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Nightshade - Waking Nightmare

Chapter Thirteen/ Forty-One is out.

A new score of vampires threatens life as Bella knows it. Responsible for gruesome murders and missing children, they are now roaming the northwest portion of the United States. The decision had come, to change Bella or not to change Bella? Either way, the small Cullen family does not seem to have a chance at protecting Forks with Emma on the fritz, even if they have help from your friendly neighborhood werewolvesr;  All of this belongs to Stephenie Meyer. I am just playing with it. Incase you have not figured it out yet, this is the sequel to Nightshade.

Everything is ready for Bella to be changed into a vampire. She has made all of her cuts from society and has begun to emotinally withdrawl from her familiy. Then, as the Cullen family hunts one last time before the fateful day, a friend from Bella's past shows up. To her, Bella is Izzie and Izzie is the only one that can help her.

All of this belongs to the beautiful Stephanie Meyer. She made up Twilight. We all her a debt of gratitude. Yea!

Be happy that I don't own this. Or sad. If I did, Bella would already be a vampire. But, she's not. Darn.

23. Chapter 23 - A Sembalance of Normalcy

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Chapter Twenty-Three - A Sembalance of Normalcy

We drove into Forks two days later. We had stopped several times to check on Emma and to sleep and eat. The Cullens all went out hunting while I stayed with Emma and munched on a burger. I did not sleep much. I was too worried. She should have woken up by now. But, she had not.

Charlie was on the Cullens' porch, waiting for us. We had told him to go there, it was safer. His eyes widened when Edward carried a fully wrapped Emma out.

“Oh my gosh. What happened?”

“I will explain. Edward, get Emma up to the spare room,” Carlisle held Esme protectively.

Edward nodded and gently carried Emma at a human pace up the stairs. It was not for Charlie’s benefit but for Emma’s. He did not want to cause her any more pain. I ran over and hugged Charlie. I was crying, but I did not mind. I was so happy to see him after all that had happened.

“Bella!” he exclaimed and tightly hugged me back. Holding me at arms length, he looked me up and down, “You don’t look any worse for the wear,”

“I’m not.” I gave him a halfhearted grin.

“What happened to Emma?” he asked.

“Come inside, Charlie. We will explain everything.” Carlisle put his hand on Charlie’s shoulder and lead him inside.

Carlisle told Charlie about Andromeda and the Nightshade coven and Kentucky and South Dakota. Charlie held me tighter and tighter against him as the story progressed.

“Bella!” he exclaimed whenever Carlisle finished, “Your life keeps getting more exciting by the minute!”

Carlisle nodded grimly, “And it will keep on doing so until she is a vampire.”

Charlie exhaled, “I know. When are you going to turn her?”

“You seem very sure that what we are doing is right. Do you not fear us?” Jasper cut in.

“It took me a while to come to terms with it. But, I trust you. I trust Bella and Emma. If it is what you think is best, then it probably is.” Charlie said slowly.

Carlisle nodded and Edward growled, “It is, despite what my son might think.”

Charlie looked at Edward incredulously, “You don’t want Bella to become a vampire?”

“No sir, I don’t. She will, but not until we do not have any other choice.” Edward said fiercely.

“Or whenever I bring it up again. Carlisle promised to change me after graduation and that was over a month ago.” I reminded him.

“But, you said that you wanted me to be the one to change you. My stipulation was that you do it after the wedding.” Edward said.

“Which will be any day now, so why are we bickering?” I asked with a smile.

Edward kissed my nose, “I haven’t the faintest,”

“Get a room!” Emmett catcalled.

I blushed. Charlie gave Edward and I stern looks.

“Don’t worry, Charlie. There will be nothing inappropriate under my house,” Esme reassured Charlie.

Charlie’s grin quickly faded, “Bella is going to live here?”

“It would be the easiest thing. We may have to pack up and move again, quickly to avoid any danger.” Carlisle told Charlie.

My dad just nodded. “Maybe,” he nodded, “If it is for the best.”

I ended up going over to Charlie’s every night. I made him and myself ample food. I packed up the extra for when we would have to leave. There were still a few of Emma’s dinners in the fridge. I went to throw them away but thought better of it.

Life returned to how it was before Emma had come with just a few changes. I waited daily to hear news about any change. None ever came.

Edward pulled me up the stairs into our room. How I loved to think that, our room. Collective, shared, together, joint, ours. I relished it. We had been back from Georgia for two days. As soon as the door shut with a soft click, Edward was on top of me. He kissed me cheeks, my nose, my forehead, my neck and collar bones, lingering long on my lips that he kissed once, twice, thrice.

I responded to his cold, comforting touch greedily. His scent filled my nostrils and I inhaled with relish. My angel, my all, my one and only, my love, my Edward. There are not words to describe how perfect Edward is. How caring, loyal, loving, kind, thoughtful, gentle, fierce, strong, compassionate my angel is. Every word falls short, just like every time I saw him took my breath away. Edward always went beyond description, beyond mind and reason, beyond the necessary body functions like breathing, beyond every thing. Edward’s perfection had no limits.

Slowly, after some time, he pulled away. Together, we collapsed down on our bed, our nice fluffy king sized bed. It had rosy cheeks and a black comforter. It was soft and squishy. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to down so I could lay next to him. I squirmed for a minute, getting comfortable. This was how we spent a lot of our time together, laying together, just talking and glowing in our love.

He held me against him as he planted his kisses up and down my neck. Our hands were clasped together just beneath my breasts. I listened to his habitual breathing, comforted by his presence. Despite the frostiness of it, his touch sent fire through me.

I loved him more than I ever thought I could love somebody. I had not known that love so strong was possible, but it was. I felt it flutter in my heart and race through my veins every time I saw him or heard him or thought of him. He was my one and my all.

“What are you thinking?” I asked him, basking in his radiant glow.

“About how angry I am at you,” he whispered.

“Angry?” I asked, stiffening.

Edward rubbed his thumb against the back of my hand and kept kissing my neck. It was hard to have cognizant thought with him doing that. But I would not stop it for the world.

“Yes,” he muttered, his lips parting and closing over my hear; even his breath was cold.

“Why?” I gulped as my body shook deep inside from the sensations that he sent through me. I doubt he even realized it. “Are you mad at me?” I barely was able to finish my sentence.

“Because I told you to stay in the car-” he started but I cut him off.

“You locked me in the trunk.” I snapped, my good mood evaporating.

“Only for your safety.” He was completely unconcerned with my anger. He just kept kissing me, lingering on my collar bones. I think that that was currently his favorite part of my body. “What kind of fiancee would I be if I let you die?”

“A bad one, I admit,” I sighed defeatedly and settled back against his chest. “You made a mark, but … still……” I let out a long breath.

“How about this? Bella, I am sorry that I locked you in the trunk of your Audi. It was wrong of me, but at the time, it seemed like the best solution.” He sounded so sincere it made my anger evaporate instantly. He was doing that on purpose, but at that time, I was too happy to care.

“I know that the words are not enough, but I love you Isabella Marie Swan,” he kissed my neck.

“Not as much as I love you, Edward Anthony Masen Cullen.” I breathed out. His touch sent sparks throughout my body.

“I highly doubt that,” he whispered.

“Hmm,” I moaned. I remembered what I had been meaning to ask him, “Edward?”

“Yes, love?”

“Before Andromeda took Esme, what did Charlatty say?”

“She could not remember meeting any of the women Carlisle described. However, she did not seem phased when Carlisle said that Emma sensed her coming.” Edward stroked my hair.

“She wasn’t surprised?”

“No. She said that she had always known that Emma was special,” he said.

“How so?” I asked.

“It is hard to explain. Even Charlatty had trouble. She compared Emma to an indigo child. She isn’t or… wasn’t…… but was similar to one.”

“How so?”

“Emma, when she was younger, was subject to fits. Not fits like crying, screaming or thrashing about, bu more like fits where she would stare off in to space. She would start to talk in nonsense, at first, saying things that did not make sense. Quickly, they realized that it was much more than something so trivial.

“Emma would know things that she should not have known. She saw things too irrelevant or abstract for normal humans. Carlisle thinks that that was why she was able to adjust so well to being a vampire. She already knew to a certain extent, that we existed.

“As a human, she had exceptional hearing and extraordinary vision. It was amazing; far better than doctors could ever comprehend. Not only were things clearer, she saw things that people missed. She sees colors that other eye cannot. When you become a vampire. all of your senses increase a hundred fold. Your idea of colors will change dramatically. Bella, Emma sees colors that even I can’t.

“That is another thing. Emma is going to be an especially unique vampire. She was an especially unique human. As a vampire, all of her talents, thoughts, powers will increase ginormously. If they knew about her, the Volturi would stop at nothing to control her. You can not tell any one,” he warned.

“I understand,” I said.

“Good. There is no telling what she will be able to do. Carlisle needs to sit down and help her figure out what her power is. The sooner she can control it, the better.”

We fell silent for a time.

“Edward?” I said at last.

“Yes, Bella?”

“Is Emma like a super-vampire or something?” I knew that it wounded stupid. It was a legitimate question, however, that I would have answered.

His chuckle rumbled throughout me. “Hardly. She is just special. Special like Aro hopes you will be. Special like I know you are.”

“But I do not see things or other colors!” I protested.

“”But you are deeply intuitive and you share the uncanny sense of knowing things,” he pointed out.

Fear froze my insides. I was a lot like that, a lot like Emma. How dangerous would I be as a vampire?

We were all sitting in the Cullens living room. Charlie had come over with Carlisle after work. Esme, Alice, Rosalie and I sat around wedding catalogs. Carlisle had asked Esme to renew their wedding vows with him. We thought that that was just the most romantic thing. The boys were less than enthused. Now, we watched the original Die Hard movie, everybody saying the most famous and explicit quote of the movie.

Rain pelted down, watering the deep green grass. I leaned up against Edward’s knees. My hand was intertwined with his and they rested on my shoulder. Thunder rumbled in the distance.

“If this keeps up, maybe we can go play baseball later,” Emmett suggested.

“That sounds like a lot of fun,” Edward agreed. “How about it, Bella?”

I smiled, “Would I ever say no?”

Carlisle looked at Alice who nodded, “It will keep going,”

“Would you like to come, Charlie?” Carlisle asked.

Charlie looked hesitant. “Am I going to have to play?”

Edward laughed, “No sir. You can sit and watch with Bella.”

Charlie smiled, “Then I would love to come.”

Thud! Thud! Thu-thu-thu-th-th-th-THUD!

We all turned and looked at Emma who ran down the stairs. “Why didn’t any body tell me it was raining?” she shrieked and darted out the doors.

“EMMA!” I yelled and followed her.

She turned around. She was all ready in the middle of the yard. “Yes?”

I ran and hugged her with all of my might, “Are you all right? I was so worried! Oh my goodness, Emma!” I started to sob.

“Izzie?” Emma looked me in eyes. “I am fine. Don’t worry.”

“I want to be the judge of that,” Carlisle said suddenly right beside us.

Emma cocked her head to the side as we lead her back indoors. “What happened?”

“You don’t remember any of it?” Esme said distressed.

“No. I remember Andromeda taking you and me pounding her face literally into the stone. I remember a lot of vampires that I didn’t know. I remember pain. But that is all.” Emma chewed on her lip.

“That is understandable, Emma.” Carlisle unwrapped the bandage around her neck. The deep gashes that were there had healed over completely.

“What happened? Why am I being a mummy for Halloween?” Emma asked while Carlisle unbound her arm.

“Four of the Nightshade coven tried to quarter you.” I said, taking her hand in mine.

Her right arm was till bruised and had a long cut. It went up the length of her arm and across part of her chest. Her other arm was still bruised, but the marks of the vampires were gone. Her right shoulder was not completely healed yet, either nor was her elbow.

“Oh. Right. Ouch. And, how is every body? Are they hurt?” Emma asked.

“Emmett’s chest is almost better and Carlisle is still healing as is Alice.” Edward said. Emma looked at Emmett and Alice. They both sported thick bandages much similar to their own. She looked back at Carlisle. His bandage was barely visible from the top of his shirt.

“Every body else?”

“We are all fine,” Rosalie assured her.

“Good.” Emma smiled. “Where are we? Forks, never mind. Don’t answer that. I see Charlie and I remember your house. It is very nice, by the way. How is Esme?”

“Fine, dear.” Esme kissed Emma’s forehead. “We were worried about you.”

“I am fine. Always have been a quick healer,” Emma dismissed it with a wave of her arm and then hissed in pain.

“If you are such a quick healer, why were you unconscious for a whole week? You scared us, kid.” Emmett hugged her shoulders.

“I was unconscious?” Emma gasped.

We all nodded.

“It was pretty scary,” I told her.

She looked down, “Sorry for scaring you.”

“Don’t you worry about that.” Esme dismissed that.

“You are pretty much healed.” Carlisle said. “Your muscles will be sore, especially in your legs. Also, you will need to keep your arm and chest bandaged for the next little while. The cuts will not bleed or anything like that. It is for show, really. If people saw you walking along with cuts as severe as those, they would ask questions.”

Emma nodded, taking it all in stride. “When will I be able to take them off?”

“In a couple of weeks,” Carlisle said, making her hopeful face fall.

“I will help you change. You have been in the same clothes for two weeks.” Rosalie helped her up.

Alice was by her side, “She will want a shower. I can help with that. I have had practice.” She winked at me.

I blushed. “I’ll come help, too.”

We ushered a protesting Emma up the stairs. For once, we played Barbie Doll Emma rather than Barbie Doll Bella, so I was happy. It was actually a lot of fun, as long as it was some one else.

We did not go for cute. More like, recuperatory. She was baggy black sweats and a blue tank top with a sports jacket if she wanted it. We gave her pigtails. She made them look annoyingly good. Emma walked back downstairs with us. It was time to go play baseball.

Despite what she said, no body ever considered that Emma was well enough to drive and run. Edward drove us in his Volvo to the spot where we had to run. After that, I climbed onto my angel’s back. Emma was grumbling put onto Jasper’s. Despite his protests that he was to heavy, Emmett picked Charlie up and ran. It took seconds of blasting winds before we climbed down.

Charlie, Emma, Esme and I sat and watched. Charlie was flabbergasted by the Cullens power at the game. He whistled appreciatively several times and said that he would never be able to watch humans play it again. That, I seriously doubted.

It was so much fun. The best part was, there were no rogue vampires coming. Emma froze when the wind blew. I thought too soon.

All of the vampires froze.

“Dogs,” Esme hissed.

Edward ran up and picked me up. Charlie bristled for just a second then relaxed. He was starting to trust Edward. Emma took Charlie’s hand in her good one and pulled him down behind her. We formed a crescent moon, with Carlisle, Esme and Emma in the front with Emmett and Jasper threateningly behind them. Rosalie, Alice and Edward flanked Charlie and I, who were more towards the back.

The six Quileute werewolves we- Wait! Six? Sure enough, there were six.

“No,” escaped my lips before I could stop it. Charlie gave me a severe look.

“What do you want?” Carlisle asked amiably.

They ran off and shifted so as to pull their pants back on. They returned, Sam at the front. “We came to remind you about the treaty.”

“Yes yes, don’t break it. We know,” Emmett rolled his eyes.

Jacob’s eyes narrowed, “We mean it! Do not break it! Or else?”

“Or else what?” Emma stepped, foreword. She looked threatening, despite or perhaps because of her bandaged arm.

“Emma?” Embry gasped, “What happened?”

“We got in a fight with this other vampire coven and it went like BOOM!” she giggled chipperly.

“Oh,” Embry tried to make sense of what she said.

“Shut up, leech!” Paul snapped.

“Don’t call her that!” Embry jumped to Emma’s defense.

“She is!”


“Both of you!” Sam ordered, “I will not tolerate that right now!”

“Do you have anything else to say?” Edward calmly asked.

Jacob growled and crouched.

“Jacob! Stop!” I cried.

“Jacob?” Charlie said in disbelief and pushed his way to the front. “Jacob Black?”

The werewolves froze. After a minute, Jacob whispered, “Charlie?”

“Jacob Black! What are you doing out here? Does your father know?” Charlie thundered. “Why are you half naked? And what the hell do you mean by not breaking the treaty?”

Sam glared at Carlisle, “We certainly have things to discuss. Until then. Let’s go.” He turned and darted into the forest. They waited until they were in the forest and naked before changing.

When they were gone, Charlie turned to face Carlisle. “What treaty were they talking about?”

“The one made long ago. They can’t divulge what we are and we cannot bite any body are the most prominent facts about it.” Carlisle answered. “You will probably be getting a call from your friend, Billy.”

“Will you be there whenever he explains everything?” Charlie asked.

“If you want us to be.”

Charlie nodded, “That might be a good idea,”

“Paint ball?” I groaned.

Emmett nodded. “Uh-huh. We do it every year. We have a designated course-slash-field marked off and everything.”

“Sounds like fun,” Emma quipped up.

Emmett nodded emphatically. “It will be awesome. Eight hours of exclusive matches of the deadly ( metaphorically) paint ball action to the extreme!”

Emma grinned. “I am so there,”

“You are not so there, young lady.” Carlisle looked at her bandaged arm and chest as well as her still bruised covered body.

“But! But!” Emma tried to come up with an argument for her to go.

“We can stay here and watch movies.” I suggested, brightly.

“Nope.” Emma shook her head, “If I am not allowed go to, then you have to. I need to know exactly what happens.”

“I don’t want to go! Besides, the Cullens do not have any armor. I can’t play unless I have some.”

“Armor. That is a good idea,” Alice tapped her chin thoughtfully, “Carlisle, can Emma and Bella come if we get them protective gear?’

“You just want to go shopping,” I accused.

Alice shrugged, “Maybe I do. What do you think, Carlisle?”

The head of the Cullen family looked thoughtful for a moment, “I suppose that that would work. It would protect both of their fragile skins,”

“My skin is not fragile!” Emma said defensively.

“Whatever you say!” Alice winked. Emma scowled.

“Come on, we need to go get you all gear so we can leave tomorrow.” Alice grabbed both Emma and my arms.

“Alice! OW!” Emma pulled back.

“Emma! I forgot! I am so sorry!” Alice said frantically.

“It is fine. I am okay. Let’s go.” Emma walked out to my Audi. “I assume that I am still banned from driving?”

I smiled, “Yup,”

She wrinkled her face and took shot gun. Alice climbed into the back seat. Because we outnumbered her, we chose to do our shopping at Wal-Mart rather than Mike’s family’s store. Sadly, the large retailer did not have anything in our size. Or that would stand up tot he barrage of paint balls that Rosalie had no doubt tinkered with. I glumly parked outside of Newton’s Gaming and Hiking Emporium.

Emma walked in first. Mike was working today. His face perked up when he saw us.

“Bella!” Maybe it was just me that he was excited to see. “How are you? I heard about the car accident!”

I grimaced at out boldface lie of a cover-up story. We had spread rumors, via Charlie, that we had gone down to Florida for Carlisle’s timeshare when we had a nasty crash in the rental car. Emma had been in a coma for a week because of it. The town had lapped it up. Every day, people showed up at Charlie’s house with food, flowers, and get well cards. Emma basically had to come over from ten to four so she could thank every body for everything. It was both amusing and embarrassing.

“I am fine, Mike. Thanks for asking,” I said with a small smile, “We need to by some paint ball gear,”

“You are going paint balling?” he looked incredulous.

Alice grinned and took charge, “She is going to be a natural. Do you have any protective wear? Like, armor, maybe?”

“It would have to be military issued,” I muttered under my breath.

Emma giggled. Mike did not hear my statement. He flashed Emma what he thought was a dazzling smile. She gave him a terse glare, the sparkle leaving her eyes.

“You changed contacts,” he said after a second.

“I was just so jealous of Alice’s eyes that I wanted them to match,” she defended her new golden eyes.

“That is cool,” he shrugged, “This way.”

Mike showed us an arrayment of armor. There was some stuff that looked thick enough to be military grade. Alice picked out two smalls and then two helmets and two pairs of goggles. I blinked. It was a good thing that she had come. I would not have thought to purchase either of those things.

We paid and went back home. It was funny. I now thought of the Cullens mansion, my mansion seeing how I was soon to be Mrs. Edward Cullen, as home rather than the little house that I had lived all of my life in Forks in.

We went inside and tired everything on. Regrettably, it all fit perfectly. I ate and fell asleep before Edward came back from hunting. That was a mistake. Sleep made the morning come quicker. And, I most definitely did not want the morning to come.

I stood in the middle of the woods, holding a too big gun for me. Emma stood beside me. We looked like twins; both of us not having a clue on how to do this. We had the general idea, but nothing specific. That was why we had formed an alliance. That way, if one of us went down, we both would. That made me feel slightly better.

“Do you see any body?” I asked.

“No. I can not see anything worth seeing through these things. They totally magnify the sun’s glare. It is a little distracting.” she said. “Duck!”

We both dropped to the ground. A second later, Emmett came busting into our patch off woods. He looked around. He could smell us, but we had spent two hours already camouflaging our suits.

Emma leapt up onto her knees followed by a slower me. We fired rapidly at Emmett. The first few balls hit him square in the chest. He quickly regained his barings and ducked behind a tree. He left off a few clips before taking cover again.

Just then, Edward emerged from the woods. He aimed his gun at Emma and I before stopping. He had promised that he would not hit me. Since Emma and I were identical, he could not shoot either of us. The thick armor stifled our scents fairly well.

I shrugged at Emma. We both fired on a helpless Edward. I had not promised him the same thing. He gave us an outraged looked and was too distracted to defend himself. Glaring, he fired at one of us. To his eternal sorrow, it was me.

“Edward!” I screamed as two of his paint pellets hit me in the leg. I was thankful now that I had on a protective clothing. That would have really hurt if I had not.

My outburst meant Emma’s demise. Edward turned all of his fire on her. She shot back, littering his bare glowing chest with bright orange paint. Emmett leaped out from behind his cover and shot at me. Edward stopped firing at Emma so her could retaliate for me at Emmett. I shot at Edward. He glared at me and kept shooting at Emmett. Emma hit both Edward and Emmett several times with her bright orange pain. It mixed with my purple paint and looked very brownish.

Alice leapt into the clearing, firing her green pellets. I fired at Alice. She grinned at me and fired back. Emma took a few shots at Jasper who came in on the opposite sides. Rosalie joined us soon after with her red paint. Carlisle and Esme were the last to come. Blue and Yellow paint entered the fray. I collapsed four hours later, covered in paint and exhausted.

Emma sat next to me, laughing. “That was so much fun!”

“Sure. What ever you say,” I grumbled.

“Really, Izzie, you should get a better outlook on life.”

“What if I want to be sad?” I asked.

“What do you have to be sad about?” she responded.

I grimaced and fell silent. I had unintentionally turned our fun outing into a dark place for reminiscing. I couldn’t do that. I still had a few balls left in my gun. I fired them at Emma.

She looked down where they had hit her than back up at me. “Low blow!” she giggled.

We both knew that she was out of ammunition. She picked up a handful of twigs, mud and leaves that were painted stained and threw them at me.

“Hey!” I shrieked, throwing plenty back at her.

While we waited to be found by the Cullens, we had a very nice mud fight. Alice about fainted when she saw our mud covered suits, all leaf covered and stick mutilated.

“Nice,” Jasper laughed beside her. “ You should think about marketing that.”

Emma and I stuck our tongues out at him together.