Elena Swan in twilight

Facing James and rescue.

Elena's POV: (Opening thoughts)

I'd never given much thought to how I'd die. But dying in the place of someone I love seems like a good way to go. I can't bring myself to regret the decisions that brought me face to face with death. They also brought me to Edward.

*Elena Swan*

As I get out of the taxi after I had paid the guy, I take out my can of pepper spray and shake it. You never know it might help. I then turn it so its open and I can spray it as quickly as possible.

I take a deep breath and place the spray back into my pocket. Then I head into the dance studio. I close the door behind me hoping to look more brave then I actually am right now.

I look around as I go further in and then a familiar voice says. "Elena? Elena? Elena, where are you?"

MUM!!

"Mom!!" I yell as she continues to call out to me and I race. "Mom?"

"There you are," I hear her say but what is said next confuses me. "What are you doing in here?"

Oh no!

"Everyone makes fun of me," a voice I recognize as a younger version of me says.

I open some cupboard doors to see that James has a video set there. He is playing home videos of my moms. This particular one is all about when I ran from Ballet practice when people picked on me.

He tricked me and I am all alone. I ignore the rest of the video as I hear a laugh behind me and I turn to see James stood there.

"That's my favorite part," he says as he stands there smirking at me. "You were a stubborn child weren't you? Hm?"

He walks towards me and touches me gently but I still flinch. He then places his hand on my shoulder and say. "She's not even here."

"No," he says moving me against the mirror and he breathes in my scent. "Sorry. You know but you really made it too easy. So, to make things more entertaining. I'm gonna make a little video of our time together. I borrowed this from your house," he holds up a video camera and turns it on. "I hope you don't mind. Good. And.... action. That'll break Edward's little heart."

Up until this point I hadn't moved to look into the camera or even spoke. This does not involve Edward.

"EDWARD HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS!" I yell trying to move but he just shoves me back.

"But he does," he says smiling and laughing right in my face and messing with me. " Oh his rage will make for a more interesting sport than his feeble attempt to protect you. And let's continue."

I grab my pepper spray out of my pocket. I then quickly raise it and spray it in his face and run. I hear him growl but I do not turn. I hear a woosh and then he appears in front of me. He had literally jumped over me.

Oh god he looks pissed that I had done that.

He grabs me and throws me into a pillar and I feel a shot of pain shoot up my back and head. Oh god that hurt. I put my hand to my head as I groan. I see blood as I pull it back and look at it.

"Beautiful," James says coming towards with the camera still in his hand and I try to get up but I am really dizzy so I turn over to face him at least. "Very visually dynamic. I chose my stage well," he leans down in front of me and grabs my hand covered in blood. He grunts at the smell. "Too bad he didn't have the strength to turn you," I pull my hand out of his grasp. "Instead he kept you this fragile little human. It's cruel really," he smiles at me and then he crushes my left leg in his hand. I begin to scream at the pain. "Tell Edward how much it hurts! Tell him to avenge you! Tell him!"