a sweater. When I came back to the living room, he was waiting for me, staring at me with the same oddness like before.
I walked up to him, waiting for him to grab me and disappear but he didn't move. Instead, he raised his hands and tore off the leather band from his wrist and removed the golden ring from it, dropping the band on the floor. He took my hand and I was glad that I had taken off the ring that Edward had given me, while I was at Alaska, because now, he slid his ring onto my finger.
"Bella, I want you to know that I love you" he said looking into my eyes now. "I have done many things that I am not proud of, but I did them all for you. I want you to know, that you and Lucian are safe and I will give up my life if I have to in making sure that you always are. I'm taking you with me, Bella, because I need you to be there, but I don't want you to be afraid, no matter what you may see. Promise me that you'll listen to me, and do what I say, no matter what."
"Why are you telling me all this?" I asked feeling very much afraid.
"Promise me" he insisted.
I stared back at him, worried about his sudden change.
"Ok, I promise. But you promise me you'll be safe" I scorned.
He hesitated, frowning as his eyes looked away and then came back to me.
"I promise" he murmured and he leaned into me, as I pressed my face to his chest, holding on to him tightly, and we disappeared."