Post by Edward Cullen on Sept 14, 2012 16:19:26 GMT -5
January 18, 2001
The most terrifying of Alice's visions occurred this morning. I had been playing the piano, a lullaby that I had written for Bella just after she was born. Esme was sitting on the couch in the music room reading and listening to the music. Carlisle was at her feet perusing a medical journal. Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper and Alice were romping in the snowy front yard. Their shrieks were counterpoint to the melody that I was playing. Sudden silence caught our attention and then the slamming of the front door brought us to our feet in defensive postures.
The vision filled my mind and I was thrilled to see Bella again. As it continued to play out a growl left my lips. Bella was the focal point. Everything else was slightly blurred although I could tell that we were in a school, probably a science classroom from all the paraphernalia sitting on shelves. A fan was placed by the door. Bella stepped into the room and the breeze lifted her hair. It was lovely as it spread over her shoulders. From this viewpoint I could see myself at the back of the classroom. My face was a mask of boredom until suddenly…it wasn't. My eyes darkened and I saw my lungs fill with air, my shoulders rising as I took in a deeper breath.
In a flash I was out of my seat and I had killed half of the children as they settled into their seats…I was at the front of the classroom, the teacher was dead and Bella was tucked into my side even as I flashed back down the far aisle of the classroom, breaking the necks of the remaining students. I had flipped the door closed as I passed it.
There was blood everywhere.
Bella was looking up into my face, shock and confusion written there. Her eyes closed in death as I attacked her neck just as the vision ended. A howl left my throat as I dropped to my knees. Alice was growling in Jasper's arms. Carlisle was asking what had happened, his arms tight around Esme's shoulders. I couldn't speak. Alice had to tell them what we had seen. All I could do was huddle on the floor, my head in my hands as I rocked back and forth, a low keening coming from my chest. The horror of the scene seemed to fill every bit of my mind. I kept trying to hold onto the fact that this was the future that we had seen. Surely something could be done to keep this from happening.
The third time through Alice's recitation of the massacre, I found enough strength to say that it looked like I had taken a breath just before I had killed everyone in the room, including the woman who would be my bride. Emmett had gasped at my comment and Carlisle had stilled. I had heard his mind working at the speed of light and then he had spoken, "La tua cantante."
Alice repeated the phrase, asking what it meant beyond your singer. Carlisle said that the Volturi had mentioned this phenomenon, where a particular human had blood that overwhelmingly appeals to a certain vampire. The call is so uncontrollable that one cannot refrain from draining the human. The effect was very rare and it was astonishing that Emmett had actually found his singer while he and Rose had been on vacation many years before. He had been an animal drinker for years when he stumbled upon his singer. There was no way he could resist her.
We had gone over the vision again and again and the singer aspect was the only one that seemed to fit. Even though this scenario hadn't taken place yet, Alice told us that the wedding vision was nearly dark. She tried to calm me as everyone brainstormed about how to prevent the destruction of my mate at my own hand. Rosalie was quiet during the discussion. Finally she came and knelt before me, lifting my chin so that I was looking in her eyes. Her words shocked me.
"Edward, you know that I've fought against the idea of you marrying a human since Alice had that first vision thirty-two years ago. Each vision she's had has changed you. I've seen you happy as you waited for this event to happen. I've seen you come out of your brooding shell and really join us as an integral part of our family. I've gotten used to your anticipation and the thought of a human woman becoming your wife and your mate. I still don't like it, but I'm used to it." She had stopped and glanced at Carlisle who swiftly approached her. "What if he can get used to her blood, to her scent?"
Total silence filled the air after her question.
Before anyone else could speak I got to my feet and looked at Alice as I made a decision. "I will not kill Bella. I will get used to her scent. I will fight the singer phenomenon with my entire being."
Everyone looked at Alice as her eyes closed and a vision filled her mind. A smile crossed her face and mine too. I was standing in the hallway at the school, just outside the office door, as Bella came out of the room. She was holding a slip of paper. It was a map of the school with her schedule written out on the back. The date was printed at the top: January 18, 2005.
A strategically placed trash can caused Bella to stumble and I was there to gently take her arm, catching her before she could fall. She looks up into my eyes as I introduce myself to her and offer to show her to her classroom. That image faded as Alice blinked and mentally shifted to look at the wedding vision. It was back to being crisp and clear and I breathed a sigh of relief.
We spent the rest of the afternoon coming up with plans to help me get used to her scent. It was determined that I'd need access to articles of clothing that Bella had worn. We also decided on a time frame to move to Forks. We wanted to go early enough that the townspeople would be used to us, so that interest could die down. We never actually fit in, but eventually the people around us would stop looking at us constantly. Esme would also need time to get the house ready. She'd go ahead of us in March 2003 and we'd follow in August, just prior to school starting. Carlisle was already preparing a resume to send to the Forks Hospital when the time came.
Jasper had discovered that Renee and Bella lived in Phoenix, Arizona; a very difficult place for vampires to move around during daytime hours. It was decided that he and Alice would make a trip there to borrow some clothes about three months before Bella was due to arrive in Forks. We didn't know exactly what date she'd arrive, but surely we'd be able to get some fresh clothing for me to smell before I actually met her.
Alice assures me that if I can keep my resolve and acclimate myself to her scent, the future that I so desperately want will come to pass.
That was enough to put steel into my decision. Now all I have to do is wait another four years. I can do it. With so much at stake, I will do it.
The most terrifying of Alice's visions occurred this morning. I had been playing the piano, a lullaby that I had written for Bella just after she was born. Esme was sitting on the couch in the music room reading and listening to the music. Carlisle was at her feet perusing a medical journal. Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper and Alice were romping in the snowy front yard. Their shrieks were counterpoint to the melody that I was playing. Sudden silence caught our attention and then the slamming of the front door brought us to our feet in defensive postures.
The vision filled my mind and I was thrilled to see Bella again. As it continued to play out a growl left my lips. Bella was the focal point. Everything else was slightly blurred although I could tell that we were in a school, probably a science classroom from all the paraphernalia sitting on shelves. A fan was placed by the door. Bella stepped into the room and the breeze lifted her hair. It was lovely as it spread over her shoulders. From this viewpoint I could see myself at the back of the classroom. My face was a mask of boredom until suddenly…it wasn't. My eyes darkened and I saw my lungs fill with air, my shoulders rising as I took in a deeper breath.
In a flash I was out of my seat and I had killed half of the children as they settled into their seats…I was at the front of the classroom, the teacher was dead and Bella was tucked into my side even as I flashed back down the far aisle of the classroom, breaking the necks of the remaining students. I had flipped the door closed as I passed it.
There was blood everywhere.
Bella was looking up into my face, shock and confusion written there. Her eyes closed in death as I attacked her neck just as the vision ended. A howl left my throat as I dropped to my knees. Alice was growling in Jasper's arms. Carlisle was asking what had happened, his arms tight around Esme's shoulders. I couldn't speak. Alice had to tell them what we had seen. All I could do was huddle on the floor, my head in my hands as I rocked back and forth, a low keening coming from my chest. The horror of the scene seemed to fill every bit of my mind. I kept trying to hold onto the fact that this was the future that we had seen. Surely something could be done to keep this from happening.
The third time through Alice's recitation of the massacre, I found enough strength to say that it looked like I had taken a breath just before I had killed everyone in the room, including the woman who would be my bride. Emmett had gasped at my comment and Carlisle had stilled. I had heard his mind working at the speed of light and then he had spoken, "La tua cantante."
Alice repeated the phrase, asking what it meant beyond your singer. Carlisle said that the Volturi had mentioned this phenomenon, where a particular human had blood that overwhelmingly appeals to a certain vampire. The call is so uncontrollable that one cannot refrain from draining the human. The effect was very rare and it was astonishing that Emmett had actually found his singer while he and Rose had been on vacation many years before. He had been an animal drinker for years when he stumbled upon his singer. There was no way he could resist her.
We had gone over the vision again and again and the singer aspect was the only one that seemed to fit. Even though this scenario hadn't taken place yet, Alice told us that the wedding vision was nearly dark. She tried to calm me as everyone brainstormed about how to prevent the destruction of my mate at my own hand. Rosalie was quiet during the discussion. Finally she came and knelt before me, lifting my chin so that I was looking in her eyes. Her words shocked me.
"Edward, you know that I've fought against the idea of you marrying a human since Alice had that first vision thirty-two years ago. Each vision she's had has changed you. I've seen you happy as you waited for this event to happen. I've seen you come out of your brooding shell and really join us as an integral part of our family. I've gotten used to your anticipation and the thought of a human woman becoming your wife and your mate. I still don't like it, but I'm used to it." She had stopped and glanced at Carlisle who swiftly approached her. "What if he can get used to her blood, to her scent?"
Total silence filled the air after her question.
Before anyone else could speak I got to my feet and looked at Alice as I made a decision. "I will not kill Bella. I will get used to her scent. I will fight the singer phenomenon with my entire being."
Everyone looked at Alice as her eyes closed and a vision filled her mind. A smile crossed her face and mine too. I was standing in the hallway at the school, just outside the office door, as Bella came out of the room. She was holding a slip of paper. It was a map of the school with her schedule written out on the back. The date was printed at the top: January 18, 2005.
A strategically placed trash can caused Bella to stumble and I was there to gently take her arm, catching her before she could fall. She looks up into my eyes as I introduce myself to her and offer to show her to her classroom. That image faded as Alice blinked and mentally shifted to look at the wedding vision. It was back to being crisp and clear and I breathed a sigh of relief.
We spent the rest of the afternoon coming up with plans to help me get used to her scent. It was determined that I'd need access to articles of clothing that Bella had worn. We also decided on a time frame to move to Forks. We wanted to go early enough that the townspeople would be used to us, so that interest could die down. We never actually fit in, but eventually the people around us would stop looking at us constantly. Esme would also need time to get the house ready. She'd go ahead of us in March 2003 and we'd follow in August, just prior to school starting. Carlisle was already preparing a resume to send to the Forks Hospital when the time came.
Jasper had discovered that Renee and Bella lived in Phoenix, Arizona; a very difficult place for vampires to move around during daytime hours. It was decided that he and Alice would make a trip there to borrow some clothes about three months before Bella was due to arrive in Forks. We didn't know exactly what date she'd arrive, but surely we'd be able to get some fresh clothing for me to smell before I actually met her.
Alice assures me that if I can keep my resolve and acclimate myself to her scent, the future that I so desperately want will come to pass.
That was enough to put steel into my decision. Now all I have to do is wait another four years. I can do it. With so much at stake, I will do it.