Chapter 1 - It's Time

Here I am, waiting for my death. And proving that my mother Renee was wrong. Mom always said that when the time is right, "he" comes, and gives me a good life. She didn't ever say that who this "he" was, just that I'll see it then. Well, I'm already seventeen, and "he" hasn't shown up. And now I'm dying, so mom was wrong. I'm glad that she doesn't have to be disappointed, since she's dead.

My mom died earlier to this Spanish influenza, which I have. It's funny, since she got it from me, but dead before me. Maybe it has something to do with her age or something…

I've always thought that I was happy, in some weird way. Mom worked day and night to get some money for food. Yes, we didn't have a much of a home. Just a little cottage, somewhere near her job. But when I grew up, I got a job too, and we got more money. So I bought a bed for my mom, she really needed it. Her back always hurt, even that she didn't admit it. But I saw it in her eyes, and I bought the bed. She really tried to convince me to use it by myself, but I said that we could both sleep in there, in turns.

And my dad wasn't much of help in our family's well being, since he was dead. He died when I was five. He was a Chief of Police, and saved some of his incomes for a bad day, and that's how we survived, so thanks to him.

But now I'm lying here, alone. Somehow tears started to roll from my eyes. Am I sad about something? From what could I be sad about? Well, I never got to love someone else than my parents. But I got over it. Maybe I'm just scared of death. I'm not quite sure.

The room fell quiet. My eyelids started to feel quite heavy, when something snapped. I felt a big jolt through my body and let out a little scream.

He's here. A voice inside my head? Who? Who's here?

He's coming closer. Dear, you need to call for him. Dear? Who are you? Who I have to call for? And why?

Sweetheart, listen. I'm your mother. Don't be scared. I won't be here for long. Mom?? How? What's happening?

Now, listen. "He" is here. You need to call for him. Can you do it? He? I... I… I can't call for him, I don't know whom are you talking about!

Okay, dear, I'll do it for you. Just stay still and quiet. Please? Sure thing, I'd been doing that all the time.

Thank you. Okay… now this is getting weirder all the time.

EPOV

Carlisle…

Carlisle…

"Carlisle? Someone's thinking of you", I said. How did that someone know we were here?

"Who? A man or a woman?" Carlisle asked with a concerned voice.

"I think… A woman", I replied. This is a little bit odd. Really.

Carlisle, in the 3rd floor. You have to come quickly, no time to waste. Oh, and I am your sister Catherine.

"Carlisle, this woman said you have to go to the 3rd floor, and quickly. And she also said she is your sister Catherine."

Carlisle shot me a quizzical look, and I shook my head. No, this wasn't a joke, no way. Immediately he sprinted to stairs, trying desperately to keep it at human speed. I rushed quickly after him. When I got to the door where he was standing, I asked:

"How did you know it was this room?"

"It draws me like a magnet."

"Oh. I didn't know you had a sister."

"I had, but of course she should be dead for almost 4 centuries by now. But this is her, there's no mistake about it."

"I think this is getting a bit spooky."

CARLISLE! No time to waste!!

"You have to go in there, your sister said that there's no time to waste", I said quickly. Just now I started to listen the room where this Catherine was. There was only quick breathing, gasping sometimes, and a quickening heartbeat.

"Let's go", Carlisle said and went through the door.

I followed, and saw Carlisle standing next to the bed, where was lying a girl. She breathed very quickly, like she couldn't get any air. I walked to Carlisle's side and looked at him. He was staring at the girl, eyes wide, and mouth open.

"What's wrong?" I asked. I've never seen him like this before.

Yes, Carlisle. This girl is your niece Marie. WHAT? A NIECE??

"Carlisle, this Catherine said that this girl is your niece?" I stated it like a question.

"There's no way it can be possible, right?"

Carlisle turned to me with a shocked face. Is this possibly true? No way! It can't be!

"I'm afraid that it is."

Yes, Carlisle, it's true. She is a reincarnation of your niece Marie Cullen. In this life, her name is Isabella Swan, and I was Renee Swan.

This is truly shocking. Carlisle's niece's reincarnation is here, and her mother, Carlisle's sister, is in her mind. Wait, she is in her mind, but where's her own mind's "voice"?

"That girl is a reincarnation of your niece, and Catherine is her mother, and in her mind! What's going on?"

Relax, boy. You have to calm down and listen to me. Well, I've listened her all the time.

She has a Spanish flu, and that has gone into the death point. You have to bite her. Her human life wasn't that what I wanted it to be, after Marie's death at 1660s. She died in the most horrifying way, anyway. So this Catherine knows what we are? And this poor girl, having the same sickness that I had. It must feel awful. Wait, why I feel sorry for her? I've seen more than many people with this sickness. I don't even know her!

"This Isabella has Spanish flu, and as you can see, it's in the death point. Catherine wants you to bite her, and give her a good life, since she couldn't do it by herself."

"Okay, I'll do it. We will ask the questions later, and now we have to get her out of here somehow." he said. Yes, we will definitely ask questions. But how to get her out?

"I think I have a plan", he said quickly. Just now I noticed that I had blocked Carlisle out. Or was it even me? Or Catherine?

"I think Catherine has blocked everyone else out of my mind, so you need to explain."

BPOV

These voices. I don't know them. Or the other one sounds familiar, in a weird way. And mom, why is she in my head? And how? She's supposed to be dead.

Dear, Carlisle has come to rescue you from death. Carlisle is also this "he", who I always talked about. So this means it's time.