Clarissa 'Clary' Cullen was killed on December 14th 1977 after being brutally attacked and beaten to death. Until a creature found her and changed her into something that she thought only existed in books. She was later found by Carlisle and Esme Cu...
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Think you left me broken down
Think that I'd come running back
Baby you don't know me,
'cause you're dead wrong
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Everything around her was just a whirlpool of emotions. Pain surrounded every inch of her body. The agony was all internal. Like molten fire burning her insides and consuming her from the inside.
What was happening? What could she do?
These thoughts corrupted her quiet mind, the only option she had was to count the seconds between one wave to the next. By the time she got to five, she could barely get another phrase before a scream broke through her throat. She didn't have the strength to hold it back this time.
A quiet grunting sound was the first thing she had heard beyond the intense screaming that erupted from her throat as she desperately fought back the crying of desperation that was building in her throat. The white hot core erupting in her chest blazed tremendously, as she rolled back and forth on the cold, wet pavement.
Flinching slightly as her slim fingertips touched the murky, moist water beneath her. A reflection appeared on the other side of the puddle and made her quietly gasp at the sight. Crimson red orbs instead of brown locked onto her own appearance as if she was gazing into the eyes of another person. Her once brunette hair was a deep ebony shade, that cascaded freely down her shoulders in soft waves. Soft, pale complexion was now smooth and porcelain, almost white. It was the kind of white that could even enchant the snow. Flawless skin that was free of blemishes, with not a single scar or mark in sight. Gently touching her lips that had become fuller and felt plumper were now red as a rose. Along with her small chest that had widened perfectly and rounded her hips giving it perfect curves.
She looked... beautiful.
By the time she could comprehend her new appearance beforehand. Everything stopped spinning in her mind. She slowly slumped down on the wall whilst she struggled to remember how got gotten into this predicament in the first place.
