Rio by R. M. Simone – Roshandra

10:05:2015 ALL RIGHTS OWNED and reserved by author R. M. Simone' and original story.

All Twilight character names are owned by Stephanie Myers and no copyright infringements. Merely used for FAN FICTION.

When someone DIES before their time and they leave in a TRAUMATIC moment of an act of revenge, the soul will travel and migrate to a place that it might find its way back INTO a BODY? He was feeling her calling him and it was RIO that was her transition point. WHY? Who knows why? A soul picks a location to find a way back in. All he knew was he wanted her back in his ARMS AGAIN. He would 'change' her to being one of 'his KIND NOW'… nothing would stand in his way, not even her death. By R. M. Simone'… RIO. Fan Fiction will become a NOVEL.

RIO

The pain shrouded me second by second as nothing I ever experienced before in my life as a vampire. We live in the Bardo State, the place between life in a body and death with our consciousness in a shell. Now that Bella was gone, I lost all my peace of mind. Why? It was how it all happened and how she was taken. The dreams continued or rather the nightmare of her calling out to me. I had no other choice but to go see why RIO called me there. Could Bella have migrated to another realm? Was I to rescue her and somehow finally make her part of 'my world'? I was lost in this hell. It was hell without her. The only thing I ever loved was Bella.

Chapter 5

Rio De Janeiro to Blood Bank

The silver Jaguar car at night stood out on the streets of Rio. My mood darkened as I pondered how this would get me through the crowds of this hip swaying night life. There was a carnal, primal kind of feeling in Rio De Janeiro that spoke of spirit and a thin veil between this world and the realms of the astrals. The people here held to many superstitions and the rain forest were part of the mystique along with the huge statue of Christ with outstretched arms watching from the cliff outcropping protecting this city. My GPS finally called out a command to turn as I was nearly at the blood clinic. I was having second thoughts about mingling in with the throngs of people and heard the voice command tell me I had arrived. I slowed down to view a garage metal door, no sign saying it was a clinic and a nearby café. I pulled the Jaguar over in the alley up on a narrow sidewalk curb to park and check out where the entrance was. The café was bustling with locals calling me in that direction first. I sauntered in carefully to ask for the clinic directions or how to find the entrance. I had no idea what I was about to walk into.

I could smell Cuban cigars, the local older men playing chess and God knows what other board games and I looked around for someone to ask for information. My Spanish was rusty. The strangest part was I felt they realized I was a vampire immediately. A slight panic of fear came over me and then I saw Bella's face in front of me. That took away the anxiety, letting me center myself. A young woman pulling shots of coffee behind the counter looked right at me. The men went back to their games and smoking while hitting back shots of local rum, coffee and talking in a low hum. I walked over to the young woman behind the main counter where a row of men sat watching me approach.

"Hi, excuse me, do you speak English?"

"Si, senior, some, you seem lost?" She had blazing eyes, somewhat like the jaguar cat, very feline looking with green flecks and gold in her eyes that was riveted on me.

"I am looking for the clinic that is to be near this address. I can't find the entrance?"

"Si, the entrance is through the café. Let me show you. Follow me senior." She became wary and kept looking back at me as I followed her lead. She moved aside strings of beads that hung in doorways we walking through. Inside the corridors meandered around past game card rooms with more smoking men in Cuban South American hats noticing me move past the doorways. I was confused why this was an obstacle course. Carlisle did everything legitimately, even though he was a long lived immortal that fit into mainstream life. He seemed like the kind of dazzling physician with warm, caring, compassion to hold professional high standards. I was more than puzzled why he would be getting blood from some lower end area for the blood I needed.

"Senior, here…" She knocked three times and a small peep hole window opened and they spoke quickly in Spanish. I waited. This was like entering into Fort Knox.

"Do you speak English?"

"Si, and you are the person that Dr. Cullen has a package for? May I see identification, passport?"

I pulled out my picture photo with what he requested and he looked then nodded and closed his window unlocking the door. Many locks were being unbolted. I waited.

"Senior, this way. Let me check if the funds were transferred to the account? Please have a seat there." I looked around, noting the clinic was professional, chilled with air conditioning and very much hidden or underground so to speak. I could see it was also a morgue of some kind. I could smell death here. He was most curious about me and kept looking over his shoulders to check me out. I just stayed calm. He was on edge. My cell went off and it was Carlisle.

"Edward, did you find the clinic?"

"Hi Carlisle, yes, and I am picking up the box now. I hope they package it in hot ice so the trip to the island keeps it cooled till I can refrigerate it."

"Good, son, they will double check payment and you sign. I am not sure the state of this clinic, but you will get what you need. I am told that other vampires use this service too."

"Well, now Carlisle, that makes more sense to me. This place is beyond strange. I hope the car I rented it there when I get done here. " He laughed.

"I'm sure you will handle it if it is not. Just get to the island and rest. Alice will be in tomorrow night and she will talk to you more about the vision and we are still working on details on Victoria. I feel Bella is still alive somehow Edward, so please stay with hope."

We finished our conversation and I got that feeling I was being watched on their camera surveillance and being checked out. I felt like I was in a drug lord country were blazing guns could happen at any moment. I probably should have had them deliver this. The death vibes in this place were beginning to smother me. Then something about Bella's body ran through my mind. I looked over at the doors against one entire wall and began to see a repeated name plaque. Jane Doe, body not claimed, then a case number. I was not sure why that was speaking to me. The attendant came back with a box of what I came for and smoking from hot ice.

"Senior, this is the month's supply. I hope the relative will live with the medical transfusions Dr. Cullen set up. Our country gets a lot of unusual Americans that are down here for cures." He clearly wanted more information or to talk. I was not about to say a word. I knew he figured out I was a vampire. I felt one of my kind in the next room monitoring our conversation. I stayed calm.

"Senior, thank you. I need to go now."

He nodded and the transaction was done. I looked back again to the wall of corpse drawers wondering why it pulled me to view it. I left briskly grabbing my cell to talk to Carlisle again. The girl was standing outside the door waiting for me. Something was more than peculiar. I had known blood banks would do this kind of work for vampires to feed off blood, but something was strange here. The girl led me back through the maize to the main café. I almost felt like blessing myself and saying 'let there be light'. I had to shake that off. This was not a time to be thinking that way.

I grabbed for me cell to call Carlisle back. "Hi, I am heading out of here now. Let's hope my car is still there." Carlisle obliged me with conversation so I busied myself heading out of the café with the box in my arms. I got out to the street and saw the Jaguar was there. I breathed easier. I turned back and the young woman was standing there. I looked at her waiving her to come to me. She looked back then hurried up to where I was and I asked her what she wanted to say.

"You feel her don't you? Your kind did something to someone you loved. They took her body. You smelled her, maybe?"

I was dumped a vision that nearly knocked me over as it washed over my entire body. Every muscle felt this information this girl just spoke to me. I almost dropped the box of blood IV's and reached for the brick wall to brace my body up. "What are you saying? You know what I am?"

She nodded. "Senior, I will get in trouble if I say more. I must go." She almost disappeared at such fast speed, I began to wonder if she was a vampire herself. This region had many kinds of creatures Carlisle spoke about. She might be a shapeshifter or an indigenous kind of spirit walker. She was gone.

I picked up the box, Carlisle was asking what happened and I hit the door locks to open so I could get off the alley street.

"Carlisle, one of the locals, a young woman at this café walk-through to the clinic told me something. My head is spinning, but I need to get to the harbor and on the boat so I can think this through. I need feeding now too. I feel like I was hit with a ton of bricks. They knew I was a vampire too. Something about Bella, and her body and the morgue the blood clinic was in a way of storage of unclaimed bodies. My going there in person presented a new kind of problem, but maybe a piece of this puzzle on why Bella called me to Rio. When Alice gets here we can talk this through."

"I agree, her vision will help… Just text me when you get to the island. We are worried about your Edward. Stay strong son."

I headed back to the main street leading past the Del Mar beach in the moonlight evening skies of Rio. There was a blockade at one end of the main drive through boulevard with people dancing. Something gripped me. Something held my heart. This was where I was planning to bring Bella for our honeymoon after we married. I pulled the Jaguar over to the side and stopped. I was feeling Bella. I wanted to just cry. I grabbed my chest and got out of the car and stood there looking over the pulsing sway of dancers moving as a group. Bella would have loved this. If she was here, we would go dance in the streets. Something drew me to walk into the dancing throngs and then I felt her.

"Bella, I love you so much, you can't be gone. I miss you Bella. Please help me to find you. I ache for you. Please, help guide me to you."

My heart burst open of such pain, the music drowned out my cries and I gave up a prayer to the region and this city of Rio. Christ, please hear my prayer mumbled across my lips as tears ran down my cheeks. Please, Bella don't leave me and don't die. I feel your spirit is with me. Help me find you.