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twispitefic2014-08-02 06:34 pm
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Title: Her True Form
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charlie2cute
Type: Crossover
Fandoms: Twilight (New Moon)/ Harry Potter
Rating: PG
Word Count: 950
Inspiration:das_mervin made a joke that Bella is a dementor in her sporking of New Moon.
Summary: Bella discovers the truth about herself
Author's Note: That's my first Twilight spite-fic and my first real crossover - it's a little OOC, but that's kind of the point. I hope that you enjoy it. =)
Bella walked slowly through the hallway of the school. Everyone around her she saw it - laughter, joy, love, hope. How could people dare to feel all this? How could they, as her heart was broken, a hole teared her chest? Even with Jacob, the hole wasn’t healing, even with his bright energy, she felt no joy or love.
When she sat at her usual table at lunch, she felt disgusted. Eric and Katie were laughing at something on Katie’s phone. Ben and Angela were giggling, while feeding each other from from one-another’s plates. Jessica was holding Connor’s hand under the table. Even Lauren looked happy, though she had no boyfriend. Mike was the only one who paid attention to Bella. He smiled nicely at her, happy obviously about the movie outing, which Bella had let him delude himself, it maybe more than just friends hanging out, but still not a real date. She looked at him with a grim expression on her face and his smile faded immediately. He still sat next to her, but simply ate in silence and never smiled again.
“So did Mike tell you about the outing?” Bella asked, smiling artificially.
Eric and Katie’s laughter suddenly ceased. “He did, but… sorry, Bella,” Katie said. “We already had plans. It’s our three-week anniversary on Saturday,” she smiled at Eric.
“Oh,” Bella turned to her, with a crooked smile. “Good for you. Have fun.”
Katie blushed and looked down at her hands. Bella set her eyes upon the rest of them at the rest of them - Jessica just glared at her for a second, Connor shook his head grimly and Ben and Angela agreed, only they looked downcast and went back to eating, though this time - from their own plate.
“You should come too, Lauren,” Mike smiled in a sad way.
“No, thank you. I have a hair appointment,” Lauren said firmly.
“Oh, well - good for you too,” Bella tapped her on the shoulder. The blonde to frowned.
***
Bella was driving home, with a pleased smile on her lips. She was just so annoyed at all those whiny, feeble humans, especially Katie and Eric, with their “three-week anniversary”! Who would even celebrate such a silly thing?! As if what they felt was real, anyway! Nothing could compare to her feeling for Edward!
Suddenly, in the middle of the road, the sky clouded - more than usual, and it seemed as if the sun set, out of nowhere. Bella saw three hooded figures in black coats, standing the middle of the road. She hit the brake immediately and her truck screeched to a halt, just in time. The three figures did not move an inch, even as she was about to hit them. Bella frowned through her front windshield as she noticed something strange - they didn’t seem to have faces.
She got out of the car with the intention to check if they are all right, but she had only taken few steps, when the figures surrounded her. They didn’t seem to be walking, bit rather sliding. Bella looked up at their hoods and realised that they did not in fact have faces. What she saw was only overflowing darkness.
Bella realised there was something horrifying about these figures, something despairing, something wretched. They probably would have terrified anyone else; in fact, they must have, because she saw no one around, even though out was the main road; but to her. To her they only felt… sublime and strangely familiar.
“Who are you?” She asked, but there was no hostility in her voice, only curiosity. “What do you want with me?”
One of them raised its hand and touched her.
“Isabella Swan, you are one of us,” a deep voice said. It seemed to be coming from inside her head. “You are now growing into your potential and we have come to claim you.”
This voice was anything but human. It was anything but vampire. There was a deep darkness to it, as if thousands upon thousands dead dreams, delights and hopes were pleated into it and Bella could almost feel them tingling her skin, where the creature had touched. This voice seemed more beautiful to her than the sweet, saccharine voices of the Cullens. This seemed real. This seemed true.
She saw a vision of a hooded figure placing a small human child into the arms of her mother. Somehow she knew that the child was her. It was true! She really did belong to these creatures. The thought felt her with content - not real joy, but a feeling so much more complex and so much more fulfilling.
“Alright,” she agreed. “I will come with you.”
Then she closed her eyes. When she opened them she still stood in the middle of the road, only when she looked down, she was no longer wearing her shirt or jeans and sneakers. She was now dressed in the same robe as the other creatures. A robe made of desolation She reached up to feel her face, but all she managed to touch were small gaseous particles of darkness.
Bella was not a beautiful, immortal vampire as she wanted, but she didn’t care anymore - not for Edward, mot for being vampire, not for her parents or classmates. She was so much more. She was pure. She was full. She was forever. She was Darkness .
Author:
charlie2cuteType: Crossover
Fandoms: Twilight (New Moon)/ Harry Potter
Rating: PG
Word Count: 950
Inspiration:
das_mervin made a joke that Bella is a dementor in her sporking of New Moon.Summary: Bella discovers the truth about herself
Author's Note: That's my first Twilight spite-fic and my first real crossover - it's a little OOC, but that's kind of the point. I hope that you enjoy it. =)
Bella walked slowly through the hallway of the school. Everyone around her she saw it - laughter, joy, love, hope. How could people dare to feel all this? How could they, as her heart was broken, a hole teared her chest? Even with Jacob, the hole wasn’t healing, even with his bright energy, she felt no joy or love.
When she sat at her usual table at lunch, she felt disgusted. Eric and Katie were laughing at something on Katie’s phone. Ben and Angela were giggling, while feeding each other from from one-another’s plates. Jessica was holding Connor’s hand under the table. Even Lauren looked happy, though she had no boyfriend. Mike was the only one who paid attention to Bella. He smiled nicely at her, happy obviously about the movie outing, which Bella had let him delude himself, it maybe more than just friends hanging out, but still not a real date. She looked at him with a grim expression on her face and his smile faded immediately. He still sat next to her, but simply ate in silence and never smiled again.
“So did Mike tell you about the outing?” Bella asked, smiling artificially.
Eric and Katie’s laughter suddenly ceased. “He did, but… sorry, Bella,” Katie said. “We already had plans. It’s our three-week anniversary on Saturday,” she smiled at Eric.
“Oh,” Bella turned to her, with a crooked smile. “Good for you. Have fun.”
Katie blushed and looked down at her hands. Bella set her eyes upon the rest of them at the rest of them - Jessica just glared at her for a second, Connor shook his head grimly and Ben and Angela agreed, only they looked downcast and went back to eating, though this time - from their own plate.
“You should come too, Lauren,” Mike smiled in a sad way.
“No, thank you. I have a hair appointment,” Lauren said firmly.
“Oh, well - good for you too,” Bella tapped her on the shoulder. The blonde to frowned.
***
Bella was driving home, with a pleased smile on her lips. She was just so annoyed at all those whiny, feeble humans, especially Katie and Eric, with their “three-week anniversary”! Who would even celebrate such a silly thing?! As if what they felt was real, anyway! Nothing could compare to her feeling for Edward!
Suddenly, in the middle of the road, the sky clouded - more than usual, and it seemed as if the sun set, out of nowhere. Bella saw three hooded figures in black coats, standing the middle of the road. She hit the brake immediately and her truck screeched to a halt, just in time. The three figures did not move an inch, even as she was about to hit them. Bella frowned through her front windshield as she noticed something strange - they didn’t seem to have faces.
She got out of the car with the intention to check if they are all right, but she had only taken few steps, when the figures surrounded her. They didn’t seem to be walking, bit rather sliding. Bella looked up at their hoods and realised that they did not in fact have faces. What she saw was only overflowing darkness.
Bella realised there was something horrifying about these figures, something despairing, something wretched. They probably would have terrified anyone else; in fact, they must have, because she saw no one around, even though out was the main road; but to her. To her they only felt… sublime and strangely familiar.
“Who are you?” She asked, but there was no hostility in her voice, only curiosity. “What do you want with me?”
One of them raised its hand and touched her.
“Isabella Swan, you are one of us,” a deep voice said. It seemed to be coming from inside her head. “You are now growing into your potential and we have come to claim you.”
This voice was anything but human. It was anything but vampire. There was a deep darkness to it, as if thousands upon thousands dead dreams, delights and hopes were pleated into it and Bella could almost feel them tingling her skin, where the creature had touched. This voice seemed more beautiful to her than the sweet, saccharine voices of the Cullens. This seemed real. This seemed true.
She saw a vision of a hooded figure placing a small human child into the arms of her mother. Somehow she knew that the child was her. It was true! She really did belong to these creatures. The thought felt her with content - not real joy, but a feeling so much more complex and so much more fulfilling.
“Alright,” she agreed. “I will come with you.”
Then she closed her eyes. When she opened them she still stood in the middle of the road, only when she looked down, she was no longer wearing her shirt or jeans and sneakers. She was now dressed in the same robe as the other creatures. A robe made of desolation She reached up to feel her face, but all she managed to touch were small gaseous particles of darkness.
Bella was not a beautiful, immortal vampire as she wanted, but she didn’t care anymore - not for Edward, mot for being vampire, not for her parents or classmates. She was so much more. She was pure. She was full. She was forever. She was Darkness .
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In more seriousness, I liked this. Great job. :D
P.S.
It's "brake", not "break".
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