New story! Don't worry; I won't forget my other babies either. This was something that didn't leave me alone for a while and I just had to write it!
Of course this wouldn't be possible without the help of my super/amazing/sis maid/kick ass baby sister
Real Emma Gray. THANKS SIS! YOU'RE MY INSPIRATION!

This first chapter is dedicated to my sisters Emma and Kathy!

This story starts after New Moon.


The New Cullen

Questions

Before

I wish I could cry, but I can't, for some reason that I don't know. It'd make me feel better at this moment. I wish I could remember about my life, how I was before… well, everything. I don't know where I am, or how I ended up here, it's all a big blur in my mind now.

God, am I even alive right now? Or is this the purgatory?

I look at the hands that are supposed to be mine, but something is wrong. I pinch them, and I don't feel it. They look too much like a beautiful sculpture to be true. My hands weren't like this… I think. Yet here they are, attached to my body.

I don't even remember how I looked before. The color of my eyes, how old I am, or where I live. But something happened to me, something evil, and now I feel… changed. Like something's different inside of me and I'm not the same as I used to be.

I don't, can't sleep. I don't have nightmares anymore. Wait… I used to have nightmares?

My hair is so soft, looks more like silk, and it's darker than I think it used to be. My skin is the opposite. It's pale, too pale, like the skin of a corpse. And something tells me that I wasn't that pale before.

I have a different sense of time now. I can't explain it, it's like I can see the milliseconds passing by in my mind, and I don't need to concentrate to know it. Every particle, every motion, I can tell before it's formed. It's scaring me!

I have so many questions! But no one is here to answer them to me. There's no one here.

Where is here? How did I end up in this place?

Ok, let's try to remember. I'm a… girl, I'm… years old and I'm from….

There was a… street? Yes, and then there was this guy, and then.…

"CAN SOMEBODY HELP ME?"

I shout the words aloud, and the strange thing is that I know that it isn't my voice. Well, it was, but not the same voice I… had? No, it sounds more like a song than a yell. How could that be possible? And why am alone surrounded by… ice?

No, it can't be ice. Because ice is cold, and I don't feel the cold. There are just tiny pieces of some water-like liquid and it's not cold as ice. I'd know that, because ice is always cold. I can't be wrong about something like that.

I started to walk, and I realized that I wasn't wearing any shoes. Now that I noticed, they didn't seem to cause me any trouble. In fact, I don't feel any pain on my feet. Strange, maybe I'm under some sort of tranquilizer and it went wrong. In that case, is this some type of new age hospital? Where are the nurses?

"HELLO? IS ANYONE IN HERE?"

Wait, but this must be a very modern hospital, with no doors, windows, walls, floor or top. And I'm looking at the night sky.

So, it's not a hospital.

Was there someone with me? There must be, I couldn't end up here by myself. Was I supposed to be somewhere? Maybe my house or a friend's house?

Think, think.

What if I live here? No, this place is too foreign for me. Then again, everything else is too now.

It's so white in here! It looks like ice all over. Real ice! But it can't be….

Right?


So this was the first part of my new story. Please, tell me what you think.