Previously:
I didn't bother listening to the whole conversation; I already knew what type of friends he was talking about. He snapped the phone shut and about two minutes later the back door opened.
Cold Ones.
"Hello Sam." Said the doctor and shock hands with the alpha. A look of understanding passed on all the new faces before the doctor turned towards me. "So, little one, are you going to tell us what you are."
"No." I answer sternly and turn toward the alpha, "You really thing that a bunch of abominations is going to scare me?"
"We're vampires not abominations." A voice said with a southern drawl calmly, I felt a wave a terror trying to pierce my bobble. Empath?
"To me you are. The first one of you made was a spell gone wrong." I say dismissively, sinking back into the sofa.
A look was shared between the ice cubes as well as the wolves. "Who are-" the alpha was starting to ask again before his voice was cut off by my phone.
The amazing Cherry Bomb is pouring out of my phone when I answer. "To what do I owe this pleasure?" I ask.
"Just calling to check up on you. Is everything going according to plan?" A deep voice asked, concern evident.
"Of course."
"Good. Er.. a… how're you…?"
"Ah for god's sake, spit it out already Nicklaus." I say a little irritated, I don't have time for this right now.
"I don't need a Cold One anymore, I need you to come back. This have turned out worse than expected… I need you here, you can't stay there."
"What seems to be such a problem."
"Remember Our sisters lover from the old word? How he was one of the-"
"Yes. Yes I remember. I get it. I'll call later." I say and hang up. I have way too many eager ears listening; they don't need to know any of this.
"Who are-"
"Oh For god's sake! My name is Sapphire." I say standing up, dusting myself off, "I'm going to need one of you to come with me, any one feel like an adventure? TDH?" I ask looking around, stopping to look at TDH for a little longer. Why not? A little company never hurt, even if he hit me; being as we are, you learn to more on quickly.
"What are you? And no one is going to go with you anywhere! You're staying here and explaining. What was that about?" TDH rapidly fired at me, shuffling so close to me that I nearly fell back onto the sofa, nearly.
"It's a bit rude that I don't know your name TDH." I answered.
"Paul. Now answer those questions and why are you calling me TDH?"
Paul. The name suited him just fine. Short and simple but would sound great being moaned… mhmm I might just have some fun while I'm here.
"Tall, dark and handsome."
"What?" he asks confused, clearly not expecting those words to come out of my mouth.
"Tall, dark and handsome. That's what TDH stands for, pardon me for not being a little bit more original." I look at him through my lashes and bite my lip – or more like what little bit of lip this spell lets me.
Pauls confusion evades and a cocky expression takes its place, a smirk falls on his lips and his eyes glaze over with an emotion close to lust. Lust? For this illusion? Urgh, ew.
Inlusio et evarade.
I feel the spell disappear and my normal looks come forward at the simple thought a collective gasp fills the room. Paying back attention to Paul, the only emotion in his almost black eyes is desire, a primal want. That's what I thought b.
"Cool it boy, you might get a problem." I whisper leaning forwards in his ear, hastily biting his ear lobe.
"Paul." A growl warning floats from the alpha, I sit back to enjoy the show as the same time that my phone vibrates. I leave it unchecked.
TDH or shall I say Paul, shakes his head and moves to stand behind the alpha again, but this time the smirk stays in place. His eyes almost whisper 'I'll get you back for that one' and with this one, I might just like the game of cat and mouse.
I feel the eyes of the alpha burning holes in the side of my face as my eyes have followed the beta wolf. "Ah, Fine. I'll answer your damn questions, you have three."
The alpha looks to the single ice cube for a moment and nods, interesting to say the least. Why would the alpha let the cube talk for him? There must be something there.
"What… type of… a being are you?" sang the obnoxious voice of the leech.
"Good choice of words," I praised, "Hmm… I'm a vampire hybrid." As if.
A new kind of hatred filled the shifters eyes but there was also confusion surfacing below. "No you're not." Said one of the shifters bunch. Young one.
"Yes I am. Boy you'd be stupid to think that you and the cubes are the only supernatural thing out there."
Silence filled the air yet again. Each of them is probably trying to comprehend what I just said, by the looks of it they didn't realise how big the world actually is. Big mistake. They should really take more to learning history and myths. Simply because what's a human myth is usually real, just hidden and forgotten.
The ginger cube started to open his mouth when one of the shifters broke in, "The Cubes?" he asked confused, the same young one. "And hybrid?"
I actually chuckled on that one, I tend to forget that no everyone is in on the name. "It's an inside joke, the Cold Ones are also known as OC's but to us they're so cold that we call them ice cubes. The name fits perfectly; extremely cold, hard as rock and very… shall I say enchanting to humans. When you get some ice, check it out, you'll see what I mean. And hybrid… the same principle as the cars, a twist of both to make the best. Vampire and werewolf the ultimate power."
The younger ones broke down trying to sniff a laugh, I smiled. At least I'm still a little funny. It takes some humour to live through all the shit that happens in life, especially with my kind of family and my kind of life. Even one of the cubes smirked, the bigger bear-like one. Maybe some of them are okay, I shouldn't really judge them for being cubes… what is that? Racist? Haha.
"Well, okay then. What types of things are out there? How can you be two things? If you were like us we'd know, or like them…" this time the alpha asked.
"Depends where you look and how hard you want to see… Vampires, werewolves, witches, cold ones, ghosts, demons… shifters. The general rules is that if it's a human myth then it probably exists." I answered nonchalantly, I've seen it all too many times.
The room filled with cries of "Demons?", "Ghosts?" and so on, one particular call caught my attention as well as the fact that my phone yet again vibrated. Can't people be more pacient?
"What do you mean shifters?"
"I mean you." I pointed to the clan of tanned men and one bitch.
"No, we're werewolves." Said the same person, I think it was Jacob but I can't be too sure, I'm not really paying that much attention.
"You wouldn't be able to stand there and order me around, or shall I say try to order me around, if you were a werewolf."
"Why?"
"I think that's a bed time story for another time." I cut shortly; I won't have them knowing too much too soon. In the end it's my game, and they're my pawns to play with.
"Why aren't you like us? We're vampires."
"Well you see doc. I'm a vampire, and you simply are not. I'm an original vampire, the kind created by the original witch. Your kind was created during the whole 'Jesus' stage, funny as it sounds it was that same witch that became the first Cold One. He is dead now. Dead dead." I honestly answered the 'father' Cullen. Why not? They might as well open their own eyes for the time being, I might kill them later. Who knows.
"Are you trying to say that Christianity is a scam and that they," pointing to the Cullens, "aren't actually vampires when in fact they drink blood…?" asked the shifter that helped Paul take Jacob away earlier.
"I'm saying that 'Jesus' was a cray-cray witch that wanted power and used human naivety to get it, I'm not saying Anything bad about God," I say sternly, glancing upwards quickly, "As for them, Jesus wanted to become stronger, he couldn't become a vampire because his witch powers would be taken away so he tried to create something that let he be both. Clearly it didn't work, seeing as he is dead and all. The outcome of his experiment resulted in his companions killing him for blood. The creation was a lot stronger and harder to kill than human or even some vampires, but with that came a price: the visual differences, no heartbeat, the stench and bloodlust. We don't like to be associated with the cubes. The portrait us in a bad light."
The room hummed in understanding, before the doc stepped in again, "How is it that you know this when our roy… our kind doesn't?" he asked after correcting himself.
Do you really think that I don't know about Aro and Co? "Royalties? Hah." I scoff, they wish. "You mean Volturri? We didn't want them to know before, they were made to forget."
"How?"
"Well aren't you a curious one." I chuckle.
"What have you done to Bella?" demanded Jacob coming forward.
"I haven't done anything to her. She never existed. At least not as you think." They all think that she was a human, a real person. No.
"Explain."
"She is me, as I am her. That's all you need to know." I explain and I didn't even get a thank you, just a growl and a slam of the door on his way out. Someone's pms'ing.
Quick footsteps fill my ears and a familiar scent flows to my nostrils.251 miles away and coming. Should be here in about 4 minutes. I wonder when they'll notice that we're going to have a visitor? Let's see.
"Well I've answered a lot more questions than I planned on… now, food, any one got any food?" I ask, clasp my hand together and stand up, looking around for food.
A swoosh and I was being pinned to the far wall by the doctor, "We don't eat humans around here. I'm afraid you can't have a meal." I he said coldly looking me straight in the eyes as I pretend to struggle.
I should honestly get a Teen Choice Award or something, a Nobel Prize, this acting is a talent.
I abruptly stop and smile. A real, sinister, vampire smile. My hand falls onto Doc's extended arm, slowly wrapping around and applying pressure. More and more, up until the Doc's face twists in pain and a shattering sound makes a presence.
"You wouldn't be able to stop me if I wanted to feed Doc. Trust me, you don't want me on your bad side." I let go of his broken arm, pushed him away and dusted myself off. "Anyhow I was talking about… pancakes, yes I feel like pancakes… pancakes with nutella. You got the ingredients alpha?"
"Why would you cook? Its not like you can eat or anything?" Asked Paul moving closer to me.
"Why would I ask if you got the stuff if I couldn't eat it when it's done? I'm not that nice to start cooking for ya'll." I say looking around, "Can we eat something? I'm actually really hungry."
"We haven't finished with the questions."
"Yes, you have." A new voice interrupted, coming from a person leaning against the banister and looking through the open front door. Ah so here he is, I'm surprised that they didn't notice. They really do portrait us in a bad light.