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Greek Gods

What if the cullens really were Greek gods? Bella has a dream... or maybe a nightmare.


1. the dream

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The meadow was a beautiful place in July. Even though it was much greener than other times of the year, I didn’t really care. It was beautiful because of the man standing in it with me.

Edward’s skin sparkled with the light of one million diamonds, just like every other sunny day, looking like a god. It became our tradition to spend our sunny days in the meadow, together. There were so many pleasant memories here, and sometimes we would relive them.

His lips were pressed against mine, and we shared one of our most wonderful kisses in the history of the relationship. When I started to get dizzy, he laid his ear against my heart, as always. He had brought me to the meadow for I reason, I assumed, because he seemed more tense than usual.

“Bella, my love, there is something I need to tell you.” His voice seemed urgent. I wanted to know more, so I said nothing and I let him continue talking. “You always say that my family reminds you of Greek gods, and well, that sort of bothers me.”

“Why? You are the most beautiful, handsome, gorgeous thing on the planet. I’m just stating the facts!” I prompted. I was itching to know what he was getting at.

“Well, the truth is, Vampires aren’t real. Bella, darling, I’m not a Vampire, I’m the Greek god Apollo. God of prophesy, music and healing.” He said, seeming somewhat embarrassed.

“Ha-ha, good one Edward. You almost had me there!” I spoke fast, praying that he was playing some sort of sock joke on me.

“Bella, I’m not joking. Carlisle is Zeus, Supreme god of the Olympians. Esme, or Hera, is goddess of marriage. Emmet, who is Ares, is god of war, or more precisely of warlike frenzy. Rosalie is Aphrodite, of course. She’s goddess of love, beauty and fertility. Jasper is Hermes, the messenger god. Last but not least is Alice. She is goddess of crafts and the domestic arts and also those of war.”

“But then why do you drink blood? Why can’t you go out in the sun? Why can’t you sleep?” I questioned.

“I don’t really drink blood. All of my ‘hunting’ trips were the trips I took back to Mt. Olympus. I can’t go out in the sun because even though I’m a god, people still see me glitter. And I don’t need sleep, I’m a god!” Edward answered, very matter-of-factly.

“This doesn’t make any sense. Why are you telling me this now? Why didn’t you tell me before?” I wanted to cry. Big, wet drops of salty water began pouring out of my eyes.

“I didn’t want to tell you because I didn’t want to scare you. Actually, /I’m surprised the Vampire set-up didn’t scare you!”

“What about James and Victoria? The Voltri? What are they?” I kept asking questions, because I KNEW he wasn’t telling the truth.

“They’re demons. Hades sent them after us, trying to start a World War #. He’s always been envious of us because we can roam the earth and the heavens, but he’s stuck in the underworld.”

“You still didn’t tell me why you’re telling me all of this.”

“I’m so sorry Bella, but I can no longer be with you. I can’t fool around in the lives of mortals, and for that, I apologize. Goodbye Bella, my love.” He disappeared into the woods, leaving me alone once again.

“Goodbye? What’s that supposed to mean?” I cried and cried, until
I could not cry anymore.


“Bella! Bella! Wake up Bella!” I heard Edward yelling at me.

This isn’t possible. Could that have all been a dream? He wasn’t really a Greek god, he was still a vampire, and best of all, he was still mine.

“Ugh, I’m awake!” I sat up and rubbed my eyes. “You won’t believe the dream that I had last night!”

“Did it have something to do with, ‘OH no! Edward, you can’t be a god! I love you too much! Don’t leave me again!’” Edward said in a high-pitched voice. I guess he was trying to imitate me.

“You heard all of that? Wow, I did a lot of taking last night!”

“Bella, you don’t have to worry. I’m not a Greek god, and I am NOT going to leave you again.” He wrapped his stone cold arms around me, and we sat there for what seemed like hours.

“I know, but it’s just that you are so perfect, and I don’t understand why you chose me.” I stated, not willing to give up.

“Bella, you may not be perfect, but that’s part of why I love you so much. You are kind, beautiful, and caring. There’s no one better in this whole world.” He spoke while looking straight into my eyes. He then kissed me with more passion than I could have ever dreamed of.