Yeah, I know. The updates have been slow (like molasses in sub-zero temperatures) but sorry. It took me forever to pick the name of the main character. I had everything else just about planned out and I even knew how I wanted her to look/act. But I had a list of about ten names that I couldn't decide on. I even asked some of my friends their opinions, but they weren't very helpful. (Yes, I mean you ewdardcullenissosexy) So, I finally decided and got working. This is the outcome. I'm not totally sure how it turned out, but I hope you all enjoy.
Thanks to those who reviewed: Izza, Skystripe, and ewdardcullenissosexy
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters, even Jake and his glorious hotness. I only have any claim on Alessa
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Alessa POV
As I lay on my back, staring up at the bright sky above me, I began to wonder. What is the point of me being here at all? What is the point of any of us being here? We are supposed to help people, but we're too scared to venture from our own world. The last mission for one of my people was over two hundred years ago!
Oh, what am I? I am a Bright One. Though, most people from the Other Realm refer to us as Angels. I'm not sure why they glorify us the way they do. We do not have winks made of silken feathers, we do not have halos of light surrounding our heads, and we certainly are not perfect in every single way. Come on. That's not even realistic.
Bright Ones are much different. We are usually taller than the average human, though some of us are not. We all look relatively young. No, I know what you're thinking. We are not immortal. We just age very, very slowly. So slow in fact, that in our realm, we don't age at all. Only by going into the human world do age. And again, once there, only very, very slowly. We also are pretty strong. Not like superman or anything (Yes, I know who superman is. We can glimpse into the human realm and watch over them. Now, if we happen to glimpse into a movie theater or someone's living room, well, that's not our fault), but still stronger than your average human. I do not count body builders on steroids as average, by the way. Oh, yeah. We also sort of…glow. That might have been where the halo thing came from. We glow all the time. It gets a little annoying after a while.
"Alessa? Are you over there? Alessa!"
My best friend, Cara, came running over. She was short for one of our kind; only five foot six inches or so. Cara is a wonderful person. I love her like a sister. She is quiet and shy, but definitely one of the smartest of our kind.
Instead of glimpsing into the Other Realm for entertainment, she often looked for education. She would watch children in their classes and learn what they were studying about. Thus, her knowledge grew. But she doesn't flaunt this. The few people our age that know about her spying either tease her for being a nerd or are worried that she is trying to be too human.
"Oh, Alessa! I'm so glad I found you. Nanna wishes to speak with you. It is rumored that it is very important. Maybe she's going to send out to get a missioner!" Cara's face was lit up with excitement. Whenever someone was called to talk to Nanna, Cara always said it was about the next mission.
Honestly, I didn't think that there was every going to be another mission. The people here are too scared to help in the human realm.
"Okay Cara, where is she? If it is important, I wouldn't want to be late. Besides, it's Nanna. I would never want to be late to a meeting with her, even if it was to discuss the chemical makeup of dirt."
You see, Nanna is the leader of our people. She didn't rise to power, nor was she born into it. That's not how it works here. You see, you become leader by spending the most time in the human realm. So, you are also the oldest person in our world at the time. Nanna is highly respected. She looks to be about thirty years old. Of course, because we can't age here, she is mush older. She has spent seventy-two total years in the human realm on missions helping others. That also means she is wise and fair. People are just chosen to go on missions all willy nilly. They are the best of the best. So…I guess that means Nanna's the best of the best of the best.
"She's two hills over to the south and just a few paces from the bend in the river in the east. You know, where you usually are, when not staring into space," Cara said with a grin. When we were together, she was always more open and cheerful.
"Okay. I'll see you later then and tell you all about it." I ran off with a wave and a smile. I knew she would be begging for details later.
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I was just coming around to the bend of the river when I saw Nanna. She was sitting with her legs crossed and her eyes closed. Nanna is one of the shortest Bright Ones. She is only five feet, three inches tall. She also has curly red hair cut to about chin length. She had a wise and understanding face with a ghost of a smile that never truly disappeared unless she was really angry.
"Hello Nanna."
She opened her eyes and smiled at me. "Why hello Alessa. How are you today?" She always wanted to know how you were and if you had any problems. She wanted everyone to be happy and would help when you needed it and back off when you asked her to.
"I'm fine. Cara said you wished to speak with me?" I asked with a slight tilt of my head.
"Oh, yes. Alessa, do you remember when the last mission was?"
"Um…well, not the exact date," I said with a sheepish grin. "I know it was about two hundreds years ago or so, though." Everyone knew that. It was one of the first things we learned when we came here.
You see, we are all born and raised in the human realm until we are eighteen. This is for a couple of reasons. One, there are no male Bright Ones. Not one is really sure as to why that is, but because of it, there are only new Bright Ones born if another Bright One goes to the Other Realm and falls in love, gets married, etc. They usually stay there for the rest of their long lives. However, if she has a daughter, the daughter goes straight to our realm on her eighteenth birthday, the day she gains her powers. You know, the strength and stuff. There is more, but it isn't important at this point in time for you to know of it.
"Well, Alessa, there is going to be another mission soon."
I was shocked. Cara was right. What could be happening in the Other Realm so bad that it causes one of us to leave the safety of home?
Nanna must have seen my shocked expression for she started to laugh.
"Don't look like that Alessa. The last mission wasn't really two hundred years ago." She started to laugh harder. I don't think it is possible for a person to be more shocked than I was at that moment. "No, no, no. The last mission was about five years ago, but only a select few know about it.
"You see, two hundred years ago, the leader of our people decided that we could no longer go into the human realm being known for what we truly were. She and a trust group of others found a way for us to go into the Other Realm without being in our true form. We are not truly human, there are a few qualities that reveal us for what we truly are. However, only a small group of trusted humans know of these traits."
"W-Why are you telling me this?" I asked nervously. I was actually stuttering. I never stutter. But why one earth would she tell me this? I'm not important in anyway. Almost insignificant.
She got a curious look in her eyes and she tilted her head slightly to the side. "Don't you see? You have been chosen to go to the Other Realm and complete a mission."
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Yeah, I ended it there. I'm hoping it will promote reviewing. I know it will also probably promote some hate mail from a certain someone (caughcaughtedwardcullenissosexycaugh) but I don't really care. I say bring it on. ;-)
I also ended it there because my mom was about to kick me off of the computer and my wrists and fingers and killing me right now. I busted this thing out in about…oh, I'd say between an hour and a half and two hours. I felt like I had to write something. I mean, Breaking Dawn is coming out. Consider this an early celebration.
I hope you enjoyed it.
Sdog12 out.
