EPOV

As we landed in the clearing in front of our house, it seemed a little too eerily quiet. We strolled in, and my hand reached out involuntarily for Bella's hand. As I guided her, I noticed that, instead of knocking into everything, Bella's wings had shrunk to the size of quarters, almost invisible, for they had changed to the exact color of her dress! The small rip from the wings had only left a two finger sized rip. Nice.

We walked in the hall, stopping in front of Carlisle's study door. I knocked once, and the only reply I got was a soft 'Mm.', signaling for us to come in. But as we walked in, I realized Bella smelled different. Her floral, tempting scent was still dominant, but there was a new, chilly-like tingle in it, too.

As we sat down in chairs across the room from Carlisle, he, too, seemed to notice the change in her scent. Without needing to have us say anything, he asked a question of his own.

"What happened?"

As I described the events that had happened, I felt Bella and saw Carlisle stiffen at the mention of werewolves. He grunted, and leaned back to think, but the answer that was to come was unexpected.

"Bella, show me you're wings."

Slowly and stiffly, Bella stood, and her wings flourished from her back, seeming to cause her no pain at all.

"Well, this is certainly…different…" Carlisle said.

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BPOV

This was so strange. Apparently, my wings had shrunk to fit where I needed to go, sort of half-controlled, like the rest of my limbs normally are. As I spread them out in the room, I could feel Carlisle's cold fingers probing in and out of the soft white feathers.

Every now and again he would mumble something too quiet for me to hear, and poke around some more.

Finally, he stopped and sighed, leaning back in his chair again.

"Bella, I think you are a demy-angel."

This was certainly a shock.

"Wh-what?" Edward and I stammered together. Angel? I was just a girl associated with vampires and werewolves, but now I was a demy-angel too?! How could my life be any weirder? Would some random God just pop out of the sky and ask me to come with them? I certainly hope not. And besides, if anyone was an angel, it would be all of the Cullens. They are, after all, my guardians. Not legally, but you know what I mean.

"Let me explain. Sometimes, those associated with us have near death experiences. And if they are destined for some greater purpose, some greater force helps them to live. If not, they are left to die, however it is happening."

Whoa. So much information! Was I ever going to have the chance to be normal? No. But suddenly, there was a soft, high pitched ringing in my ears, and it was getting louder.

I clutched my head near my ears in agony as it grew to loud to bear. How could they not hear it?!

I fell to my knees, screaming. Edward was at my side in a moment, panicking over me. "Bella? Bella?! What's wrong?" Ugh! He was so loud!

But wait…Edward was never this loud, even when angry!

I fell on my side, wishing so much for the noise and pain to end. I whimpered softly, when a burning stench reached my nose. My eyes clouded over, and suddenly, there was someone- or something- there, kneeling in front of me. But it wasn't the Cullen's, just a fully dark shadow person-shaped…thing! Its hands reached out and touched two shadowy fingers to my forehead, and I was silent.

All the pain was gone, and I couldn't make a sound. But Edward and Carlisle seemed to not see this thing. Why?

He, she, it reached out and grabbed my hands, pulling me into a sitting position. Carlisle and Edward were staring at me questioningly, when Alice rushed in, Emmett, Jasper and Rosalie right behind her.

Alice looked terrified, eyes scanning the room quickly, finding me sitting, bewildered, on the floor, staring at the space where the thing was. But none of them could see it!

"Bella, what are you staring up at?" Alice asked, as her eyes scanned right at the spot where it was.

"Can't you all see it?" I said, and stood up behind it, putting my hands on its shoulders. It shuddered slightly once, but then stood still. Alice reached out and put her hand on it's stomach, but flinched but immediately.

"Hot! HOT! HOT!!" She held her hand tenderly, where there was now a burn mark, soon to heal.

I looked at her questioningly as I looked at my hands. They were perfectly fine, as far as I could tell. Nothing was wrong, but then, why was Alice burned?

Carlisle stood up, walking in a slow circle around it and me, holding out his hand enough to feel the heat, but not enough to touch it and be burned.

He stopped in front of the thing, facing it and began to speak in that rushed voice I could never understand. But then, the thing spoke back! In the same speed of voice, It rushed in a slightly feminine tone, and I noted for the first time that it was shapely, with breasts and hips.

Carlisle's eyes glazed over, and he seemed to shiver once, but then composed himself.

"Everyone but Bella, get out of the house, now. What we have here is a Lorthan."

At the last word, everyone was out the door, but not before Edward kissed me once, a look of sorrow filling his face, like he was never going to see me again. What was happening?