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The Unpredicted

"How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard."

~Unknown~

I don't know how I didn't smell it before, maybe because I was so caught up with my emotions and Kevin or what, but if caught my attention and made me stop to make sure, that's when I realized there wasn't just one but three scents so similar they'd blended. They'd probably smell me miles back.

Looking back, I guess I shouldn't have been surprised. Not looking into Amanda past was a mistake. I mean these three guys looked deadly. I could have tried to fight them but that would undoubtedly cause complications. A black-haired vampire strode straight toward me. He had an olive floored skin tone that looked weird mixed with the chalky pale vampires attain, but what really stopped me was their eyes. They were the odd purplish color you get from mixing red and blue. The first vampire was flanked by two others just as id smelt. They all shared the same odd skin-0tone and jet black hair thought they were all different, it was obvious. The vampire on the right, was bulky almost like a bear, he wore his dark hair cropped short against his skull. The one on the left was almost his opposite. They could both attest to height though, which at six for was still shorter than the assumed "leader". The vampire on the left had shoulder length black hair, and he was thin and lanky, and rather girlish if you asked me. That made me feel a little better…but only a little. As they approached my table, I set my macbook on it and waited. The one in front flashed his teeth in a smile that I'm assuming was meant to be comforting. It terrified me. The leader halted on the opposite side of the table and laid his hands, palms flat on the plastic table top. I did the same, trying vainly to let the feeling of the small bumps in the thin plastic between us soothe me. Knowing that it was the only barrier between me and a vampire I knew without my ability I would never survive a fight with, killed the only reassurance I had.

"Hello," he said almost as if he was talking to a mentally challenged human. "My name is Eleazor. This is part of my coven; Felix and Demetri" he gestured right, then left. Wonderful, I thought sarcastically, introductions! I noticed Felix's eyes wandering over my body and snapped my fingers, saying

"Hey, Fido! Eyes up here." I pointed both index finger and middle at my eyes, in the first half of that oh so universal sign meaning I'm watching you. He smirked retorting,

"Feisty. I like that. Oh, by the way the names Felix."

"Whatever, Fallen" I said purposely screwing with him. I turned back to the "big man", addressing him.

"Swan," I said "What can I help you with? We've already staked our claim on the surrounding area. If that's why you're here." Eleazor looked at me amusement etched across his face.

"We have no inclination to encroach on what you consider yours." The way he made seem as if he could have taken it anytime he wanted to, irritated me beyond words, so I didn't retort to his comment. He took this as his sign to continue. "However, my coven and I do require your services." I raised one jet black eyebrow and cocked my head to the side, my arms already crossed over my stomach.

"And what makes you think I would ever help someone other than myself or my family?" He stared me up and down, before his face became as hard as stone, his eyes darkening.

"We could collect what we need, right now. At this very moment. And there would be nothing you could do to stop it. I'm trying very hard right now not to do so, orders are orders. We only request that you deliver it to the recipient in a timely manner because time is of the essence for her."

"I won't, I refuse to be threatened into anything!"Felix looked at me before inhaling deeply, his eyes closing slightly, hiding the unnatural color of his eyes.

"Smells good in here, don't you think?" Felix said casually. "All this food, but you know what would be even better than a random unsuspecting human? Someone that has a place, someone important, someone…loved?" I shivered involuntarily, the thought of someone you know dying can have that affect on a girl, at least.

"Ah, is that it? You care for the pathetic humans we use for sustenance? They'll all die eventually. We're just… speeding the process along." Against my will, my teeth bared, and my eyes darkened with a lust for death.

"You leave them out of this! It's between us alone. Between vampires only." I hissed under my breathe. My body had slouched, my back arched halfway across the table, and my feet braced. I was willing to protect any and every human, and as stupid as it was, die for them. I'd been them once and I knew what it was like.

"That's what we want, dear. So be a sweetheart and do as we ask." Eleazor said a growl rising somewhere from the depths of his chest.

"What's the damn message." I said viciously letting my voice drop dangerously low.

"Tell her time is running out. Let her know we'll be watching." He said staring me straight in my face.

"What does she owe you?" I sneered viciously, feeling the need to defend my new sister.

"Again, nothing I couldn't get myself. Right. Now. I won't of course, but I could." He growled right back.

"Alright then, that's settled. I'll let her know, Bye-bye!" I said my voice low. Eleazor just chuckled and walked past me, Demetri and Felix trailing behind him. Just then my phone vibrated against my hip bone from inside my hoodie.

Ur car iz in parkn spot E31. Good az new! 

-Kevy Boo-

Hearing about my car lightened my mood but only slightly and I finished my paper on the civil war quickly. I enjoyed reading about the civil war. I liked reading in general but the civil war was just…the civil war, you know? And it was crazy how people exaggerated some things. After that I decided to do a little shopping. I packed up and headed for old Navy. I went straight for the t-shirts. An older man made his way over wearing a name tad that said "Robert" so I assumed he was an employee or a manager.

"Hello, do you need any help?" he asked sincerely, his kind eyes searching mine.

"No thank you, Robert. I appreciate the thought, though." I smiled at him and he grinned mischievously

"Just watch out for my cousin, Michael." He whispered conspiratorially. As he turned around I heard him speak.

"Ah, and here he comes now." I looked in the direction the man had turned to and sure enough there was a boy somewhere around my age moving toward me. Quickly, I picked up my small pile of shirts and walked at a brisk human pace toward the register. I smiled at the woman that was behind the counter. As the brunette rang up my colored shirts, I heard footsteps. These were always the boldest. I waited for him to tap me on my shoulder before turning around to look at him. Standing next to his friends he might have been cute, with bright blue eyes and shaggy blonde hair that framed his baby face but standing next to Kiev he wouldn't compare. Thinking about Kevin, made me remember my comment in the car, and here was the prime example.

"Hey, babe, the names Mike" he said. I heard one girl behind us scoff and another giggle.

"Hey Mike you know what would be killer?" I asked. I could tell he didn't exactly get my slang but he shook his head anyway.

"If you could just run on over there and grab my board and bag." I asked using the full force of my eyes on him. I'd left them by the shelf. I never used my "push" on anyone. I did however encourage the use of my most persuasive smile. He nodded and turned away. I spun around to the girl behind the counter, she was about to explode from lack of air. I burst out into peals of laughter and so did she.

"Hurry!" I urged in a whisper, I wrote down my phone number on a scrap of paper.

"Can you hold my clothes and call me when Mike-" I jerked my thumb over my shoulder in Mike's direction. She nodded and I turned around just as Mike came around the corner, my bag and board juggled awkwardly in his scrawny arms. I moved toward him quickly and snatched my bag. Throwing down my board I pushed off and called out

"See you later, Angela!" I had read it off her tag. Mike looked dumbstruck. I stopped at different stores around the mall until Angela called and I made it in and out without a hitch. I ran through the mist to my car in parking spot E31, my bags feeling like nothing. I retrieved the key from under the bumper and pushing the button, I waited until I heard the trunk pop open before opening it and dumping my bags and skateboard into it. It swung closed and I heard the metal thump. Damn it! I examined my injured baby before jumping in and pulling out. That was exactly what had screwed up my car in the first place. I just couldn't control myself. On the drive I started to feel a little anxious. I had a bad feeling, I realized. My baby pulled into her parking space in the garage, next to Kevin's Maserati and Dad's Lexus. I slide gracefully out of the front seat, and pushing the button for the trunk I heard it catch. SHIT, SHIT, SHIT! I walked back tapped lightly and it straightened out. I hung my skateboard on its rack and loaded up my bags. I GENTLY closed the lid and jogged upstairs to my room. Dumping my bags on my bed, I left the room. I wanted to see Kevin before I started cleaning up and putting away. Mom made me do it like a human, something about morals and habits. I walked down the hall and knocked lightly on the door, the way Dad always did. I was playing a joke, because Kevin never really paid much attention. His door was orange splattered with red and yellow, unlike mine, which was a neat violet color. I heard a muffled voice.

"Come in, Jackson. Is Bella-?" he rounded the corner from the bathroom and stopped dead in his tracks. He looked horror struck.

"I thought you were Jackson" he said stiffly.

"Obviously. Bad joke. Am I what?" I said shortly feeling sick. He sighed and sat down on his bed. I gave him a second to collect his thoughts. He heaved another sigh and whispered so low even I almost didn't hear. Almost.

"We're leaving." He looked up at me and back down.

"You're leaving." I said softly, stunned. Never in a million years, had I actually believed he'd really leave home, and I said so.

"That's the thing. You all are my family…but this isn't my home." I froze. This was home for him? But then again he had always told me he'd wanted to go find out who his really parents were, where he'd been born, learn new things, and he couldn't do that from home- excuse me, here. In a way, I understood that, it didn't make me feel any better that he was dumping me, not in that way but I did want him happy so I wouldn't make this hard on him. It was a big decision. Plus I didn't WANT to hate Amanda, If Kevin loved her, I don't think I could hate her.

"You know, if you ever need me, just call. I walked over to him and kneeled down in front of him. I took his hands in mine.

"I love you, Kev. If this is really what you want, then go. But come my birthday, you'd best be back!" I joked though my chest was tight with tears I could never shed. I kissed him on the forehead before standing. I heard him chuckle before going to stand in the bathroom doorway.

"Amanda" I said sternly. She looked up and smiled at me, her golden eyes shining.

"Hello, Isabella. Did you hear?" she patted the tub across from her. She was sorting through the things under the sink. Toothbrushes, shampoo, body wash, mostly Kev's stuff. My expression softened. She loved him, and she was actually very sweet but she was insecure. I stepped cautiously forward and took a seat on the edge of the tub.]

"Do you have any Spanish looking friends? Eleazor, Demetri, and Felix, I believe." I watched as she froze up and stuttered.

"I…you see…I…yea." She slumped back against the cabinet door."What did they say?" I thought back what he had said. Actually it seemed like he had been talking about me…but he couldn't have been.

"Time is running out, Eleazor says. They'll be watching." I stood up and stuck my hand out. She took it as I asked.

"What do they want?" She looked up at me, her expression tortured.

"It's horrible I don't want to say!" she seemed choked. Suddenly, she started dry-sobbing and I pulled her tight to me, whispering comforting words in her ear.

"We've got to go, we'll be back soon. A couple months, maybe more." She said as her tears subsided.

"Alright, let me help." So we stood up and I helped her carry her stuff down to Kev's Maserati. I wished them well and went back inside. Ai put my back against the door and slid to a sitting position, the dry-sobs that just moments ago had plagued Amanda were now fervently attacking me… and I had no one to comfort me.

Authors Note: Well I don't have much to say, I think this chapter was kind of bad, but let me know what your opinion is.