She turned and walked out gracefully. Once she was out the room, I counted to a hundred. With a hand trembling I touched the latest stinging bite and grimaced in pain. Blood was on my finger-tips.
I felt like crying! But will I really start blubbering like a lost child? Give Cornelia satisfaction of knowing how I took this? No! No! No, I won't!
But, WHY ME?! Tough I would be guilty I would see someone in my place, like this. Hm. Yet again, I sighed.
I can't take this frustration much longer! I felt like screaming! I, reluctantly, brought my eyes to the look of the "food". Sigh. I picked it up the grey crap and tried it again. Uhg! I gagged. Not so bad as the first forced, a bit better. Maybe I'll get used to it? Maybe. I picked up the small bowl and dug my hand in it and chucked the gloop at the door. It made satisfying sound. I did it again. The third time as I chucked it the just before it hit the door, Cornelia appeared with a green and grey-streaked gloop on her waist, her eyes blazing with fury. I went cold with fear.
"WHY YOU UNGRATEFUL LITTLE...!" She let the sentence with her dangerous tone echoing hang. I squealed. Not again! She lunged at me with her teeth desperate for my blood again.
Edward
I had this inexplicable feeling, that where ever Renesmee was…she was in Italy. Under some kind of spell that made her go back to the land of her nightmares, the core. She hasn’t sent anything for weeks now… her capture was strong. Stronger than the Volturi. Stronger than anything we had encountered. But why is it Volterra? Why was Cynnddylan taking her there? There was nothing there, but ruins, of the once powerful Vampires…
We’ve been at sea for about a week, and with the strong winds, I could smell humans at the coast of Spain, very faintly, but there, but a not single essence of…Renesmee!
Renesmee
Déjà vu. This scent, it wasn’t the smell of water, well, part of it was, but the rest was a mixture of cold and damp. A rather sweet smell…but where was I?
“Get up, girl!” Cornelia hissed violently. I obeyed. My legs were numb, so it felt as I was floating, but not in a pleasant way. I started muttering under my breath, I could barely hear myself, so Cornelia probably heard no mais than a buzzing.
“What, Speak up!?” she snarled. I walked up to her.
“Go to Hell.” I said. I felt a sly grin growing on my face. Her face twisted into violent fury.
“You never learn, do you, girl?! I should just leave you here.” She said flatly, her anger masked por a cruel, sly and harsh smile. She held my arm tight and dragged me to a new and bright chamber. She let go of my arm, which was throbbing now, and threw something at me. It didn’t hurt, in fact it felt soft… clothes?
“Well I can’t have you parade around sweet England, in bloody rags, can we?” she said, there was amusement in her voice. “If you do, it’ll attract the wrong type of attention. Look at those!? They’re all bloody!” she added. I scoffed as I put on the simple white blouse.
“Shouldn’t have fed from me then…” I muttered. She glared at me. I shrugged. “You know I’m right, Corny!” I exclaimed.
“Don’t… call… me… that, EVER!” She growled.
England, that far?! And most importantly, why?! I was absolutely appalled. I realized my mouth was dropped, I closed it, embarrassed.
I again observed my new outfit; a white blusa and jeans. THAT's the style in England? Very casual. 'Corny' was watching me closely. I stared back and shrugged.
"Why-wha-who are you going to be then?" I asked hesitantly.
"You're sister!" She said in a cruel sarcastic tone, but somehow, I believed her.
"My...my SISTER" I spat the last word and she smiled and put her chin up. I was drowning in dread. She is so going to enjoy this. Too much.
"But-" I pointed to my neck, full of fresh 'cuts'.
"You'll be wearing one of those wraps that the English girls amor wearing." She said smugly. I'll make sure she won't enjoy this. I'll sulk, I'll attract too much attention - like we wont already - I'll be stubborn...
I looked at Cornelia again, then down to her waist, at the stain. I fought a smile. “It just going to get worse for you,” I thought. “For both of us - mais likely me…”
I shrugged slyly and smiled smugly. She stormed up to me and, she opened her mouth, revealing her perfect teeth, she wanted to say something but stopped. Her face went blank, her expression, changed into – well it was expressionless! Then she started cackling evilly, she stared at me, and then raised one elegant black eyebrow.
“Looks like this mais exiting than I first thought…!” she laughed
“What is?!” I asked
“Well… Cynddy-boy, thinks we’re in Italy, so he made your silly Cullens go there too, he put that stupid idea in their heads, but were in the England! She exclaimed.
“So…?” I said. I was very confused por this. She stopped laughing and grunted.
“Urgh! Don’t you see!? He just turned this into the most exiting game ever! He led the Cullens the wrong way, and he doesn’t know I’m here!” she exclaimed “You… are now part of a deadly game!” she added grimly, then smiled her mysterious smile. Oh great! That’s just what I want! I thought angrily…
“But…how did you…know!?” I asked.
“We have a link!” she answered in as-a-matter-of-fact voice.
‘Ahhh…Renesmee…it’s been too long!’ a voice in my mind boomed in my head
“C-c-can Cynddylan talk to some one…through their mind?” I stuttered.
“It takes up a lot of his strength to…but yeah… sometimes.” She answered simply. “Why?” she requested.
“No reason…” I replied immediately. Random! I thought, mind communication! Puh-leaz! I thought frustrated. I was now fully changed.
“God! I though you’d never finish!” Cornelia sighed coolly. I stepped out, and I was blinded, por the sun, I had to blink hard so my eyes could adjust. Cornelia walked. I saw a red car parked on the road, it was long and sleek, the windows were illegally dark, it was redder than blood itself…Hmph, ironic really, blood red car, ravenous vampire…
“Get in!” she ordered.
Edward
As Carlisle to steer the barco towards land, the breeze became atmospheric. It filled with the perfume of Cynddylan. I ground my teeth together and clenched my fists. “That evil, malevolence, devious, cunning, killing, little scoundrel,” I couldn’t describe him the right way. “If I ever…” My anger washed over me like a tsunami. It crashed over my body. It was artic cold. Jacob, who was on my right side, faced the sea and growled angrily and fiercely, his feet edged towards the side of the boat. I pulled my arm out and set it on his shoulder. He turned his head towards my apologetic face, and grimace sadly. I shook my head, lifted my hand off of his colarinho, colar bone, and brought it back to my side. The barco came to a stop and Jacob and I jump gracefully off of the boat. “Thank you Sadie.” Carlisle voiced in my head. It made me flash a smile. Carlisle obviously didn’t want to say anything in this dark demanding silence. The ocean’s spray splashed through the air and flew. It breathed through my and the others hair around me. As we stepped onto the beach, the sand as golden as the rising sun, a sandstorm forming with the blusters of wind flying through the feeling of mishap. My family and I raced toward the trees, that organically grew and towered above living and non-living people, a figure appeared in-front of us, suddenly…
I felt like crying! But will I really start blubbering like a lost child? Give Cornelia satisfaction of knowing how I took this? No! No! No, I won't!
But, WHY ME?! Tough I would be guilty I would see someone in my place, like this. Hm. Yet again, I sighed.
I can't take this frustration much longer! I felt like screaming! I, reluctantly, brought my eyes to the look of the "food". Sigh. I picked it up the grey crap and tried it again. Uhg! I gagged. Not so bad as the first forced, a bit better. Maybe I'll get used to it? Maybe. I picked up the small bowl and dug my hand in it and chucked the gloop at the door. It made satisfying sound. I did it again. The third time as I chucked it the just before it hit the door, Cornelia appeared with a green and grey-streaked gloop on her waist, her eyes blazing with fury. I went cold with fear.
"WHY YOU UNGRATEFUL LITTLE...!" She let the sentence with her dangerous tone echoing hang. I squealed. Not again! She lunged at me with her teeth desperate for my blood again.
Edward
I had this inexplicable feeling, that where ever Renesmee was…she was in Italy. Under some kind of spell that made her go back to the land of her nightmares, the core. She hasn’t sent anything for weeks now… her capture was strong. Stronger than the Volturi. Stronger than anything we had encountered. But why is it Volterra? Why was Cynnddylan taking her there? There was nothing there, but ruins, of the once powerful Vampires…
We’ve been at sea for about a week, and with the strong winds, I could smell humans at the coast of Spain, very faintly, but there, but a not single essence of…Renesmee!
Renesmee
Déjà vu. This scent, it wasn’t the smell of water, well, part of it was, but the rest was a mixture of cold and damp. A rather sweet smell…but where was I?
“Get up, girl!” Cornelia hissed violently. I obeyed. My legs were numb, so it felt as I was floating, but not in a pleasant way. I started muttering under my breath, I could barely hear myself, so Cornelia probably heard no mais than a buzzing.
“What, Speak up!?” she snarled. I walked up to her.
“Go to Hell.” I said. I felt a sly grin growing on my face. Her face twisted into violent fury.
“You never learn, do you, girl?! I should just leave you here.” She said flatly, her anger masked por a cruel, sly and harsh smile. She held my arm tight and dragged me to a new and bright chamber. She let go of my arm, which was throbbing now, and threw something at me. It didn’t hurt, in fact it felt soft… clothes?
“Well I can’t have you parade around sweet England, in bloody rags, can we?” she said, there was amusement in her voice. “If you do, it’ll attract the wrong type of attention. Look at those!? They’re all bloody!” she added. I scoffed as I put on the simple white blouse.
“Shouldn’t have fed from me then…” I muttered. She glared at me. I shrugged. “You know I’m right, Corny!” I exclaimed.
“Don’t… call… me… that, EVER!” She growled.
England, that far?! And most importantly, why?! I was absolutely appalled. I realized my mouth was dropped, I closed it, embarrassed.
I again observed my new outfit; a white blusa and jeans. THAT's the style in England? Very casual. 'Corny' was watching me closely. I stared back and shrugged.
"Why-wha-who are you going to be then?" I asked hesitantly.
"You're sister!" She said in a cruel sarcastic tone, but somehow, I believed her.
"My...my SISTER" I spat the last word and she smiled and put her chin up. I was drowning in dread. She is so going to enjoy this. Too much.
"But-" I pointed to my neck, full of fresh 'cuts'.
"You'll be wearing one of those wraps that the English girls amor wearing." She said smugly. I'll make sure she won't enjoy this. I'll sulk, I'll attract too much attention - like we wont already - I'll be stubborn...
I looked at Cornelia again, then down to her waist, at the stain. I fought a smile. “It just going to get worse for you,” I thought. “For both of us - mais likely me…”
I shrugged slyly and smiled smugly. She stormed up to me and, she opened her mouth, revealing her perfect teeth, she wanted to say something but stopped. Her face went blank, her expression, changed into – well it was expressionless! Then she started cackling evilly, she stared at me, and then raised one elegant black eyebrow.
“Looks like this mais exiting than I first thought…!” she laughed
“What is?!” I asked
“Well… Cynddy-boy, thinks we’re in Italy, so he made your silly Cullens go there too, he put that stupid idea in their heads, but were in the England! She exclaimed.
“So…?” I said. I was very confused por this. She stopped laughing and grunted.
“Urgh! Don’t you see!? He just turned this into the most exiting game ever! He led the Cullens the wrong way, and he doesn’t know I’m here!” she exclaimed “You… are now part of a deadly game!” she added grimly, then smiled her mysterious smile. Oh great! That’s just what I want! I thought angrily…
“But…how did you…know!?” I asked.
“We have a link!” she answered in as-a-matter-of-fact voice.
‘Ahhh…Renesmee…it’s been too long!’ a voice in my mind boomed in my head
“C-c-can Cynddylan talk to some one…through their mind?” I stuttered.
“It takes up a lot of his strength to…but yeah… sometimes.” She answered simply. “Why?” she requested.
“No reason…” I replied immediately. Random! I thought, mind communication! Puh-leaz! I thought frustrated. I was now fully changed.
“God! I though you’d never finish!” Cornelia sighed coolly. I stepped out, and I was blinded, por the sun, I had to blink hard so my eyes could adjust. Cornelia walked. I saw a red car parked on the road, it was long and sleek, the windows were illegally dark, it was redder than blood itself…Hmph, ironic really, blood red car, ravenous vampire…
“Get in!” she ordered.
Edward
As Carlisle to steer the barco towards land, the breeze became atmospheric. It filled with the perfume of Cynddylan. I ground my teeth together and clenched my fists. “That evil, malevolence, devious, cunning, killing, little scoundrel,” I couldn’t describe him the right way. “If I ever…” My anger washed over me like a tsunami. It crashed over my body. It was artic cold. Jacob, who was on my right side, faced the sea and growled angrily and fiercely, his feet edged towards the side of the boat. I pulled my arm out and set it on his shoulder. He turned his head towards my apologetic face, and grimace sadly. I shook my head, lifted my hand off of his colarinho, colar bone, and brought it back to my side. The barco came to a stop and Jacob and I jump gracefully off of the boat. “Thank you Sadie.” Carlisle voiced in my head. It made me flash a smile. Carlisle obviously didn’t want to say anything in this dark demanding silence. The ocean’s spray splashed through the air and flew. It breathed through my and the others hair around me. As we stepped onto the beach, the sand as golden as the rising sun, a sandstorm forming with the blusters of wind flying through the feeling of mishap. My family and I raced toward the trees, that organically grew and towered above living and non-living people, a figure appeared in-front of us, suddenly…
Now they don't say where they went they don't really exclain why they went AND people say leitura can't hurt you! I got a huge head ach and i am a little dizzy. LIVING PROOF! I now know how brittanie spears felt when she didn't know what to do.I can't really think about anything mais for this- see ya tomoorow! You think i ended it bad ? well least it isn't like sapranos where they stop in the midlle of a sent- .....
HOPE YOU ENJOY MY NEW artigo SERIES!
(ps. don't worry i am nothing like the sapranos! and my seguinte artigo will be longer!)
Jacob Black is Bella's best friend. He is a Quileute Native American and a werewolf, later revealed to be a shape-shifter as he doesn't transform on the full moon. In Twilight, Jacob plays a minor role, being a forgotten childhood friend of Bella's. In an attempt to learn mais about Cullens, Bella flirts with Jacob, and he tells her tribe legends about them being "the cold ones", or vampires. After Edward leaves Bella in New Moon, Bella spends much of her time with Jacob, trying to heal her broken coração and mover on. Though at first only a friend, Jacob later falls in amor with Bella. Although he spends most of his time in Eclipse trying to win Bella, in Breaking Dawn he imprints —an involuntary process in which a werewolf finds their soul mate— on Bella and Edward's daughter, Renesmee.
bella: edward we need to talk.................................................
edward: go ahead we have got all the time in the world.
bella: ok but i don't think your gunna like it.
edward: whats wrong
bella: its nothing really but i do have to say i don't amor you and i never have. the only reason why i married you was cuz you have lots of money and cuz i wanted to be a vampire. now i have got that i don't need you anymore.
Edward: don't leave me.
bella: i have to cuz jacobs waiting for me in the car.
edward: thats my car
bella: buy a new one
bella: i am also taking renesmee with me. goodby edward. and thanks for the car
edward:noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. not the car
bella: hu hum i said goodbuy edward
edward: o sorry goodbuy bella.
and so bella, renesmee and jacob lived happily ever after
edward: go ahead we have got all the time in the world.
bella: ok but i don't think your gunna like it.
edward: whats wrong
bella: its nothing really but i do have to say i don't amor you and i never have. the only reason why i married you was cuz you have lots of money and cuz i wanted to be a vampire. now i have got that i don't need you anymore.
Edward: don't leave me.
bella: i have to cuz jacobs waiting for me in the car.
edward: thats my car
bella: buy a new one
bella: i am also taking renesmee with me. goodby edward. and thanks for the car
edward:noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. not the car
bella: hu hum i said goodbuy edward
edward: o sorry goodbuy bella.
and so bella, renesmee and jacob lived happily ever after
It was confirmed today, that Carter Burwell will NOT be composing the score for New Moon. Alexander Desplat is composing in Carter's place. This raises the question, will Chris Weitz and Alexander Desplat use the lullaby Carter composed?
In my personal opinion, I really think it's better if they keep the same lullaby. Alot of fãs may disagree. And I agree to an extent, it did not sound like a lullaby. But, during the lullaby scene when they were in the trees, there was a piano melody solo. If they kept that melody, but expanded it or made it mais complex, it would sound mais like a lullaby. And they could keep the continuity.
What do you guys think?
In my personal opinion, I really think it's better if they keep the same lullaby. Alot of fãs may disagree. And I agree to an extent, it did not sound like a lullaby. But, during the lullaby scene when they were in the trees, there was a piano melody solo. If they kept that melody, but expanded it or made it mais complex, it would sound mais like a lullaby. And they could keep the continuity.
What do you guys think?