A/N: Sorry it's been such a while! Honestly, I've gotten a little bored with the story. So, I decided to wrap it up. Enjoy!
The second I woke up, I immediately knew something was wrong.
Of course, I felt great. I was filled with an energy that seemed like it would never ebb away. I felt alive, even though I knew I was dead. I felt fresh, like I had just been reborn.
But the thing that was clawing away ruthlessly at me was my throat.
I swallowed dryly, but that didn't help. All this time, Edward had been staring down at me with worry in his eyes.
"Bella, love, how do you feel?" he asked with a thick anxiousness in his voice.
"Fine," I rasped. I was surprised at the scratchiness in my voice. I cleared my throat quietly, and then tried again. "I feel fine."
"Are you sure, Bella?" Edward questioned with a raised eyebrow.
I sighed and sat up. Edward jumped at my swiftness, and I inwardly smiled. I was finally the same speed as him, I was just as strong as him, and, most likely, I was good-looking enough to be with him now.
"Yes, Edward. Stop worrying." I rolled my eyes. "Just a little thirsty, that's all." It was hard to keep a straight face at the last part. It seemed so absurd to simply brush off this burning in my throat. I was dying for some blood.
Blood. I suppressed a shudder.
Just then, the door burst open, and the biggest man I had ever seen if my life barreled straight at me, shouting "Bellsie's awake!"
My mind was clouded. The man looked extremely familiar, but my instincts took over. With a flash I was on the opposite side of the room, and crouched into a defensive pose. The man seemed startled, but changed direction and zipped towards me again. "What's the matter, Bell?" he boomed, chuckling at the end.
The rest was sort of a blur. My mind turned fuzzy. My eyesight dimmed, and everything seemed so dark, except for the man, who was still racing toward me, a big goofy grin on his face. But despite the grin, my body identified him as a threat. A tingling sensation occurred in my head. All I could think was that this man was dangerous, and he was trying to hurt me.
A menacing growl ripped loose from my throat, but by this point I felt I had no control over my body. Bella had disappeared somewhere in the recesses of my clouded mind, and she was being replaced by a pissed off and threatened vampire.
Then my eyesight was gone. All I could see was a bright, blinding white light, like the flash of a camera times a thousand. And then the light disappeared, and the tingling sensation in my head ebbed away, and my clouded mind cleared. Normal Bella was back.
I opened my eyes- I hadn't realized they were closed- and realized I was face-to-face with Emmett.
How could you be so stupid, Bella? I mentally chastised myself. It was just Emmett!
I realized that I must have had a temporary memory lapse as a result of my transformation. "Sorry, Emmett," I murmured sheepishly at him, with an embarrassed smile at my behavior.
Emmett didn't respond.
"You okay, Em?" I asked, genuinely concerned now.
I moved beside him. He was frozen in the same position- mid-stride, goofy grin on his face, arms outstretched for a hug.
"What have I done?" I wailed, burying my face in my hands. For the first time ever, I understood what Edward was talking about when he said he felt like a monster. I had killed Emmett- or done something of the sort.
"Calm down, love," I heard a velvet voice whisper in my ear. I looked up and met Edward's gaze. He reached up a hand to cup my cheek. "I'm sure Carlisle can find a way to fix this. Who knows-"he smiled a half-smile – "This might just be part of your power." I sighed, and let myself be comforted by Edward's words. If I froze Emmett, then I could surely unfreeze him.
I snuck another glance at Emmett. He still hadn't moved. I had to tear my eyes away from his ironically gleeful expression.
"Let's go hunt." Edward suddenly suggested. I looked up at him, to see a seemingly carefree half-smile on his lips. But, I could still see worry evident in his eyes. "You said you were thirsty," he reminded me, and at that I was once again aware of the fire in my throat.
"Alright," I agreed reluctantly. I needed to get my mind off of things. It had only been a few minutes since I woke up, and already I had inflicted danger on the Cullens.
Edward led me over to the window, and jumped out. He landed, and motioned for me to do the same. I hesitated, but finally slowly dropped through the window and landed on the ground, graciously unharmed. I took Edward's hand and allowed him to lead me into the forest. It was a fascinating spectacle- the colors seemed so vivid and detailed. My vampire brain was able to focus on where I was going, and admire the beauty of the forest at the same time. I couldn't help but let a small smile curve my lips upward. I felt Edward squeeze my hand – he was obviously glad to see me enjoying myself.
Abruptly, Edward and I came to a stop. I didn't know how far we had run, but it seemed like hundreds of miles. "Take a deep breath," Edward instructed. I obeyed. "What do you smell?" I smelt lots of things- the richness of the soil and the sickly sweetness of the wildflowers and the musk coming off the trees. I smelt the extremely unappetizing scent of small mammals: rabbits, squirrels, and chipmunks. But in this complex quilt of scents, I smelled one that topped all the others. I didn't know what it was, but it instinctively attracted me. I took off in the direction of the scent, and Edward followed me.
After just a couple miles, I came upon a small clearing. It was nothing like me and Edward's meadow, but it still had a certain beauty. The surrounding trees gave it a dark essence, with dark blue and purple wildflowers dotted here and there. Long, untamed grass matted the ground, with small patches of damp earth showing here and there. But the grandest spectacle of all was the animal in the middle- a rather large elk. Without a second thought, I pounced upon the animal, and sunk my teeth into its neck. For the second time today, I felt pure instinct taking over, and I drank the animal dry.
When I was finished, I stood up, and assessed myself. My jeans had mud stains on the knees, and a small bloodstain on my shirt.
I looked up and noticed Edward staring fixedly at me. The intensity of his gaze made me uncomfortable, and I shifted nervously. "What?" I finally asked.
Edward's eyes softened and he gave me a small apologetic smile. "Sorry," he murmured. "It's just such a big change- to see you fragile and clumsy one day and powerful and dangerous the next—it's just a lot to take in." He shrugged.
We stood in silence together for a moment. "I'll always be your Bella," I finally said. Edward grinned and brought me in for a hug. "I would hope so," he murmured in my ear.
We hunted together for two more hours, and then headed back to the house. Edward and I entered through the front door, and I immediately noticed the whole family in the living room, with the exception of Emmett, of course. Rosalie had her back turned to us, but she spun around when she heard us enter.
"What did you do to my husband?" she shrieked at me, her black, stormy eyes swimming with rage.