Twilight Fanfic
Celeste
I ran my hand over my wing, hoping desperately that this new down will rid me of my demons. Or should I say demonic angels? My aunt says that they can't even find me here, there's no way. Unless my aunt and her society are wrong and the monsters who pulled my family from under my nose six months ago could find me, as my heart clenches at the memory of my loved ones I find myself slipping into a memory
Six months ago
I sit at our dining room table, chewing on a cucumber slice that I snatched from the salad mom's making when she isn't looking. I take silent pride in sneaking bits of the salad without her noticing
Ha!
"Sweetie, I have eyes in the back of my head" she sings and something blinks at me
Damn, "you have to teach me that" I laugh, snatching a crouton from the bowl. Mom turns and smacks my hand with a salad spoon.
"Aghh" I jump a bit in my seat when Luke and Anna's screams of delight echo through the house, Luke rushes in with little two year old Anna on his heels at five Luke can fly well. He exhibits this now when he launches himself into the air followed by Anna.
"No flying in the house!" Mom yells after them "George!" George comes in after them already flying, (George is my twin) he laughs and settles on the ground folding and retracting his wings.
"Hey Les" he smiles sitting by me
"Hi" I laugh again when Anna and Luke come in again going for round two.
"Hubert!" Hubert-my dad-is flying too
"How come he can fly in the house?" George asks
"Becauseā¦" but mom is cut off by a sound that will haunt me forever the horrified screams of Anna and Luke. We all run to see that our house has been intruded. Anna and Luke lay in a heap by the door. No heartbeats, the fast thumping flutter is silent. Mom collapses on the floor. The kids are riddled with glass bullets the one thing that can kill us. Shots go off, and Dad and mom fall to the floor. George sweeps me in his arms and jumps in the air, his wings expand with a whoosh. He flies to my room and places me down.
"Look Celeste, you're more powerful than me, you're more important. You need to hide!"
"No, hide with me!" I plead through the onslaught of sobs
"I love you Celeste" and he shoves me up all the way in the attic. The last thing I see is the men and the demoniacs flying and grabbing him.
I find myself back in my seat again in the rusty old van of my aunt who's driving in front gasping for air. My body rattles, as I try to still my heart. I feel my eyes prick, and I screw them tightly before the salty tears can escape.
Don't cry.
"Celestial?" My head snaps to the front my gaze burning into the front seat, glad that I don't have to look my aunt in the eye
"Yes?" I manage to keep the pain from seeping into my response because then My Aunt would worry, I can't have her worry for nothing. That wouldn't be fair.
"Are you alright dear? You seem quiet"
"I'm always quiet Hanna" her name is a bit foreign on my pallet. After she had found me after the events of the demonic angels coming she had many a time insisted I use her name.
Before I continue, maybe I should explain my world.
There are two breeds of angels, Demonic angels, the angels who serve Lucifer and the human need of evil and sin. The ones who have let their cravings for human suffering cloud their minds. And the Savoir angels, who serve the heavenly kingdom, we protect humans. There are so few of us now, as far as I know and I am told. I'm the last in the country. There are other non-angels who help. There is an underground organization of people called the guardians of light. Mainly humans, the group seeks to assist Saviors in protecting the world, among them are telepaths, super humans, and paranormal creatures of all kinds. Any creature who swears their allegiance with humans is a guardian of the light.
"Celeste" I startle out of my reverie blinking rapidly trying to refocus on the reality. My aunt has turned in her seat and is glaring my way her dark brown eyes pointing daggers at me, I rear back, fliching at the severity.
"Sorry" I mumble "What?"
"We're here" she comments turning back as the car rumbles through greenery that matches my eyes, "La Push, Washington" I look out the window that is blurred by heavy rain. I feel a moment of utmost relief, the abnormal amount of rain this place receives compared to Arizona is a huge relief. For one I love the rain it gives a foreboding sense of change. And it'll give me a reason to wear a hood more often; it seems no one will bother me then. La push is a reservation a small one at that with a small high school. Hopefully I can blend with everyone, and keep off the radar of everyone. Finally the car gives a lurch and bumbles to a stop in a twisty drive. I look up at the house
It's huge
My old house wasn't nearly this big. It didn't have that old classic stone and brick a bract look either, but here it was. My new home, I grab my two bags that I enchanted to fit all my stuff (I wield magic to, it's part of the whole angel thing) and retract my wings before I step outside into the rain I see my aunt dash for the house and I follow,
Later on I sit in my new bedroom.
"Celeste! Go to sleep you have your first day of school tomorrow"
"'Kay"
Great,
Brady
I squirm in my chair giving off a sigh. Ms Blake sits in front shuffling through papers as the class buzzes with gossip, over the sound of the class I can hear on the other side of the door.
Footsteps?
Suddenly the door swings open and a girl flustered and all hurries through mumbling apologies in a sweet harmonic voice.
"Ah, yes Celestial Haven right on time" Ms Blake remarks smiling at the girl-Celestial-who gives a small shy smile. "Good we're just about to start why don't you sit next to Brady, hmm? Brady, raise your hand" I obey quietly I hear the shuffle of her feet in the aisle and the groan of the seat next to me. I don't really care to look up as Ms Blake babbles on "Today we'll be starting on our projects-this is English class after all-on legends. I'll assign partners." There was a collective groan from the class as she began to recite the groups "Brady why don't you work with-Celestial do you go by Celeste?" she must have nodded because Ms Blake continued "Brady you'll work with Celeste, on the legends of the paranormal" I almost laugh, because I've got this covered, I turn in my seat as does she as our gazes lock she gasps lightly
My heart stops.
She's so beautiful, from the glimmer of her dark gold hair in the fake light, to her eyes that are as green as the forest I run patrol in. To her creamy skin that glows. She's my imprint.
Celeste
I just made my connection, and he Imprinted I think,
He's a werewolf?
My heart tightens because I must strain a relationship with him, if I want to keep him safe
Brady
She seems a bit shocked
"Uhh-can you stop staring please?" she asks ducking her head breaking our gaze, I instantly feel like an idiot. She thinks I'm weird, "so I guess werewolves, vampires, etc?"
"Yeah" I mumble she smiles slightly and it sends my heart rocketing we talk more about it and the class actually rushes by. When the bell rings I'm disappointed for the first time ever I don't want class to end. "So what's your schedule? Like I could show you where everything is and stuff." She doesn't answer but instead shows me her paper. My heart leaps happily.
"We have all the same classes" I'm nearly jumping for joy.
"Oh cool" she mumbles
She doesn't sound very excited she sounds more like she's dreading something.
Wonder what that could be?
