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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.

6. Chapter 6- Mike's Opps-Up on Thursday

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Chapter Six - Thursday

“Izzie!” Emma screamed, “Are you all right?”

“What happened?” I asked, still groggy.

As things came into focus. I realized that I was in my truck. How did Emma keep getting me here? I saw what had caused the tremors. A large suburban was staring down my truck. The windshield was cracked and there was a gaping whole in it. It looked like it was going to fall in any second. Emma’s window was completely shattered and her door had a nasty looking dent. The front end of my truck was smashed like a crumpled piece of paper.

Emma vanished for a second. Then, she reappeared by my side like she was never gone. “I had to drop out the engine,” she whispered.

Relief swept over me, quelling a an unknown anxiety. My truck was not going to explode.

“Oh my gosh! I am so sorry!” a voice I knew yelled.


The baby-faced boy looked at me. His eyes widened in horror. He was at loss of what to do.

“Bella… I … I … I …”

“Call the police!” Emma commanded.

“We’re in Forks!” I hissed in her ear.

“It is almost three now. We have been on the road since four this morning,” Emma explained.

That would explain why I was so tired.

“Bella, your dad is on his way. You and your friend are going to be all right.” Mike tried to sound reassuring. His voice cracked and he was paler than Edward.

“How is my truck?” I found my voice.

“Totaled,” Emma lowly growled.

“It looks really bad. But I think that it can be fixed. I’ll pay for it, of course. It is my fault. Gosh, Bella, I am so so sorry. I looked down for just a second an-” I stopped listening to him.

Emma rolled her eyes. She already did not like Mike. Suddenly, she froze, “Izzie, you’re bleeding.” She took on her calm voice. It was slightly strained and I could tell that she was trying to not let me know. I felt a warm trickle of blood go past my left eye. I became terrified. New vampires had very little self-control and Emma had yet to eat. I was about to scream as she reached forward.

“You are lucky,” she reached past me and pulled open my glove compartment, “that I thought a head to put a first-aide kit in here. You need it,”

She lathered her hands with hand sanitizer. Gingerly, she pulled away the loose strands my hair. In oticed that she had stopped breathing. Next, she wiped away the blood and before she put a thick glob of Neosporin on it.

“It is not very deep,” she told me, “There is barely anything there,”

She put a cotton ball over it and then a Sponge Bob band-aid to keep the cotton ball on.

By this time, Charlie had arrived. “Bella! Emma! Are you girls all right?” He sounded so worried!

“We are fine, Dad!” I called, “Just a little shaken!”

“Don’t worry! We will get you out!”

“Umm, Chief Swan? Izzie’s door is working perfectly. We can crawl out that way!” Emma spoke up.

Charlie looked ashamed, “Why did I not think of that?” I heard him mutter to himself, “Come on out then,”

I opened the door and climbed out. Emma came at human speed after me. Charlie hugged us both, first me, then Emma.

“I was so scared. When Newton called and said that there had been an accident, I feared the worst. I thought that you would not be home until tomorrow,”

“We got up to Seattle and my truck started acting funny. We played it safe and came home early,” I lied. I hated to, but it was not like I could tell Charlie that we had gone up to Alaska to see a bunch of vegetarian vampires.

“Bella!” Mike ran over to us, “I am so sorry! What is you insurance number? I will call mine. Oh, I am so so sorry,” he repeated himself.

“My insurance stuff is in the glove compartment,” I mumbled as I went to retrieve it.

Emma had already told me that my truck was totaled. A part of me had not believed it. As I looked dejectedly at it now, I knew that no mechanic could save it. Not even Rosalie. That mean that I would be stranded for a while. Even worse, Edward now had an excuse to by me the Audi.

All of the insurance exchanges took over an hour. It ended when charlie told Mike to call him. Charlie then took us home. Emma made me a sandwich. I ate it quickly before I collapsed from exhaustion. I heard Emma hit the inflatable mattress. I swore that I heard her snoring.