The Twilight Saga

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I have decided to Write the rest of New Moon from Edward's POV! Continuing from My last Fan Fic -New Moon Chapter 3 - The End. Edward's POV (

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To express the fact that his sky was empty after he left Bella.

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Chapter 4 - Oblivion

The end had not been what I had expected.
It was over too quickly.
I should still be in Forks now, watching her intently, breathing in her luxurious scent all whilst trying to convince her that I no longer wanted her, which was the most sinister lie I had ever told. I knew I was a good liar, but I never thought that Bella would believe me instantaneously.
Was it better this way?
It was for Bella.
It wasn’t for me.
My chest was hollow from where my frozen heart had been. The monotonous agonizing ache washed over every inch of my body, and I knew I was dying inside.

I had no idea where I was, or where I was going. I was only vaguely aware that I was in my car and my foot was on the accelerator pressed to the floor.
I couldn’t think properly. I couldn’t concentrate. All I could see was Bella’s face crumpling with pain over and over in my head. I couldn’t turn my attention away from that image, it was crucifying me. I knew that if I took a deep breath I would be able to clear my head slightly. But I didn’t want to exhale the last scent I had breathed in. I wanted it to stay within my body forever.

Normally, I never paid close attention to the roads whilst driving. A part of my vampire brain took over instinctively, so driving became a reflex action. But as the pain slowly engulfed me – my entire mind shut down completely and I was forced to pull over.
When my brain wasn’t working properly, I couldn’t allow myself to drive – a car wreckage was inevitable. Although, I was able to walk away from a crash unscathed, there was no point in causing myself more hassle of explaining what occurred, destroying my own vehicle, cleaning up the aftermath as well as endangering other road users in the process. I could not care less about my car, but it made the situation less complicated if I just stopped.
What was wrong with me? Why wouldn’t my brain function?

I leant my head against the seat’s head rest. My hands were tightly gripping the steering wheel; I couldn’t seem to move them. I stared out the windscreen seeing nothing but Bella’s face.
I tried closing my eyes but the image of Bella was even larger in my head – Was that possible?
The image spoke, echoing the same whispered words Bella spoke to me in the trees.
‘Don’t do this.’

As each word repeated itself in my mind, it cut a new wound within me. The pain was excruciating.
It was torture.

Bella’s voice in my head died away once every inch of my body had been cut. It was then the question’s started entering my mind.
How long had my eyes been shut?
How long had I been sat in my car?
Where was I?

As I was able to last an undeterminable amount of time without moving or breathing, I had no Idea how long I had been here – wherever here was. It could have been hours, days or even weeks as far as I knew. My mind hadn’t been tracking the time. I wondered what day it was.

I opened my eyes. Light filled the car, surrounding me. It was dawn, the sun was beginning to appear partially through the clouds.
The light of a new day brought reason I had since forgotten – She was safe.
Despite my suffering, I couldn’t stay where I was. I wanted to privately mourn the bereavement of my lost love. I needed to compose myself, reign my feelings in and let my brain function – just for a short period of time until I was somewhere alone and remote.

I was almost at my first destination, I had not decided on my second, as yet.
I discovered that when I had left Forks, I had driven into Canada, and found myself in the town of Weyburn, where I had stayed stationary in my vehicle for several days.
Yesterday I had forced myself to channel all my thoughts of Bella and the pain, to the back of my mind for the time being, until I was ready to release them. I was able to concentrate better, but my mind still yearned to think of Bella.
I drove at high speed straight to Ithaca, stopping only to re-fuel my car. It was here, where my family had re-located. They would most certainly be waiting for me, as I was confident Alice would have informed them of my arrival.

Driving along, I began to notice things that would usually never catch my attention but I couldn’t help but watch today. Couples – some, holding hands, others in loving gentle embraces. How I envied them – They had their entire lives’ to enjoy each other, with their futures laid out in front of them. I would never be able to be with my love like that. I had no future. I only had endless years of emptiness ahead of me.

A familiar property came into view through the surrounding trees. The house was similar to the one we had inhabited in Washington State’s Forks, except It was a dark brown colour and had a porch wrapped round the entire building. On the porch, was where my family stood waiting for me – their faces free from any expression.

I was not particularly looking forward to seeing my family, specifically because I didn’t want to hear their thoughts of pity and sympathy, but more importantly, I dreaded seeing the devotion between the couples in my family. I was afraid the affection they show to each, would push me over the cliff I was subconsciously standing on.

The atmosphere was tense as I stepped out of my car and made my way towards them. Suddenly, and without even noticing her movement – Alice was in my arms, embracing me tightly.
Oh Edward. She whispered in her head.
She pulled back, grabbing my hand at the same time and lead me towards the house.


Chapter 5 – Breathless

The interior of the house was light and comforting, similar to the house in Forks. Esme enjoys renovating, but always decorated the interiors of each Cullen house in a way that we, as vampires, could enjoy the brightness without being in direct sunlight.

Alice still gripped my hand as we turned to face our family who had followed us in. Their eyes were fixed upon me intently, watching me carefully. I could see in each of their thoughts that they were all unsure what to say, if anything at all. The tension mounted as the silence wore on.
Finally, after several long minutes, Carlisle called me in his head.
I didn’t want to reply. I didn’t necessitate to breathe, we just did it out of habit. But I needed to breathe in order to talk, and I couldn’t bear to exhale out Bella’s scent that was contained in my body. I had inhaled my last breath in Bella’s presence - when I had breathed in her scent one final time. I wasn’t letting it go. It was the only thing I had left of her, that wasn’t a memory.

Edward? Esme spoke to me in her head. Are you alright, dear?
I responded by bowing my head in a nod.
Her eyebrows pulled together forming worry lines in her forehead. She hurried to stand next to Carlisle. She reached up to whisper into his ear.
“What’s wrong with Edward? He looks strained and unwell.” I didn’t understand why she made the effort to whisper, because she was well aware that myself as well as the other members of my family would be able to hear her perfectly.
“He’s not breathing.” Jasper spoke aloud answering her question.
I wanted to turn and growl menacingly at him. Why did he have to feel what I was feeling? – The pressure to breathe but the desperation to keep the only connection that related to Bella I had left.
I didn’t even have the effort to glare at him with accusing eyes.
Sorry, Edward. He thought, as he felt my exasperation.
I should have expected that Jasper would be monitoring my emotions – probably to update my family on how I was coping without Bella. They were all worried because they all knew how much Bella meant to me, even Rosalie.

“What do you mean, he’s not breathing?” grumbled Emmett.
“You know I don’t know the reasoning, Emmett.” Jasper answered quietly.
Edward? Esme called again.
Why couldn’t the rest of my family have the ability to read minds like I could? It would be so much more convenient if I could answer them in my own head.
“Edward, you should breathe. It’s not healthy for you to hold it all in.” Carlisle said softly.
Thankfully, they didn’t know why I wasn’t breathing or realise how precious the air inside my lungs was – they would indisputably think I was insane if they did.

“Edward, please? Talk to us” Esme spoke in a gentle voice.
“Come on, Edward, bro.” Emmett said encouragingly.
Alice suddenly tensed at my side and her eyelids fluttered closed. Jasper flashed to her side, as he always did when she had a vision. Everyone else just remained perfectly still. I watched Alice’s vision in her head with her. I was shocked to see myself gasping a breath out. I shook my head mechanically.
No. I shouted in my head.
Alice opened her eyes and smiled weakly at me.
“Give him a minute.” She said.
All eyes flickered to my face.

The pressure of their watchful gazes upon me suddenly became too much. My throat constricted and the tension built in my lungs. It felt like I was going to explode. I was being forced to exhale. I clamped my mouth shut tightly, biting down on the insides of my lips. I couldn’t allow Bella’s scent to leave me – I wasn’t ready to let it go yet.
My lungs started to deflate as the air made its way up through my windpipe. I was going to insufflate. It was inevitable. I was going to lose what I had spent days trying to save.

It happened exactly as I had seen it in Alice’s head. The air entered my mouth and I choked and spluttered before gasping in fresh de-bellanised air.
Alice gripped my hand tighter, with enough strength to stop me from collapsing to the floor. I began taking hyperventilating, taking in quick deep breaths. Esme blurred to my side.
“Carlisle!” Esme shouted. “What is wrong with him?”
I hardly even noticed my sister and mother dragging me to the leather sofa in the middle of the room. I was alarmed at myself. Why was I acting this way? Was this what being apart from Bella was doing to me?

“Jasper!” Carlisle instructed.
Instantly, calm washed over me and I felt oddly at ease. It was soothing, which I was grateful for.

I buried my face in my hands feeling embarrassed by my episode. Esme stroked my arm softly, comforting me.
“I’m sorry.” I whispered, I felt my stupidity rising. I inhaled deeply and took in the smells around me. It smelt wrong – there was no scent in the house that I could familiarise myself with, apart from the obvious ones exhibited by my family. I had been here many times before but still it felt strange to me – It wasn’t home. I wanted to scream.

I raised my head to look at Carlisle’s concerned face.
“Please excuse my behaviour. It was idiotic.”
“Edward, where have you been for the past four days?” Carlisle questioned me.
“Alice didn’t tell you?” I asked puzzled, turning to look at her.
She shook her head.
“I knew you had departed Forks, because you had your mind set on leaving. I had a vision of you driving North, but then everything went blank. I couldn’t see anything. It made me anxious. You didn’t make any decisions for me to see, except for coming here today.” I don’t like being blind, you had me worried, Edward. Alice continued in her head.
“So you didn’t foresee that I would crash?” I asked still confused.
Crash? Carlisle and Esme echoed the same thought in their minds.
Alice shook her head again.
“You crashed? But your Volvo –“Carlisle asked thinking about my intact car parked outside.
“No.” I interrupted his thoughts. “But I would of have, If I hadn’t of pulled over.”
“Whoa. Seriously?” Emmett asked in a surprised tone. “Your head must have been pretty messed up.”
“Emmett!” Rosalie hissed, warning him.
“What?” He shrugged.
She didn’t answer, instead she just glared at him with her topaz eyes. Normally, the exchange would make me chuckle – but not today.

There was no use in being untruthful to my family – they were all aware that something was wrong.
“Yes, Emmett. My head is a mess.”
“But you’re not staying with us?” Alice asked accusingly. “I have seen that.”
I didn’t reply.
“Where are you going?” Carlisle enquired.
“I don’t know.” I replied truthfully. “I just need to be alone for awhile.”
I want you to stay. Alice spoke in her head.
“How long is awhile?” prompted Jasper.
“I don’t know. “ I said again.
“Okay, Edward. But please come back soon, dear.” Esme said sweetly. She understood that I wasn’t ready to be around couples and needed time to heal, even though I knew I never would. The wounds from leaving Bella were never going to heal.

“Don’t go, Edward.” Emmett demanded.
“Let him go.” Rosalie spoke. “He will come back when he has got over her,”
An inherent snarl escaped my lips.
Emmett instinctively moved in front of Rosalie protectively.
“Chill, Edward. You know Rose didn’t mean it.” He turned his head to look at her. “Did you, babe?”
Rosalie ignored him and pushed him aside, out of his protective stance. He then proceeded to wrap his arms around her torso.
The affectionate gesture made me want to growl again, but I held it back. Seeing that was exactly what I wanted to avoid.
I wanted to escape the questions, concerned looks, and any signs of affection.
I should refrain from getting angry. None of them knew of the torture I felt. But Rosalie was wrong – I would never get over Bella.

Once I was changed into fresh clothes, I bid farewell to my family. I left my car – I didn’t need it. I wanted to run. I set off into the trees beginning the longest and darkest night of my existence.


Here it is - CHAPTER 6 - Darkest Night!
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Chapter 6 – Darkest Night

I had run away, again. But this time it was from the confinements of my own family. There was no pain for them – just embarrassment.
Now I was away from Jasper – my emotions flooded back to me. I tried with almighty strength to hold them back as I ran, but they were slowly starting seeping through my mind.

I pushed myself to move faster. I could hear vehicles on a highway a few miles away. I wanted and needed silence and seclusion. My muscles started to ache and my pace slowed involuntary. Was it possible that I was beginning to get tired? I had never before experienced the need to stop running. I couldn’t get tired. I lurched my body forward. It didn’t respond. I felt utterly drained. The grief I felt, must enervate me. I slowed to a halt after another minute. There was no point carrying on. I could only hear the night breeze delicately whistling through the trees now.

My resistance was futile, so I held my arms out wide and let my mind release itself.
I waited for the pain to engulf me. It hit me like the stab of a thousand knifes. I cried out in agony and collapsed to the ground as the pain over-powered me.

My Bella.
The memories swarmed back.
The first day I noticed Bella – she was just another human. It was like she reeled me in. Being unable to read her thoughts was extremely frustrating, as I had never before encountered a human or otherwise whose mind I could not read.
That first fateful day was when I first caught her intoxicating scent that drove me wild. I had very nearly obliterated an entire classroom of students, just to taste the girl who was radiating the sweet freesia scent. I had to leave town just to stop myself from killing her. I should have stayed away then. I never should have returned to Forks. But the truth was, Bella fascinated me and I didn’t want to be forced to leave town by an insignificant human. Could I have been more wrong? I should have taken myself out of Bella’s life in the beginning – that way she would never have fallen in love with me or got implicated in the dangerous mythical world that I belonged in.
So many thing I should have done – but I didn’t, and all because I was a profusely selfish creature. I truly despised myself for hurting Bella and putting her constantly in danger. It was the cruellest act I had ever committed. Nothing could make me feel guiltier – not even murder.

My eyes ached with the need for tears. My frozen body shuddered violently as tearless sobs begun, and I drowned in my own emptiness.

I left behind more than I anticipated when I left Forks. The part of me that Bella still held – my heart. My empty chest throbbed with solitude.

Bella made me feel human. I felt my frozen heart when her skin met mine for the first time. I melted under her touch as her warm skin sent a thrill of ecstasy through me. I trembled with pleasure at the thought of touching her. She was so warm and loving – not caring that it was a monster she embraced. Oh, how I longed to return to the arms of my beloved.
I still felt human now, even though Bella was no longer with me. I was experiencing all these emotions that were resurfacing from the human buried within me that Bella had released.

I wondered what Bella was doing right now. Was she thinking of me, as I was thinking of her? Would she still be hurting in the aftermath of my departure?

Bella’s agonised face appeared in my head as the memory of my quick departure replayed in my mind. I watched her so unwillingly believe that I no longer wanted her – as if such a thing was possible! I watched myself run away like a coward, leaving my fragile Bella alone on the edge of a forest. Leaving her had been a mistake – another mistake. What if something happened to her? I had heard her take a few steps further into the tress. What is she had tried to follow me? Would she have done that? She could have got lost or worse – gravely hurt or injured, and I just left her there. I couldn’t bear to think of the consequences.
No. Bella had promised – nothing reckless or stupid. I had asked her not to wander into the woods on her own before, she would know that I considered that reckless. I had no reason to worry – Bella had promised.

I dug my fingers into the earth beneath me, trying to grip on to something to stop myself from falling apart. It didn’t help – the dirt just crumbled into dust.
I was broken.
I had been ripped into a hundred pieces.
I would never be reassembled.
Only my Bella could make me whole again.

I kept telling myself – That I had done the right thing by Bella, for the first time.
Keeping her safe was all that mattered,
Leaving Bella was a means to an end.

I curled up into a ball and let misery take me. I was sure this amount of pain I was feeling, was slowly torturing me to death. I welcomed it, because I knew I deserved to suffer.

I don’t know how long I had laid in a foetal position – nor did I care. My mind was clouded with thoughts of Bella.
Her unapproachable mind that I longed to read.
Her silky brown hair draping round her shoulders.
Her delicious scent that set my throat on fire.
Her inviting chocolate brown eyes that showed me the way to her soul.
She was so perfect.

At some point during the long night, I had consumed all my thoughts of Bella and every second I had spent in her presence. I missed her terribly. I wondered if she missed me. How long would it take her to forget?
Hopefully I had made that process quicker by eliminating all her processions that had some connection to me.
I wish I had something – anything of Bella’s to keep hold of…like a photograph or piece of her clothing that still held her scent. I cursed myself for putting the pictures I had removed from Bella’s letter to her mother in the trash.

Suddenly my mind clicked as I remembered something.
I did have something that had belonged to Bella.
My hand reached into the pocket of my trousers and pulled out something that would seem so insignificant to a normal person – but for me, it was the sole connection I had to Bella, which meant everything.
The bottle lid.
From the lemonade bottle Bella had been drinking from the first day I sat with her at lunch.
I couldn’t bring myself to stay away from her. I was weak. I just gave in.
This time, I wouldn’t be so feeble or selfish – I would stay away.

I pulled myself up into a sitting position to examine the object in my hand. It was such an inconsequential thing to hold on to – but it had belonged to Bella. She had been playing with on the table, that day at lunch. She was the only other person who had touched it, and that was important to me.

I clasped the bottle top in my hand gently – so not to damage it, and laid back on the ground to gaze up to the sky.

The sky was empty and dark, like me.
Where was the moon? The stars?
I couldn't see clearly.
Missing Bella was clouding my sight, and now the sky was black.
Why was this happening? I knew I had done what I had to do, and I knew it would be hard, but I had never imagined this.
Then it hit me.
I realized now that Bella was my moon, my stars.
She was gone, and so were they.


Chapter 7 – Distraction

Time passed.
Exceptionally slowly.
The pain didn’t fade, but I had learnt to live with it.
I had accepted the fact that I would always ache for Bella.

The past two months of my life had been spent running and feeding. Mainly I had been running to different places looking for the stars – for my points of reason.
I didn’t hunt often – only when it was necessary. The burning in my throat no longer bothered me. It just felt like an annoying itch that I was able to disregard easily. It was nothing compared to the pain of losing my Bella. I only forced myself to engage in hunting in case I ever was in the distance of catching the scent of a human, and my predatory senses took over automatically. It had almost happened several weeks ago. I cringed as I evoked the memory…
I hadn’t hunted since I had left Forks, which for a vampire was a considerable amount of time to go without feeding.
I saw no reason to hunt.
I had nothing left to maintain my life for.
As a result, I felt significantly weaker at each passing day.
I was walking a steady human pace – in no hurry to get anywhere. Suddenly I came across a mouth-watering scent. It wasn’t the most delicious scent I had ever smelt but it was still irresistible and it made my throat burn intensely – the scent could only be human. My senses instinctively overpowered me and before I knew what I was doing, I was following the appetizing odour with the purpose to conquest. The scent led me to a small parking lot of a national park. I saw my target packing up her vehicle. One small fragile human – so easily dealt with. I ran round the perimeter of the lot to get closer in order to initiate my attack.
I fell back into my hunting crouch.
I was just about to pounce when the human turned around.
I froze.
She was a young woman – with chocolate brown eyes reminiscent of Bella’s. They weren’t as beautiful as Bella’s but they were enough to stop me for a moment and make me realise what I was doing.
What the hell was I thinking?
I couldn’t devour her.
She was human.
I didn’t hunt humans.
I couldn’t take someone’s life that way.
This innocent woman didn’t deserve that.
And what if this woman meant to someone what Bella meant to me?
What if she was someone’s Bella?

The thought of some creature killing my Bella made me growl menacingly. The fact that Bella would no longer exist would be the worst thing that could ever happen.
I couldn’t live in a world with no Bella.
I forced myself to stand straight out of my stance, and turned to sprint further into the trees screaming profanities in my head.
I was a cruel heartless monster.

I quickly came out of my memory, not wanting to dwell on it.
I was positive that Alice would have foreseen my attempted attack, but there was no way for her to warn me – my cell phone battery was dead, and there was no way for me to charge it while I was living out in the wilderness.

Occasionally, when I was near a town that was overshadowed by clouds, I would buy myself some new clothes and check into a hotel to freshen myself up. I never turned the television on when I was there, so I had no idea what was happening in the current affairs.
I tried to avoid everything and anything that would remind me of Bella, even though she was in every thought that possessed my mind.

I spent my days wandering around from place to place – never going anywhere in particular. I strived to think of activities I could participate in, in order to occupy my mind, but I never came up with any ideas.
All the while, my empty chest urged me to go and retrieve my heart.
The only thing that stopped me from sprinting back to Forks – to my Bella, was the thought of her being safe and never being hurt by my kind again.

At night, I laid down and gazed up into the heavens searching for the moon and stars, hoping that they would magically appear and bring reason and light into my life again.
They never did.

I had never felt solitude like this before. Over the past week, I had been contemplating returning to the comfort of my family for a visit. I missed my parents and my siblings. Maybe the company would raise my spirits slightly. I doubted it, but still I hoped.
I hadn’t had any communication with them at all. They would certainly be worried about me and I was being selfish for the lack of contact.
I immediately changed my direction and headed North- East.

It took me four days to reach Ithaca, as I still spent every night waiting for my moon to materialize.
I decided to hunt before I went to greet my family. I located a herd of elk in a small clearing enclosed by thick trees. I allowed my predator senses to take over before I swiftly pounced on the two largest, snapping their necks instantly. I drained the first and let the creature drop from my stone hands. I was just about to consume the second when I heard a familiar sound.

The light gentle sound of feet running at inhuman speed, only audible to vampire ears. My eyes instinctively scanned the surrounding forest for signs of danger.
It was then I heard their thoughts.
It’s only us, Edward. Jasper spoke in his head.
I stood up straight out of my hunting crouch.
A second later Alice skipped into the clearing, followed closely by my brother. She bounded over to me gracefully with a sparkling smile upon her face. She was overjoyed to see me.
Although she was happy, she had a shallow look in her eyes. I could see from her thoughts that she missed her best friend deeply.
Jasper remained distant – still feeling very guilty.

I was speechless for a minute. I was quite shocked to see them. I hadn’t been around others for awhile and it seemed I had lost my ability to speak.
Alice’s smile faltered as she processed my astonished expression.
I cleared my throat and eventually found my voice.
“Well hello, Alice.”
Her smile lit up again.
“Edward!” She squealed.
She wrapped her arms around me, so I picked her and span her around. I hadn’t realised how much I missed my favourite sister.
“I’m so glad you’re back.” She said as I set her back on her feet.
I began to protest by telling her that this was only a short visit.
“I know, I know.” She interrupted me. “You aren’t staying long.”
I gave her my best attempt at a grin that I could manage and turned to my brother.
“Hey Jazz.”
He smiled at me.
“Sorry we surprised you. Carlisle told Alice to wait for you to arrive at the house, but she was so excited that you were coming, that we couldn’t stop her.”
Alice stuck her tongue out at him.
“No, it’s okay.” I replied. “It’s good to see you both.”
Alice took my hand and led me over to Jasper. She grabbed one of his hands and together we set of running in the direction of the rest of our family, leaving the un-drained elk behind.

My family greeted me with open arms, even Rosalie gleamed at me as she appeared at the top of the stairs when Jasper, Alice and I walked in the house.

We all sat in the living room for hours.
I told my family that I had been wandering around the country and they didn’t press me for further details, which I was grateful for.
I didn’t talk much – I mainly listened as each member of my family told me what they had been doing while I had been gone.
Carlisle had been tutoring part time at Cornell University as well as working nights at a hospital.

Jasper was also at Cornell, but he was studying Philosophy. He was really enjoying it.

Esme had immersed herself in a new renovation project on a seventeenth century house she had located in the North of the city.

In a few days, Rosalie and Emmett were off on a second honeymoon to celebrate the tenth anniversary of their fifth wedding. They were going to Europe. Emmett was excited for the hunting possibilities.

Alice had been trying to reform her human life and where she had come from. She had managed to locate the asylum where she had been held captive but hadn’t visited the place yet. She had also discovered her real name – Mary Alice Brandon. Somehow I didn’t think it suited her.
All this had been made possible from what information James had provided in a videotape he made to entice me last Spring.
I winced at the memory of the ballet studio where James had almost killed my Bella – where I had also nearly taken her life myself.
I was thankful that Bella was no longer in the midst of our evil kind.

I found it difficult to learn that my family had all moved on with their lives whilst I was stuck in the darkness alone.

I let my thoughts wander as I went to my room.
Everyone else had things to do, where as I had nothing. I spent my days wandering round like a ghost. I needed a hobby or activity to focus on.

Thinking of the sadistic vampire luring Bella to that ballet studio gave me an idea.
James had been a tracker.
I had always found the concept of tracking truly interesting – maybe I should endeavour it as an activity, to occupy my mind from drowning in thoughts of Bella.

What or who should I track?
I had no idea where to begin exactly, what the process involved – I would need some sort of guidance, possibly from an experienced tracker.
Perhaps Carlisle had an acquaintance who could point me in the right direction?

James had been a highly skilled – his hunt was his obsession. Victoria, the woman who was in his coven, was his accomplice. I had been preoccupied reading James’s mind in the baseball clearing that day, so I hadn’t taken much notice of Victoria. I didn’t see her as a danger.

Victoria had aided James in his mission to take Bella from me, and for that she too deserved to die.
But she was still out there somewhere.
My main purpose flashed in my mind – Keep Bella safe.
I then knew what I had to do.
I was going to track Victoria.


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Chapter 9 is on Page 18
Chapter 10 is on Page 21
Chapter 11 is on Page 25
Chapter 12 is on Page 29
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Chapter 14 is on Page 37
Chapter 15 is on Page 42
Chapter 16 is on Page 46
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Chapter 18 is on Page 67
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Chapter 20 is on Page 74
Chapter 21 is on Page 86
Chapter 22 is on Page 96
Chapter 23 is on Page 101
Chapter 1 is on Page 107

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CHAPTER 1 - The Beginning of the End

CHAPTER 2 - Blood Lust

CHAPTER 3 - The End

Chapter 4, 5, 6 and 7 Are at the top of each page in the main section! [Above this!]

CHAPTER 8 - Annihilation

CHAPTER 9 - Focus

CHAPTER 10 - The Call

CHAPTER 11 - Black Hole

CHAPTER 12 - The Volturi

CHAPTER 13 - Judgement Day

CHAPTER 14 - Reconciliation

CHAPTER 15 - Reason

CHAPTER 16 - Deathly Circumstances

CHAPTER 17 - Premonition

CHAPTER 18 - Nightmare

CHAPTER 19 - Charlie

CHAPTER 20 - Imagination

CHAPTER 21 - Reassurance

CHAPTER 22 - Request

CHAPTER 23 - Proposal

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This chapter has been a long time coming... I know!
And I am sincerely apologetic to have made you all wait.
I have been extremely busy over the past 2 months, with my final year of University...I have mountains of work and assignments to do, so Dark Moon is not a priority at the moment. I will try my best to get the second chapter out as fast as possible, but it may be awhile!

I hope you like it!
Thankyou for your patience!


P.S. A very big thankyou to Nina for editing this chapter!

Me and Lian thought this newly released New Moon poster suited Dark moon VERY well, which is why I have included it!



Chapter 1 – The Beginning of the End

Being an immortal, time was rarely an issue for me.
It was an insignificant factor in my life; something that passed as others grew and my family and I remained unchanged.
Now that Bella was in my life, time an important commodity.
Bella, the human who aged while I was left trapped as a teenager.
When I was with Bella, time seemed to soar by and there was nothing I could do to prevent it.

Today was a special occasion; it was Bella’s eighteenth birthday.
However, Bella was adamant that she did not want to celebrate.
Several weeks previously, Bella had stated categorically that no effort should be made to mark the day. She had forbidden me and especially Alice from purchasing gifts or making any preparations to celebrate the event. We weren’t even allowed to wish her a happy birthday.
Alice had, of course, disobeyed all of Bella’s rules and demands. This morning in the parking lot at school she issued a loud and cheerful birthday greeting to Bella and announced that a family party was being held this evening in Bella’s honour.
Although I hadn’t impeded Alice’s plans, I hadn’t assisted either, not that Alice would ever let me or anyone else interfere with her project.
You would expect a person to be happy on the anniversary day of their birth. Bella was not pleased in the slightest
I was certain she would refuse to go.

My family were thrilled to commemorate someone’s birthday. For us it was something sacred; it represented the growth and transformation that was no longer part of our existence.
Emmett was the last one of us to celebrate a birthday, but that was over 60 years ago. It didn’t seem appropriate to congratulate ourselves for not aging by celebrating our vampire birthdays, so we just ignored them.
Emmett had insisted that he and Rosalie should be present and they had returned from their travels to be a part of the celebrations.
Alice loved any excuse to immerse herself in preparations for any event. There was no hope that Bella’s birthday would go unnoticed with Alice around. It was wishful thinking on Bella’s part, and I’m surprised Bella didn’t account for that.

I hadn’t voiced my concerns about the issue of time and not having enough of it to Bella. I knew the subject was tormenting her too. She was aging; getting older every day while I remained unchanged, frozen in my seventeen year old body for eternity. Bella’s concern over her aging was the reason she wanted to disregard her birthday, but pretence and ignorance could only work for so long. Ultimately reality would break through the façade. Ignoring Bella’s birthday would not prevent precious time from ticking away. Although, technically I could not reach the physical age of eighteen, I didn’t agree that Bella should dismiss her birthday.

The rain was drizzling down from the clouds that overshadowed Forks.
Bella and I had just finished our school day and were walking to the parking lot. We were heading to her house as she wanted to watch Romeo and Juliet; it was an excuse not to go to the party. When we reached Bella’s truck, I opened the passenger side door for her, as a polite gesture and to save her the hassle of having to drive her decrepit truck on her birthday. Bella folded her arms across her chest whilst an expression of annoyance crossed her face demonstrating her stubbornness and sour mood.
“It’s my birthday, don’t I get to drive?”
“I’m pretending it’s not your birthday, just as you wished.” I replied.
“If it’s not my birthday, then I don’t have to go to your house tonight...”
I knew Bella would be difficult about the get-together, but I wasn’t going to yield to her tonight. Normally I would consent to anything she wanted...within reason.
There was one specific thing that I was absolutely adamant Bella would never have.

I had to agree with Alice on this occasion. Bella should not overlook such a significant date in her life. Honestly, I felt like I should persuade Bella to celebrate, mostly because I felt guilty. If I didn’t exist Bella wouldn’t be worrying about something natural that occurs in human lives. My kind shouldn’t exist. I shouldn’t exist.
I was preventing Bella from living a normal human life, and I didn’t want to do that. But my love for her was too overpowering and I wasn’t strong enough to be apart from her. Therefore, I would proceed with Alice’s plans, and try to re-introduce the normality into Bella’s life.

“All right.” I said, before shutting the passenger door and walking round to the driver’s side. “Happy Birthday.” I declared as I opened the door for her.
“Shh.” She chastised me as she climbed dismally into her truck.
She was quiet on the journey to her house; the only sound was the grumbling engine of Bella’s outdated and rusty truck. It wasn’t a reliable or sensible vehicle for anyone, let alone Bella, a magnet for danger. I would have loved to buy her a new car for her birthday.

I decided to fill the silence between us, and hopefully distract her from her gloomy mood.
“Your radio has horrible reception.” I observed.
Bella frowned. “You want a nice stereo? Drive your own car.”
I suppressed a smile.
It would soon become clear to Bella why I was complaining about her radio.

It seemed that everyone had ignored Bella’s request for no presents at all. She had received the ones from her mother and father this morning. Although, Alice and I had been forbidden from purchasing her any birthday gifts, my other family members had not. It was most likely that Bella had not considered that they would have any interest in her birthday, she was wrong.
My parents had purchased Bella a pair of airline tickets to visit Renee; a suggestion from Alice. Emmett, Rosalie and Jasper had bought her a top of the range stereo for her truck.
Alice and I having discovered a loophole in Bella’s no buying gifts rule, had also got her a present.
The home made kind.
Not a penny spent and I had a distinct feeling that she would appreciate it.

As soon as Bella had parked her truck outside her house, I leaned over towards her and gently took her face in my hands, delicately tracing her facial features attempting to soothe her obvious anxiety.
Her heart pumped a little quicker in reaction to my touch.
“You should be in a good mood, today of all days.” I breathed.
“And if I don’t want to be in a good mood?” she replied, her breath ragged.
“Too bad.” I said as I leaned in closer to touch her lips to mine.
Bella threw her arms around my neck and pressed her lips harder against mine, increasing the intensity and passion of our kiss.
The softness of her lips.
The movements of her mouth.
The taste.
The overwhelming aroma of her blood as it raced through her veins.
All of this was more than enough to push me beyond the limits of my self control.

As the emotions threatened to overtake my body, I immediately but grudgingly released Bella’s face and unwound her arms from my neck.
“Be good, please.” I whispered against her cheek, before pressing my lips to hers for a final time; a swift kiss that set my throat on fire.
Bella had often articulated her disgruntled opinions on my rapid withdrawals from the physical element of our relationship; however it would not sway my decision not to take the risk and let my threshold be breached.
Her safety was at stake.
There was no doubt in my mind that I would kill her if I lost control.
Truth be told, I was taking a huge risk with what I actually allowed; exerting even the smallest expression of affection was a risk. On the other hand, it was not fair of me to deny Bella all of the physical delights of being in a loving relationship.
Selfishly, I wanted more, but Bella’s safety was considerably more important to me than my own happiness.

“Do you think I’ll ever get better at this? Will my heart ever stop trying to jump out of my chest whenever you touch me?” Bella asked, almost breathless.
Her heart pumped furiously, thrusting the sweet blood that I craved so desperately through her veins.
“I really hope not.” I replied, somewhat pleased with the effect I had on her. Although, it would be easier and safer for her if she didn’t react in such a way or even reciprocate my feelings towards her.
She rolled her eyes. “Let’s go and watch the Capulet’s and the Montague’s hack each other up, all right?”
“Your wish is my command.”
I exited the truck in a flash and sprinted round to the driver’s side before Bella could even open the door. We walked quietly hand in hand to her house. The silence was not uncomfortable, but I was. I had a feeling in the pit of my stomach; a familiar and unwelcome portent of unexpected and perilous events that were yet to occur.
But, it was not an unusual feeling; the potential for disaster was huge.
What could possibly be harmless about a vampire sharing a relationship with a fragile human? It was a startling sentiment, yet I was comforted by the fact that we were fortunate to have survived this long.

I lounged on the sofa as Bella started the movie. I did not care for the story of woe; Juliet and her Romeo. After studying it many times, the more preposterous it seemed. Their commitment was born out of love, but Romeo was foolish and had no honour in protecting his love. The star-crossed lovers died for nothing. Their relationship wasn’t dangerous; no deviant creatures stalked their lives.

Bella came to sit on the edge of the sofa, in front of me; I wrapped my arms around her pulling her gently backwards until we lay side by side. She shivered once, ever so slightly as the cold touch of my body registered against her warmth. There was a blanket hung over the back of the sofa; I pulled it to wrap around her.
I had experienced how vampire skin felt to humans – bitterly cold.
I vaguely recall how Carlisle’s skin felt, when I was human and barely alive.
It couldn’t be pleasant for Bella to be touching and feeling a block of ice, even if she wanted to but I thanked my lucky stars that she did.
Humans had to maintain a warm body temperature to be healthy.
Embracing my ice-cold form was not healthy.

“You know, I’ve never had much patience with Romeo.” I said.
“What’s wrong with Romeo?” Bella scoffed in exasperation.
“Well, first of all, he’s in love with this Rosaline – don’t you think it makes him seem a little fickle? And then, a few minutes after their wedding, he kills Juliet’s cousin. That’s not very brilliant. Mistake after mistake; could he have destroyed his own happiness any more thoroughly?”
Bella let out a sigh, clearly indicating that she did not concur with my judgment.
“Do you want me to watch this alone?”
“No, I’ll mostly be watching you, anyway. Will you cry?” As I spoke, I delicately stroked her smooth skin, relishing the feeling of warmth on my fingertips.
“Probably, if I’m paying attention.”
“I won’t distract you then.” I replied, before lightly kissing her hair.

I could view the movie in my mind, even though I was actually watching it on the screen. The majority of my attention was focused on Bella, always touching her and occasionally kissing her neck, hands, and hair. At the same time as I watched her reactions to the movie I whispered Romeo’s lines into her ear.

Bella cringed at the violence, and wept at the star-crossed lover’s suicide towards the end.
I chuckled lightly at her emotion.
She was so unequivocally human.
It was only a story.

“I’ll admit I do sort of envy him here.” I said, as I dried the tears from her cheeks.
“She’s very pretty.” Bella sniffed.
I jeered, hurt and incensed at the fact that Bella thought I was referring to Juliet’s appearance. As far as I was concerned there was no comparison, no-one could hold a candle to my Bella and her beauty.
“I don’t envy him the girl – just the ease of suicide.”
Bella’s mouth popped open in a gasp. “What?”
“It’s something I had to think about once, and I knew from Carlisle’s experience that it wouldn’t be simple. I’m not even sure how many times Carlisle tried to kill himself in the beginning...after he realised what he’d become...And he’s clearly still in excellent health.”
Suicide is for a vampire, apparently impossible.
I wasn’t quite sure why I was sharing this with Bella...probably to scare her, and make her realise that my family and I did not want to be what we are. We did not desire the existence that had been forced on us. Being with each other as a coven was the only thing we appreciated...we were a family.
We desperately held on to what humanity we had left. We wanted to be human.
My family didn’t want this life, I didn’t want this life and now that I had something to live for, I yearned to retain my humanity more than ever.
I had my Bella.

Bella squirmed in my arms uncomfortably and turned to face me.
“What are you talking about? What do you mean; this is something you had to think about once?”
The memory surfaced automatically in my mind. It took no conscious effort on my part to generate the mental images or the feelings that accompanied the pictures.
It was a vivid memory that took me back six months; back to the spring, the season of new beginnings and new life.
I was racing to find a missing Bella.
She had gone to a merciless vampire to sacrifice herself.
I was frantic, profoundly concerned for Bella’s safety; how could she be so careless?
No one would take her away from me.
I suppressed a growl of anger at the memory, before forcing myself out of my horrible reverie
It was extremely difficult to think about.
It was even harder to talk about.

“Last spring, when you were...nearly killed. Of course I was trying to focus on finding you alive, but part of my mind was making contingency plans. Like I said, it’s not easy for me as it is for a human.”
Confusion and fear washed over Bella.
She shook her head as if to moderate her own dark visions.
Bella’s fingers touched the scar on her hand...where James had almost...very nearly killed her or condemned her to a fate worse than death.

“Contingency plans?” Bella repeated my own words as a question.
I was surprised she didn’t automatically comprehend – there was nothing for me if Bella did not exist.
“Well, I wasn’t going to live without you...But I wasn’t sure how to do it – I knew Emmett and Jasper would never help... so I was thinking maybe I would go to Italy and do something to provoke the Volturi.”
Death would be peaceful compared to living in a world without my Bella.
“What is the Volturi?” Bella asked, her raised voice, edged with anger.
“The Volturi are a family; a very old, very powerful vampire family of our kind. They are the closest thing our world has to royalty I suppose. Carlisle lived with them briefly in his early years, in Italy before he settled in America.” I explained.
I had once given Bella a concise version of Carlisle’s history, and shown her pictures; one in particular was of Carlisle with Aro, Caius and Marcus – The impenetrable and indestructible Volturi leaders.
“Do you remember the story?” I asked Bella.
“Of course I remember.”
“Anyway, you don’t irritate the Volturi, not unless you want to die – or whatever it is we do.”
Bella grabbed my face between her hands. I stared into her horrified expression.
“You must never, never, ever think of doing anything like that again! No matter what might happen to me, you are not allowed to hurt yourself!” Bella demanded her voice was intense and filled with emotion.
“I’ll never put you in danger again, so it’s moot point.”
Bella’s voice grew louder with anger. “Put me in danger! I thought we established that all the bad luck is my fault?”
“What would you do, if the situation were reserved?” I challenged.
“That’s not the same.”
I let out a humourless laugh.
Bella was oblivious to my situation and the depth of my feelings for her.
She would never understand how much anguish just the thought of Bella meeting her death caused me.
“What if something did happen to you? Bella continued. “Would you want me to go off myself?”
Bella’s question caught me off guard.
The thought was beyond painful.
Of, course I wouldn’t want Bella to do that.
I didn’t consider that Bella’s feelings matched mine in the least.
However, it was different for me – I didn’t have the humanity to die.
I didn’t know if death could come to my kind, or even if our existence ended at all.

“I guess I see your point...a little.” I admitted. “But what would I do without you?”
“Whatever you were doing before I came along and complicated your existence.”
“You make it sound so easy.” I sighed.
“It should be. I’m not really that interesting.” Bella replied.
I opened my mouth to dispute Bella’s silly statement, but I was interrupted by the sound of Bella’s father’s police cruiser driving down the street. It was futile to argue the matter with Bella. She would undoubtedly remain difficult and uncompromising.
“Moot point.” Was all I said bringing the subject to a close.
I gently pulled Bella up to sit in a more respectable position on the sofa.
“Charlie?” Bella presumed.
I smiled at her comprehension of my actions.

Bella and I stayed at her house for dinner, even though I didn’t eat.
Charlie was rarely suspicious at my obvious lack of appetite. My hunger, or rather my thirst, was for the fluid that flowed temptingly through human veins, especially those beneath the balmy porcelain skin of his sweet daughter.
The reason for Charlie’s lack of suspicions was because he had seen the physical size of my brother Emmett, and thought our parents obviously fed us more than a satisfactory amount. I had found that particular thought quite amusing.

Although I knew he would agree without hesitation; as a courtesy I sought Charlie’s permission to take Bella to my house for the evening. I read only relief in his thoughts, he was quite glad he wouldn’t have to worry about entertaining Bella on her birthday.

This time Bella did not refuse as I opened the passenger side door of the truck. On the journey to my house, I groaned inwardly several times at the restricted speed and mechanical groans coming from the ancient truck. I wished I’d brought my own car, it was a pleasure to drive compared to this rusty relic.
“Take it easy.” Bella cautioned me as I attempted to accelerate again.
“You know what you would love? A nice little Audi coupe, very quiet, lots of power...”
“There’s nothing wrong with my truck.” Bella interceded. “And speaking of expensive nonessentials, if you know what’s good for you, you didn’t spend any money on birthday presents.”
“Not a dime.” I replied honestly.
I hadn’t even bought the blank CD; Jasper had hundreds.
“Can you do me a favour?” I asked, sensing Bella’s lack of enthusiasm.
“That depends on what it is.”
I sighed at her obstinacy. “Bella, the last real birthday any of us had was Emmett in 1935. Cut us a little slack, and don’t be difficult tonight. They’re all very excited.”
“Fine, I’ll behave.”
“I probably should warn you...” I started. Bella wouldn’t appreciate any surprises.
“Please do.”
“When I say they’re all excited...I do mean all of them.”
“Everyone?” Bella choked out, startled. “I thought Emmett and Rosalie were in Africa.”
“Emmett wanted to be here.”
“But...Rosalie? Bella replied hesitantly.
“I know, Bella. Don’t worry; she’ll be on her best behaviour.”
It was true that my sister had shown significant hostility and aversion towards Bella, mainly due to envy. It had altered our sibling relationship substantially.

I decided a topic change was required as the thought of Rosalie made Bella feel anxious.
“So, if you won’t let me get you the Audi, isn’t there anything that you would like for your birthday?”
“You know what I want.” Bella whispered.
I grimaced.
Bella would not receive vampirism ever, and certainly not as a gift.
It was not a present.
It was an abomination.
Bella had voiced her opinions on the subject many times. She was willing to sacrifice her life to become like me.
A vampire.
“Not tonight, Bella. Please.”
“Well, maybe Alice will give me what I want.”
I growled deeply, infuriated by the thought.
Alice would never change Bella, nor would any other member of my family.
I would never ever allow it to happen.
“This isn’t going to be your last birthday, Bella.”
“That’s not fair!” Bella squeaked.
I clamped my teeth together to prevent an argument which would be inevitable if I replied.

Bella groaned as we arrived at the house and noticed the decorations.
Alice had been rather too extravagant with the party preparations and décor; especially for someone who had no intention of celebrating their birthday.
“This is a party. Try and be a good sport.” I prompted.

I exited the truck and sped round the other side to help Bella out.
“I have a question.” She said as I opened the door.
I waited with apprehension for her to continue.
“If I develop this film, will you show up in the picture?” Bella asked warily, as she stared at the camera she had received from Charlie for her birthday.
I burst out laughing, and my trepidation disintegrated.
She had taken a photograph of me before we had left her house.
Although we were technically dead, my kind still physically existed. We could still have an impact on this human world.
I suppose the details of my very existence made Bella curious because until a few months ago, as far as Bella new, vampires were mythological creatures confined to bad horror movies and Victorian novels.

I was still chuckling as we walked into the house.
My family greeted Bella in unison with a harmonious ‘Happy Birthday.’
Her mouth fell open in shock as she took in her surroundings.
A party in a house full of vampires must have been rather overwhelming.
I kissed her head and put my arm around her waist in a comforting gesture.
She could at least look a little pleased. Alice told me in her mind.
I shot her a quick glare, which went unnoticed by Bella because Esme has come forward to gently hug her.
“Sorry about this, Bella. We couldn’t rein Alice in.” Carlisle said as he put his arm round Bella’s shoulders he chuckled lightly in his mind.
There was no force strong enough to rein Alice in.
Alice was in an exuberant mood, desperately wanting to completely smother Bella in birthday related festivities, but she was fleetingly interrupted by Emmett.
“You haven’t changed at all.”
“Thanks a lot, Emmett.” Bella blushed.
Same old Bella. Emmett thought, before speaking aloud. “I have to step out for a second. Don’t do anything funny while I’m gone.” He said to Bella, as he winked at Alice.
My brother and sister had contrived a plan to overcome Bella’s resistance to accepting gifts.
“I’ll try.” Bella replied.
Alice saw her chance and bounded forward.
“Time to open presents.” She chimed.
“Alice, I know I told you I didn’t want anything -” Bella moaned.
“But I didn’t listen.” My sister giggled. “Open it.” She urged as she thrust the gift into Bella’s hands.
Reluctantly Bella tore off the lavish wrapping while the rest of us watched.
A mask of confusion cloaked her face when she opened the box to find it empty.
“Um...thanks.” Bella mumbled.
There was a murmur of laughter, and Jasper explained.
“It’s a stereo for your truck. Emmett is installing it right now so that you can’t return it.”
“Thanks, Jasper, Rosalie.” Bella smiled sweetly. “Thanks, Emmett.” She called in a louder voice, aware that he would be able to hear her from outside.
Emmett’s deep laugh filled the room, which made Bella chuckle too. She seemed to be slightly more relaxed now; maybe she would enjoy her birthday after all.

“Open mine and Edward’s next.” Alice said excitedly, as everyone gathered around us.
Bella turned swiftly to look at me with an accusing glare in her eyes.
“You promised.”
“Just in time.” Emmett beamed as he sped back into the room.
“I didn’t spend a dime.” I assured Bella as I stroked a piece of hair from her face.
She turned back to Alice, and took a deep breath.
“Give it to me.” She demanded.
I chuckled silently along with Jasper; Emmett laughed aloud.
My sister smiled brightly as she gave the gift to a reluctant Bella.
I heard Bella’s finger scrape beneath the paper and the gentle hiss as it sliced into her delicate skin.
The luscious scent hit me with the impact of a boulder.
In an instant everything changed completely, the light atmosphere of the party evaporated and was replaced by a dark and deadly presence.
There were now lethal predators in the room.
And I was one of them.


Thankyou for reading! I really hoped you liked it!

Chapter 2 coming soon!
i just read chapter 1 and i have to say you are amazing! the way you write Edward is great! but im so confused.. did you start with a later chapter?
Yes I started with a later chapter.
I started on chapter 3 of New Moon, because I was only going to write that chapter from Edward's POV, but thn I decided to continue.

Sophie xx
I agree. Just reading chapter 1 alone you are very talented and you write similar to SM. Great Job I look forward to reading the rest of Dark Moon
Hi!! Thanks a lot for such a nice text.
I`m in doubt now - this is the 1st chapter as you started from 3rd? Some links above are not working - can`t open chapters 12, 13, 15, 16, 18 ... end.
Can you check them?
Thanks once again,
LoVe iT LoVe iT LoVe iT!!!!!!
can't wait for MORE!!!!!!
Thankyou for the comments! =)

Sophie xx
wait i'm confused, why r u writing the birthday from the beginning of new moon
Yes, I started from the 3rd chapter of New Moon, because I was only going to write that chapter from Edward's POV, but thn I decided to continue.
I have checked the links and they seem to be working for me. Above the links are the page nummbers that the chapters are on.
Thankyou for reading!

Sophie xx
wow, left in suspense just like the book, only with the book, i just tuned the page!!! lol this is really good, can't wait to read more!!!
Yes...I like to leave people in suspense LOL

Sophie xx


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