Summary: After fight in Eclipse. Jacobs imprints on Edward after saving Edwards life. Edward declines the imprint but what's causing the strange things happening to him?

AN: Victoria's venom is deadly and can kill a vampire. Read and enjoy!

My Vietnam

Edward POV

Out of my eye corner I watched as Riley's foot connected to Seth's side but I never took my eyes off of Victoria. Behind me I heard a few stones come loose from the rock work with the force of Seth's body hitting them. In front of me Victoria snarled while lunging for my throat. I knew all Bella would be able to see was a blur of white. Skilfully I dodged out of the way while throwing here up against a large oak which snapped and narrowly missed landing on her.

Snow fell from the tree covering her but not distracting me. No, something else did. Around where the rocks had fallen I heard a scuffling sound as well as what seemed to be something scraping against flesh. Whirling around I spotted Bella testing a sharp looking rock by scrapping it up and down her arm. With only the minimum amount of pressure it was already creating deep scratches, but not deep enough to dram blood. Any more pressure and it would without a doubt.

Everything went in slow motion. Riley advanced towards Seth, Victoria once again lunged at me but I paid her no attention. Instead I was focused on what Bella was doing. More pressure was applied which in turn caused it to slice into the soft flesh of her upper arm. Blood oozed from the gash but quickened up as more timed passed.

I wanted to scream at her to run, to hide to do anything but my voice was lodged in my throat. Effortlessly Victoria knocked me to the ground her teeth inches away from my throat.

"I don't have to kill her of you right away. That's why I didn't go after the blood. There's two ways to kill a vampire one of which everybody knows the other is my secret." Struggling to get up I failed, she was stronger than me because of the human blood she so greedily consumed. Pinning my arms to the floor she lifted my head while slamming it onto the hard stone underneath the snow. Venom seeped down the back of my head but I ignored the pain that accompanied it.

As her teeth sunk into my skin I thought she would just kill me the old fashioned way of ripping me to pieces. Of course how could I be so stupid to wish that that was the case? Victoria's teeth stayed lodged into my throat for five seconds as I felt an exchange being made. My venom was being sucked out against my will while hers was going into my system.

Shame filled me as I watched at the mercy of my captor as she drained me. Again, if only I was that lucky. After what seemed like years she reluctantly pulled her teeth from my neck. That's when it all started. It was the opposite of transforming into a vampire where the flames licked at your body. This time icy daggers shot through my system. If possible my frozen heart dropped in temperature as the pain consumed me.

Even though I shouldn't need to breathe I felt myself needing the precious oxygen only this time not being able to get it. It's funny that isn't it? When you need something you can have it but when you don't you can have as much of it as you please? Gasping for breath like a fish out of water I tried to hold back my screams as it would only cause me to lose the air I needed.

Feeling my eyes roll into my head the last thing I saw was Victoria tearing Bella limb from limb. Even though I was in the darkness I could still feel everything, hear everything, smell everything. The only comfort I had was that Bella had died a relatively painless death as her heart would have given in from shock as soon as the first limb was torn off.

Transforming into a vampire would be better than this, anything would be better than this. My breathing was hitching from the need of oxygen while unable to have it. One painful shard had me raised of the ground while my arms and legs stayed locked to the surface of the snow. Yelling out for some on to kill me I felt something wet nudging me in the side. Trying to pick out who it was through their thoughts was impossible as everyone's came at me in one big rush causing the pain to be doubled and I yelled out again.

Flashbacks came of our time when it was just me and Carlisle and we were in Vietnam. The screams of the dying, the cries of the children who lost parents, the yells for doctors to save them. I was selfish to think that sort of pain wouldn't hurt me because I was invincible. Those were emotional pains where as my body is witnessing my own Vietnam.

Painfully I opened my eyes only to see a sandy coloured wolf. Looking at him fearfully I urged him to go to the others. Instead he whined while grabbing what was left of my shirt. Throwing me onto his back the warmth of the fur did little to warm up the icy shards. The sudden movement caused only more pain to follow. Pulling on his fur to try take the pain out on some one else caused a sharp whine to come from the wolf. Trapped in my own icy hell I screamed out more.