Origins: Alice Cullen

"I wonder if I've been changed in the night? Let me think. Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is 'Who in the world am I?' Ah, that's the great puzzle!" - Alice in Wonderland



First there is a flash of pain, like a meteor burning across the surprised sky of my skin. Then there is a scream torn from my throat, the echo of it bouncing off the walls of my room in a peculiar fashion. I open eyes to darkness, but it is a darkness suffused in red. I thrash, trying to find the source of my pain. It lashes at my bones, swims in the rivers of vein like a poisonous snake. I claw at my arms, my legs, trying to find where this ungodly pain is coming from, to no avail. I hear a laugh in the dark, but it has a broken sound to it, like a cracked wind chime.

Now she will never be yours...

I can't tell if the voice is inside my head or out. That's the trouble with me these days -- the voices are getting harder and harder to distinguish. I choose to ignore it for the moment, having more pressing matters at hand, such as this mysterious, searing pain.

The same voice from before suddenly sounds at my ear, very close this time:

I am sorry I had to do this to you, my beloved, but there was no other way. He forced my hand.

"Make it stop, make it stop, please!" I scream, begging with this seemingly disembodied voice, begging with whomever and whatever will listen to me.

It will all be over soon, my precious dear. Just lie still.

And then I feel what seems like a thousand tiny pinpricks all over my neck, my chest, my arms. And then the pain is increased a thousand times over, until I feel my soul tugging at its root, threatening to let go. My heart races so fast I'm sure it will burst, and my screams have gone completely super-sonic now, but still nobody comes to my aid. My last conscious thought is, "So this is what it's like to die." 

Just before the blessed darkness takes me again, I hear the same voice one last time:

Sleep, my beloved, sleep. When you awaken, you shall not remember any of this...

The End

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