My love for twilight has left me entirely, how can the film end in such a way? I wouldn't have minded if at least there had been a more realistic touch to the end of the film, yet it left me disappointed.
I wanted more from this world. How could animal drinkers be stronger than those that drink blood from humans? Can't expect too much since they already glimmer in the sun. The vampire diaries and the originals did a better job. But here I am watching the Cullen's fight, and I only feel sorry for Carslile. He tried to keep a low profile and got him no where with Bella.
Her eyes drifted to the volturi kings, and for a second she could feel their gazes upon her. It was if they could smell her. Marcus eyes seemed to come alive more if that was even possible. His gaze was focused on something but she could not see what it was. Aro who had been reading Edward's thoughts, looked towards his soul brother.
Edward's face features shifted from his angelic form to an almost confused human when he could no longer read the volturi leaders minds.
What was going on? Her mind started to spin but she couldn't look away now. This had never happened before in the movie.
Edward glanced towards his wife for he thought she might be the one who blocked him out. But that was impossible, Bella was to calm and tense posture told him other wise. His wife wasn't that powerful. It meant someone was near and none of them knew what it was or who it was, for the person or thing had no scent-nor he could trace a heart beat.
The field was tensed and the Olympic coven where on high alert. The volturi were known for their savage and vengeful ways. The Cullen's were outnumbered by a great mass of numbers. And not only did Alice and Jasper leave at a most unexpected time but they left with out saying goodbye.
Edward met at the center with his wife who came in hand with Rennesme, Emmett, and Jacob, and Aro who was with already at the center with Felix and Corin.
As the exchange happened she could only stare at the kings. The so called vision of Alice got on her nerves because her visions are not set in stone, no matter the occasion. Her head pounded but she choose to ignore it and watch everything unfold. The battle always seems to good to be true and she knows Alice could only count on her visions. Visions can be tampered with for their own gain. And in a battle with so little numbers one can only count a moment of illusion.
Her skin grew hot in anger when she saw the kings torn into shreds. Her pulse quickened and she took deep breaths. It's only a movie she chanted in her mind over and over. The credits rolled up on the tv screen and she took the controller and rewind it to the bonfire that the Cullen's where having before the battle. The screen shifted and turned to a mirror like reflection of the forest the scent of pine and the December breeze kissed her face.
She reached for the tv screen and her fingers went through. She gasp, the tips of her fingers were being kissed by the snow. The cold numbed her hand and she quickly withdrew her hand.
What was that and how is that even possible?
She tried to get up but she fell through the screen like 'Alice from wonderland' down she fell and darkness overtook her.