this is part two of edwards point of view for new moon. thanks to everyone who commented!!
when i have written the next bit i will upload it so keep watching!
p.s this story isnt mine, all credit goes to steph meyer
I followed Alec into the plush reception, barely noticing the cosily placed couches and tall vases of flowers lining the walls.
Alec must have picked up on my mood because he hadn’t once tried talking to me.
I listened to his thoughts, just for something to do. Anything to try and relieve me of the pain that filled my entire body. But Alec wasn’t thinking about anything vaguely interesting. Or maybe that was just my current frame of mind.
Walking through the antechamber that resembled the sewers below, my mind returned to thoughts I would rather forget. Bella’s laugh, her smile. I would never see them again. My face scrunched in agony. It was still in that position when I walked into the room.
“Alec! I wasn’t expecting to see you until morning! Do you have news for me?” Aro’s soft sighing voice filled the room, brimming with happiness. Behind him Caius and Marcus were seated on thrones, beautifully embroidered and painted gold.
Aro’s happiness sparked a wild reaction from me. How could he be happy? How could anyone anywhere ever be happy again? Luckily I kept my thoughts silent.
“Master.” Alec greeted him, bowing his head before turning slightly to bring me to Aro’s attention.
I listened to his shocked thoughts, which quickly turned hopeful.
“Edward? Is that you? You look so much like Carlisle!” Aro exclaimed happily. I was disgusted though, listening to his thoughts. He wanted me to join the guard. I choked back a black humoured laugh. He would be very disappointed.
I inclined my head in greeting and wondered how much time I would have to waste on idle conversation. As it turned out, very little time was wasted.
My silence brought my mood to his attention. Curiosity dawned on his face.
“May I?” Aro held out his hand as if to shake mine. Even drowning in my depression I was a gentleman. I nodded again.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Caius lean forward slightly, but then Aro grasped my hand.
I concentrated hard on his mind and was slightly shocked when I saw my entire life flashing through his head. He was literally looking at every thought I had ever had.
I waited impatiently, something that was not lost on Aro, and waited for him to get to the reason I was here.
Moving through my mind in chronological order, I realised what he was going to see. Bella.
The first time I saw her, the first time I watched her sleep, the times I had stalked her with my mind in school, the time I saved her in Port Angeles, her laughs, her aversion to gifts, her pure, good heart.
I wanted him to stop. I couldn’t stand it. Agony ripped through me, causing me to quiver.
But Aro kept going. Every kiss, every touch.
The last time I had seen her flashed through Aro’s head and I felt like I would collapse. Her face was anguished, confused, frightened. The last expression I had seen her with. Her deep chocolate eyes stared at me, pleading, begging for me to stay.
I gently tried to release my hand, but Aro kept a firm grip.
My time tracking Victoria came next, seven months of my life flickered by in less than two seconds.
Rosalie’s phone call. Hearing it again only made it worse.
“She...she’s dead, Edward. She jumped off a cliff. Alice is going to forks now to help Charlie.....I...I’m sorry.”
Pain, worse than anything yet crashed through my head. I shuddered. My Bella, my love, my life, gone. Dead.
I would soon follow one way or another.
Aro released my hand and it fell limply back to my side. I turned quickly so I couldn’t see his expression.
“Edward, are you sure that is what you wish to ask for? There is no going back after all.” Aro voice resonated pity but not sadness.
I couldn’t bring myself to speak. I nodded again.
I tried to block out Aro’s thoughts but with little success. His pity, his slight anger, a waste. That was what he was thinking. Wasteful.
I already knew what he had decided, but maybe Caius and Marcus would vote differently.
“I will convene with my brothers and we will call for you when we are finished. If you please just wait in the reception area.” Aro smiled weakly at me.
I nodded once more before turning and leaving at inhuman speed.
If only Alice was here to tell me what they would decide.
***** *****
No. They would not give me what I wanted. Of course not. Anger pulsated through me, weaker than the pain but still very powerful.
Marcus had voted against my request. Caius had been all for it, but Marcus wouldn’t hear of it. I knew why, so I couldn’t hold it against him. He had lost his mate and he thought he knew what I was going through. But he didn’t. No one did.
I would force their hand. I would make it so they would have to kill me. I would break the rule. Never reveal our existence. The one and only law our kind had.
A thousand different plans moved through my head. Each one dismissed because it wasn’t enough.
I moved as fast as I could, out into the dawn, the first rays of sunlight glittering faintly off my face.
I knew what I could do. The one thing that would anger the Volturi enough to kill me.
I would go hunting in their own city.
My eyes were pitch black, darker than they had ever been before. I knew there were dark lines under my eyes. I was dangerous.
I let my instincts take me, something I would never do this close to humans normally. Their delicious scent was everywhere. Excess Venom was building up in my mouth and the burn of my throat was almost unbearable. I slid forward into a hunting crouch, moving at inhuman speed to the closest house. The person inside smelt delicious, but they had nothing on Bella.
I stopped, just meters away from my intended victim.
Hadn’t I always tried to be better for Bella? To make sure she didn’t love a monster? What if she was in heaven and this one act sent me to hell? It was a slim possibility that I would go to heaven anyway, but could I risk it? Risk my eternity with Bella?
I turned and ran as fast as I could. I didn’t stop until I was alone in an ally shrouded with darkness.
I would do something else, something that wouldn’t harm anyone.
I watched from my place as the sunlight hit the top of the clock tower.
That was it. The sunlight. I would wait until the sun was as high as it could go in the sky, then step out into the crowded street. Perfect.
I looked up. There were red flags flying everywhere. Saint Marcus day, the nineteenth.
Even better.
***** *****
okay, this one is a bit short, but the next one is reeeeally long so stay tuned...
when i have written the next bit i will upload it so keep watching!
p.s this story isnt mine, all credit goes to steph meyer
I followed Alec into the plush reception, barely noticing the cosily placed couches and tall vases of flowers lining the walls.
Alec must have picked up on my mood because he hadn’t once tried talking to me.
I listened to his thoughts, just for something to do. Anything to try and relieve me of the pain that filled my entire body. But Alec wasn’t thinking about anything vaguely interesting. Or maybe that was just my current frame of mind.
Walking through the antechamber that resembled the sewers below, my mind returned to thoughts I would rather forget. Bella’s laugh, her smile. I would never see them again. My face scrunched in agony. It was still in that position when I walked into the room.
“Alec! I wasn’t expecting to see you until morning! Do you have news for me?” Aro’s soft sighing voice filled the room, brimming with happiness. Behind him Caius and Marcus were seated on thrones, beautifully embroidered and painted gold.
Aro’s happiness sparked a wild reaction from me. How could he be happy? How could anyone anywhere ever be happy again? Luckily I kept my thoughts silent.
“Master.” Alec greeted him, bowing his head before turning slightly to bring me to Aro’s attention.
I listened to his shocked thoughts, which quickly turned hopeful.
“Edward? Is that you? You look so much like Carlisle!” Aro exclaimed happily. I was disgusted though, listening to his thoughts. He wanted me to join the guard. I choked back a black humoured laugh. He would be very disappointed.
I inclined my head in greeting and wondered how much time I would have to waste on idle conversation. As it turned out, very little time was wasted.
My silence brought my mood to his attention. Curiosity dawned on his face.
“May I?” Aro held out his hand as if to shake mine. Even drowning in my depression I was a gentleman. I nodded again.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Caius lean forward slightly, but then Aro grasped my hand.
I concentrated hard on his mind and was slightly shocked when I saw my entire life flashing through his head. He was literally looking at every thought I had ever had.
I waited impatiently, something that was not lost on Aro, and waited for him to get to the reason I was here.
Moving through my mind in chronological order, I realised what he was going to see. Bella.
The first time I saw her, the first time I watched her sleep, the times I had stalked her with my mind in school, the time I saved her in Port Angeles, her laughs, her aversion to gifts, her pure, good heart.
I wanted him to stop. I couldn’t stand it. Agony ripped through me, causing me to quiver.
But Aro kept going. Every kiss, every touch.
The last time I had seen her flashed through Aro’s head and I felt like I would collapse. Her face was anguished, confused, frightened. The last expression I had seen her with. Her deep chocolate eyes stared at me, pleading, begging for me to stay.
I gently tried to release my hand, but Aro kept a firm grip.
My time tracking Victoria came next, seven months of my life flickered by in less than two seconds.
Rosalie’s phone call. Hearing it again only made it worse.
“She...she’s dead, Edward. She jumped off a cliff. Alice is going to forks now to help Charlie.....I...I’m sorry.”
Pain, worse than anything yet crashed through my head. I shuddered. My Bella, my love, my life, gone. Dead.
I would soon follow one way or another.
Aro released my hand and it fell limply back to my side. I turned quickly so I couldn’t see his expression.
“Edward, are you sure that is what you wish to ask for? There is no going back after all.” Aro voice resonated pity but not sadness.
I couldn’t bring myself to speak. I nodded again.
I tried to block out Aro’s thoughts but with little success. His pity, his slight anger, a waste. That was what he was thinking. Wasteful.
I already knew what he had decided, but maybe Caius and Marcus would vote differently.
“I will convene with my brothers and we will call for you when we are finished. If you please just wait in the reception area.” Aro smiled weakly at me.
I nodded once more before turning and leaving at inhuman speed.
If only Alice was here to tell me what they would decide.
***** *****
No. They would not give me what I wanted. Of course not. Anger pulsated through me, weaker than the pain but still very powerful.
Marcus had voted against my request. Caius had been all for it, but Marcus wouldn’t hear of it. I knew why, so I couldn’t hold it against him. He had lost his mate and he thought he knew what I was going through. But he didn’t. No one did.
I would force their hand. I would make it so they would have to kill me. I would break the rule. Never reveal our existence. The one and only law our kind had.
A thousand different plans moved through my head. Each one dismissed because it wasn’t enough.
I moved as fast as I could, out into the dawn, the first rays of sunlight glittering faintly off my face.
I knew what I could do. The one thing that would anger the Volturi enough to kill me.
I would go hunting in their own city.
My eyes were pitch black, darker than they had ever been before. I knew there were dark lines under my eyes. I was dangerous.
I let my instincts take me, something I would never do this close to humans normally. Their delicious scent was everywhere. Excess Venom was building up in my mouth and the burn of my throat was almost unbearable. I slid forward into a hunting crouch, moving at inhuman speed to the closest house. The person inside smelt delicious, but they had nothing on Bella.
I stopped, just meters away from my intended victim.
Hadn’t I always tried to be better for Bella? To make sure she didn’t love a monster? What if she was in heaven and this one act sent me to hell? It was a slim possibility that I would go to heaven anyway, but could I risk it? Risk my eternity with Bella?
I turned and ran as fast as I could. I didn’t stop until I was alone in an ally shrouded with darkness.
I would do something else, something that wouldn’t harm anyone.
I watched from my place as the sunlight hit the top of the clock tower.
That was it. The sunlight. I would wait until the sun was as high as it could go in the sky, then step out into the crowded street. Perfect.
I looked up. There were red flags flying everywhere. Saint Marcus day, the nineteenth.
Even better.
***** *****
okay, this one is a bit short, but the next one is reeeeally long so stay tuned...
Your lips are nettles
Your tongue is wine
Your laughter’s liquid
But your body’s pine
You love all sailors
But hate the beach
You say come touch me
But you’re always out of reach
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
Your arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
Your back’s a meadow
Covered in snow
Your thighs are thistles
And hot-house grapes
You breathe your sweet breath
And have me wait
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
I turn the lights out
I clean the sheets
You change the station
Turned up the heat
And now you’re sitting
Upon your chair
You’ve got me tangled up
Inside your beautiful black hair
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
Your tongue is wine
Your laughter’s liquid
But your body’s pine
You love all sailors
But hate the beach
You say come touch me
But you’re always out of reach
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
Your arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
Your back’s a meadow
Covered in snow
Your thighs are thistles
And hot-house grapes
You breathe your sweet breath
And have me wait
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
I turn the lights out
I clean the sheets
You change the station
Turned up the heat
And now you’re sitting
Upon your chair
You’ve got me tangled up
Inside your beautiful black hair
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
He stated, “Has it really been five months and a day since my last dispatch? In my defense, they’ve been five months spent immersed in the world of TWILIGHT,something I’m sure you can all appreciate. We’re in the thick of pre-production now, juggling everything from casting to storyboarding to location scouting, getting it all ready to go, but I do want to take a moment to announce to you exclusively a few of the amazing production team members who are hard at work alongside me, bringing these movies to life. I hope you’ll be as excited about them as I am:
Nessie.
