She turned and walked out gracefully. Once she was out the room, I counted to a hundred. With a hand trembling I touched the latest stinging bite and grimaced in pain. Blood was on my finger-tips.
I felt like crying! But will I really start blubbering like a Nawawala child? Give Cornelia satisfaction of knowing how I took this? No! No! No, I won't!
But, WHY ME?! Tough I would be guilty I would see someone in my place, like this. Hm. Yet again, I sighed.
I can't take this frustration much longer! I felt like screaming! I, reluctantly, brought my eyes to the look of the "food". Sigh. I picked it up the grey crap and tried it again. Uhg! I gagged. Not so bad as the first forced, a bit better. Maybe I'll get used to it? Maybe. I picked up the small bowl and dug my hand in it and chucked the gloop at the door. It made satisfying sound. I did it again. The third time as I chucked it the just before it hit the door, Cornelia appeared with a green and grey-streaked gloop on her waist, her eyes blazing with fury. I went cold with fear.
"WHY YOU UNGRATEFUL LITTLE...!" She let the sentence with her dangerous tone echoing hang. I squealed. Not again! She lunged at me with her teeth desperate for my blood again.
Edward
I had this inexplicable feeling, that where ever Renesmee was…she was in Italy. Under some kind of spell that made her go back to the land of her nightmares, the core. She hasn’t sent anything for weeks now… her capture was strong. Stronger than the Volturi. Stronger than anything we had encountered. But why is it Volterra? Why was Cynnddylan taking her there? There was nothing there, but ruins, of the once powerful Vampires…
We’ve been at sea for about a week, and with the strong winds, I could smell humans at the coast of Spain, very faintly, but there, but a not single essence of…Renesmee!
Renesmee
Déjà vu. This scent, it wasn’t the smell of water, well, part of it was, but the rest was a mixture of cold and damp. A rather sweet smell…but where was I?
“Get up, girl!” Cornelia hissed violently. I obeyed. My legs were numb, so it felt as I was floating, but not in a pleasant way. I started muttering under my breath, I could barely hear myself, so Cornelia probably heard no madami than a buzzing.
“What, Speak up!?” she snarled. I walked up to her.
“Go to Hell.” I said. I felt a sly grin growing on my face. Her face twisted into violent fury.
“You never learn, do you, girl?! I should just leave you here.” She sinabi flatly, her anger masked sa pamamagitan ng a cruel, sly and harsh smile. She held my arm tight and dragged me to a new and bright chamber. She let go of my arm, which was throbbing now, and threw something at me. It didn’t hurt, in fact it felt soft… clothes?
“Well I can’t have you parade around sweet England, in bloody rags, can we?” she said, there was amusement in her voice. “If you do, it’ll attract the wrong type of attention. Look at those!? They’re all bloody!” she added. I scoffed as I put on the simple white blouse.
“Shouldn’t have fed from me then…” I muttered. She glared at me. I shrugged. “You know I’m right, Corny!” I exclaimed.
“Don’t… call… me… that, EVER!” She growled.
England, that far?! And most importantly, why?! I was absolutely appalled. I realized my mouth was dropped, I closed it, embarrassed.
I again observed my new outfit; a white blusa and jeans. THAT's the style in England? Very casual. 'Corny' was watching me closely. I stared back and shrugged.
"Why-wha-who are you going to be then?" I asked hesitantly.
"You're sister!" She sinabi in a cruel sarcastic tone, but somehow, I believed her.
"My...my SISTER" I spat the last word and she smiled and put her chin up. I was drowning in dread. She is so going to enjoy this. Too much.
"But-" I pointed to my neck, full of fresh 'cuts'.
"You'll be wearing one of those wraps that the English girls pag-ibig wearing." She sinabi smugly. I'll make sure she won't enjoy this. I'll sulk, I'll attract too much attention - like we wont already - I'll be stubborn...
I looked at Cornelia again, then down to her waist, at the stain. I fought a smile. “It just going to get worse for you,” I thought. “For both of us - madami likely me…”
I shrugged slyly and smiled smugly. She stormed up to me and, she opened her mouth, revealing her perfect teeth, she wanted to say something but stopped. Her face went blank, her expression, changed into – well it was expressionless! Then she started cackling evilly, she stared at me, and then raised one elegant black eyebrow.
“Looks like this madami exiting than I first thought…!” she laughed
“What is?!” I asked
“Well… Cynddy-boy, thinks we’re in Italy, so he made your silly Cullens go there too, he put that stupid idea in their heads, but were in the England! She exclaimed.
“So…?” I said. I was very confused sa pamamagitan ng this. She stopped laughing and grunted.
“Urgh! Don’t you see!? He just turned this into the most exiting game ever! He led the Cullens the wrong way, and he doesn’t know I’m here!” she exclaimed “You… are now part of a deadly game!” she added grimly, then smiled her mysterious smile. Oh great! That’s just what I want! I thought angrily…
“But…how did you…know!?” I asked.
“We have a link!” she answered in as-a-matter-of-fact voice.
‘Ahhh…Renesmee…it’s been too long!’ a voice in my mind boomed in my head
“C-c-can Cynddylan talk to some one…through their mind?” I stuttered.
“It takes up a lot of his strength to…but yeah… sometimes.” She answered simply. “Why?” she requested.
“No reason…” I replied immediately. Random! I thought, mind communication! Puh-leaz! I thought frustrated. I was now fully changed.
“God! I though you’d never finish!” Cornelia sighed coolly. I stepped out, and I was blinded, sa pamamagitan ng the sun, I had to blink hard so my eyes could adjust. Cornelia walked. I saw a red car parked on the road, it was long and sleek, the windows were illegally dark, it was redder than blood itself…Hmph, ironic really, blood red car, ravenous vampire…
“Get in!” she ordered.
Edward
As Carlisle to steer the bangka towards land, the breeze became atmospheric. It filled with the perfume of Cynddylan. I ground my teeth together and clenched my fists. “That evil, malevolence, devious, cunning, killing, little scoundrel,” I couldn’t describe him the right way. “If I ever…” My anger washed over me like a tsunami. It crashed over my body. It was artic cold. Jacob, who was on my right side, faced the sea and growled angrily and fiercely, his feet edged towards the side of the boat. I pulled my arm out and set it on his shoulder. He turned his head towards my apologetic face, and grimace sadly. I shook my head, lifted my hand off of his kwelyo bone, and brought it back to my side. The bangka came to a stop and Jacob and I jump gracefully off of the boat. “Thank you Sadie.” Carlisle voiced in my head. It made me flash a smile. Carlisle obviously didn’t want to say anything in this dark demanding silence. The ocean’s spray splashed through the air and flew. It breathed through my and the others hair around me. As we stepped onto the beach, the sand as golden as the rising sun, a sandstorm forming with the blusters of wind flying through the feeling of mishap. My family and I raced toward the trees, that organically grew and towered above living and non-living people, a figure appeared in-front of us, suddenly…
I felt like crying! But will I really start blubbering like a Nawawala child? Give Cornelia satisfaction of knowing how I took this? No! No! No, I won't!
But, WHY ME?! Tough I would be guilty I would see someone in my place, like this. Hm. Yet again, I sighed.
I can't take this frustration much longer! I felt like screaming! I, reluctantly, brought my eyes to the look of the "food". Sigh. I picked it up the grey crap and tried it again. Uhg! I gagged. Not so bad as the first forced, a bit better. Maybe I'll get used to it? Maybe. I picked up the small bowl and dug my hand in it and chucked the gloop at the door. It made satisfying sound. I did it again. The third time as I chucked it the just before it hit the door, Cornelia appeared with a green and grey-streaked gloop on her waist, her eyes blazing with fury. I went cold with fear.
"WHY YOU UNGRATEFUL LITTLE...!" She let the sentence with her dangerous tone echoing hang. I squealed. Not again! She lunged at me with her teeth desperate for my blood again.
Edward
I had this inexplicable feeling, that where ever Renesmee was…she was in Italy. Under some kind of spell that made her go back to the land of her nightmares, the core. She hasn’t sent anything for weeks now… her capture was strong. Stronger than the Volturi. Stronger than anything we had encountered. But why is it Volterra? Why was Cynnddylan taking her there? There was nothing there, but ruins, of the once powerful Vampires…
We’ve been at sea for about a week, and with the strong winds, I could smell humans at the coast of Spain, very faintly, but there, but a not single essence of…Renesmee!
Renesmee
Déjà vu. This scent, it wasn’t the smell of water, well, part of it was, but the rest was a mixture of cold and damp. A rather sweet smell…but where was I?
“Get up, girl!” Cornelia hissed violently. I obeyed. My legs were numb, so it felt as I was floating, but not in a pleasant way. I started muttering under my breath, I could barely hear myself, so Cornelia probably heard no madami than a buzzing.
“What, Speak up!?” she snarled. I walked up to her.
“Go to Hell.” I said. I felt a sly grin growing on my face. Her face twisted into violent fury.
“You never learn, do you, girl?! I should just leave you here.” She sinabi flatly, her anger masked sa pamamagitan ng a cruel, sly and harsh smile. She held my arm tight and dragged me to a new and bright chamber. She let go of my arm, which was throbbing now, and threw something at me. It didn’t hurt, in fact it felt soft… clothes?
“Well I can’t have you parade around sweet England, in bloody rags, can we?” she said, there was amusement in her voice. “If you do, it’ll attract the wrong type of attention. Look at those!? They’re all bloody!” she added. I scoffed as I put on the simple white blouse.
“Shouldn’t have fed from me then…” I muttered. She glared at me. I shrugged. “You know I’m right, Corny!” I exclaimed.
“Don’t… call… me… that, EVER!” She growled.
England, that far?! And most importantly, why?! I was absolutely appalled. I realized my mouth was dropped, I closed it, embarrassed.
I again observed my new outfit; a white blusa and jeans. THAT's the style in England? Very casual. 'Corny' was watching me closely. I stared back and shrugged.
"Why-wha-who are you going to be then?" I asked hesitantly.
"You're sister!" She sinabi in a cruel sarcastic tone, but somehow, I believed her.
"My...my SISTER" I spat the last word and she smiled and put her chin up. I was drowning in dread. She is so going to enjoy this. Too much.
"But-" I pointed to my neck, full of fresh 'cuts'.
"You'll be wearing one of those wraps that the English girls pag-ibig wearing." She sinabi smugly. I'll make sure she won't enjoy this. I'll sulk, I'll attract too much attention - like we wont already - I'll be stubborn...
I looked at Cornelia again, then down to her waist, at the stain. I fought a smile. “It just going to get worse for you,” I thought. “For both of us - madami likely me…”
I shrugged slyly and smiled smugly. She stormed up to me and, she opened her mouth, revealing her perfect teeth, she wanted to say something but stopped. Her face went blank, her expression, changed into – well it was expressionless! Then she started cackling evilly, she stared at me, and then raised one elegant black eyebrow.
“Looks like this madami exiting than I first thought…!” she laughed
“What is?!” I asked
“Well… Cynddy-boy, thinks we’re in Italy, so he made your silly Cullens go there too, he put that stupid idea in their heads, but were in the England! She exclaimed.
“So…?” I said. I was very confused sa pamamagitan ng this. She stopped laughing and grunted.
“Urgh! Don’t you see!? He just turned this into the most exiting game ever! He led the Cullens the wrong way, and he doesn’t know I’m here!” she exclaimed “You… are now part of a deadly game!” she added grimly, then smiled her mysterious smile. Oh great! That’s just what I want! I thought angrily…
“But…how did you…know!?” I asked.
“We have a link!” she answered in as-a-matter-of-fact voice.
‘Ahhh…Renesmee…it’s been too long!’ a voice in my mind boomed in my head
“C-c-can Cynddylan talk to some one…through their mind?” I stuttered.
“It takes up a lot of his strength to…but yeah… sometimes.” She answered simply. “Why?” she requested.
“No reason…” I replied immediately. Random! I thought, mind communication! Puh-leaz! I thought frustrated. I was now fully changed.
“God! I though you’d never finish!” Cornelia sighed coolly. I stepped out, and I was blinded, sa pamamagitan ng the sun, I had to blink hard so my eyes could adjust. Cornelia walked. I saw a red car parked on the road, it was long and sleek, the windows were illegally dark, it was redder than blood itself…Hmph, ironic really, blood red car, ravenous vampire…
“Get in!” she ordered.
Edward
As Carlisle to steer the bangka towards land, the breeze became atmospheric. It filled with the perfume of Cynddylan. I ground my teeth together and clenched my fists. “That evil, malevolence, devious, cunning, killing, little scoundrel,” I couldn’t describe him the right way. “If I ever…” My anger washed over me like a tsunami. It crashed over my body. It was artic cold. Jacob, who was on my right side, faced the sea and growled angrily and fiercely, his feet edged towards the side of the boat. I pulled my arm out and set it on his shoulder. He turned his head towards my apologetic face, and grimace sadly. I shook my head, lifted my hand off of his kwelyo bone, and brought it back to my side. The bangka came to a stop and Jacob and I jump gracefully off of the boat. “Thank you Sadie.” Carlisle voiced in my head. It made me flash a smile. Carlisle obviously didn’t want to say anything in this dark demanding silence. The ocean’s spray splashed through the air and flew. It breathed through my and the others hair around me. As we stepped onto the beach, the sand as golden as the rising sun, a sandstorm forming with the blusters of wind flying through the feeling of mishap. My family and I raced toward the trees, that organically grew and towered above living and non-living people, a figure appeared in-front of us, suddenly…
10. Never use English around him – instead, bark.
9. Call him a puwang heater.
8. Tell him that Aso make good pets, not good partners.
7. Ask him if he has RSVPed to the wedding yet.
6. Inform him that real men sparkle.
5. Walk up to him and claim you have imprinted. Say you pag-ibig him and demand his paw in marriage.
4. Tell him that even though he may run at a boiling 108.9 degrees, Bella doesn’t find him hot.
3. Inquire as to how Leah is… and if he dreams about Sam the way Leah dreams about Bella.
2. Ask him if he likes to do things… doggy style.
And the Number One way to annoy Jacob Black?
1. Make him a day-by-day flip calendar, counting down the amount of time Bella will remain human.
Source: link
9. Call him a puwang heater.
8. Tell him that Aso make good pets, not good partners.
7. Ask him if he has RSVPed to the wedding yet.
6. Inform him that real men sparkle.
5. Walk up to him and claim you have imprinted. Say you pag-ibig him and demand his paw in marriage.
4. Tell him that even though he may run at a boiling 108.9 degrees, Bella doesn’t find him hot.
3. Inquire as to how Leah is… and if he dreams about Sam the way Leah dreams about Bella.
2. Ask him if he likes to do things… doggy style.
And the Number One way to annoy Jacob Black?
1. Make him a day-by-day flip calendar, counting down the amount of time Bella will remain human.
Source: link
HOUSE OF FREAKS!
fallen angel
you always cut my heart out with two words: good bye
Golden brown eyes, like hardened syrup in a pool like shape of a continuance lifetime of some burdened sadness.
Lifeless he is, like a beautiful statue, numb to the world around him.
Only the silent whispers of feeble minds he hears.
The red seductive toxin running through their veins, of which he hungers for… his ‘own personal brand of heroin’.
His thirst for normality is torturous to his eternal, tormented soul.
A secret torture for this masochistic lion,
This old face holds many secrets, some unable to tell but all not forgotten.
Lifeless he is, like a beautiful statue, numb to the world around him.
Only the silent whispers of feeble minds he hears.
The red seductive toxin running through their veins, of which he hungers for… his ‘own personal brand of heroin’.
His thirst for normality is torturous to his eternal, tormented soul.
A secret torture for this masochistic lion,
This old face holds many secrets, some unable to tell but all not forgotten.
Listen up all you Twilight fan's .Today is the last araw you can send ur 1-minute video tellin why you should be in the new movie of the twilight saga "New Moon" and you can win a visit to the the set and appear in the filme sooo all you Kristen ,Rob and Taylor fan's submite your video soo you can meet your paborito twilight actor!!And who knows mayby you'll be the susunod big thing can someone ¡¡¡HOLLYWOOD!! so go to the official Twilight movie website and upload your video and if u have anymore quetiones you can read madami about the rules and conditiones on the main page website as mention before
Erin in real life!
1.Erin is part of the Volturi, but she is half human-Spoiler!
2.not everything will be exactly like the books,it will be dramatized a little.
3.Erin is my best friend in real life, so I try to make her as realistic as possible.
4.This one is madami about me:I don't like cussing in my stories because I don't cuss a lot in real life, but it makes my stories funnier,agree?
5.We might make a movie out of this when we are done-Spoiler!
6.Erin was telling me about one of her friends, Danie, and she might be in a few chapters-Spoiler!
7.Erin tries to kill Alice later in the story-Spoiler!
Our trademark...lol!
