List of Is's powers:
-move objects with mind
-can fly
-control, manipulate, sense, and make fire, electricity, water, wood, air, sound, light, odor, and steel
-make new memories (can "push" thoughts into anyone)
-wipe & create anyone's memories
-block anyone's powers from being used on her
-heal anyone, just not the dead and the ones who've already moved on
-can phase herself, others, and objects
-super human strength
-knows every martial arts there is
-fastest runner, even faster than a vamp
-super sensitive hearing
-can control her eyes…can see in the back of her head, close her eyes and x-ray vision
-amazing pin-point vision
CHAPTER 1
I walk down the hall. While I'm halfway down, I do a "pushing" motion with my hands to push the wind down the doors to open for me. I fly down the rest of the way and land quietly in the room. I am in the MIA headquarters in the main office. My parents are behind a huge mahogany desk, looking prim and neat, ready to tell me my next mission. I look behind me and close the doors. I slowly clap my hands together and all the curtains close. I know this is a very important meeting and we need our privacy. I say "Lights" and all the lights in the room turn on.
"Is," my father says behind his big desk, with my mother, while I stand in the middle of his office, "I have a new mission for you. Have you heard about the killings in Forks? The ones about vampires killing humans?" Charlie asks while tossing a file full of papers, photos, and articles on his desk. I did a "come here" motion with my finger, and the whole file floated towards me. I opened my arms to pull the file's contents out. Every paper, photo, and article floated around me, circling me. My eyes quickly scanned each and every piece of scrap. I instantly recognized the case.
"The Untitled Case?" My father nodded. "Of course I have heard about it. I wouldn't be the best MIA agent if I didn't hear about it."
"We sent two agents down there during the past month, but unfortunately…" my mother reminded me.
"I know, I heard. The vampires responsible killed them."
"I'm going to need you to go down there and solve this case Is," Daddy assigns to me.
"I will solve this case. Don't you worry about it Dad."
"And Is?" Mom tries to get my attention.
"Yes?" Our professional tones quickly turn into our familial emotional tones.
"Please Is," my dad says while my parents comes out from the desk to give me a hug, "Please be careful. We can't lose you."
I hug them back, sniffling a tear, knowing that this is probably the most dangerous mission ever, "I promise, I promise I'll solve this case."
"We don't care about the case as much as we care about your safety Izzy," my mom says. 'Is' and 'Izzy' are the nicknames my parents call me. I don't want to be called 'Bella' because being called 'beautiful' annoys me. I mean, I know I am a looker, but no need to flaunt it.
"We want you safe," my dad says.
"However, we have to send you. The Commander in Chief won't be happy knowing that we didn't send in our best agent," Mom says.
"Mom, dad, I'll be fine, I promise. I am The Killer after all."
"That you are."
"So, what's my identity going to be this time?" I ask my parents.
"Well Is, we've already gotten you registered at Forks High School. You'll be entering in the middle of their school year, of course."
"Of course…"
"Find out what you can as soon as you get there. Get yourself noticed in that school, become popular, and make friends. These students may know a lot of information and you're going to need to find that info out ASAP. The longer the suspect is out, the more people can get killed. You leave tomorrow afternoon and your first day of school is the day after. There will be a limo ready to drive you to your house. You're running on the company's money now, so feel free to buy whatever things necessary to fit in. That includes the car, clothes, food, and etc."
"Well, I do love shopping." I said. Shopping was the one thing to help make a girl in disguise easier. Shopping is something to make me feel beautiful about myself. I actually am very beautiful, no need to hide it. But I don't flaunt it out either, so I'm good. It's just being called 'Bella' that bothers me.
"Is, also, you are our best agent for a reason. You need to keep your powers under control," Dad reminds me.
"I know…"
"Be careful with your emotions, where your hands point, how you'll kick someone, and etc.."
"I know dad, you can stop lecturing me."
"It's just that I heard from your mother that you can control electrics and..."
"Yes dad, I know, along with my telekinesis, super human strength, and the list goes on and on. Dad, I know, I'm a powerful girl. I can handle myself, I truly can."
"We can't risk the exposure of the magical world and…"
With so much annoyance, I swished my hand, moving the apple that was on my dad's desk and putting it in his mouth to silence him.
"Is!" my mother whined, "Do not use your powers against your father."
"Look mom, I wasn't trying to be a bitch or anything, but I know what I'm capable of. I will be careful, I promise."
"Fine, but at least cut the apple for us, I'm in the mood for some apples."
I motioned for the apple to come closer; and there it was, hung in the air. I put both of my fisted hands side by side, like I was holding a stick. I broke my imaginary stick, which caused the apple to cut into 6 pieces.
"Thanks Bells, mind warming up my coffee for me too? It's getting cold."
With the snap of my fingers, there was a small fire on top of the cup. After a few seconds, the fire dissipated and my father's coffee was warm again.
"Also, Forks has never been known to have any blackouts. We can't afford any more unexplained blackouts, Is." I stuck up my index finger, circling my finger in the air. This caused the electrics in the room to flicker on and off.
"Is, stop that! I haven't even saved this file on my computer yet."
I stopped circling my finger and left everything on. "Don't worry daddy, your file is fine. I made sure of it."
"Go get ready for Forks, Is. We'll miss you. We've already packed everything essential for you and you already have the company's debit card. Just get a good night's rest and we'll send you off to the private jet."
"Thanks guys." I quickly controlled the scraps of paper floating around me back into the folder. I tucked it under my arm and left. I motioned the door to open, and closed it gently behind me. As I walked down the hall, I lifted my body, quietly flew to the door, and eavesdropped on my parents. I made my parents think that I was leaving, but I wasn't. I needed to hear what my parents are saying.
"Charlie, you think this was a good idea? Assigning this mission to Is?"
"Renee, you know just as well as I do that she will do great."
"But, Charlie, she's just a teenage girl."
"Renee, we've discussed this before. You're just being nervous and scared. It's okay. I am too."
"I just…I want her to be careful. She still has to practice her powers a bit more, and if she were to ever expose magic…"
"…which she won't…"
"…but still…How could she have so much power? I mean, you and I don't have as much power as she does. Even with our powers combined, which is pretty powerful Charlie, Is still has so much more."
"According to the Powers That Be, Izzy is The Killer. She's going to need all those powers to be The Killer."
This is who I am and what I am. I am THE KILLER. I dare you to fear me.
"She is going to be around tons of mythical creatures down there. Not only is there the Cullen clan, but the Quileutes just started shape shifting. She'll be going against shape shifters."
"I thought they said they were werewolves."
"No. We all thought they were, even the actual Lycanthrope thought the Quileutes were werewolves. But apparently, by studying their legends a bit closer, they're shape shifters. They just choose to shift into werewolves," Mom just gave me important information.
"I see."
"Charlie, didn't you read the file I sent to you?"
"I glanced at it," I could sense the heat rising into Charlie's cheeks.
"Next time, read what I send to you. They are important. As president of the MIA, you should know everything. Anyways, they truly aren't wolves. The pack leader recently just shifted into a panther. A feline!"
"Something wrong with the cat family?"
"It's just that they shift into dogs, you'd think they would hate cats."
Charlie just chuckled. "Sometimes, your way of thinking appalls me, Renee."
"Well," I sensed my mother's huff, "I could say the same thing about you Charlie."
"Relax Renee, you know I'm just teasing you. I love you."
"I love you too, Charlie."
I smiled at their relationship. They always bickered, but they never meant any of it. No matter what, they always loved each other.
I slowly flew to the elevator, pressed the button, waved my hand over the elevator doors to remove the "ding" sound they made—I couldn't have my parents know that I was eavesdropping and just got into the elevator—and went down the building.