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Chapter 1: Newborns
I stand there, my long and unruly maroon hair rippling in the harsh wind, on the cliff edge looking out at the amazing glass-like home. Squinting, I look in a window and see the family I wished to talk to, more specifically, the Doctor who I wish to help me.
Half a second later, I'm on the porch, knocking on the front door. The eldest of the "children" open the door. Edward Cullen looks me up and down, his amber eyes lingering on my scarlet ones for a second. I know he's reading my mind because I am reading his thoughts right back. Finally, he asks, cocking an eyebrow, "What can we do for you?" I quickly comb his many thoughts, finding out he means: Why is this unknown vampire on our porch, and why can she read my mind? God, no, not her, anyone but this!
Taking a deep breath, I quietly and calmly say, "I wish to speak to Dr. Carlisle Cullen; I am told this is his residency. Is that correct?" His face is impassive. He answers me after a moment, "It is. How did you find that out?" I smiled, "The Volturi told me him and his family resided in the forest on the outskirts of Forks, Washington." He opened his mouth to answer, but Carlisle swiftly comes over to the door, puts a hand on Edward's shoulder, and asks, "Edward, do we have a problem here?" Edward threw a pointed glance at me and a look of understanding appears on Carlisle's face; I tried to read their thoughts, but now I got nothing at all."Excuse us for a moment, Jez." Edward tells me. I'm unsurprised he knows my name, since he was inside my mind.
They close the door then open it seconds later, Edward looking slightly annoyed. Carlisle says, "Why don't you come in, Jez, it was?" I nodded and walked into the lavish home. Though he knows I would be perfectly comfortable standing, Carlisle gestures for me to sit down on a white reclining chair. I sit. "Now," Carlisle says calmly, "Edward tells me that you wish to speak with me." I clear my throat, "Yes, actually there is slight... problem." I hear Edward gasp and I think: Don't give anything away! and I see one of Alice's vision from a few weeks ago of this exact conversation and the topic. "Which of you is Jasper?" I ask, even though I know well that it is the blonde one standing next to Alice's chair. Jasper's body tightened and he said, "I am." I nodded and said, to him, "You know of Maria, correct?" He gave a stiff, curt nod so I continued, "She is doing just what Victoria did not long ago: creating an army of Newborns."
Everyone gasped but Renesmee, who looked just a bit confused. Carlisle stood, "Come to my study, I think we have much to discuss." I nod and stand as well. We walk up the stairs into a nicely furnished room filled with pictures and he closes the door behind us. Carlisle sits on one side of a desk and I sit on the other. "How did you learn of this, Jez?" He asks after a second of silence. "Though I live in England, I keep up with the news from all over the world, or at least areas where I know there to be vampires. There have been about ten killings in the Southern area of our kinds' residence, or 'the South' and I took the liberty of flying there. I met one of the Newborns and I recognized Maria's scent lingering on him. I spied on Maria and saw her make one, too."
A few minutes passed by in awkward silence. Then Bella knocked on the door, opened it and said, "Carlisle, the hospital wants to know if you can come in right now." Carlisle looked up at Bella. "Of course," he said then turned to me, "You are welcome to stay here if you wish to get your things. The only problem... the way you feed is..." I smiled, "I can adjust to any diet and/or hunting habits you have while I'm here. I'll run over to the hotel I was staying at and grab my things." Carlisle nodded at me and left the room.
I looked at Bella. She glared at me with a cold and angry expression. "You're Bella, right? I'm Jez." I couldn't read her mind, but I already learned from the others that she was ashield. I walked away after it seemed apparent she was not going to say anything to me. I ran into the nice living room, muttered something about going to gather my things, and then went to the hotel, gathered my things, and ran back to the Cullen's home in about ten minutes.
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