This is a following to ©Bella Is Sick. As I've mentioned in my previous Twilight adaptation, I was just exploring possibilities that could have been included in the Twilight Saga such as natural disasters, illnesses etc. Anything to put Bella's life in jeopardy because like many others out there, I love to see--or rather, read about--the stereotypical 'Edward saves Bella' kind of thing. ;) Anyway, in this adaptation, it is focussed mainly on the chapter when Bella was attacked by a group and Edward comes roaring in his volvo, just twisted 180 degrees around--what would happen if Bella could actually protect herself because she was trained in martial arts? Enjoy!
I was strutting around, trying to locate the bookshop. I had visited the library during my first week here in Forks, but it was so poorly stocked that I didn't even bother to get a card. I thought coming up to Port Angeles would solve the no-books-to-read problem, but apparently not. If the bookshop's so small that I can't even find it, then wouldn't it have a limited number of books? While I was trying to make sense of the map-the vocal one that Jessica had kindly provided me with-I caught several guys staring at me. They were hanging out in a huge gang, the kind that terrified me. One of them, who was wearing a black ensemble and a pair of dark tinted glasses, whistled and hooted when I passed. I rolled my eyes and continued. Not that my stomach didn't lurch in fear when I did that blase move. It very obviously did, to my utter embarrassment. At least no one knew that. I carried on with my search for the book store and rounded a corner when I couldn't see it. I was vaguely aware of the men following behind. Their less-than-quiet footsteps quickly gave them away. But I was in no hurry to rush; why would I when I could simply bash their noses into their heads? I kept on finding and looking and searching for the microscopic book store-that, I was now very sure, could not possibly have a steady supply of classics-but to no avail. The footsteps were close; the men were catching up. I quickened my pace habitually, only to realise when I rounded another corner, that I wasn't being followed. I was being ambushed-for lack of a better word. The group had dispatched and they were now forming a circle around me, watching my every move. I was a little afraid, but hurriedly pushed that thought away before it could show up on my face; I was certain that the sadistic boys-as they looked around my age-would laugh their heads off at my fear. I tensed, my muscles locked into place. They continued circling me, though it was less obvious now. They were obviously not going to let up. So... I recalled my practice with the sinseh masters-they had taught me how to fight. I could remember with perfect clarity and used it now. The first kick was aimed at the one nearest to me; I karate-chopped the second. The rest were taken down before I could even lay one finger on them-they were too scared that I knew how to fight. Hah! Cowards! Before I could throw a punch directly in the face-there was one more left-I was suddenly flung in the air. My head went abruptly dizzy as my back hit against the barbed fence. Thankfully, I caught myself by intertwining my fingers with the sharp wire before I could crumple into a heap on the ground. I immediately zoomed in on that one guy-he was extremely unlucky today.
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©Bella Knows Martial Arts, 2008
Adaptation of Twilight Saga
Book: Twilight Saga, the first book
Original Author: Stephenie Meyer
Publisher: Little Brown and Co
No Copyright Infringement Intended
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