Chapter 1- Lightning Strikes Gold
Alice's P.O.V-
I emerged from the burning ruble. Coughing and squealing. I knew I was bleeding, in multiple places. My vision was blurred. Smoke was still dense in the air. My lungs were failing, I knew tonight I was going to die, weather from blood loss, or for smoke inhalation. It didn't matter; I'd die and be in a better place. I finally reached what I hoped to be a patch of moss or grass. As long as it was soft I would not complain.
I lied on my back, looking at the stars, while counting my last breaths. I thought being in an asylum made you strong. I suppose it does but certain thing people can't live through. I raised my palms to my face; I buried my face in them. It stung deeply. I could feel my blood on my face. I could taste it, drop by drop, it was slowly killing me. I knew exactly how I was going to die now. Suffocation. But I would fight for my life. And I was so glad I did, I'll get to that later. I could make out bright lights along the horizon. I knew I'd never get there in time, but I still had to try.
I managed to get up on my feet, but fell down just as I thought I caught my balance. To my dismay. 'If you believe you will receive' my mom always used to say before I was sent to that piece of rubble. I was now on my feet, one step at a time, not too fast. I began to make progress, though extremely slow. Step by step the lights grew brighter. I fell many times; I didn't let that bother me. Not when I'm at knocking on death's door. I would die at least knowing I tried, not knowing I gave up and let death sweep up and take my life. As I took each step, it became harder to breathe. I gradually began patting, heavier and heavier.
I coughed, covering my mouth with my hand. Something was coming out my mouth, leaking down my face, staining my skin and clothes as it flowed. I licked my lips, I was right. Blood. It became clearer and clearer how, and why I was going to die. Blood was filling my lungs, slowly suffocating me. I knew if I didn't find help soon, the small possibility I had of surviving would be gone. For the first time tonight I was scared. Not when I was almost burned alive, or almost killed by the collapsed roof. I didn't want to die.
I spent so many years in a dark hole, preparing to die, yet I never realized how scary the fact of dyeing is. You lie there in a wooden box for all eternality never seeing the light of day again. Your body is left to ashes, only your soul remains. If only there were such thing as immortality, I would gladly welcome it with an open hand.
Just then the sky shook with thunder. Oh, please you have to be kidding me! I scanned my surroundings one last time. Off to my immediate right, no more than three miles away, was a faint yellow glow. Finally something was going my way. But for all I knew I could be just heading back to the burning asylum. Or I could be heading off the safety. It's worth the risk. Just then the sky let out another roar, and rain began to pour. I never seen anything like the amount of rain that fell that night, within a matter of seconds I was drenched. Head to toe, even though I had no shoes, they were now ashes somewhere in that fire.
Walking almost became impossible; the wet clothes added at least another 5 pounds, most likely more, the once solid earth beneath my feat was now thick puddles of mud. Not to mention my already fragile body. I haven't eaten in over 40 hours. Nor have I slept in nights. I swore one step and I would lose a little life. Then the next I would gain.
A faint odor of Italian food, if I'm not mistaken, was in the air. This only made my stomach growl. It's been years since I've had a decent meal. Normally I would have, what I think was spoiled can soup. When I say spoiled I mean like 4 years spoiled. So I tried to refrain from eating, though I would give in occasionally.
I had a gut feeling I would be safe soon. But God had one more surprise in store for me. I caught a flash of a yellow streak hit the ground then vanish. Lightning. I ran as fast as my legs could take me. I finally reached the door of the light source, which turned out to be a dinner. That's when it hit. I felt its electric shock ring through my body. I felt my body drop lifeless.
Or so I thought. That's the last thing I remembered of that night.
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Hope you enjoyed part one, part two will be Jasper's persepective. I have part two ready to load all i need are your comments, and feed back. Thanks
Just so there are no questions.
This story is based on Stephaine Myer's books the Twilight saga.
This is the story of how Alice and Jasper meet. Only one twist, it's my version. Yes there are some similarities, but i won't go too far into detail, that would ruin the story.
So basically, Alice (who lives in Biloxi, Mississippi) was sent to an Asylum, by her dad, (for reasons explained then the story).
Jasper on the other hand is still with Maria, and is a vampire, unlike Alice who is human for the moment.
Maria is still up to her old tricks, 'trying to rule the world' or in this case Biloxi, Mississippi. She and her army are doing well. They have gained alot of feeding grouds. And are 'top ranked', for now.
Nettie and Lucy, Peter and Carlette have been long gone, they were unhappy with how Maria was being unfair, and just using them, in the process though, Nettie, Lucy, Peter, and Charlette now belong in a clan together. Before they left they swore to take back revenge on Maria.
Ah, back to Maria. She's left with Jasper and the newborns. She treats Jasper as a 'chew toy', lures him into ...(it's a suprise, your just gonna have to wait)... and that contiues for a while.
Power's, this gets a little confusing(if this isn't already), so bare with me;
Alice- she will/does posses her gift for seeing the future, but she will soon have another one waiting to be discovered.
Jasper- same old, wonderful gift of controling moods of the people around him.
Maria- (yes i know she origanlly does not have a power but heck why not?) she is, like Jane is able to create pain, she can create lust, and passion. Sounds like a lame gift huh? Think again her gift will play an important role in Jasper's life with her ( I think i've said a little too much, if you think about you'll get it). Maria though does not know how to control her gift or for that matter know it's there.
What's the story about?
(I probably shold have said this first but oh well.)
My story will take you on the journey from when Alice and Jasper met to when they meet the Cullen's. (I know i know I wrote all that mumbo-jumbo just to find out a sentence. Well ya. Sorry.)
(Once, again, I went overboard with the explaining, my bad )
