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.
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7. Chapter 7
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The bitter taste awakened me. I jumped up, spitting the warm vile fluid from my mouth, blood speckling the sheets. As I leaned forward, I realized I was in a bed that was not my own. I wiped my mouth with my hand, not knowing how I got here when suddenly, I remembered her voice. I spun around quickly, not expecting to find her sitting there, with her legs crossed beneath her, right by my side. I startled her.
"I'm... I..." she stuttered.
"Bella" I breathed, relieved to see her.
"Are you alright?"
"Are you okay?" she asked frowning.
Her voice does something sensuous to me every time she speaks. It spreads through me like a drug, sedating all my senses until the only thing left to feel is my beating heart. I can't help by smile at her.
"I've woken to find you by my side, Bella. I am so much more than ‘okay'.
Her eyes shifted nervously to her hands where she held something green and leathery.
"What is that?" I asked curiously.
I couldn't help but chuckle quietly. "I've woken you find you by my side. I am more than ‘okay'.
"It's an iguana" she muttered. "I couldn't find anything else... and I thought... I figured you needed blood."
My insides were turning but I disguised it with a smile. The fact that she was taking care of me, made me want to pull her into my arms and kiss her, taste her - but I vowed not to touch her unless she invited me to do. How I wish she would.
"You passed out" she muttered.
"Yes. I did" I said, remembering how weak I felt when I pushed myself off her.
"Was it..." she bit her lip. "Am I ..."
"Venomous?" I added. "Yes, very much so" I said, remembering the blistering burn that spread through my neck when she sunk her teeth into me. It was uncomfortable, but erotic in a way.
"Does... that do anything to you?"
"Oh yes" II heard myself say aloud and immediately regretted it.
"How so?" she asked, with a concerned look.
I took a deep and uncomfortable breath and she knew then.
"Oh" she said awkwardly.
"Forgive me, I didn't mean to..."
"It's okay" she cut in. "I suppose it's in you nature, being a vampire and all."
Her awareness surprised me. I stared at her momentarily, wondering just how much she knew of our kind. Was this the reason why she had refused to drink my blood at first?
I watched her skeptically. "Blood and sex share a common link for us vampires. They are equally tempting."
She blushed and lowered her head to disguise herself. So it was the reason, then.
"Which is why you must be cautious" I continued. "Once you have tasted their blood, you may find yourself aroused".
Something told me she already knew this but I brought it to surface out of sheer curiosity. I wanted to see her reaction.
"I don't want to live off blood" she muttered.
"And you can choose not to, but for the time being, blood is what the baby needs in order to survive."
"Can't I have just drink animal blood?"
"Not right now. The blood of animal is an acquired taste. It is rarely consumed by vampires, except for the Cullens, of course."
Her eyes dropped at the mention of their name and I was hit by both, guilt and jealously.
"Bella, it doesn't matter right now. I wasn't going to let you go off looking for blood. It is why I brought you to this island in the first place. To get you away from human temptation, at least until the child is born."
"So what will I do for food? How can I feed myself?" she asked frowning.
"I'll take care of it. Don't you worry."
"You don't expect me to feed off of you, I assume" she said irritably.
"No, of course not. Though, my blood is yours to take whenever you please."
She looked at me blankly.
"Will the baby be venomous as well?"
"He will be much more venomous."
"But is there a chance than maybe he won't be. I mean, you're not venomous and neither was I when I got pregnant."
"Bella, he will be venomous. He will be a pure vampire. And he will possess all of my abilities and your protection."
"How do you know all this?"
I hesitated. I didn't want to alarm her in her delicate state, but she had to know.
"Bella, there's much I want to tell you, but you must get rid of that wretched thing" I said eyeing the dead lizard.
She blinked and looked down at her hands and said, "oh". In a flash, she moved across the room and back, her hands clean and smelling of soap.
"You're incredibly fast for a newborn."
"Tell me" she said, her eyes curious.
I stared at her idly before I found my voice again.
"Bella, what do you know of me?"
She looked at me, puzzled by question.
"That you're half vampire and half human and that you can do a lot of superhuman stuff."
"Is that all?"
"And you're old" she said and I fought back the urge to burst out laughing. "Why?" she asked.
"You truly do not remember anything of your past? Perhaps, a dream or any feeling of déjà vu?"
She bit her bottom lips and I knew instantly that she was holding back on something.
"Have you?" I asked watching her carefully. After a moment of hesitation, she spoke.
"No. But I've had..." she drifts off.
"You've had what?"
"Visions... whenever you came too close to me or touched me... I had visions."
I am absolutely stunned by her revelation.
"What did you see?"
She seemed annoyed at my questioning. "What does this have to do with anything?"
"Everything, Bella. If you remember anything of our past - then you probably know about my family."
" Your family?" she frowns. "No... I'm afraid I know nothing of your family except for what you told me about what they did to me. To us."
I didn't know how to tell her or how she would react but I swore to myself to never lie to her again.
"Bella, I am the son of Ivar and brother of Aro... the ruler of the Volturi."
Her eyes were fixed on mine, unreadable.
"Is this a joke?" she finally asked.
"No. It is not" I said gravely.
Her lips formed a hard line and she stood up, glaring at me.
"The Cullens were taken and you did nothing?" she asked incredulously.
"Bella..." but she didn't let me speak.
"They killed my father and you did nothing to stop them?!"
"It's not the way you're thinking. Let me explain."
She turned around, pacing back and forth with her hands on her head.
"I killed my father to avenge you death and I fled my kingdom, leaving my brother to rule. I have evaded him since. But now he's discovered you and knows that we are expecting a child. A child that will bring an end to his kingdom."
She was looking at me know, horrified.
"It has been prophesized that the birth of our son will bring the fall of the Volturi."
She stood frozen in place, eyes wide in shock. She slowly brought her hands to her stomach. There was silence for a long moment and then she walked slowly to the window. I stood up and followed close behind her, stopping by her side.
"How long have you known?" she asked hollowly.
"The news came to me only hours after I learned of the pregnancy."
Tears were forming in her eyes.
"Bella, please know that have nothing to fear. I will keep you safe."
She pulled her face together and squared her jaw to look at me, tears streaming down her face.
"He wants to kill me because of the baby's abilities, doesn't he?"
"Yes" I said grimaced.
"What abilities is it that you posses? I've seen you heal, I've seen you vanish in thin air, I've seen you transform into a bat... What else can you do?"
I stared at her, wishing I could answer her simply, wishing I could conjure a list of the things I can do, but I couldn't. I didn't know what I could do, or how or why. It was a complexity that to this day I couldn't fully understand. I leaned closer to her; trying to find a way to make her see, make her understand. So, I raised my hand and wiped a tear off her face, catching it in my palm. I held it up to her, opening my hand to reveal diamonds where tears should've been.
"Everything" I finally answered as she stared in awe at the crystals in my hand.