"That leech had its hands around her throat!" I hear Jake yell from far way. "I wasnt about to pouce, it could have easily ripped her head clean off of her shoulders!"

         What the hell is he talking about, Leech? What the hell does that mean!? I struggle to open my eyes, fighting against the darkness that is drowning me, trying my best to see the world around me once again. But it is all no use. Im am far too deep, lost in the vast abyss of unfamiliarity. I barely even remember how I fell into this profound state, the only recolection that I have is red eyes; dark crimson eyes that glowed with an unfathomable fury, and anguish. I can feel the fear settle in my stomach, and again I battle to regain consciousness, wanting nothing more than to scream, and cry. I want the whole world to know what I saw, what I felt. Those ice cold hands on my throat, the feeling of dread that wafted over me, and the intense willingness to die. Not wanting to deal with the pain anymore, just wanting it all to end.

         Another voice interrupted my thoughts, and I strained to hear it, the distance being so broad that it only sounded like a whisper. "I understand, Jacob, but you cant just leave her like this. That parasite tried to kill her! She is only sixteen for God's sake, she shouldnt have to deal with this, no one her age should."

        "But we all did," Jacob arbitrated. "We went through our change at that age. She needs to be clued in, she needs to know that there is more to this world that meets the eye."

        "I understand, Jake. I am totally aware that you want to protect her, but this isn't the way to do that. This isn't something that you can just blurt out in front of the entire world. We dont even know if she saw anything, or of she remembers what happened if she did see."

       "But, Sam, you dont understand, something strange went on out there. And I can in no way shape or form explain it!" Jacob spat.

     "What happened?" The second person, I assumed to be named Sam, asks.

     "This weird white light came out of Ari, it cast the bloodsucker away! Shot her straight across the clearing. And Im not talking some Star Trek 'Beam me up Scottie' bull shit, Im talking full on flash grenade. The sycophant flew into a tree at least fifty yards away. It was insane! Please believe me, Sam, you have to believe me!"

      A light, a freaking light?! A light came out of me? Little Aribella Swan? He has to be joking. He must be high, or on some sort of hallucinogen. I can't have done that, I was asleep, or dying, or something! I saw Jake's mom, she told me to come back, she said that Jacob needs me. I can't let her down. He needs me, but he is saying that a light came out of me? I think he needs a therapist.

     "Jake, you need to relax, she is all right now." This Sam figure spoke; apprehension, authority, and worry in his voice. It seems like he doesnt know what to affirm anymore, like it was all too much for him.

     Voices began to come closer, and I strain myself to fully awaken, no longer settling for just articulation. I force my arm to move the slightest bit, and feel a heaviness inside my limbs, but obviously it doesn't matter. I want to see Jacob, to calm him down, to let him know that Im all right, and that I will always be here for him. The densness of my extremities was almost overwhelming, but I attempt to shift anyway, not caring how idiotic I look.

     Nothing is working, I am rooted to whatever space is beneath me, and there is no changing that, so slowly I open my eyes, and speak. "Jacob?" The word comes out gratingly.

    "Oh, Ari!" He nearly yells, quicky making his way to me and kneeling beside the bed I am placed on. "Are you all right?"