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The Power of Love

Exactly how strong is the bond that Edward and Bella share? Join Bella and Edward as they embark on a journey where their love is challenged. Watch as Bella and Edwards' roads cross and divide. Can they each handle their mistakes? Will Edward abandon Bella or will their love survive the hardships life has to offer? This is set right after Edward leaves Bella in New Moon and begins with Bella in a deep depression.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters in this story. This story is written for fun. I am an enthusiast and a fanatic of the lovely Stephenie Meyers. Also please be patient. This story is already written. The first 5 chapters are short; they are glimpses that help set up the story. As the story progressed it seems that the chapters get longer and longer. Also this story is told from various points of view. Each view will be posted to avoid confusion.

16. Belward

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I look around at the devastation of my evil deeds. All around me I see grief, agony despair. Reason returned with a vengeance.

If only Edward could see me now.

The last few weeks have passed ever so slowly. The dark abyss that holds my sadness has swallowed me whole.

Where is my salvation?

Sanity had left me when I needed it most. The world once a place filled with laughter and love now ceased to exist just as my heart refused to pump blood. It beat for no one.

Funny, I had always wanted this. I had always wanted to be this magnificent creature, full of grace and beauty. Edward had tried to warn me, to keep me from this monstrosity I have become. He explained what he cursed each moment he spent with me. He hated himself. Yet, he was so strong, so powerful. Never once did he falter. He treated me like his princess. He had loved me. But he left me when his own family showed their true colors. If his own brother Jasper could turn on me who's to say that one day Edward wouldn't betray his heart and give in to his primal instinct?

Here I lay with this wasteland surrounding me, with only the guilt of those I have killed to keep me company. Over the past month I have taken 10 lives. Ten victims that had to be murdered because I submitted to the beast within. Shamefully I bowed my head in huddled into a ball. I took comfort in rocking myself while my mind wandered, mercilessly thinking about the souls I had devoured simply for pleasure. I had done so many times now. Each life I took, I had promised myself would be the last. I traveled to other cities to avoid attracting attention. I refused to go to Jacksonville, I didn't have the strength to avoid human blood and who knows what would become of me if I were to murder my own mother.

The world began to spin as those last thoughts played out into a nightmare in my mind. It was only a year ago that I ran to Phoenix to save my mother from the monsters of the night and now I hid from her for fear that I would one day kill her. Venom coursed through my veins. The blood I had recently drank bubbled in my throat and coated my eyes. I felt the anger rising from deep within. I let the rage come, opening the doors for my punishment. This madness was for me. I deserved to be consequenced. The boiling point was met and I new sensation swarmed my head. I felt my hands become prickly and I looked down to see my fingers balled into fists encompassed by a strange orange glow.

Now what!

I hated everything about myself. I hated my world, my being, my existence. I hated Edward for leaving me alone.

I reached out at the town in front of me and let out a piece of that rage.

Shockingly, a fireball shot from my fingertips and hit the town's clocktower. Instantly it was surrounded by flames. My eyes shot open and I sat up straight realizing that the burst came from my own hands. I cringed at the power before me and squeezed my eyes shut to will it all away.

Everything I touched seemed to go awry. Another wave of anger swept through my chest and two lightning bolts rocketed from my feet attacking the town's border. The solid wall that had guarded the town's entrance came crumbling down. The museum, now closed due to the late hour burst to flames. I glanced at the church behind the museum and thought to myself, there is no God!

Immediately the church was enveloped in a surge of flames seemingly appearing from a forcefield that engulfed the whole town. The people of this small rural place ran frantically attempting to save their precious historical monuments. I walked in deeper into the glades, happy to meet anything willing to destroy what was left of me.I walked for a mile before I simply stopped, sinking into pits of despair.

Who was I really?

Bella Swan.

I never amounted to anything. No one even cared if I existed or not. I had gone to a little town called Forks. Everyone treated me like I was royalty, but no one really knew me. I could feel it coming. All that I had tried to push away. After all this time, the effort I had put forward had been for nothing. I felt myself spiraling down, out of control. I had no choice in the matter.

I had killed people.

I was worth nothing now. I had no willpower to live for if I couldn't control my instinct to hunt then I was nothing. I could feel it now, it was knocking at my door, begging me to join in its angst. I deserved nothing I might as well invite it to come.

Where was my Edward?

I called out to him from deep within.

Edward! Where are you?

Oh! What did it matter? My Edward was pure. He was an angel of the night. He wouldn't want me now. I was a broken beast, bitter and betrayed. It wasn't suppose to be like this.

Please don't leave me Edward.

A weird sensation surrounded my being. I felt closer to Edward than ever before. I could see him sitting there next to me in the mud. He looked down at his hands covered in mud. He raised his eyes to meet mine and winced as he saw the evil creature I had become. He looked away to avoid seeing what a wreck I was. And then he was gone.

Wow, I was delusional.

I heard a snarl erupt from behind me. A crocodile so vile and old attempted to creep over towards me.

Who's the prey now?

My scarlet eyes narrowed as I lowered my head letting him think that I was weak and afraid. He crept closer, he was now only a few inches away. His narrow snout reached me, opening gradually to avoid a quick response from me. Just then an eruption came from the town miles behind me. I jumped at the noise not ready for the disaster that ensued from afar. I returned my attention to the crocodile now frozen in place.

Too easy.

But I was hungry.

I smiled venomously as I leaned in for the attack. I could sense the raw fear in this primal being now realizing that it was the hunted. I grabbed its jaws and opened it wider, exhilarated by the crispy crack it made when I snapped it beyond its capacity. I tore off his head and licked the substance off of the headless beast.

Reptilian blood was not on my favorite list of animals I savor but it would have to do. I decided I would try to feed as often as possible to possibly avoid hunting humans.

Their faces still haunted me. After my meal I stomped around in the swamp searching for something that would calm my nerves. I was so lost I had no purpose any more. I fell again, hopeless and began dry sobbing letting all of the pain out of Pandora's box.

I sat there for what felt like years. Dawn had come and gone twice. I never once stopped sobbing. I continued to rock in an effortless motion to wash the guilt away. Finally I was broken free from my shameful nightmare when I heard a rushing wind.

Something was coming. I could here it moving closer. It was coming at an incredible speed. The sound of his footsteps neared as he gallantly galloped through the swamp.

I recognized the scent. So familiar, so sweet and succulent. Dawn was approaching again, and he came into full view at the same time as the sun peeked up from the horizon.


I gasped. I couldn't breathe. My chest felt like it was hit by a brick. My knight in shining armor, skidded to a stop. I took it all in.

One last glance.

He was magnificent. His curly mop sprung up and down, twinkling in the light. Thousands of little diamonds sparkled from his marble skin. I could see his chest erupting from his half buttoned shirt. His sculpted pecs seemed flawless. Finally I met his gaze.

Why had he stopped?

I could see the hurt in his eyes. His beautiful honey-brown eyes.


Frustration played across his face. Edward now stopped dead in his tracks as he took in the sorely sight I was. My eyes widened as I realized I would once again be rejected.

Not this time.

I acted quickly without thinking, I would do the walking away. I did not want to fall prey to him ever again.

Besides, he would never accept me. Ever again. I was no longer his precious Bella.

I stood up and took one step back. His eyes widened as he realized what I was doing. I whirled around and ran down towards the lagoon. I could feel the mud splashing up around me, even as a vampire I had no grace. Despair continued to bog me down. I struggled to keep my present speed. As each piece of mud flung at me I felt myself slow. A pain so intense coursed through my chest, weighing me down with regret and hurt. I kept on running. I couldn't let him say no. He hated me. He thought I was worthless.

He just came to prove to himself that I was not worthy. I felt my heart crack, it was already cold and dead but I felt it break in half. I couldn't bear it any longer. I fell for the third time. I couldn't run from him.

I huddled down into a ball. I drew my legs into my chest. I was covered in mud. Although it had become a sunny day nothing glistened from my skin. It didn't matter, he was gone.

It was too late. I left him. He didn't want me. I wasn't worth the chase.

I didn't even want to look.

I knew he would be gone.

I began shaking as the tears refused to come. I moaned in agony and continued to sob. I Every negative emotion I have ever felt came rushing to me. Every pain I had ever felt rushed forward. I felt agony, despair, and guilt all mixed into one disasterous ball. I yelled out in my mind to the love of my life.

I knew you didn't care about me!

And suddenly a burst of fire encircled me.That was the straw that broke the camel's back. I was surrounded by a ring of bright golden flames. I looked up in shock. I couldn't control my emotions, my hunger or even my sanity. And now, I was apparently a fire starter.

What had I become?

I continued to cry wishing for tears to come. Suddenly it became dark and a storm was summoned. I stared up at the sky in disbelief.

I caught sight of my Edward running up to the ring, he saw it burst into a wide red wreath and he ran faster, leaping over the firey flames joining me in the center.

"Bella" he breathed.

My salvation.

The rain began to come down hard at first. The drops were thick and long tasting bitter like salt.

I didn't know that rain was salty.

I realized that the sun still shone out in the horizon and that the dark cloud hovered only directly upon me. My sky was crying, for me.

Edward inched towards me. I shuddered. He paused seeing that I was afraid.

And I was. I was so fearful that he would walk away at this exact moment. He still had a chance to leave me forever. A memory only of his past.

I was not worth it.

He took an exaggeratedly slow step towards me. I looked up meeting his gaze for the second time this morning. He knelt on one knee and took my face into his hands. He pushed back the mess of hair hiding my eyes and met my stare.

"I'm so sorry, Bella. What has happened? Are you hurt." He said with genuine concern.

Oh my sweet dark prince. Always trying to protect me. If only he knew the horrors. I simply stared up into his wonderous eyes. He looked taken aback as he peered into my blood red eyes. Realizing exactly the beast I had become.

Now he would leave me for good.

"How long have you been a vampire?" He asked with his voice almost a whisper.

I reluctantly began my story. "A few months. I thought it was what I wanted. But I realize now that I want nothing if I can't have you. I'd rather die than..."

I wanted to continue to tell him how I feel. I wanted to confess it all.

I wanted to see if he would still stand here with me if he knew what a monster really is.

But he stopped me when he leaned forward and touched his lips to mine. So impulsive was his act. So unlike Edward. It was a simple kiss yet one filled with every shattered hope I had left behind. I felt his cold lips sting my own with a burst of freshness. I wanted more however I pulled back, once again meeting his eyes, swallowing the mass of guilt lumping together in the back of my throat, wondering if he would still accept me if he knew what I had done.

It didn't matter, I was here now and here he was. He pulled me back into his arms, embracing me and rocked me gently as he began to hum his lullaby. I buried my face into his bare chest. The contact of his skin against my own was heavenly. I breathed in his scent and felt my head spin. Even as a vampire, Edward took my breath away.

He paused just long enough to kiss my head, my neck and other more sensitive places. He left a tingling sensation on my body as I closed my eyes and wished for this to never end. I had to tell him. I had to know. He continued to sing softly and shushed me with is finger whenever I began to open my mouth.

I was with Edward.

I was in his arms.

I was home.