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To celebrate Carrie's birthday!!!!!!
Chapter 34 The Final Awakening
Carrie's POV
A stinging, burning sensation was all that I felt. I was aware of nothing else; no sounds or smells, but I could have sworn that I saw a flash of light. 'Impossible,' I thought, 'I haven't seen anything in months and Edward is miles away back at home, waiting for my return. Poor Edward, he always seems to be waiting on me for everything. I hate having to make him wait.' The new pain returns and I close my eyes tight and try not to scream out and the new sensations. I can feel myself falling, but why would I be falling for, did I trip or something. The last thing I remember was ... what was it? I remember hearing something loud and trash cans being knocked over. The pain in my chest intensifies which causes me to gasp. But why would I hurt, what could cause this new pain that seems familiar but new at the same time. I can feel myself falling. Why am I falling? I feel something wrap around me and my movement stops. I let out a gasp of pain as I stop moving and something wraps tighter around me.
"Carrie," I hear someone call from right next to me. It sounds familiar. Who is it? Their voice is really soothing. However the voice causes the pain to intensify and now my whole body hurts. Every single part of my body hurts, more than usual. The stabbing and burning in my chest intensifies. I gasp and reach up to clench the area that hurts the most. I feel something else pressed on an area that hurts as well. The pressure from the touch is uncomfortable so I try to move away from it, but I can't move. I feel as though I am frozen. How can I be frozen yet feel as though I'm burning at the same time? I can feel myself being lowered. I gasp in pan at the movement and I move to grab the thing that is pushing against one of the areas that hurt. It's cold and hard to the touch.
"Carrie, Carrie can you hear me," I hear someone ask, they sounded as if they were far away, and muffled. This voice is different from the first, but just as familiar. With a jolt of pain through my body, images start flashing through my mind. People of unnatural beauty and ... they sparkle. Along with the images everything comes back to me. My new family, my loved ones...going shopping with Bella...Howard! I remember Howard is here.
"…Carl...isle," I gasped, trying to speak, the sounds clearer with my memory returned. I feel someone place their hands on both sides of my face and something gently brushing my cheeks. I can feel that my sunglasses have been removed. "Ch…check on…Bella. She pushed me …out of the way….and…she got knocked into… the trash cans." 'Is she okay, nothing happened, did there? Is she hurt?'
"Bella is fine Carrie, Alice is taking care of her," Carlisle said reassuringly. "Esme keep the pressure steady on this, Edward help me get some of these layers off so I can see the damage." I felt a change of hands and my coat being removed then placed under underneath my head and neck. I hear a ripping sound and felt a cold breeze come across my skin. I think I can hear rain falling which is proven when I feel a few cold drops hit me. I can hear it falling heavier farther away. It won't be long until it reaches where we are at. I felt something rub around the area that I hurt. I must have been hit by the second shot. I felt something press against what I guessed were the wounds which caused them to hurt more and I let out a cry of pain. I hear the person who was holding my head whisper reassurances. I can tell from the sound and from what I could smell that it was Esme.
Carlisle was on my left and Edward, who was holding my hand, was on my right.
I could hear someone else talking but I couldn't make out what they were saying. I felt something weird going on inside of my chest. It felt as though there was this weird pressure building. I felt something liquid like as I breathed. It caused me to choke so I coughed to try to get it out I felt something come up my throat and I tasted something salty and bitter in my mouth. I still felt whatever that it was but it wasn't as bad as before.
I could still hear people talking but I didn't pay much attention to it. I just hurt so much and it was getting harder for me to breathe. I started coughing again, but it just made my body hurt worse. So I tried to stop the coughing, but I still had trouble breathing and had the urge to cough. My body was arching with the force of trying to cough, which made me hurt worse.
I just hurt so much and I started to feel tired, my senses foggy. I was trying to resist, but sleep just sounded so good right now. I could feel my eye lids start to droop but I fought to keep them open, I couldn't go to sleep now. I was starting to feel cold and I could feel myself start to shiver. I felt moisture start to gather on my brow. What is going on? I heard someone to my right make a sound of frustration and heard them move. I felt something cold and wet start to fall on me and I flinched at the contact. It didn't take long for me to get wet. I felt the urge to cough again as I felt the water fall on my face and into my mouth and nose. I felt something move under my shoulders and my knees and I felt myself being lifted up. I can't tell a thing everything is just so hazy and fuzzy. The only thing that I can feel is the pain, the weird feeling in my chest and I could tell that I was shivering. I wasn't sure of anything else.
I could feel something being wrapped tightly around me and then it felt as though I was moving while being held tightly against something. I put my hand next to it and grabbed hold of it. I felt a pressure build up in my chest. I tried to cough to get rid of it, but it wasn't working. I felt my mind start to clear a bit as I tried to cough to get rid of the pressure. I felt something come up and out my mouth, but I still felt as though I was choking. I brought my hand up and clench at the area that felt as though it was being squeezed.
"Carrie, Carrie, babes, come on, what's wrong," I heard someone say. I identified the voice as Edwards.
"…I...I...can't...breathe," I managed to get out. The pressure was increasing making it difficult for me to speak and breathe. I could tell that I had been lowered to the ground.
"CARLISLE," I heard Edward begin to shout. He sounded so scared which caused me to start to feel the same. I have never heard him sound so scared. "CARLISLE ... CARLISLE ... Carlisle," he continued to shout while I fought to breathe.
"What's wrong," Carlisle asked as I heard him come up next to us.
"She can't breathe, it is almost as if she is choking," Edward said in a shaky voice.
I felt some hands moving around on me, checking my injuries and searching for the cause of my distress. "Her lung has collapsed. We need to try and relieve some of the pressure around it and hopefully it will inflate itself if the pressure is the only cause," Carlisle said after he took his hands away from my throat.
"But wouldn't the blood escaping into her body be the reason for the pressure," Edward asked and there was a pause. "But she has lost so much blood already, isn't there another cause?"
"Would you prefer she dies of exsanguination (hypovolemia, bleeding out), or asphyxiation (suffocation, being unable to breathe)," Carlisle asked in a hard tone.
"I prefer that she not die," Edward said. I felt myself being lowered so that I was leaning against someone. From what I could tell it was Esme whom I was leaning against again. I barely felt them remove whatever was around my form and them doing stuff to me. I was still struggling to breathe. I could faintly hear them argue about something but I couldn't hear them over the sounds of my labored breathing. My mind started to feel kind of fuzzy again as I gasped for air. I vaguely felt something cold and wet being placed around one of the wounds and a weird sensation occurred there. Whatever it was and doing it was relieving the pressure and I found it easier to breathe, but it still felt like I was drowning.
I could tell that those around me were arguing about something. It took me a little bit for me to realize what they were arguing about. "Gees...have some faith...in me at least. I've been in ... sticky situations before...and bounced back from them. I'm a survivor," I said as best as I could between coughs and wheezes.
"You do realize what we are talking about right," Carlisle asked as I felt someone, probably him, begin to re-bandage my wounds
"Of course... I'm blind, not deaf...Don't worry about the pain though...I'm not feeling much at this point in time," I said. And it was true; the pain had begun to fade some time ago. It felt nice to not to feel pain coarse through my body. I felt as though I was going numb. In the back of my mind I knew that this wasn't a good sign but it just felt so nice.
Everything else was a blur until I felt something similar to what I felt before clamp down on the juncture of my neck. I gasped in pain as I felt my skin tear and something so cold that it burned coursed through me from that point. I gasped in pain which caused whatever was in my body to go into my lungs. I coughed to get it out and I struggled to get away from whatever had a hold on my neck. The blissful numbness was slipping away to replaced by a more intense burning sensation. I felt my heart pound harder and I felt dizzy. I felt pressure on different parts of my body which prevented me from moving. The dizziness became too great so I stopped trying to escape and concentrated on my breathing.
Slowly I felt a warmness wrap around me. It felt familiar but I couldn't place it. I started to feel sleepy again but I fought against it. I didn't want to go to sleep yet, I couldn't fall asleep. Sleep my little one, sleep, I heard a soft, motherly voice say in my head. Who was that? I never heard that voice before. Go to sleep child. But I don't want to go to sleep. Sleep. No Edward needs me, I can't go to sleep. What if I don't wake? Go to sleep now little one all will be well when you wake. But I ... don't want to ... go ... to ... sleep, was my last thought as I felt a weight lifted off of me and a warmness embrace me.
It felt as though I was floating was the first thing that came to mind after what seemed like an eternity of absolutely nothing. I could feel something caress me along my form. I felt as though there was something different, but I didn't know what. I was just floating around; I couldn't tell which way was up or down, what was the sky what was the ground. I wasn't sure how long I floated around for but eventually I felt myself gently landing on something solid. After lying there for a while to make sure that I wasn't going anywhere I decided to check out the area that I was in. I moved my hands about and felt something tickle along my skin. It felt familiar, it felt like ... grass. I turn my head around and took a deep breath. The scent was fresh and calming and was that of grass. I concentrated on my other senses to learn about the area in which I was in. The ground that I was laying on was warm yet cool at the same time. I felt the warm sun shine down on me, warming my flesh, just to feel a cool, comforting wind breeze by. I could hear leaves rustling, birds chirping and water flowing nearby. It was then that I realized that I had my eyes closed tight, everything was just so bright. Wait bright? Where is the darkness?
Slowly and very hesitantly I opened my eyes. The light was so bright that I had to blink my eyes repeatedly and bring my arm up to block out the light. The light became tolerable and I could make out blurs. Eventually the blurs came into focus and I could see leaves and tree limbs moving in the breeze. My eyes widened in shock; I could see. I could see! I sat up very quickly at this realization. I slowly brought my hands up to my eyes. I could see my hands before my eyes. I felt around my face and I could feel smooth skin. Where were my scars? I pull my hands away and looked at them closely. They were very different; no longer did I have fat fingers but they looked long and slender, yet strong at the same time. My knuckles were no longer swollen and fat, the skin was smooth, flawless. There were no scars or bumps, even the fine hair was gone. I then looked around at the area that I was in. I was in a meadow like area. I was surrounded by tall grass with wildflowers scattered about. It was just so peaceful.
In panic I started to head towards the sound of running water. I kept tripping in my haste but I eventually came upon a stream and collapsed on my knees next to it. I hesitantly leaned forward so that I could see my reflection and I gasped at what I saw. I saw a beautiful face looking back at me. I looked over my shoulder to see if there was anyone behind me; there wasn't. I turned back to the reflection and studied the appearance. The face was slender, angular yet smooth and round at the same time. There were high cheek bones with a strong chin and jaw, full red lips, delicately arched brows, flawless skin. The most striking feature was the eyes. They were an intense, molten hazel. They appeared to be blue, brown, gray and green at the same time. I slowly brought my hand up to touch my face and saw that the same thing happened in the reflection. I touch my chin, cheek, lips which occurred in the reflection. I sat there wide eye, staring at the reflection. That can't be me. It couldn't possibly be me; the reflection was just too beautiful. The water rippled even though I didn't see anything touch it. I watched transfixed as the image that I knew myself to look like super imposed itself over the first image. The features matched up and slowly blended together to get the image from before.
My studying of the image was disrupted when something floated across my vision and my face. I grabbed the offending thing and yanked it out of my face. The yank however resulted in a pain in my head, as if I pulled my hair. I started at what I was holding in my hand and gave it a gentle tug resulting in a tugging sensation on my scalp again. It was my hair. This couldn't possibly be my hair either. It was too soft, too smooth and vibrant in color to be mine. When I went to gather it up in my hands I realized then how long it was. Judging by the way that it pooled around me it could easily reach my knees if I stood up.
I then began to look to see what other changes there were. I noticed that I was wearing a long white dress that also appeared to be a light tan in color at the same time. It seemed to be snug against my form yet flowed over it at the same time. The sleeves were long, covering most of my hands and reminded me a bit of bell sleeves. The collar was a v-neck that came drastically low and showed a bit of cleavage. 'Wait, cleavage?' I never had cleavage before, I always been quite small when it came to that area. Apparently this body was very different than the one that I was used to. My chest was probably a C or D cup easy; I'm not sure, my waist was narrow, my stomach flat, wide hips. The muscles are tone and firm. I appeared to have a bit more muscle mass than before. I slowly stood to my feet and noticed that I felt taller than before with the new long, slender legs. 'What the heck is going on?'
"You can say that this is the inner you," I heard a voice say, the same one as before.
"Who's there," I asked looking around frantically for the source of the voice.
"There is nothing to be scared of my child," the voice said again trying to bring me comfort.
"Then show yourself," I challenged. I heard a rustle of leaves and turned in that direction. Across the stream a large figure moved out of the foliage. When the light hit it I saw that it was a wolf. The fur was such a dark brown in color that it appeared to be black. The wolf moved so that it was sitting right across from me. Before I could say anything the wolf was engulfed in a bright light. I had to turn away because it was so bright. When the light faded I turned back around a woman was sitting in place of the wolf. She was a small woman in both size and height from what I could tell. She had dark brown with some streaks of gray hair that came down just a few inches past her shoulders. Her facial structure was similar to what I saw in the reflection, but there were some differences. Her cheek bones were higher, more prominent, but her cheeks looked sunken in. She just looked so tired and worn out yet she still exuded this air of confidence and strength. Despite this she still appeared to be beautiful in a different way. Her eyes were of a chocolate brown and had a light in them that screamed to me of sharp wit. She was wearing some brown pants and a long sleeved shirt that appeared to be made out of animal skins. She just sat there staring at me as I studied her. When I finished with my observations of her I could tell that I was had I look of confusion and curiosity on my face as I looked at her.
"Why don't you sit down so that we may speak to each other," she said softly motioning to the ground at my feet. I gave her an uncertain look as I slowly sank down to sit on my knees. "I'm sure you have some questions so I am here to explain some things to you."
"Who are you," I asked immediately.
"The name by which I was known in life was Sue, but here I am known as Broken Wing," she told me.
"What do you mean by that? Where are we," I asked not knowing what she meant by what she said.
"The place that you are currently in is the place known as the in between. Where I am at is the home of our ancestors. On Earth when I was alive my name was Sue. Here I go by my true name Broken Wing," she said.
"Why Broken Wing," I asked curious.
"In life I was involved in an accident that caused some damage to my arms, leaving them next to useless, thus the name was born," she said.
"What do you mean 'in life'? You're dead? Does that mean that I'm dead," I asked in panic.
"Yes I'm dead, but you have yet to make your decision, that is why you are on that side of the river," Broken Wing said.
"I'm so confused. There are so many questions I could ask. I have no idea but what you mean by home of our ancestors and the sides," I said desperately, holding my head in my hands, the questions buzzing around my head.
"Maybe this will clear things up," I heard her say.
I looked up and saw that she was pulling something out from underneath her shirt. I gasped when I saw the object that she was now holding in her hands. It was the pewter cross; the cross that I found long ago and kept in my possession and gave to Esme for Christmas. It was then that I realized that I had a warm feeling very similar to what I felt when I found the cross and when I first heard the voice was coming from this person. In fact now that I think about it the voices were very similar as well.
"That's my cross," I said pointing at the object around her neck.
"Indeed, but before this cross was yours it was mine. I just left it behind for you," she said. I just looked at her confused. "Carrie," my eyes widened when she said my name, "you are my daughter, and therefore that makes me your mother." she said out right. I could feel my jaw drop in shock. This woman was my mother! But…but… huh, what? "Yes my little one, I am your mother. I died giving you life and I have been here watching over you ever since then. I'm sorry for everything that you have had to go through. I knew that you were going to have a hard life, just not to the extent that I thought it would be."
"What," I asked even more confused and in disbelief.
"When I was pregnant and bought this necklace. Toward the end of the pregnancy I felt that I was going to be leaving shortly after your birth so I wished for a way to always watch over you. Unknowingly the last of my energy went into this necklace and I asked that it be given to you when I went into labor if I didn't make it. Of course it was never given to you so one day I let some of my energy out to call you to it, thus leading you to find it that day long ago. I have been watching over you since the day I left."
"You were the warm feeling that I felt whenever I held the cross," I said softly and she nodded.
"As much as I wanted to prevent you from going through that, in a way it was necessary. Everything that you have gone through has indeed made you stronger," she said.
"Why was it necessary?," I asked in confusion. Why would having such a terrible childhood, filled with pain and turmoil be necessary?
"To bring out the inner you, in more than one way," my mother said as she motioned to the stream.
I was confused by what she meant by that but I slowly leaned forward so that I could see my reflection. At first it was the same as before, but then a rippling occurred. Within the rippling I saw quick flashes of what appeared to be brown colored fur, tall twitching ears, a long snout with molten hazel eyes staring back at me. All too soon the rippling subsided and the brief images faded leaving behind a human reflection.
I sat back away from the river confused at what I had seen. 'What was that thing that I saw, I never got a good look at but I had a feeling deep down that I know what it was, that it was me somehow.' "So why did I have to go through everything, why did I have to suffer," I asked serious trying to at least make sense of something.
"So that you would be able to live up to your namesake," she said. "Your name Carrie, means 'victory for/ of the people', you are to make things better. Your true name means the dawning of a new day, a new era, a better time," Broken Wing said.
"And just what is my true name," I asked after a pause, intrigued and more curious about what she was telling me.
"Morning Dove; though delicate sounding it is full of strength, power, courage, determination and hope," she said as she lifted her chin a little higher and sat a little straighter. Her eyes shining with … pride?
"So what exactly am I here for," I asked deciding to get to the chase sense a lot of this wasn't making sense.
"You are here for you need to make a decision. Before you is flows the water of life, similar to the River Styx in a way. It is through this water that I have been able to watch over you. The decision that you have to make is to stay on the side that you are on, to come to this side or to jump into the water. If you stay on your side, you stay alive, but if you jump into the water or cross to this side you die. Also if you jump into the river though, you can never return here. This is all that I can tell you, you must make the decision for yourself. The only other advice I can tell you is to follow your instincts, for they will never let you down and once you make your decision you will know everything that you will need to know," she said. With that there was a flash of light and my mother sat there in her wolf form before turning and leaving back the way that she came.
She left me even more confused than before as she walked away. 'I guess I'm on my own again.' I just sat there enjoying the scenery. Everything was just so peaceful here it is so nice here. I wish Edward was here to see this. Edward. I wonder how he is doing. Is he alright? Just then I hear something that has me turning toward the stream. I watch as it ripples to show my room. It is night time with the moon light streaming into the room. I see something on the bed and I lean forward to get a closer look. Surprisingly the vision moved closer, through the canopy to see the bed. I gasped at what I saw.
On the bed was Edward and he was … holding my body close to his. I was flush against him, my back to his chest. Edward had his arms wrapped tightly around me, his legs entangled with mine. His face was buried in the crook of my neck. What surprised me more though was that it appeared he had been crying? I thought the he couldn't cry. What happened next though had my heart breaking at the sight. Edward pulled me even tighter against him and placed kisses along my neck. I could see fresh tears fall from his eyes.
"Carrie," he whispered, "wake up, please wake up. I don't want to lose you, I need you. I love you. So please wake up please." After every sentenced he placed a kiss against my skin. It was so sad, he looked so … broken. I felt the tears run down my face creating ripples in the water which caused the image to go away. I sat back away from the stream, pulled my legs up to my chest and cried. I cried for Edward and what he must be feeling. I feel so bad for making him look that way.
I wasn't sure how long I stayed like that crying for Edward, but I was interrupted by a voice. 'Time is running short. Have you decided?' I looked up and saw my mother in wolf form sitting where she was what seemed like not that long ago.
"What do you mean time is running short? I haven't been here that long," I said confused while wiping the tears away.
'Here time has no meaning. However several days have passed back on Earth,' she said. Before I could question her there was a flash from the river and again I was looking down into my room. Everyone was in there and there seemed to be a sense of panic.
"Her heart stopped beating and she's not breathing," Edward said. His eyes were wide open in fright. Everyone had such a frightened look on their face. It was so sad to see; such strong individuals look so weak and frightened.
'What is your decision?'
"But I haven't given any thought to it," I said desperately.
'Make your choice,' was the command I was given. It was clear that there was a threat behind her words. It was then that I noticed that there were other animals gathered behind my mother. There were other wolves, foxes, deer, large cats, rats. You name it, it was there. I looked at the reflection again. The Cullen's, my family, were gathered around my bed. They all seemed to be devastated; the girls looked close to tears. But Edward, he looked so lost and alone, so broken like he had lost everything.
'What is your decision?' I looked up at my mother as she stared at me with those hard brown eyes. My face tightened in determination and without a second thought I jumped head first into the water. I was floating in the water sinking deeper and deeper. What I had seen in the water was getting closer and closer but started to fade as everything got darker. I watched as everyone except for Edward moved slowly to leave the room. I continued sinking until they were 'above' me and I was looking up at them, lying on my back below my body. 'Contact must be made I will do the rest.'I brought my left hand up and reached toward Edward. I couldn't reach him. How can I make contact with him if I couldn't reach him and he's getting farther and farther away. I reached harder, trying to claw my way up higher, fighting against the tug that was pulling me down and farther away from everything I held dear. 'Come on reach,' I thought. I saw my hand twitch. Ah ha! 'Now come on, grab it, reach, reach!' My hand continued to twitch. I noticed that Edward noticed the twitching limb and his hand was reaching toward mine. 'Yes, that's it Eddie, just grab my hand.' Edward's hand came in contact with mine and I felt myself being pulled up in a flash of light.
I was thirsty. That was the only thought that was running through my mind currently. I'm so thirsty, my throat and mouth are so dry and parched, it burned. My stomach hurt so much. I slowly sat up and wrapped my arms around my middle. It hurts. I'm thirsty. Why does it hurt so much? Why am I so thirsty? I felt something touch my shoulder and I moved quickly away from it. Where was I? I don't remember anything? I don't remember anything because I'm so thirsty. I could hear voices but I was just too thirsty. My throat is burning. I feel something touch me again and I took off running after giving a sound of warning. I need something for my thirst. I take a deep breath but couldn't distinguish what I could smell so I ran.
Something jumped me and I fell to the ground. I looked up to see an attractive male looking at me in worry while crouched down close to the ground. I slowly got up and took up a similar pose. I growled at the male to leave me alone and tried to leave. I just got slammed into a nearby tree. Their body was pinning mine tightly to the tree, my hands were held above my head in a tight grip by the wrists. I could hear the male say something but I couldn't make it out as I fought to get free. I struggled but the grip was just too tight, my thirst too prevalent to properly fight back. Something deep inside me told me to submit to this strong male. I took a deep breath and took in his delicious scent. It was just so mouth watering. It seemed familiar but I couldn't place it. I continued to struggle but he held tight. He began to growl disapprovingly as I tried to escape. I tried one last time but it didn't work so with a small whimper I tilted my head back to expose my throat to the male, showing my submission to him. I heard him make a pleased growl as I felt him lean forward and placed his mouth along my jugular. He took in my scent as he moved to the side of my neck before he bit into it. Before I could stop myself I moved and bit into the side of his neck as well. I felt him stiffen in shock but he didn't pull away. I felt his blood pool into my mouth and I swallowed it without another thought. I felt the male do the same to me.*
I sensed others come close to us and I let out a growl in warning. I felt the others stop their movement. The male pulled away while making a sound that comforted me. He kept his grip on my wrists tight as he pulled away from me. I felt him pull me away from the tree and I moved slowly and unsure toward him since I really had no choice in the matter. I heard one of the others that were near us saying something. It was male if the voice was anything to go by. The male that had a hold of me said something in return but I just moved closer to him and get a better smell of his scent. It just smelled so pleasing. There was sweetness to it that wasn't there before. I looked to where the sweet scent was coming from and saw that he was bleeding. I slowly stood on my tips toes and took a tentative lick of the substance. It was so delicious. The male stiffen at my actions but made no move to stop my actions so I continued to lick what I could reach.
I jumped when there were a couple of loud thumping sounds from right next to us. I made a sound of displeasure towards the direction of the noise while trying to pull away from the hard grip. I saw two males standing next to two dead animals. One was large and well muscled; the other one was lean but toned. They were both very pleasing when it came to looks as well. The male holding me said something to them and they leaned down over the animals and proceeded to rip open their flesh. I was bombarded with the scent of the blood. I felt my thirst come back and felt my mouth fill with a sweet tasting liquid which I quickly swallowed. The male pulled me toward the source of the blood. When we were next to them I was pulled down to my knees. The male leaned forward and licked the area where he bit me just a short time ago. He pulled away and placed his mouth next to my ear. "Drink," he commanded with a small growl as he released and turned me toward the blood. I leaned down to do what my mate had commanded me to do.
*I KNOW THAT THEY ARE ACTING KIND OF ANIMAL LIKE, BUT CARRIE IS RUNNING MORE ON INSTINCT AT THE MOMENT BECAUSE THE CHANGE WAS SO SUDDEN THAT HER MIND HASN'T QUITE CAUGHT UP YET, HER THIRST AND OTHER BASER INSTINCTS ARE GUIDING HER. EDWARD STARTS TO ACT SIMILARLY BECAUSE HE TOO IS IN NEED OF A FEED SINCE HE HAS REFUSED TO LEAVE CARRIE'S SIDE SINCE THE FIRST TIME. HIS THIRST AND CARRIE'S ACTIONS SPEAK TO HIS INSTINCTS, BRINGING THEM OUT.
EDWARD SMELLS GOOD TO CARRIE BECAUSE IF THEIR ROLES WERE REVERSED, EDWARD HUMAN AND CARRIE VAMPIRE, HIS BLOOD WOULD PROBABLY SING TO HER.
THE BLOOD IN EDWARDS SYSTEM IS FROM WHEN HE FEEDS. IN MY VERSION IT JUST DOESN'T JUST GO TO HIS STOMACH BUT IS ASLO SLOWLY ABSORBED TO THE REST OF HIS BODY. THE BLOOD IN CARRIE'S BODY IS FROM WHAT WAS ORIGNALLY LEFT OVER THAT HASN'T BEEN USED BY THE NEW BODY YET.
THE BITTING IS A WAY OF STAKING CLAIM, LETTING OTHERS KNOW THAT ONE IS TAKEN. KIND OF ANIMAL LIKE AGAIN I KNOW BUT I SOME HOW THOUGHT THAT IT WAS APPROPRIATE.
HERE IS THE IDEA I HAD FOR CHIKA1345'S CAMEO
'What is your decision?'
"But I haven't given any thought to it," I said desperately.
Suddenly through the trees a small brown blurs darts out and heads straight toward me. I thought that it was going to tackle me but it came to a screeching stop right at the edge of the river, kicking up a cloud of dust. When the said dust settled I was surprised to see, not a torpedo, but a dachound. Said dachound was sitting straight and tall, had a brindle colored coat and large, wide expressive dark brown eyes. It was even sporting a doggish grin. I hear a constant thumping sound and see that it is being caused by its quite rapidly wagging tail.
"Carrie! I'm so glad that you are finally here!," the dog exclaimed, with a feminine voice while it starte to jump up and down in excitement.
"Chika, what are you doing here? You should be back with the others," Sue said with a sigh, already looking tired with the dogs antics.
"But Aunt Sue, I've been waiting for like ever for Carrie to finally ger here." the little weiner dog said with a small pout as she hung her head. Then she snapped her head back to me and started to 'prance' side to side as she started to speak to me, the speed increasing more and more with her excitement. "Oh we are going to have so much fun cousin. There is so much here that we can do. We can run around all day, scare our opussum cousins so they play dead, chase our rat cousins ...' she began to say as she started to run in a big circle. But soon her speech was coming out so fast, that I couldn't understand her, and she was running so fast that she noting but a blur and it looked like there was a whole, floating circle next to my mother.
I heard my mother sigh in exasperation and I turn my attention to her and see her slowly shaking her head side to side.
"Hyperactive little thing isn't she," I asked both in amusment of her antics and my mothers reaction and a little on the curious and unsure side since this whole situation still doesn't make much sense to me.
"That she is," my mother sighed in answer. She turned so that she was facing the quickly movinf blur more and slowly held one of her paws up. The hyperactive little dachound was unaware of it as she contimued to run around in her little circle rattling on about all of the things that we could do together.
Then quick as lightening, my mother darted her paw down, and mangaged to pin chikas tail to the ground, her rapid movement stilled.
"Ouch! What did you do that for Aunt Sue?," chika asked as she tries to moved away put is still pinned down by her tail.
"To get you to stop." My mother responded in a raised tone. "Carrie has yet to make her decision, and right now precious time is being wasted with your antics. Now get back there with the rest of the family, if she decides to cross, then you may talk to her, but not not. and no buts about it understood?" my mother added at the end when she saw that chika was about to object.
"Fine,' chika said with a small whine as mother rleased her tail. Then slowly, very slowly, the slowest I have ever seen her move chika dejectively, head and tail hung down low, walked back to the forest and disappeared into the underbrush. I was silent as I tried to process what just happened.
'Make your choice,' was the command I was given. It was clear that there was a threat behind her words. It was then that I noticed that there were other animals gathered behind my mother. There were other wolves, foxes, deer, large cats, rats. You name it, it was there. I looked at the reflection again. The Cullen's, my family, were gathered around my bed. They all seemed to be devastated; the girls looked close to tears. But Edward, he looked so lost and alone, so broken like he had lost everything.
'What is your decision?' I looked up at my mother as she stared at me with those hard brown eyes. My face tightened in determination and without a second thought I jumped head first into the water.
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