Glitter in a sun lit moon light
By: Mad4anime
Chapter 1:
Sometimes during the night, I would think that I was sleeping. So much so, that I actually believed that I was, indeed, in the dream world. That was normally when I would see my clock with blinding red letters saying 3:00 am, or in my mind "you know you can never really sleep, and I'm going to prove that I'm right by showing you that it's early in the morning and you don't feel tired".
I sighed. After a few years, you really started to miss the peaceful unconsciousness in the night. It slowly started to get very boring, especially when you've run out of things to do and people to prank.
I heard a light knock on my door and I laughed bitterly. I would have said "who would be here at three in the morning?" but it's not like I slept anyways. The surprise was ruined with who was at the door from my powers as well. Its sucked being having your mind as a power.
"Leila?" a smooth, musical voice asked.
"Yeah, Mel. Come in." The door opened soundlessly and a blond head poked in.
"Am I interrupting anything?" she hesitated.
"Mel," I started "It's three in the morning. I can't sleep –neither can you- what do you want?" she smiled again.
"Grumpy, are we?" I glared at her in the dark "Right; to the point –though you probably already know." I shook my head. Although I knew she was coming, I didn't see what she was coming to me for. "Oh, well, Jara needs to see you. She's got a mission for you." I raised an eyebrow when she mentioned a mission. Jara only gave me really important ones, or really difficult ones. Mel sighed, "A difficult one; she doesn't think that anyone else could do it. She needs your, assets, as she put it."
"And how do you know so much about this mission before I do?"
"She knew you'd put up a fight without some details."
I smiled, "She knows me so well doesn't she?"
"I wouldn't doubt that."
I walked up to a heavy wooden door and pushed it open lightly; my strength was a little over the top. I walked in quietly and noticed a brown haired female, hunched over a desk flipping through some papers that were floating around her desk.
I chuckled, "I thank you for your power, I find it very useful." I said, alerting her of my presence and she whirled around to face me, shock on her face.
She let out a long breath, "You are the only one who can get passed me like that, I shouldn't have been so surprised…" she muttered. I laughed again. "It's not like I gave it to you willingly, either."
"Good morning to you, too. May I inquire as to why I have been summoned at this time in the morning?"
"Always to the point aren't we?"
"Would you expect any less?"
She smirked and rolled her eyes, "I suppose not."
"Now, what do you have for me?" I asked bringing a piece of paper that had caught my attention floating into my hands.
"I have a mission for you," I raised my eyebrow like I had with Mel, "A dangerous one."
"This I have been informed of. I would not have doubted that since it was you who called for me. It's not everyday that just anyone gets a mission from Jara."
"Except for you, of course." She mused.
"Except for me." I agreed. There was a slight pause, as she mused over irrelevant thoughts. One did catch my attention, though.
'I wonder if sending her to do this is really necessary. But not just anyone can do it… not with the Volturi in the shadows.'
'The Volturi?' I asked through our minds.
"Damn," she cursed "I forgot you could read minds." I chuckled. "Who did you pick that up from?"
"Damien," I shrugged "It's not my fault that when I touch people's skin I get their power! Plus, it was so tempting!" I exaggerated the 'so' as if to make her understand.
She chuckled darkly, "But you don't know how annoying it is. It's useful, I'll admit, but so annoying."
"Believe me, I know. Helen takes it upon herself to think of elevator music when she notices I'm reading her mind." Jara laughed.
"I can see her doing that," she sighed again "I'm avoiding the point of this conversation, aren't I?"
"Yes, just a bit." I frowned. Sadness was rolling off of her. "You are troubled." It was a fact, not a question.
"Yes, I don't want to send you on this mission. But I guess I have to." She paused, debating with herself, "There is a family of seven vampires, plus one. They aren't on the good side of the Volturi, and they wouldn't be able to hold off an attack from them. That's where you come in. You can defend a family from an attack of the entire Volturi Guard if you wished so. You're the only one for this job, nobody else has your… talents…"
I was shocked. This was big; really big. "What do you mean 'They aren't on good terms with the Volturi'? Nobody in their right mind would do anything to upset them."
Her eyes turned visibly darker "Their plus one is a human."
I sighed for at least the millionth time today. It was already 7:00 am and my flight to the US left at 8:00. Mel was driving me to the airport in complete silence.
"Your flight leaves at 8:00 to take you to take you to Port Angels in the Olympic Peninsula, Washington. There will be a car waiting for you at the airport and you will have to drive to the small town of Forks. It is normally rainy there, so you don't have to worry about that. Be careful not to cause any trouble. We can't have them knowing you are there, yet. I needn't tell you to show yourself at the right moment, since you already know all of that, but still, be prepared."
I hadn't realized that the car had stopped until Mel broke me out of my thoughts by speaking.
"What is she thinking, getting involved with the Volturi? I thought she would be smarter then that…"
I didn't have to look at her to know what her expression looked like; I could already feel the anguish rolling off of her. 'I know Mel, but you know I have to follow her orders. We all do.' I thought to her.
"I know that! But still! It's the Volturi we are talking about! What am I supposed to do? Sit back and say "Hey, everything is just fine and dandy! No, my best friend isn't walking to her doom!" really, now am I?!"
I sighed and didn't reply; she already knew the answer to that. "I'm sorry," she whispered "That was out of line. You trust her, so I should too. You are my captain after all…"
"Don't call me that, you know I hate that." She smiled "Jara just put me in this position because she knew it would torture me. Not only that, but she has less work now."
"She gave you that position 'cause you were the only one who was good enough for it. She's going to give you her position when she leaves."
"Yeah, so then I can have the spot for all of eternity. Oh, joy!" I said sarcastically.
"I never said she didn't want to torture you."
I pulled up to a pretty nice hotel at about 10:00 at night. The plain ride had been very long and was delayed a little bit but went very smoothly. I faked some sleep for the other humans around me but other then that it was uneventful. Although I might add that some of the men in the plain had very vulgar thoughts. Damn, Damien and his provoking me to steal his power.
I got out of my brand new sleek black porche and smiled down at it. I loved fast cars. The speed was exhilarating. I frowned and looked around me at the other cars; mine might stand out a little bit. Whatever.
I walked to the door of the hotel and went directly to the front desk. There was a boy of about age 17 working there, and when I cleared my throat to tell him that I was actually there, his eyes glazed over in lust and he seem to have 'died and gone to heaven'.
"I have a reservation under the name Leila Hale."
He seemed to become coherent again, "Oh yes. Your room is 1401 on the fourteenth floor." He handed me the key, trying to be smooth but utterly failing. I tried to block out his thoughts.
"Thank you," I replied.
"No problem," he paused and I started to walk away "Miss Hale?" I turned around. "Are you by any chance related to Jasper and Rosalie Hale?"
I froze. I thought that Jasper and Rosalie went by the name Cullen too. "N-no," I stammered lamely. "Who are they?"
"They are adopted children of Carlisle and Esme Cullen, though they are the real niece and nephew of Esme. They were adopted along with the three other teens, Alice, Edward and Emmet Cullen."
"Thank you," I replied again and turned on my heel quickly. Jara had said that each of the Cullen's was intermarried. I suppose that they pulled it off as two separate blood relatives so that they could pretend to be going out with each other. Well, all of them except Edward, whom was currently in love with the Cullen's human friend, Bella. This was understandable, I suppose.
I didn't realize that I was in my room until I was sitting on my bed and I was subconsciously putting all of my clothes in the draws with one of my powers. I chuckled lightly and fell back on my bed.
Tomorrow I was going to start my mission.
