Blue Moon (A Twilight Fanfiction)

In New Moon, when Bella meets Laurent again, what if she didn't get off quite so lightly? What if she wasn't killed, and didn't escape entirely, but was transformed instead?
This is my idea of what may have happened, and how it changed the events that came after it.


1. Chapter One


These are all my own ideas, and I hope you enjoy it. I may be adding a few new characters, but I will not be getting rid of any of the original ones. I'm not the best at writing, so please be patient with me. And, again, enjoy!!



I was walking through the woods. I wanted to see… him again. And I thought I knew how. I had been going for thrill, a rush of adrenaline, danger; but then I was going for memories- strong ones.

The wind was strong, the rain was heavy. I knew I shouldn’t be out in the woods, not with the bear that no one could find, but I couldn’t help myself. With Jacob not talking to me, I had to at least try. The branches of huge, looming trees hit my face, scratching me, but I carried on walking. I saw light. Light! I broke into a gentle jog, but I soon tripped up. I had never been any good at running or spatial awareness. Soon, I reached a clearing.

Our meadow. I was instantly filled with sadness, and the memory of Edward. I missed him more than I had ever missed anyone ever before. I missed Edward, my true love; I missed Alice, my best friend; I missed Carlisle, the caring father figure; I missed Esme, the gentle mother; I missed Emmett, the over-playful yet kind big brother figure; I missed Jasper, and his straight-forwardness; I even missed Rosalie, and her glares that she kept especially for when I was around.

“Well, Bella, isn’t it?” a soft but cruel voice sounded from behind me.

“L-Laurent. What are you doing here?” I asked nervously.

Laurent was stood with his arms folded across his chest, his dreadlocks blowing behind him in the wind. He wore an open shirt and crop jeans. His feet were bare, and he had a cruel smirk upon his face. I stumbled backwards, causing him to laugh.

It was then I saw him- Edward.

“Bella, lie,” his soft, silky voice said, just as Laurent’s harsh tone asked me if the Cullen’s were far away, and if they were protecting me.

Just as Edward said to, I lied. “No and yes.”

“You lie. And I’m going to kill you. Trust me, I’m doing you a favour here. Victoria plans on killing you slowly. I kill you know, and you don’t feel a thing.” He said this as if I was choosing to die.

He leant in towards me, his hands coming up to grab my shoulders. He bent down, looked me in the eye, and said ’I’m sorry’ even though he didn’t mean it, then he bit me.

The pain was unbelievable, unthinkable, indescribable. It was like I had been thrown into a pool of lava. But it didn’t last for long until a massive ball of fur ripped Laurent from me. When it was further away, I realised that it was a wolf, and it was massive. There was also the fact that there was four of them. The pain was too much, I wanted to scream, but didn’t. I couldn’t, I knew that. The wolves were gone, and somehow they had killed Laurent. I crawled into the undergrowth of the forest floor, and waited for the pain to go.

And my only thought was:

I love you, Edward.

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