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CHICAGO, 1918
Sitting in the lap of my bed next to my son, trying to escape from reality by making feints to write something in my notebook. I wrote that night was a mystery to me although it is more likely that the dismissal was writing would not leave my lips. It was strange, at that time was able to face the demon that had begun to haunt us for months but was unable to say goodbye to the person you want in this world.
The night was calm. Too quiet. There could be a harbinger worse. Stormy nights of horror story had not occurred to me that this quiet September night.
I missed much silence in a city like Chicago. Chicago never slept. Silence always was the messenger of death. And death seemed to have brought this home. For months, the nightmare had begun, and Edward and I were only a game for them. We were
a predator prey cold, cruel and satanic. We knew what would happen if we lost the game. So I had to take a chance and change the rules of a game that had been imposed.
just thinking about it, a shiver ran down slowly each of the parts of my body and although it hurt me, I turned to Edward. He, like the rest of the room, smelled gin and morphine. He preferred to stay awake while a little tipsy. I could not stand it. As I followed the advice of Carlisle and I put a shot of morphine along with the sleeping potion. I was assured that this would not suffer, but I had not supported hear their cries. According to legend, that would be incredibly painful.
heard, anxious every breath that produced every breath. I grabbed the chest to leave me hurting. It seemed so beautiful and vulnerable as an angel with broken wings. Edward
said I was brave. It was never true. Expected him to forgive me someday. He would give one hundred per cent and had agreed to this madness without question. Just for me. Had to rely on your good heart to someday forgive me for not having done my part of the deal. He gave everything. All their future, their expectations, their girlfriends, their fabulous career as a pianist and his desire to live. And I gave him in return? A half-immortal life and an uncertain future.
simply was guiding me as I showed my dreams. But some said that I was right. She
it all out. She and her sweet smile. Its color of chocolate brown eyes and long brown hair. His strange dress. So separated by time. And was he one to the other. And I had my hands on the tool to grant.
I stroked her hair and I felt a lump in the throat to remember the discussions we had because of his habit of carrying his hair unkempt and frizzy.
"Edward Anthony Masen, a gentleman should not wear those matted hair," she said as she smoothed her hair and looked at me with a frown. I could hear him sighing
and see how her green eyes, so identical to mine, and her lips shone malevolently mischievous smile drew that he inherited from me, and I could sense when I turned around as to tousle. He could hear his laugh as musical to see how I protested.
From his hair, my fingers went to his face and my lips to his ear as he approached with trepidation as I felt my skin burn on contact with it. I put my hand on his chest and his heart beating frantically. Intuited as if they were numbered.
"Hold a little longer, dear," whispers "Soon, this will only be a bad memory and play the piano volverása began to beg, I ask only that you give me more time.
Your answer was a murmur intelligible. I was dreaming about nice things, and his ultimate dream was peaceful.
If the odds were slim Why I despair?, Why did not vanish at this point?, Why not stick a dagger in the heart ny after it fell to me I? Because there was no hope. The destination may be mocked.
Edward They claimed they were the same.
" Well, why Why not? "I wondered to myself," Edward what ye will, but never shall you touch a hair. I never belong ", I smiled to myself. I ironíay
with some bitterness in that statement saying "the gods punish mortals by granting their wishes."
I felt it would be punished for playing with the destiny and take my child from the arms of death .... Or worse ... But I bear it everything so that I had a chance. Deserved to live anyway, but I had to live. Should live.
I played with the cross of silver and emeralds to clover-plant drawings of my native Ireland, which she wore on the neck and for generations had been in his all the women in my family. If all went well, the next to take him, would be the wife of Edward. And while playing with the pendant, I did something I had not done a long time despite my supposed Catholic beliefs. I started to pray to any supreme being I would like to hear that the miracle will come soon. As he did watching the serene face of Edward and I wondered who had less time to live "Edward or me?
And while praying, the miracle came.
saw a tall, slender figure was close to Edward's bed and held his arm. For a moment panic invaded my body and my throat gave a cry of terror and helplessness.
Being quickly stood in front of me and put his hand on my mouth.
"Shhh," Elizabeth whispered softly. I started
to experience a sense of relief just to hear his sultry voice with an English accent, feel your icy fingers on my lips that made me feel a burning sensation, smell her perfume so intoxicating and feel the light of her beautiful golden eyes soft and wise on mine.
The miracle had come in the form of guardian angel. For golden-haired creature was not human but a god carved stones with more delicate and after his own breath gave him a soul. The irony is that my angel was a damned creature. He was a vampire. That was the only solution. Relying on a vampire to escape another vampire.
had been there ever since I had use of reason. So faithful guardian of my family. My protector, my best friend, my confidant, the older brother and pequeñoa time, I always wanted ... and soon, Father Edward had never had and have.
-Carlisle whispered his name and was so relieved that I could not stop hugging tightly. We knew enough to have confidence and tutearnos.
"They're very close to whisper in my ear.
I could not refrain from starting to understand who thought referíay with pain that I no longer was too long.
He could feel it to feel like my blood ran quickly my body and gently stroked my hair to calm down.
Got rid of my embrace to go to Edward.
tried to hide an expression of concern but I was too apprehensive to ignore.
"Looks like you followed to the letter my suggestions, but ..." He sniffed, "Gin?" There was a slight reproach in his words.
-A last drink was not going to do no harm "I shrugged my shoulders. Carlisle
fixing his gaze at me do I prevent my child. He knew that he disapproved of what was about to do and not forgive him for some time. I was a real selfish and not have to take responsibility, something that had been my decision. Edward had agreed without any hesitation. Had deceived him and all that I pass to me, I would have more than deserved. Expected over time, he understands everything. Only hoped that after all, he returned to be the same wonderful man who had been destined to become, if we had not mixed with legends.
cursed.
- How long have you been out? "He asked in a voice that tried to be professional but I guess that is slightly choppy.
"About two hours.
Although I looked I could see his eyes were torn off, the frustracióny impotence. His eyes told me everything that is not out of his mouth.
" Just seventeen and you will want to condemn " It seemed like I was accusing.
I lean on the wall for a living and my mouth came the words lapidary.
"There is salvation, whispered while shaking her head sadly, or at least, there is not from the human point of view.
Upon hearing his mask of pain substituted by one of crispacióny rage and his eyes were dim. Should have been scared, but at that time I cared more things to see an expression of anger a vampire stubborn.
"I wish you would think that a little Masy you see our options before you condemn your child to an eternal night, he said. I furrowed
ceñoy squinted. I was not going to budge. It was much what I played.
"It seems to me that they are not going to give much time to say" I replied "And I think they will be less squeamish about doing what you refuse, my reply was full of sarcasm and yes, I shuffled our chances and are very encouraging-more sarcasm "I have three options. The first is to shoot or give Edward an overdose of sleeping pills, speaking from my desesperacióny Carlisle looked at me like treat me any kind of chimerical creature. I myself seemed a real Medea. But I wanted to let him know that preferíaa Edward died in the hands of the be ... No one knew his malice and revenge like me ... and I would follow afterwards. The second option is that they find us, kill us both and are carried Edward to become a monster, for which I prefer dead, I could see Carlisle shudder slightly when you mention the word "them" . Such was the terror that gives us that we dared not mention his name. "And the third option is to trust you and let you become a vampire Emphasize the word" vampire "for him to understand that idea of "monster" and "vampire" for me was not the same, or at least since I was using razóny Carlisle had been with my family and me since almost the beginning of all- And you continue where I left off.
I can not believe you really want this destination to your own son began to realize that I was not going to cede one iota.
"If you had told me months ago that was what he wanted for Edward surely you would have said that I wished they were a judge or a doctor, do not think any mother's dream that his son become a character in Bram Stoker and that their diet is biting, but given the circumstances, I will not stop beating with squeamishness. Carlisle
rolled his eyes and attempted one last trick to dissuade me.
"You know that if I convert to Edward as I am, you have to go on your side and you never see," he said volverása very seriamente. "This is not easy and if you want to do well will , s to make sacrifices, Elizabeth.
"Sacrifices " If I knew the meaning of that word, "Forgive , Carlisle "
I looked at my son healthy and restful sleep. To the point, my mind came the image of Edward cruel, vindictive, eyes bloodshot red and evil smile on his lips with a tear of blood in the corner of his mouth. My despair made my determination to be strengthened. My decision was made.
Try to fight the pain when he realized that he had not yet finished to say goodbye. And this would be that I would tear the soul into thousands of pieces impossible to rebuild. I
Carlisle faces and whispered to me not see that voice breaking though the notary.
"I am proud to have been his mother for seventeen years, I broke the word" If my decision is not correct, the only thing I can reproach is Edward. I hope he can forgive myself.
-still time to throw you back "Carlisle reminded me hoping I could jump back. It was a forlorn hope but I hope you understand. Would have to be a parent to understand, but if you decide that yes, it's too late.
Seeing my face impassive, tried to persuade me with one last trick.
"You know the rules as well as myself. You know that I'm failing. My duty is to me.
"Your duty is to my family, Carlisle and give up my right to my protection, I decided to share some of my plans and my motives with Carlisle. The other reason, the primary, he would know ... much later. When all was accomplished. Carlisle
looked forward to my explanation. I let out the air and continued:
-who is powerful-Sabíaa referíaY me we are certain that neither you nor I, nor anyone we know can beat him ... At least for now ... I all you can get is weak and ...
- ... and?
"You said your friend vampire, Eleazar, ranked Edward and said it was very powerful. Incredibly powerful. But now it is only human.
"And if I turn into a vampire will not change much the situation. I think you know that recently converted neophytes Vampires through the first year, are very powerful, but very unstable. That is not enough ...
"I'm aware of how the matter is, I replied," If we could beat him so easily ... I know it's going to be in a añoo two. They have to take decades or even centuries ... but someday, it will rely on his power and then ... just a matter time. And for a long time passes, Edward will always be much younger and the time and your guidance will give you need to come out on top, I took her hands and try and convey some of my fake enthusiasm In eventually win. But you and only you can help me. Will you, right? Yet. Carlisle
bit her lower lip before answering:
"I always have. Whatever happens, I vowed.
sighed with relief.
Thanks.
took from his pocket some papers and gave them to me.
I shuddered. It was the death certificate of Edward Anthony Masen because of the flu epidemic that spread like a pandemic. I was somewhat macabre use these circumstances to justify my cause.
I covered my mouth with his hand, feigning a gasp.
Carlisle frowned. Ely needed another service that was the least liked.
"I talked to Leslat. Before Edward wakes up will be here. Is trying to avoid having to face ... "She breathed as if it were necessary oxygen" I'll try to fulfill what he promised. Believe that Edward was dying of English flu and I had to make that determination ... and do not arrive in time to save you, "I nodded, embarrassed. Come what may, Carlisle always would blame the decisions taken by me, at your expense. He was a good protector until the end I come out and seek the best stop everything. Always behave like a gentleman.
Leslat Even without knowing, I sensed that the things he would not be so simple. As Carlisle hid, I indicated that I was not very appreciated by him. Even being born in an environment surrounded by myths, what impressed me some vampires were capable of doing. And Leslat was one of them.
Carlisle Edward turned to a quiet and restful. I wondered what it was that dreamed. And if he was aware that this would be his last dream before falling in a night without apparent end ... but no matter how long it could be. Then, whenever the sun would rise. It was time.
-Do-I ordered.
Carlisle's features tightened and his face turned into a cold statue for the first time I felt fear in his presence and began to tremble when Edward was slowly approaching.
Despite being unconscious, I realize that Edward sensed what was happening, and I saw him flinch when approaching Carlisle to his neck.
-Carlisle-Le interrupted How do you know that this will right? "The curiosity came over me suddenly," When you know that ...? , Well you know ... "I did not dare to pronounce the rest. Carlisle
stopped at me and his face regained its former compasióny mask glowed softly golden eyes to see that starting to get scared.
- When will I know that has changed? He repeated my words thoughtfully tell you the truth I do not know even I smiled a little sadly at me, just I have memories of my PROCESSING never transformed anyone, "he began to feel ashamed I do not know how it works and I have only a slight insight into how to do it.
- Do not know how? "I asked with a brief hint of hysteria in my voice," Do not you remember anything he rallied to transform yourself?
sighed. "Just remember
intense pain" He shuddered at the memory, possibly two or three days, I know ... you might also depend on the person, their health and how to resist her heart rushed to say as a faint groan out of my throat-all theories but no attempt so far. I feel that your child be a guinea pig, but I had never seen this situacióny all I can do is go by my instinct, I looked at seriously again "That's why I warned you all the risks that may be and if after what I told you back out your decision, I'll understand.
I started thinking about the possibilities and the fact that they were scarce. But those were the letters he had given me and I had to learn to use them for continue playing. It was too late to retire from the game.
I just shook his head and he understood.
The moment of truth had arrived.
was so determined that I turned to stone. I'm not even scared when Carlisle's face turned cold, his eyes darkened, her mouth appeared white fangs, bright and sharp as knives. I do not flinch when he came to the neck of Edward and I could hear clearly as his fangs pierced the skin barrier and produced a click as if it were broken glass. Not only I was moved when I saw. Edward's body tighten, his face distorted for throat pain and uttering a piercing cry of pain so I thought it had issued a wounded animal and in that moment I knew I was gone all vestiges of humanity. It was over ... or started. If left tears in my eyes was pure reflex. Carlisle
Edward broke slowly and remained at a distance. For a moment I saw her eyes had turned crimson and had a little shudder. Despite the time, I knew I had seen an almost divine act. All
broke the silence created by hearing a dull sound that seemed to come from abroad and although I just seemed like a hissing wind blowing, it was enough for the static face of Carlisle is transformed into a grimace of terror.
"He's here," she stammered You are about to enter the house. She looked distressed. If it was not a vampire would surely be cast to shake. As he could not do I did for him and began to look like a leaf in the wind. Everything had been too fast
- Can you see how many are they? "I felt very stupid. Really wanted to know how many there were? It was like asking how we were going to die.
"Just one and I think it's him," said curtly.
Go! It seemed he was taking great pains to hunt us down and over believe that I would be flattered to have made us their favorite prey. It was a pity that I had to spoil his game.
laughed sarcastically and went into a closet.
"Help me move the cabinet," he asked.
With one touch of the palm of his hand and smiled moved the cabinet relieved to see the door. Carlisle looked at me surprised. There was not much time to explain that my late husband's house was built during the war of secesióny that to prevent the South soldiers killed, the first inhabitants of this house had been built underground tunnels that connected with the Chicago subway and from there be able to move to get anywhere in the city.
I went to my table and there I caught a key, a map of Chicago and several papers he had prepared for Edward. My fingers brushed something fríoy I shuddered to see a dagger. While opening the door
I watched as Carlisle put on a blanket in the back and then loaded with Edward.
If it was true what he said Carlisle about the pain of transformation, it was my poor little bear with great fortitude, and his lips that did not leave a single groan. Only occasionally saw him tremble and bite her lips. I wondered if the fund could sense what was happening.
stripped me of my hanging and I put him in the neck. When I stroked her face with my fingers I noticed that much of its warmth had disappeared and there was only something warm and wet on his cheeks. These would be his last tears.
I refused to separate the fingers of his skin, but eventually I did. That would be my farewell.
"You know your son is the bravest boy I've seen, I pointed Carlisle.
smiled despite myself.
"That's inherited from his father.
I returned the smile dazzling.
"I think also of his mother.
was time to be practical. The monster could arrive at any moment.
- As I guess you've already arranged for disappear from Chicago and move out, even I was surprised how they managed the vampire personality change and disappear without a trace. I assumed they were centuries of practice "Now I am going to instruct my child's future. All these papers are from the bank account is in the name of Edward Anthony Cullen, "How strange that name sounded in my son - and I give them powers that you can handle money until you think Edward is responsible enough to manage their money. -Elizabeth
should not worry about that. Edward is not going to be an economic problem for me .- Carlisle said softly "But out of curiosity How much money in the account? "I ask fun.
I shrugged.
"A trifle indifferent," I think two million dollars.
Carlisle looked surprised me but it spared the commentary.
"This is a map of the city. If you go down this walkway you can reach anywhere in the city by the underground and you will be free.
Carlisle looked at me intensely for a few seconds and seemed to understand that I was not in my own plans for escape. And protest.
- What do you do? "Asked in a trembling voice can not stay here while this aquí.-Me strong grasp of the hand "I'll come with us and when we are safe you can go anywhere. I refuse to let in the hands of that monster! "And he began to crawl.
I shake and I tried to retrieve but was a thousand times stronger than me and I just crawled into the hallway.
- Carlisle let go! "I ordered. No please. If he saved me now, all I was planning for the future would go under. I was one of the key elements that one day all this nightmare and if I had just went with Carlisle rendíay me, everything would been in vain. My absence in their lives, would be the key to everything "Do you not see that if you take us to the two slower anger and be caught up?" He stopped short, but not let go of my hand-On Please listen to me. Even her advantage and we need you to go as fast posible. "I tried not to look at Edward, and now most important for me is you. I will stay here and distract you as you can.
- You're crazy! "He complains," You can not fight against Him, He looked at me pleadingly as I shook his head slowly, "Elizabeth, if you stay, you will die or maybe something worse ... Please, "plead" I would not they discover they can be fates worse than death.
" Yes I can fight him, but for now, I will lose ... and lose hope "
No matter what I say. I only had one goal. If you had to pay with my life that those two could keep his, it seemed a reasonable price. A life in exchange for two. Of course it was a fair price! I decided
firm. I picked the perfect face and forced him to watch me. In the reflection of his eyes could see that mine was hard and cold. Would be very cruel but necessary.
"We are here," she hissed, and do not have much time, so I'll tell you very clear, Carlisle "I prepare for my immortal phrase" You can only choose one. The question is whether it will or will I be Edward. Also this is my home and not move from here I think. Not anymore. I'm tired of running away.
I knew I was hurt to the depths and ultimately had surrendered, and I finally launched a mild look pain, and as darkness was moving towards me was dropping but made it very reluctantly. At the bottom of my heart, I waited with his analytical mind and practice, discover the truth.
-Carlisle-call him last time, "A" bye "enough?" I refused to say goodbye. It seemed very final.
Her lips curled into a broken smile. That was the most beautiful and heartbreaking that I ever seen.
"Yes," Whisper That was enough.
"Until then I smiled.
"Until then, I turned as he walked away.
And then nothing.
A noise like the wind from the room, I tore my thoughts and began to feel a cold that I infiltrated to the marrow of my bones. Then I realized that I was here. It would not wait. I was ready.
I remembered something and went to my bedside table again. I opened the cajóny took the dagger. I was not sure if it would do any good, but I would not stay in your arms Crusaders.
And before you go to meet him I looked in the mirror. And the mirror gave me the answer. My face was my soul want to leave because of this body.
it really worth it? The mirror's reflection showed me the face of that girl chocolate brown eyes and sweet face and childlike. Suddenly, his skin cleared into a color more like pearls, her lips were red and his eyes sensual and destained to be in them a bright amber color. It was so beautiful that it made me mourn. We smiled at par. My decision was correct.
going down the stairs slowly, and there was no hurry, the game would begin when you decide. And as the feeling of cold down increased until every inch of my skin went numb. And then I saw him waiting static and dark in the bench top of the stairs. Sonreíay I shuddered.
I thought that if Carlisle and Edward were a reflection that there was a good God, this fallen angel I also confirm that the devil existed. Dry
I stood two steps away from him and look defiant. He seemed to enjoy. Instinctively I looked my dagger and my heart began to race and when I look in his eyes crimson, I knew that what excited him.
smiled disdainfully to challenge while I noticed that something was burning my eyes. Edward
Did he know that those tears were for him?
CHICAGO, 1918
Sitting on the
