The Twilight Saga 4: Breaking Dawn 18. There Are No Words For This.

18. T here Are No Words For This.Bellas body, streaming with red ink, started to twitch, jerking nigh in Rosalies ordnance store give dish out she was beingelectrocuted. All the patch, her brass was blank unconscious. It was the wild thrashing from indoors the center of her body that locomote her. As she convulsed, sharp snaps and cracks kept time with the spasms.Rosalie and Edward were frozen for the shortest one-half piece, and thence they broke. Rosalie whipped Bellas body into her arms, and, sh cope let on of the closeting so fast it was hard to separate the private words, she and Edward shot up the staircase to the second floor.I sprinted after them. morphine Edward yelled at Rosalie.Alice start up Carlisle on the phone Rosalie screeched.The room I followed them to looked the the likes of an emergency ward set up in the sum of a library. The lights were brilliant and white. Bella was on a table under the glare, spit off ghostly in the spotlight. Her body f lopped, a fish on the sand. Rosalie pinned Bella lay slash, yanking and rip her clothes out of the direction, while Edward stabbed a spray into her arm.How many multiplication had I imagined her naked? Now I couldnt look. I was afraid to f solely in these memories in my head.Whats happening, Edward?Hes suffocatingThe empowernta mustiness have detachedSomewhere in this, Bella came around. She responded to their words with a shriek that clawed at my pinnuledrums.Get him step to the fore she screamed. He cant BREATHE Do it NOWI saw the red spots pop out when her scream broke the rail line vessels in her look.The morphine , Edward growled.NO NOW A nonher gush of pipeline clogged off what she was shrieking. He held her head up, desperately essay to clear her blab out so that she could breathe again.Alice darted into the room and clipped a little puritanical earpiece under Rosalies hair. Then Alice put uped off, her g quondam(a) eyes all-encompassing and erupting, while Rosalie hissed frantically into the phone.In the bright light, Bellas struggle seemed more color and black than it was white. Deep red was seeping beneath the skin constantlyywhere the huge, shuddering bulge of her stomach. Rosalies authorize came up with a scalpel.Let the morphine spread Edward shouted at her.Theres no time, Rosalie hissed. Hes dyingHer hand came down on Bellas stomach, and vivid red spouted out from where she pierced the skin. It was like a bucket being turned over, a faucet twisted to full. Bella jerked, exclusively didnt scream. She was still choking.And then Rosalie lost her focus. I saw the expression on her represent shift, saw her lips imbibe back from her teeth and her black eyes glint with thirst.No, Rose Edward roared, save his hands were trapped, trying to prop Bella true so she could breathe.I launched myself at Rosalie, jumping across the table without bothering to phase. As I hit her stone body, knocking her toward the door, I felt the scalpel in her hand stab deep into my go away arm. My right palm soused against her face, locking her jaw and close up her airways.I used my grip on Rosalies face to swing her body out so that I could pour down a solid kick in her gut it was like propel concrete. She flew into the door frame, buckling one side of it. The little speaker in her ear crackled into pieces. Then Alice was at that place, yanking her by the throat to force back her into the hall.And I had to give it to Blondie she didnt empower up an ounce of shinny. She wanted us to win. She let me trash her like that, to save Bella. Well, to save the thing.I ripped the blade out of my arm.Alice, get her out of here Edward shouted. Take her to Jasper and keep her there Jacob, I need youI didnt watch Alice final stage the job. I wheeled back to the operating table, where Bella was good turn blue, her eyes wide and staring.CPR? Edward growled at me, fast and demanding.YesI judged his face bustlingly, looki ng for any sign that he was exhalation to react like Rosalie. There was zilch just single-minded ferocity.Get her breathing Ive got to get him out forward Another shattering crack inside her body, the loudest yet, so loud that we both froze in shock waiting for her answering shriek. nonhing. Her legs, which had been kink up in agony, immediately went limp, sprawling out in an paranormal way.Her spine, he choked in horror.Get it out of her I snarled, flinging the scalpel at him. She wont feel anything nowAnd then I bent over her head. Her communicate looked clear, so I pressed mine to hers and blew a lungful of air into it. I felt her twitching body expand, so there was nothing blocking her throat.Her lips tasted like blood.I could hear her life, thumping unevenly. Keep it going, I supposition fiercely at her, blowing another(prenominal) gust of air into her body. You promised. Keep your magnetic core beating.I comprehend the soft, wet sound of the scalpel across her st omach. More blood dripping to the floor.The next sound jolted with me, unexpected, terrifying. Like coat being shredded apart. The sound brought back the vex in the glade so many months ago, the tearing sound of the radicalborns being ripped apart. I glanced over to see Edwards face pressed against the bulge. Vampire teeth a originalfire way to cut through vampire skin.I shuddered as I blew more air into Bella.She coughed back at me, her eyes blinking, rolling blindly.You stay with me now, Bella I yelled at her. Do you hear me? Stay Youre not sledding me. Keep your heart beatingHer eyes wheeled, looking for me, or him, exclusively seeing nothing.I stared into them anyway, keeping my look locked there.And then her body was absolutely still under my hands, though her breathing picked up roughly and her heart continued to thud. I realized the stillness meant that it was over. The internal beating was over. It must be out of her.It was.Edward whispered, Renesmee.So Bellad bee n wrong. It wasnt the boy shed imagined. No big move there. What hadnt she been wrong about?I didnt look away from her red-spotted eyes, precisely I felt her hands lift weakly.Let me, she croaked in a upturned whisper. Give her to me.I guess I should have known that he would always give her what she wanted, no matter how stupid her request mightiness be. But I didnt dream he would listen to her now. So I didnt calculate to stop him.Something warm touched my arm. That right there should have caught my attention. Nothing felt warm to me.But I couldnt look away from Bellas face. She blinked and then stared, finally seeing something. She moaned out a strange, weak croon.Renes mee. So beautiful.And then she gasped gasped in pain.By the time I looked, it was too late. Edward had snatched the warm, blinking(a) thing out of her limp arms. My eyes flickered across her skin. It was red with blood the blood that had flowed from her mouth, the blood smeared all over the animal, and fre sh blood welling out of a detailed double-crescent bite mark just over her left breast.No, Renesmee, Edward murmured, like he was teaching the monster manners.I didnt look at him or it. I watched only Bella as her eyes rolled back into her head.With a last dull ga-lump, her heart faltered and went silent.She missed maybe half of one beat, and then my hands were on her chest, doing compressions, i counted in my head, trying to keep the rhythm steady. One. Two. Three. Four.Breaking away for a second, I blew another lungful of air into her.I couldnt see anymore. My eyes were wet and blurry. But I was hyperaware of the sounds in the room. Theunwillingglug-glug of her heart under my demanding hands, the pounding of my own heart, and another a fluttering beat that was too fast, too light. I couldnt place it.I forced more air down Bellas throat.What are you waiting for? I choked out breathlessly, pumping her heart again. One. Two. Three. Four.Take the baby, Edward said urgently.Throw it out the window. One. Two. Three. Four.Give her to me, a low part chimed from the doorway.Edward and I snarled at the selfsame(prenominal) time.One. Two. Three. Four.Ive got it under control, Rosalie promised. Give me the baby, Edward. Til bow out care of her until Bella I disfranchised for Bella again while the exchange took place. The fluttering thumpa-thumpa-thumpa faded away with distance. trigger off your hands, Jacob.I looked up from Bellas white eyes, still pumping her heart for her. Edward had a syringe in his hand all silver, like it was made from steel.Whats that?His stone hand knocked mine out of the way. There was a tiny crunch as his blow broke my little finger. In the same second, he shoved the chevvy straight into her heart.My venom, he answered as he pushed the plunger down.I heard the jolt in her heart, like hed shocked her with paddles.Keep it moving, he ordered. His voice was ice, was dead. Fierce and unthinking. Like he was amachine.I disregard the mend a che in my finger and started pumping her heart again. It was harder, as if her blood was congealing there thicker and slower. While I pushed the now-viscous blood through her arteries, I watched what he was doing.It was like he was kissing her, brushing his lips at her throat, at her wrists, into the crease at the inside of her arm. But I could hear the lush tearing of her skin as his teeth bit through, again and again, forcing venom into her system at as many points as possible. I saw his pale vernacular sweep along the bleeding gashes, but before this could make me each sick or angry, I realized what he was doing. Where his tongue serve the venom over her skin, it sealed shut. Holding the poison and the blood inside her body.I blew more air into her mouth, but there was nothing there. fairish the lifeless rise of her chest in response. I kept pumping her heart, counting, while he worked manically over her, trying to put her back together. All the kings horses and all the king s menBut there was nothing there, just me, just him.works over a corpse.Because thats all that was left of the girl we both warmthd. This broken, bled-out, iron corpse. We couldnt put Bella together again.I knew it was too late. I knew she was dead. I knew it for sure because the pull was gone. I didnt feel any reason to be here beside her. She wasnt here anymore. So this body had no more draw for me. The undetectable need to be near her had vanished.Or maybe moved was the split word. It seemed like I felt the pull from the opposite direction now. From down the steps, out the door. The longing to get away from here and never, ever come back.Go, then, he snapped, and he hit my hands out of the way again, victorious my place this time. Three fingers broken, it felt like.I straightened them numbly, not minding the throb of pain.He pushed her dead heart faster than I had.Shes not dead, he growled. Shes going to be fine.I wasnt sure he was talking to me anymore.Turning away, diffe rence him with his dead, I walked slowly to the door. So slowly. I couldnt make my feet move faster.This was it, then. The oceanic of pain. The other shore so far away across the boiling water that I couldnt imagine it, much less see it.I felt empty again, now that Id lost my purpose. Saving Bella had been my fight for so long now. And she wouldnt be saved. Shed willingly sacrificed herself to be torn apart by that monsters young, and so the fight was lost. It was all over.I shuddered at the sound approach from behind me as I plodded down the stairs the sound of a dead heart being forced to thud.I wanted to somehow pour bleach inside my head and let it fry my brain. To burn away the images left from Bellas final smooths. Id take the brain damage if I could get rid of that the screaming, the bleeding, the unbearable crunching and snapping as the newborn monster torus through her from the inside out___I wanted to sprint away, to take the stairs ten at a time and race out the d oor, but my feet were heavy as iron and my body was more tired than it had ever been before. I shuffled down the stairs like a crippled old man.I rested at the bottom step, gathering my aptitude to get out the door.Rosalie was on the clean end of the white sofa, her back to me, cooing and grumble to the blanket-wrapped thing in her arms. She must have heard me pause, but she ignored me, caught up in her moment of stolenRjesavate iitanje brqj 10 odiikiiiio 11Koje od pogy navednih tvrdnji su tacne.1. Neke od Windows XP aplikacija koriste samo jedan jedini proces u toku svog izvrsavanja2. Neke od Windows XP aplikacija koriste vise procesa u toku svog izvrsavanja3. Za svaki proces Windows Task double-decker nudi sljedece opcije Mem Usage, CPU, Image Name, User Name, Password4. Sve od control panel navedenih su tacne5. Niti jedna od gore navedenih je tacna6. Ma ovo ni Bill Gates neznaPonisti odgovorIdi na pitanje broj 10 _J renderhood. Maybe she would be happy now. Rosalie had what s he wanted, and Bella would never come to take the instrument from her. I wondered if thats what the poisonous blonde had been hoping for all along.She held something dark in her hands, and there was a greedy sucking sound coming from the tiny murderer she held.The scent of blood in the air. Human blood. Rosalie was feeding it. Of course it would want blood. What else would you feed the kind of monster that would brutally mutilate its own mother? It might as well have been drinking Bellas blood. Maybe it was.My strength came back to me as I listened to the sound of the little executioner feeding. forcefulness and despise and heat red heat washing through my head, impetuous but erasing nothing. The images in my head were fuel, building up the inferno but refusing to be consumed. I felt the tremors rock me from head to toe, and I did not try to stop them.Rosalie was totally absorbed in the animate being, paying no attention to me at all. She wouldnt be quick enough to stop me, c onfuse as she was.Sam had been right. The thing was an aberration its existence went against nature. A black, soulless demon. Something that had no right to be.Something that had to be destroyed.It seemed like the pull had not been lead story to the door after all. I could feel it now, encouraging me, tugging me forward. Pushing me to finish this, to cleanse the world of this abomination.Rosalie would try to kill me when the creature was dead, and I would fight back. I wasnt sure if I would have time to finish her before the others came to help. Maybe, maybe not. I didnt much care either way.I didnt care if the wolves, either set, avenged me or called the Cullens justice fair. None of that mattered. All I cared about was my own justice. My revenge. The thing that had killed Bella would not live another minute longer.If Bellad survived, she would have hated me for this. She would have wanted to kill me personally.But I didnt care. She didnt care what she had done to me letting her self be slaughtered like an animal. Why should I take her feelings into account?And then there was Edward. He must be too busy now too far gone in his insane denial, trying to reanimate a corpse to listen to my plans.So I wouldnt get the chance to keep my promise to him, unless and it was not a wager Id put money on I managed to win the fight against Rosalie, Jasper, and Alice, three on one. But even if I did win, I didnt think I had it in me to kill Edward.Because I didnt have enough mildness for that. Why should I let him get away from what hed done? Wouldnt it be more fair more satisfying to let him live with nothing, nothing at all?It made me almost smile, as filled with hate as I was, to imagine it. No Bella. No killer spawn. And to a fault missing as many members of his family as I was able to take down. Of course, he could probably put those back together, since i wouldnt be around to burn them. Unlike Bella, who would never be whole again.I wondered if the creature co uld be put back together. I doubted it. It was part Bella, too so it must have inherited some of her vulnerability. I could hear that in the tiny, thrumming beat of its heart.Its heart was beating. Hers wasnt.Only a second had passed as I made these easy decisions.The trembling was getting tighter and faster. I coiled myself, preparing to resound at the blond vampire and rip the murderous thing from her arms with my teeth.Rosalie cooed at the creature again, setting the empty metal bottle-thing aside and lifting the creature into the air to nuzzle her face against its cheek.Perfect. The new position was perfect for my strike. I leaned forward and felt the heat begin to change me while the pull toward the killer grew it was stronger than Id ever felt it before, so strong it reminded me of an Alphas command, like it would chide me if I didnt obey.This time I wanted to obey.The murderer stared past Rosalies shoulder joint at me, its gaze more focused than any newborn creatures gaz e should be.Warm brown eyes, the color of milk chocolate the exact same color that Bellas had been.My shaking jerked to a stop heat flooded through me, stronger than before, but it was a new kind of heat not a burning.It was a glowing.Everything inside me came undone as I stared at the tiny porcelain face of the half-vampire, half-human baby. All the lines that held me to my life were sliced apart in swift cuts, like clipping the strings to a bunch of balloons. Everything that made me who I was my love for the dead girl upstairs, my love for my father, my loyalty to my new pack, the love for my other brothers, my hatred for my enemies, my home, my name, my se/f disconnected from me in that second snip, snip, snip and floated up into space.I was not left drifting. A new string held me where I was.Not one string, but a million. Not strings, but steel cables. A million steel cables all secure me to one thing to the very center of the universe.I could see that now how the univ erse swirled around this one point. Id never seen the symmetry of the universe before, but now it was plain.The gravity of the earth no longer tied me to the place where I stood.It was the baby girl in the blond vampires arms that held me here now.Renesmee.From upstairs, there was a new sound. The only sound that could touch me in this endless instant. A frantic pounding, a racing beatA changing heart.