Hey everyone. So this is my new story. Sorry to everyone who is waiting for updates on my other stories, I WILL finish them, I promise. Working on chapters now. I just had to get this one written down and put out before I forgot it.
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Chaper 1
EPOV
"Alice." I hissed.
"Please be patient, Edward. We don't have to wait much longer." She insisted.
We had been standing out here for half an hour now. I was quite happily playing away on my piano when my sprite of a sister had a vision, one that she refused to let me see. She just simply jumped up, grabbed my wrist and dragged me here, to the middle of my meadow. I had had enough. I turned to leave when Alice's arm shot out and grabbed my wrist with such a force it made me wince. I hissed defensively at her.
"Please Edward," she said, turning and gazing up at me with big round amber eyes, "I promise its not mu-" She was cut off by a loud crash. as one of the spruces in the forest in front of us had fallen over. There was some wild thrashing within the dark green depths and suddenly a streak of pale green light burst forth from the tree line and ran straight into my chest. It was a woman. A very naked woman. The force at which she had hit me would of crushed the ribcage of any normal being, instead it actually made me stumble back a couple of steps before I could steady myself.
"Help me." she whispered before collapsing in my arms.
"Pick her up and let's go." Alice ordered, turning and walking across the meadow. I stayed standing where I was. "Come on Edward. The wolves will be here any minute. That's what was chasing her. We have to leave here, now! Hurry!" She was back by my side, tugging on my sleeve. I didn't need telling twice. I scooped the girl up and ran full speed back towards our home. It took less than five minutes for us to get back there. Alice ran into the house first. "Carlisle? Carlisle!!" She was shouting at an unnecessary volume. We were vampires for crying out loud! He had heard our frantic running from a couple of miles back. Everyone was waiting in the living room. I strode in and placed the girl onto the couch and swiftly covered her with the blanket Alice had brought down earlier this morning. We had all raised an eyebrow at her when she danced down the stairs with the fleecy material draped over her arm. She merely met our gaze with a shrug and said, 'It just feels right!' One thing is for certain. Never, ever question what Alice does!
The girls scent was truly delicious. If it had not been for the fact that I had engorged myself on deer and a mountain lion yesterday, at Alice's insistance, my teeth would of been at her neck in an instant. But somehow, I don't think even my teeth would of penetrated her skin. It was as durable as ours. I took my time going over the features of the girl. Her skin was very pale and had a slight green tint to it. She had a heart shaped face with pouty lips. Her ears were slightly pointed and she had a tattoo of vines and stars going up and around her left arm, starting at the wrist and ending at her shoulder. Her heart was beating very fast and I was afraid she would suffer from some sort of heart failure.
Carlisle, who had darted from the room the moment we entered, was back with his medical bag in one hand and a large leather bound book in the other. He swiftly knelt down beside the couch and gave the girl the once over. As soon as the cold metal of his stethoscope touched her chest, she sat straight up, effectively throwing the blanket from her body and giving everyone full view of her naked torso.
The thoughts that had immediatly entered Emmetts and Jaspers minds would of got them into a lot of trouble with their wives. I growled in their direction and instantly Esme threw them out of the room, telling them to grow up and behave like the gentlemen she knew they could be.
She told me to leave aswell, but I was rooted to the spot by two very deep, and very beautiful, liquid brown eyes. They were truly entrancing.
"Alice, she needs some clothes." Esme said, in a warm mothering tone. Alice just simply grinned and danced out of the room with Rosalie in tow. She returned a minute later, minus Rosalie, who has opted to stay upstairs with her husband, with a green summer dress draped over her shoulder and a pair of white sandles in her hands. I rolled my eyes at Alice's thoughts of having someone new to dress up on a daily basis.
All attention was focused back onto the mystery girl, who was simply sitting there looking all around the room with wide eyes, not caring at all that she was as naked as the day she was born.
Carlisle finished with his examination of the girl and stated that she was pefectly healthy, just a bit underweight. At this, Esme fled to the kitchen and began preparing her some food. Carlisle moved to the love seat and proceeded to flick through the pages of the book he had brought down. His thoughts indicated that he was trying to determine the girls species, but kept coming up blank.
"Why don't we just ask her what she is?" I asked him.
A high pitched scream reverberated around the roomand we focused our attention to the now empty couch and Alice, who was flat on her back in the middle of the room.
"Where is she Alice?"
"What happened?"
Carlisle and myself asked at the same time. Alice merely pointed upwards and said "I tried to dress her."
We looked up to see the girl perced on the large ornate chandelier, shredding the dress with her hands.
I stifled my laughter over Alice's thoughts of despair over the dress and turned to my father. "How do we get her down?" I asked.
He opened his mouth to speak when Alice pitched in. "Don't bother, she will be up there for quite some time. She likes it up there. Can't you read her mind Edward? We can't keep referring to her as 'The Girl' or 'She'." She asked.
I had been trying to read her mind since I caught her, but there wasn't even a whisper. "No Ali, I can't. There is nothing coming from her at all."
A tinkling sound filled the room and we looked up to see this girl swinging to and fro on the chandelier. Her face was pulled up in merriment and the noise was her beautiful laughter. The sound of it was contagious and I couldn't help but join in. The laughs that flew from me were so rare that Carlisle and Alice looked at me in astonishment. I never laughed. I was the brooding, silent, sulky, composing loner who would scowl rather than laugh.
Esme re-entered the room, caught one sight of the swinging chandelier and dropped the plate of food she was carrying. She brought her hands to her chest and yelled at Carlisle to get her down before she hurts herself. We proceeded to tell her it was pointless trying to get her down because she refused to listen to us, but Esme was having none of it.
"Young lady, get down from there this instant!" Esme ordered, wagging a finger at the elfin creature. The swinging abruptly stopped and the girls eyes flashed a steely silver at my mother, before she somersaulted from the fixture and fled the room. We follwed after her and found her on her stomach under the dining room table. Her head was buried in her arms and sniffling could be heard. Esme's thoughts softened immediatly and she felt ashamed for shouting at the girl.
"Alice, what happened to her dress?" She asked.
"She attacked me and shredded it." Alice shrugged. "Its ok, I'm not hurt." She said. I had a feeling those words were directed to Jasper, who had started a low growling upstairs. Alice rolled her eyes and crawled under the touched the girls bare shoulder. "Hey, nobody is angry at you. You gonna come out?" The girl shook her head and the sniffles continued. 'Edward you try' Alice said in her thoughts as she slid out.
I took her place and laid down next to the girl. mirroring her posture. I looked to my right and was met with those yes again, this time they were a dull blue. Sadness.
I smiled at her and gave her a wink. She giggled some and wiped her face on her arm, spreading wetness across her skin.
"No one is mad, okay?" I whispered. She nodded a bit and her eyes slowly turned back to the liquid brown from before. "Do you want to listen to some music?" I asked in the same soft tone. She looked confused. It was as if she didn't know what music was. "Do you know what music is?" She shook her head. I started humming a few chords of Claire de Lune and the smile that lit up her face was breathtaking.
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