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Chapter three: Absurd
B Pov
I smirked at their surprised expressions. "What makes you think so?" asked the older blond one, Carlisle I think his name was. I could tell, he had to be at least three of four hundred years old. He and the vampire next to him, the woman with wavy Carmel colored hair- Esme or Rosalie I think, seemed as if they had just stepped out of a black and white photo. Obviously, the leader of the coven and creator of more than a few of the other vampires-including Edward.
But both the smallish pixie one, Alice, and the other male blond, Jasper, were both giving me calculating looks. Alice looked like she was trying to see something very far away and Jasper looked like he was trying to do a very complicated math problem. Alice's eyes flicked to mine for just a moment before she looked away, seeming to fight back a smile.
"Like I said, I was born as a hunter. I have…special abilities that allow me to track vampires."
"So if you're a vampire hunter-
"I didn't say vampire hunter. I just said hunter. I hunt anything I'm assigned to."
"Ok, if you're a hunter, why would you tell us that you were? And why would you just kill us right away?"
"Well A) I'm only supposed to tail you and B) it makes it more fun that way."
"She's insane," the bigger one, Emmet, whispered to the statuesque blond next to him.
"Tell me Emmet, do I smell like a human?" His eyes grew to the size of dinner plates for a moment.
"How did you-
I narrowed my eyes, telling him the obvious answer without words.
"You don't smell at all human," Edward answered.
"Exactly my point."
"So what do you plan on doing now?" He teased. I was about to answer when Charlie came trotting up.
"Bella!" Everyone turned to look at him as he rushed over and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. I forced a more polite smile onto my face.
"I plan on doing what I came here to do, to take a much needed break."
"Oh, I see you've already met the Cullens." The Cullens huh? I bet I could ask around town about them.
"Yeah, they were just telling me all about Forks!"
"It's nice seeing you all."
"You too, Charlie," Carlisle answered politely but his eyes shifting back to my face a few seconds later. As if he was silently asking if Charlie knew about my hunting business. Of course he didn't. Both of my parents had been hunters back in the day but Charlie had been stripped of all his powers a long time ago when he was framed for a crime and I was forbidden from every telling him- or find the same fate. If not, I could live as long as I wanted and do whatever I wanted.
"See you later!" he waved and the two of us walked to the car. All the while my thoughts spinning, the boyish vampire with the bronze hair constantly there. Was I going crazy? Was I about to break the number one law of all hunters? I hoped to god that I wasn't.
Rule #1: Never fall in love with target or supernatural creature from list
Rule #2: Never expose your secret to humans, targets, or hunters stripped of their powers.
Technically I had already broken the second rule but the Council always let that one slide since I always got the job done.
E Pov
Tell me, do I smell at all like a human?
Of course not. The scent that came off of her was intoxicating, falling over me like a cloud of perfume through the crowd. Soft violet eyes reaching out to look into mine through a crowd thick with other humans. Her very expression dancing with playful mischief as she danced toward us. I was frozen to the spot and all I could do was hope that I smiled at her politely. I wasn't prepared for the musical voice that reached my ears a moment after she had finally parted the crowd and come to meet us.
Yes, I think you can. You see, I'm looking for a coven of vampires.
Her eyes searched mine, looking for the answer she already knew. I also knew there was no hiding from her, so I did the only thing I could- I avoided her questions with comments on how absurd it was that vampires existed. Dancing away from her quiet accusations but barely missing each blow. I may have acted calm and collected but inside I was panicking at the thought of a human knowing our secret and only with seeing us. And then she put into words a suspicion of mine that had been growing in my mind since I first saw her violet eyes across the airport.
A hunter. And she was sent for us.
I'm only supposed to tail you…it's more fun that way! She giggled, as if she were enjoying the situation.
The worst part was that when I tried to read her mind, I got nothing but empty space, as if she didn't have any thought at all.
"She's insane," Emmet muttered and I wanted to smack him. How could someone like her possibly be insane? She knew all about us, she even looked capable of taking down a vampire. Behind her façade seemed to be a carefully concealed power that glowed like a candle.
And when chief Swan came to take her back to their house, I was bitterly disappointed. But also, more than a little excited. I now knew where she lived and who she lived with. But, chief Swan? I had no idea he had a daughter. As soon as we were all back in our cars, I turned to Alice. She'd been hiding the vision she had in the airport ever since we first saw Bella.
"What do you think about her?" I found myself asking. Alice smiled at me then, an "I know something you don't know" smile.
"She seems nice."
"Nice?! She's scary!" I was about to smack Emmet but Alice beat me to it. "Hey, what was that for?"
"You think any girl who can beat the crap out of you is scary."
"Actually, Alice. Any girl who can beat the crap out of Emmet would be scary since she'd be a vampire," Jasper disagreed.
"Or a hunter."
"Yeah."
"She's pretty confusing though. I couldn't quite pick just one emotion from her, it was like she was completely detached."
"Maybe she really is a vampire hunter," Emmet said quietly.
"She is. I saw it in a vision." Alice turned around in her seat to stare at me, the smile back in its usual place. "I think she has a thing for you, Edward!" she laughed.
"How's that possible? I didn't feel a think coming from her."
"Jasper honey, she was doing business. It's her job to be detached and hiding her emotions well, but I think sometime in the future-
"Alice, that's ridiculous!"
"Yeah Alice, don't get his hopes up!" Emmet laughed. Alice smacked him again.
"It's not funny! These two are just perfect for each other!"
"Maybe I'll look her up when we get home," I knew at once that Alice was as excited as I was trying to hide.
"You do that."
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When I looked her up, I found many articles about her from local papers as well as many other things from her old school.
Isabella Swan, most commonly known as Bella, is a girl of many talents. A straight A student, she also plays the piano, writes, and loves to paint by the waterfront. Isabella attended Kenderson Prep until she was sixteen, where she transferred to a private school that is currently unknown. Though many friends still keep in contact with her. At fifteen, she was already getting college scholarship offers from Hartford Law to Princeton. Many of her written works have been published majorly, her composed songs performed by the greatest musicians and her art displayed in galleries.
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No wonder she seemed so different. I had no idea she was so talented. Now it was time to do a little more research on "hunters"
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As long as there have been legends of vampires, witches, and werewolves, there have also been legends about the people who hunt them. They're said to have abilities to rival the creatures they hunt. They form clans and academies of their own, to teach their youth how to hunt. Hunters are immortal and are characterized as being unusually beautiful, talented, and have violet colored eyes. Ruling over this species of mythical hunters is their Grand Council, a council of seven men and women hunters who keep to the ancient laws that all hunters are bound by.
They are relatively normal and are normally seen as humans among humans as well as the creatures they hunt. For the first three years after they discover their abilities, they must attend an academy or will become a creature that the hunters fear and can destroy them. They're described to be corpses that have risen from the ground. The struggle between the hunters and the "deadened" have been portrayed throughout history in many works of art such as the Dawning, painted by a witnessing human, James Halo in 1543. A painting where the hunters are portrayed as gods rising against the dead hunters.
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Sorry it's pretty short and doesn't make much sense, but I'll try to fix it as I go along. Please review!
-V
