[Fic] Awakening and Mine (Twilight)
In the absence of anything Twilight-related emerging from my keyboard this weekend, I decided to post these two short fics that have been floating about on my computer for the last week or so. Nothing special really, just some things that wouldn't leave me alone until I typed them out and probably won't be continued.
Title: Awakening
Pairing: Edward/Bella
Genre: General
Rating: PG
Rated for: Nothing really
Length: Fragment, 846 words
Disclaimer: I own nothing
This is how I imagined Bella's change ending. Basically, the pain has stopped but the lights aren't back on quite yet.
Awakening
I felt the same, but different at the same time. I kept my eyes closed for a moment, trying to determine what had changed. I was still breathing; but all vampires breathed, I reminded myself. But… something was strange. I could hear two sounds, two sets of breathing. That was definitely not normal. I concentrated harder. It seemed that one of the sounds was coming from behind me.
Oh! Edward was here with me, as he’d said he would be… he was holding me against his chest. I hadn’t realized right away because he didn’t feel cold to me. I could feel his arms around me now, and his breath against my hair. Like my own body, his felt the same but somehow different. Of course he hadn’t changed. I had.
Even knowing that Edward was here with me and likely watching me anxiously, I didn’t feel any need to open my eyes right away. Part of me regretted drawing out his torment any longer - and it must have been a torment, sitting here these past three days, listening to me scream in agony - but part of me needed to adjust to my new and improved body before I could awaken for the last time. I began listening to the sounds surrounding me, keeping my face smooth so that the tell-tale furrow on my forehead wouldn’t alarm Edward. If I even had those lines on my forehead anymore, that was.
I felt a sudden, ridiculous pang of loss. How I hated that little groove between my eyes when I stared at it in the mirror, seeing it deepen and spread into a mass of wrinkles in my imagination, another reminder of how every day - every second of every day - I was aging while he was not. But now that there was a possibility that it was gone forever, in my mind’s eye it was suddenly a special and unique part of me. And if I felt this way, after yearning for this change above almost everything else, then how would Edward feel? He didn’t want this for me, had never wanted it. What would he think when I opened my newborn’s eyes and I was different? Still a little bit the same, but mostly different?
I resisted the urge to sigh. Knowing Edward, he would tell me I was being absurd. And knowing Edward, he was blaming himself for every second I lay here unmoving while I wasted time worrying. I turned my attention back to the sounds of the room around me. Our breathing was the loudest, drowning out other sounds until I discovered that, with effort, I could block it out. Once that was accomplished I began to carefully identify the noises that drifted toward me. I could hear a slight groan as the walls and floorboards settled and the whoosh of the wind as buffeted the house. The windows trembled slightly from the pressure, making a a high-pitched ringing noise that reminded me of a wine glass being tapped with a spoon. There was a strange skittering sound coming from close to where I knew the door to be - a mouse? Beyond the door I could hear a confusing hum of activity: the murmur of voices, doors opening, papers shuffling… The mix of sounds made a frightening clamor and I shied away from it instinctively, retreating back to the comforting rhythm of our breathing.
I felt a touch on my forehead. “Bella?” Edward whispered, tracing his hand along the angle of my cheekbone. My expression must have given me away when the sounds startled me; he knew I was close to waking. I could feel the sweet current of his breath against my cheeks. His face must be only inches from mine. I could picture his anxious golden eyes in my mind and still I resisted opening mine, refusing to let him know that I was okay. I wasn’t ready!
A new sound intruded itself on my thoughts, breaking away from the background noise that hovered beyond the door. Thump thump thump. Someone walking up the stairs? But they were moving too quickly… no, they were moving too quickly for a human. The footsteps drew closer, then the door opened. The noise sounded painfully loud even though the hinges didn’t squeak, and I barely managed to keep from wincing.
“It’s over,” Alice said quietly as she shut the door behind her.
“It’s over,” Edward agreed. I could tell without knowing how that I wouldn’t have been able to understand them if I were still human. That had always aggravated me, how the Cullens seemed to be able to speak their own private language and didn’t always see the need to translate for those of us too slow to keep up.
I heard Alice step closer even though her lithe movements hardly made a sound. “Oh, Edward,” she breathed. “She’s so beautiful.”
I felt a thrill run through my now-unbeating heart at her words, but it was short-lived. “She already was beautiful,” Edward said, his voice breaking.
I opened my eyes.
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Title: Mine
Pairing: Edward/Bella
Genre: General
Rating: PG13
Rated for: Nothing really
Length: Drabble, 141 words
Disclaimer: Still don't own anything
A little drabble about Edward biting Bella.
Mine
I sank my teeth into her neck, instantly feeling the gush of warm blood pass over my lips. The bloodlust hit me with the force of a wrecking ball once more; but I had expected that. I could fight it. I knew there was no chance I would go too far, had known it the instant I’d broken her skin.
What I didn’t expect was how the monster inside me would react. Perhaps that was why my desire for human blood was suddenly so… toothless, even with her jugular flowing open beneath my lips.
I could hear nothing else. Not the thoughts of my family, hovering nearby; not Bella’s precious heart, racing for the last time. She cried out when I bit her, but not even that sound was enough to drown out the monster’s exulting voice: Mine! Mine, forever!
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In other fic news, I have three Twilight stories on the go right now. I make no promises on when they will be posted, but I am making progress on all of them.
Title: Awakening
Pairing: Edward/Bella
Genre: General
Rating: PG
Rated for: Nothing really
Length: Fragment, 846 words
Disclaimer: I own nothing
This is how I imagined Bella's change ending. Basically, the pain has stopped but the lights aren't back on quite yet.
Awakening
I felt the same, but different at the same time. I kept my eyes closed for a moment, trying to determine what had changed. I was still breathing; but all vampires breathed, I reminded myself. But… something was strange. I could hear two sounds, two sets of breathing. That was definitely not normal. I concentrated harder. It seemed that one of the sounds was coming from behind me.
Oh! Edward was here with me, as he’d said he would be… he was holding me against his chest. I hadn’t realized right away because he didn’t feel cold to me. I could feel his arms around me now, and his breath against my hair. Like my own body, his felt the same but somehow different. Of course he hadn’t changed. I had.
Even knowing that Edward was here with me and likely watching me anxiously, I didn’t feel any need to open my eyes right away. Part of me regretted drawing out his torment any longer - and it must have been a torment, sitting here these past three days, listening to me scream in agony - but part of me needed to adjust to my new and improved body before I could awaken for the last time. I began listening to the sounds surrounding me, keeping my face smooth so that the tell-tale furrow on my forehead wouldn’t alarm Edward. If I even had those lines on my forehead anymore, that was.
I felt a sudden, ridiculous pang of loss. How I hated that little groove between my eyes when I stared at it in the mirror, seeing it deepen and spread into a mass of wrinkles in my imagination, another reminder of how every day - every second of every day - I was aging while he was not. But now that there was a possibility that it was gone forever, in my mind’s eye it was suddenly a special and unique part of me. And if I felt this way, after yearning for this change above almost everything else, then how would Edward feel? He didn’t want this for me, had never wanted it. What would he think when I opened my newborn’s eyes and I was different? Still a little bit the same, but mostly different?
I resisted the urge to sigh. Knowing Edward, he would tell me I was being absurd. And knowing Edward, he was blaming himself for every second I lay here unmoving while I wasted time worrying. I turned my attention back to the sounds of the room around me. Our breathing was the loudest, drowning out other sounds until I discovered that, with effort, I could block it out. Once that was accomplished I began to carefully identify the noises that drifted toward me. I could hear a slight groan as the walls and floorboards settled and the whoosh of the wind as buffeted the house. The windows trembled slightly from the pressure, making a a high-pitched ringing noise that reminded me of a wine glass being tapped with a spoon. There was a strange skittering sound coming from close to where I knew the door to be - a mouse? Beyond the door I could hear a confusing hum of activity: the murmur of voices, doors opening, papers shuffling… The mix of sounds made a frightening clamor and I shied away from it instinctively, retreating back to the comforting rhythm of our breathing.
I felt a touch on my forehead. “Bella?” Edward whispered, tracing his hand along the angle of my cheekbone. My expression must have given me away when the sounds startled me; he knew I was close to waking. I could feel the sweet current of his breath against my cheeks. His face must be only inches from mine. I could picture his anxious golden eyes in my mind and still I resisted opening mine, refusing to let him know that I was okay. I wasn’t ready!
A new sound intruded itself on my thoughts, breaking away from the background noise that hovered beyond the door. Thump thump thump. Someone walking up the stairs? But they were moving too quickly… no, they were moving too quickly for a human. The footsteps drew closer, then the door opened. The noise sounded painfully loud even though the hinges didn’t squeak, and I barely managed to keep from wincing.
“It’s over,” Alice said quietly as she shut the door behind her.
“It’s over,” Edward agreed. I could tell without knowing how that I wouldn’t have been able to understand them if I were still human. That had always aggravated me, how the Cullens seemed to be able to speak their own private language and didn’t always see the need to translate for those of us too slow to keep up.
I heard Alice step closer even though her lithe movements hardly made a sound. “Oh, Edward,” she breathed. “She’s so beautiful.”
I felt a thrill run through my now-unbeating heart at her words, but it was short-lived. “She already was beautiful,” Edward said, his voice breaking.
I opened my eyes.
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Title: Mine
Pairing: Edward/Bella
Genre: General
Rating: PG13
Rated for: Nothing really
Length: Drabble, 141 words
Disclaimer: Still don't own anything
A little drabble about Edward biting Bella.
Mine
I sank my teeth into her neck, instantly feeling the gush of warm blood pass over my lips. The bloodlust hit me with the force of a wrecking ball once more; but I had expected that. I could fight it. I knew there was no chance I would go too far, had known it the instant I’d broken her skin.
What I didn’t expect was how the monster inside me would react. Perhaps that was why my desire for human blood was suddenly so… toothless, even with her jugular flowing open beneath my lips.
I could hear nothing else. Not the thoughts of my family, hovering nearby; not Bella’s precious heart, racing for the last time. She cried out when I bit her, but not even that sound was enough to drown out the monster’s exulting voice: Mine! Mine, forever!
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In other fic news, I have three Twilight stories on the go right now. I make no promises on when they will be posted, but I am making progress on all of them.