Edward's Egg
Summary
The sun beams graced through the lofty sequoias as Bella walked through the woods of her back yard, painfully reliving her break-up scenario when she happens to stumble upon a strange but beautiful sphere. AU/AR, Crossover, F,
Disclaimer:
I do not own Twilight or make any money from this story.
Chapter 2 of 17
Posted: September 18, 2009
His voice
Chapter 2
She raised it to her face, examining carefully, pinching a final leaf off. She rotated it in her hands, and it was to her surprise that even in the dim luminescence from beneath the canopy the light of the sun flashed across the ball like a spell of lightning. There was not a hint of soot nor dirt despite being on the ground for an immeasurable length of time. Her white finger tips squeezed the entirety of the ball, finding it to be a hard dense glass. In comparison to all the raw organic forms of nature dim with color and texture, this odd little ball stuck out artificial, its sphere being so unearthly perfect, it's color so vividly coral. With her blood sugar dropping, her fingers began to tremble as she caressed the ball, so smooth, like running ones hand along the surface of fresh spring water.
She then straightened her back, pressing her feet into the ground and rose to stand, lifting her arms to the nearest ribbon of light that shone through the forest.
No...it's too beautiful...
No scratch, no smudge from her palms or the dirt or any imperfection at all disgraced the sphere, and then the leaves parted further intensifying the sun, it faintly glimmered as though it were more than just glass, but a crystal she had never known.
She gasped once more, clutching the ball to her breast like an infant, so hard agaisnt her soft flesh, so cold against her warm beating heart.
It reminds me...reminds me of a similar cold thing.
Hysteric tears dampened her eyes, Could it be a gift from him!? Could he be near now? Oh Edward, where could you be, is this...a vampire egg?
No Bella, that's not how we reproduce...
His voice a harsh yet awakening chime in her mind.
Edward!
Bella put the ball down right now!
"No..." She said her voice cracking.
Bella, you don't know what you'll get yourself into if you don't put that ball back where you found it...
"No, this ball is all I have left," her voice darkened, "the last remnant of what once was."
Bella, if you don't leave that ball where it was it won't just be your life in danger, it won't be just your father's or all of Forks that's in danger for that matter! I'll be every creature on this planet that will have to pay!
"I don't care, I love you!"
Goddammit Bella ,would you believe me if I told you it was one of those fake decorative scrying balls that rolled away into the forest escaping your neighbors oriental garden?
"No Edward! It's cold and hard like you, it has a part of you!"
A wind swept through, clattering the leaves softly, the light shifting across the forest floor, scanting over her ball again, revealing its secret glitter, until the length of the wind was done and it was as silent as before.
I heard him, I heard his voice! She glanced down at the ball, she snuggled it closer, It's a sign, I know it is! Whatever this thing is, it's no ordinary ball, and all that is wonderful and extraordinary is Edward, so this ball is connected to him.
She held the ball with both hands and brought it close to her face, "Isn't that right Edward?"
She then tucked it into her elbow, I'm going to find out what this thing is one way or the other, she turned towards her house, barely visible through the distortion of the trees.
Tomorrow I was planning on hanging out with Jacob and working on the truck, Jacob is ancient-legend-literate...he'll know what this is!
She bent her head to the ball, "I'll know what you are then Edward, just like last year my love, I'll discover you all over again."
She grasped the ball tight and trotted back over the cushion ground of leaves to her house.
She trampled up the stairs, her body favoring the side that held her precious sphere, her other hand habitually grappling the railing as she ascended further, scrambling for her bed room, she pushed the door out of the way and plopped down on the chair infront of her computer before taking another breath.
The ball rolled into her lap and she smiled bringing up the browser to look on a search engine for information.
Mystical Orange ball legend she typed in.
She found nothing but over-priced anime merchandise advertisements and porn.
She sighed defeated and placed her hands on the ball, I sure hope Jacob knows what he's talking about...if jeeves doesn't know...
Her hands began an unconscious repetition of caresses as she stared deep into the ball, Edward...Edward...
Her eyes flicked to her computer screen noticing that it was now 2 pm.
"Crap!" She cursed, she hadn't realized how long she had sat there staring at "Edward."
She stood up, holding the ball and placed it absentmindedly on her bed and headed for the door. She paused as she put her hand on the door knob and turned her head to her bed, wait...do I want to leave Edward alone, what if he disappears!
A trace of sun light touched the ball, it glimmered subtly, barely, the afternoon sun making the orange sphere blush even deeper.
No Edward, you wouldn't leave me...you came back to me, why would you leave again?
She opened the door and closed it behind her, staring between the space in the door and the frame to glance at her prized sphere one final time before the kitchen preparations began.
She raised it to her face, examining carefully, pinching a final leaf off. She rotated it in her hands, and it was to her surprise that even in the dim luminescence from beneath the canopy the light of the sun flashed across the ball like a spell of lightning. There was not a hint of soot nor dirt despite being on the ground for an immeasurable length of time. Her white finger tips squeezed the entirety of the ball, finding it to be a hard dense glass. In comparison to all the raw organic forms of nature dim with color and texture, this odd little ball stuck out artificial, its sphere being so unearthly perfect, it's color so vividly coral. With her blood sugar dropping, her fingers began to tremble as she caressed the ball, so smooth, like running ones hand along the surface of fresh spring water.
She then straightened her back, pressing her feet into the ground and rose to stand, lifting her arms to the nearest ribbon of light that shone through the forest.
No...it's too beautiful...
No scratch, no smudge from her palms or the dirt or any imperfection at all disgraced the sphere, and then the leaves parted further intensifying the sun, it faintly glimmered as though it were more than just glass, but a crystal she had never known.
She gasped once more, clutching the ball to her breast like an infant, so hard agaisnt her soft flesh, so cold against her warm beating heart.
It reminds me...reminds me of a similar cold thing.
Hysteric tears dampened her eyes, Could it be a gift from him!? Could he be near now? Oh Edward, where could you be, is this...a vampire egg?
No Bella, that's not how we reproduce...
His voice a harsh yet awakening chime in her mind.
Edward!
Bella put the ball down right now!
"No..." She said her voice cracking.
Bella, you don't know what you'll get yourself into if you don't put that ball back where you found it...
"No, this ball is all I have left," her voice darkened, "the last remnant of what once was."
Bella, if you don't leave that ball where it was it won't just be your life in danger, it won't be just your father's or all of Forks that's in danger for that matter! I'll be every creature on this planet that will have to pay!
"I don't care, I love you!"
Goddammit Bella ,would you believe me if I told you it was one of those fake decorative scrying balls that rolled away into the forest escaping your neighbors oriental garden?
"No Edward! It's cold and hard like you, it has a part of you!"
A wind swept through, clattering the leaves softly, the light shifting across the forest floor, scanting over her ball again, revealing its secret glitter, until the length of the wind was done and it was as silent as before.
I heard him, I heard his voice! She glanced down at the ball, she snuggled it closer, It's a sign, I know it is! Whatever this thing is, it's no ordinary ball, and all that is wonderful and extraordinary is Edward, so this ball is connected to him.
She held the ball with both hands and brought it close to her face, "Isn't that right Edward?"
She then tucked it into her elbow, I'm going to find out what this thing is one way or the other, she turned towards her house, barely visible through the distortion of the trees.
Tomorrow I was planning on hanging out with Jacob and working on the truck, Jacob is ancient-legend-literate...he'll know what this is!
She bent her head to the ball, "I'll know what you are then Edward, just like last year my love, I'll discover you all over again."
She grasped the ball tight and trotted back over the cushion ground of leaves to her house.
She trampled up the stairs, her body favoring the side that held her precious sphere, her other hand habitually grappling the railing as she ascended further, scrambling for her bed room, she pushed the door out of the way and plopped down on the chair infront of her computer before taking another breath.
The ball rolled into her lap and she smiled bringing up the browser to look on a search engine for information.
Mystical Orange ball legend she typed in.
She found nothing but over-priced anime merchandise advertisements and porn.
She sighed defeated and placed her hands on the ball, I sure hope Jacob knows what he's talking about...if jeeves doesn't know...
Her hands began an unconscious repetition of caresses as she stared deep into the ball, Edward...Edward...
Her eyes flicked to her computer screen noticing that it was now 2 pm.
"Crap!" She cursed, she hadn't realized how long she had sat there staring at "Edward."
She stood up, holding the ball and placed it absentmindedly on her bed and headed for the door. She paused as she put her hand on the door knob and turned her head to her bed, wait...do I want to leave Edward alone, what if he disappears!
A trace of sun light touched the ball, it glimmered subtly, barely, the afternoon sun making the orange sphere blush even deeper.
No Edward, you wouldn't leave me...you came back to me, why would you leave again?
She opened the door and closed it behind her, staring between the space in the door and the frame to glance at her prized sphere one final time before the kitchen preparations began.