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Author: staringatthesky PM
New Moon from Rosalie's POV. Everyone knows what Rosalie did in New Moon, but why did she do it? Why did she find Edward and tell him that Alice saw Bella's death? What happened in the family's past that haunts Rosalie and makes her so fiercely protective of her family? Strictly canon as far as New Moon events, but I have made up quite a bit of backstory.Rated: Fiction M - English - Family - Rosalie & Emmett - Chapters: 6 - Words: 43,095 - Reviews: 18 - Favs: 17 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 07-20-12 - Published: 07-12-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8314703
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A/N- I thought my Twilight rewrite from Rosalie's POV was going to be a one off writing experiment…turns out Rosalie got under my skin and had a lot more to say! So I decided to go ahead and work with the material of New Moon.
This fic will be canon, as far as it goes. Obviously the Cullens were absent for months in New Moon and Rosalie really only turned up to be a bitch about Bella being dead in Alice's vision (I shall try and make that work, although I admit I kind of adore Rosalie and keep making excuses for her). All the New Moon events will be in this fic, but I'm also playing with some of Rosalie's backstory so there will be a lot more Cullens and hardly any Bella at all.
Disclaimer- Twilight does not belong to me (sadly). All characters and plot points are the work of Stephenie Meyer, and I'm just borrowing them.
Part 1- the Arctic, now.
I carefully placed another block of ice in place and then smoothed a handful of snow over the top, adding more and packing it tightly between the blocks to fill in any gaps. The brilliant light from sun reflecting of the ice and snow all around me made the diamond sparkle from my own vampire skin almost unnoticeable, apart from the occasional refraction throwing rainbows onto the ice palace taking shape in front of me. I frowned in thought, and then examined the jumbled pile of ice blocks scattered on the snow nearby until I settled on several the right size and shape. Hefting them into my arms I leaped lightly up on to the boulder I was using as a stepladder and pressed the ice together to form the top of the doorway arch. Perfect.
Working quickly I built the rest of the wall, jamming snow into the gaps and smoothing it out. I was close to completing it when I heard an animal bellow and, turning, saw the huge bull walrus heaving himself out of the sea. He bellowed again and took off galloping across the ice, astonishingly quickly for such an ungainly looking beast.
Without a second thought I leaped off the boulder and bounded after him, jumping sideways as he lunged at me with his four foot long ivory tusks then somersaulting over him and landing on his back. Without giving him a chance to react I tore into his neck, my teeth slicing through the thick layer of fat as I grimaced in distaste before being rewarded with the thick rush of blood as I found an artery.
Suddenly arms like iron bands wrapped around my body from behind and I felt teeth on my neck as someone whispered hoarsely in my ear, "That's mine."
I took my mouth away and turned my head to smile at Emmett, the arterial spray from the walrus hitting him full in the face as I did so. "Share with me," I whispered, and with a rumble of pleasure Emmett pushed his body full length against mine and moved his head to fasten his mouth onto the body of the beast he'd chased from the sea. I licked the blood trail from his ear across his cheek, down to his lips which he loosed from the flesh of the animals just enough to kiss me. Then we were together, kissing and feeding at the same time, the blood hot and slick between us. It was messy and wild and elemental somehow, this mix of greed and lust, as if we had lost touch with our human side out in this frozen wonderland.
Between us Emmett and I drained the walrus and lay back on the dazzling white earth, full and slothful. Emmett reached forward and snapped off the tusks and then kicked the body so it shot across the ice, far into the distance. I wondered lazily if it would attract any carrion feeders, and thought wistfully of the polar bears we'd once hunted and fed on before they became a threatened species.
Emmett nuzzled into my neck, licking at the blood streaked across my skin. "And you say I make a mess with my food," he mumbled, his hand tracing the red streaks across my chest and belly.
"Filthy savage," I murmured in response, my own fingers touching the remains of our meal spread liberally over Emmett's chin. "I can't take you anywhere."
He laughed, and groaned as he sat up and stretched. "At least we didn't have clothes on this time."
I nodded. Out here in the arctic tundra, with nobody within thousands of miles to see us and vampire bodies that were impervious to cold, nakedness felt like the natural state of being. Better for swimming, better for sliding on the ice, no clothes to tear or mess up when hunting and feeding, no clothes to get in the way of my full enjoyment of Emmett's magnificent body…once again I felt a throb of desire deep in my belly as I looked at the man I almost worshipped, even with skin smeared and hair matted with blood as he was.
"Come on baby doll," Emmett said, rising to his feet and holding out his hand. "I want to show you something."
I scrambled to my feet. Emmett threw the tusks in his hand like darts at my ice palace, where they embedded themselves deep in a block of ice, and then took my hand and led me over to the edge of the ice. "We need to swim."
I dove in after him, kicking hard to catch up. Streaking through the beautiful clear blue water I caught glimpses of silvery fish flashing past, and further away the darker and more indistinct shadows of larger marine animals. I swam up alongside Emmett and gripped his shoulders, letting him tow me through the water while I enjoyed the view of this underwater world.
I wondered where he was taking me. He'd been out in the water for hours before hunting the walrus up onto our iceberg, so it could have been anywhere. It was not too long though before I began hearing the telltale squeals and clicks, and Emmett's swimming slowed as he began to move towards the sounds. Finally we saw them, a pod of orcas, their sleek black and white skin shining in the water as they swam close to the surface.
For a long moment Emmett and I floated, suspended in the water, just watching the beautiful animals moving peacefully through their underwater world. They were apex predators in the ocean and did not sense the very real threat that Emmett and I could be to them if we chose to be, although still replete from our earlier feeding I knew that hunting was not what Emmett had in mind. He flashed me a grin and then shot suddenly upwards and I heard his gleeful shout as he broke the surface and somersaulted through the air, diving back in beside one of the magnificent whales. That started the game he had brought me here to play, and for some time I thought of nothing but my own joy in my physical abilities and the wonder of these enormous whales as they breached the surface alongside me and chased me through the blue depths.
Eventually the pod moved southwards, and Emmett and I reluctantly watched them disappear. Once they were gone I fitted myself into Emmett's arms, wrapping my legs around him, and he kissed me slowly as our joined bodies rolled through a dizzying swirl of blue water and golden sunlight, before turning and swimming slowly back to shore.
The two of us didn't speak as we slipped out of the water. I went back to creating my miniature ice palace, and Emmett tugged the walrus tusks free and sat down at a distance to use his teeth and fingernails and old hunting knife to carve them. Playing with the whales, wild and free in their natural habitat, had touched me deeply. I rarely felt fully comfortable with what I was, but it was my vampire skills and senses that had made that experience possible and that enchanting game with the beautiful orcas had been like a gift.
I filled in the small gaps between my ice bricks and then mounted the ice gargoyles that Emmett had carved for me with skill and flair, before standing back to examine my creation. It rose before me, sturdy stone arches supporting the curved roof topped with delicate towers, my perfect ice cathedral in miniature glittering and shining in the sunlight. I smiled just at the sight of it, this ridiculous creation that was both fragile and strong, with little point other than its own beauty.
I'd been so engrossed in admiring my work that I was almost startled when I felt the hard point of a walrus tusk tracing the line of my spine.
"Hey beautiful girl." Emmett was by my side, golden eyes meeting mine with a smile. "I made you something."
He held out the tusk he'd been working on, and as I took it and saw the intricate carvings along the full four foot length of it I couldn't help my exclamation of surprise and pleasure. He'd formed it into the orca pod, and amongst the detailed whale bodies there were two mermaids, a male and female. "Oh Emmett…it's wonderful!"
He grinned at me, twirling the other tusk in his fingers like a baton. "It was just so incredible out there earlier; I wanted to make this for you so you'll always remember it."
"As if I could forget." I took his hand and then ducked my head under the doorway arch to enter my palace, pulling him behind me. "Come on."
Inside it was tall enough for even Emmett to stand upright. Light streamed in through the arched window frames along the sides, reflecting from a thousand crystal surfaces of snow and ice and vampire skin, throwing glittering rainbows on ceiling and walls and floor. It felt like a sacred space, like ancient magic, and for a long moment Emmett and I stood motionless.
"You're fucking amazing, Rosa girl," Emmett breathed at last, and his eyes grew dark with desire as he looked at me. "The things you can do…this place is like something out of a fairy tale, and you're the ice queen." His fingers twitched and I could tell he wanted to touch me, but there was something about this place that held him back. My hands had built it and it was my place, and I would be the one to say what could happen here.
I brushed my hands through my hair and watched him, looking at the beautiful body I knew almost better than I knew my own. Mine, mine, mine. I watched him grow hard, saw the tenseness in his hands and shoulders as he held himself still and waited for me, and marvelled at what I could do to this man without even touching him. The power I held over his body was only the smallest part of that, it was the open and trusting way he had given me power over his heart that meant more to me than anything. "Emmett…my own."
I went down on my knees before him and took him into me, hearing him groan and feeling his hands fist in my hair and the tremble in his thighs under my hands. Love you, want you, need you. I took him to the brink and then drew back, then did it again until he dropped to his knees and crushed me against him, his mouth on mine and his hands holding me ever closer as he begged me, "Rosa, please baby, now…love you Rosa girl, please…" I slid down on his lap and in one move sheathed him with my body and then we were moving together, face to face, and I didn't know where I ended and he began as we took each other to the edge and then fell, with a shout and a sob, through the shuddering waves of pleasure and desire and release.
Afterwards we lay together, still joined, me still moving slightly just because I never wanted this wild and beautiful togetherness to end. Emmett held me close and breathed in the scent of my hair, his hands moving in slow circles on my skin.
"I'm so glad we came here," he said quietly, and his eyes looked at me with an unusual intensity. "You're so fucking beautiful here in the sunlight baby doll, and you don't let me see you like this at home."
I nuzzled into his chest and rocked my hips in a slow and almost imperceptible rhythm. "It's different here." I tried to gather my thoughts, flashing back over the weeks we had spent alone, naked and free in this frozen world. Remembering hours swimming without breathing, exploring crystal caves and icy crevasses that appeared to lead to the centre of the earth, making love without any thought to noise or destruction, hunting and feeding on the walruses and seals and whales that were so plentiful here, and I smiled. "It's…easier. I'm not trying to be something I can never quite be here," I said at last. "We do a good job at playing human Emmett, but we're never going to quite manage it. We do a good job at playing vampire too, but with our diet we're never going to quite manage that either…here, when it's just you and me...well, we're not trying to be anything other than ourselves."
Emmett ran his fingers tenderly over my mouth, and I knew he understood what I was saying, even if he himself didn't suffer from any feelings of inadequacy over his many pretensions in the real world. "That's all we ever need to be, Rosa girl. Ourselves. This is what we are angel, and as long as we're together it's the best thing in the world we could be."
He rolled on top of me, pushing deeper inside me as I opened my legs even more to welcome him. I closed my eyes as the ever present spark between us caught and burned, and the pleasure mounted once again as he moved within me, hands tangled in my hair and lips murmuring once again of his endless love. I came all too soon, almost whimpering with the intensity of it as Emmett hoarsely shouted my name and shuddered as his body was rocked with his own climax.
"I will never have enough of you," I whispered passionately, loath to release him from my arms. "Never Emmett…I want you always."
"Oh god baby doll, you are my world!" Emmett buried his face in my neck and sucked, tasting me with his tongue and teasing me with his teeth. "You know that. Sometimes I wish we could just stay out here for the next hundred years…maybe that would be enough time for me to love you and fuck you and be with you without any distractions!"
The unspoken hung between us then, and I sighed and said reluctantly. "We can't stay though…that's what you were going to say, wasn't it? It's time to go home."
Emmett's fingers gently began untangling my hair. "Sorry babe, but yeah. I've kind of lost track of time while we've been gone but I checked the sat phone earlier and it's September already. I promised Edward we'd be back by Bella's birthday."
I pouted, but there was no real feeling behind the gesture and Emmett chuckled as he looked at me. "I know you miss them all too."
"Maybe a little bit," I conceded. Emmett and I had left Forks almost immediately after graduation, and with our travels through Africa and then our weeks roaming the Arctic tundra it had become a more prolonged trip than we had originally planned. "It will be good to see the family again."
I didn't mention Bella, and Emmett didn't pursue the subject either. It was not something we talked about anymore. After the incident with the vampire James in the previous spring, I no longer felt any great antipathy to Bella Swan. I still believed to the bottom of my heart that she posed a great threat to the safety of our family and I resented her casual inclusion in family matters but it was not exactly a personal dislike anymore. I was impatient with her clumsiness and scornful of what I perceived as her weakness, but so far she had betrayed no trust and even I had to concede that she had been a good influence on Edward, who was happier with her in his life than he had ever been. It was the future that troubled me most now, because for me there was no possible happy ending for Bella and Edward and I did not want to deal with the fallout from the inevitable implosion.
Most of these thoughts I kept to myself now. The family knew how I felt, and I knew that their knowing changed nothing. Alice still saw Bella becoming one of us, although when and how that might happen was unclear, and Edward was still adamant that Bella would remain human. In that stalemate Bella had become a part of the family, and if that sat uneasily with me then it was my issue to deal with.
It felt odd that Edward was the one who came closest to understanding my feelings on Bella's potential transformation. Although our reasons were different and we had reached our conclusions by very different routes, both Edward and I saw our vampire existence as much as a curse as a blessing, and it was not something we would wish for anyone else. Oh, I knew how hypocritical that sounded, when I had forced the change for my beloved Emmett and had kept him standing staunchly by my side in all his immortal vampire glory ever since. Easy for me to say now! All I could offer in my defence was that my feelings as a vampire of eighty years' experience were very different to that of the hysterical vampire baby I'd been back then, and what was done could never be undone.
The others already considered Bella part of the family, whether she was human or vampire. Alice adored her and had found in Bella the best friend she'd always wanted and the sister I'd never quite been. Esme was so delighted with the in-love-version of Edward that she was easily able to brush aside any qualms, and Carlisle too approved of anything that made his children as happy as Bella had made Edward. Jasper had his own reservations, and his struggle to resist the call of the blood when it was so near and sweet had not eased with the months, but anything that made Alice happy made him happy. He and I had not talked about it, but I suspected that he would now strongly favour a future in which Bella was a vampire and her humanity no longer an issue for him.
Emmett was happily intrigued by her. She was one of the few humans he'd ever been close to who wasn't instinctively afraid of him, and he found her humanness and unexpected reactions hilarious. He was almost like a big dog with a kitten, sniffing at it in an attempt to understand what it was and poking at it to see if it could be made to scratch. It was a situation I tolerated but did not like, and the truth was it had been a relief to leave them all behind after graduation and escape with only Emmett.
I sighed as his strong fingers massaged my scalp and tugged gently through my hair. "Home…it will probably feel quite strange after being alone for so long." I rubbed my hand across Emmett's chest and giggled. "We'll have to put clothes back on!"
"Oh, I don't know…" Emmett winked lasciviously at me. "Seems a shame to cover all that up! Makes it much harder to play with…" he reached out and then snorted as I slapped his hands away. "Aww, baby doll!"
I laughed, and got to my feet. "No point in delaying the inevitable then I suppose. Come on my man, let's go home."
I collected the possessions we had scattered about our campsite, not that there was much. A set of clothes each that we shook out and pulled on, the satellite phone and solar battery recharger, a Scrabble game and chess set, a hairbrush, an e-reader, Emmett's iPod, and the carved walrus tusk Emmett had made for me. Emmett made sure he had his knife with the compass set into the bone handle, the one relic of his human life that he had kept with him through the years, and scooped up the plain tusk, slashing it through the air like a fencer.
I paused in front of my ice palace. I had made it because I enjoyed the process of building it rather than because I had any strong feelings for the finished creation, but as I looked at it sparkling in front of me and saw the juxtaposition of its fragility and strength I did not want to destroy it.
"You should leave it," Emmett spoke up, as he knelt beside me lacing up his boots. "You did such a great job making it."
"You know we don't leave any evidence behind," I said quietly, but I didn't make a move towards destruction.
Emmett stood and wrapped his arms around me. "It won't matter," he said softly. "Not way out here…who is there to see it but the animals? Even if someone did see it, well, I think the world is a whole lot more interesting with a few mysteries in it. It will melt, or get snowed under or something eventually, I guess, but I want to walk away knowing it's still here. I want to remember my beautiful Rosa girl in her beautiful diamond palace and the way you looked in the sunlight." He gave me a half embarrassed smile and kissed me again, and without speaking we turned and walked away.