In a middle of a room, where the walls were painted white and blank, no roof, and white tile floor with nothing on the walls, sat a man with his ordinary looking chess board, who was very close to 10 feet tall. He looked down at his chess board and sighed. He knew he had done something wrong. He couldn't clear the table, that would just restart it, and that would not help.

The man had long black hair, and was pretty lean, but still muscular. Very much like the young wolf Embry Call. His eyes were a dark, wise brown. His skin was a russet color. The man was very handsome.

He walked over to a swirling bowl (the bowl was literally swirling in thin air) and grabbed it from its dizzying path. He looked around before whispering 'ah' and grabbing what looked to be a pair of glasses. Another man appeared behind him, who was slightly short compared to him, about 7 feet tall.

The other man was holding a cane tightly, and had long gray hair. His eyes were squinted, as if trying to read a very difficult book. You could tell he was near blind.

"Oh, sorry." Said the first man, handing the second his glasses that he obviously needed desperately.

"Thank you my lord." Said the second man. His voice had a tenor in it from old age. He put on his glasses and bowing slightly.

"No need for that. I need your help. I've made a terrible mistake." He turned towards his chess game. The second man knew immediately that this wasn't just some chess game. Instead of game pieces, there were names of people. The names were in the font of Times New Roman, navy blue, and just floated innocently above the squares.

He saw the names Alice Cullen and Sue Clearwater floating where the pawns would be.

"We don't use the word pawns here." The first man said, as if reading his mind. "Humans seem to get very... offended when we use them that way. But in this game they're the most vital. I just don't get it. What's with the kids these days?" the first man asked. As he talked, the Floating Name Pawns reformed their letters to make somewhat like a body. They didn't have a face, and you could see through them of course, but they had a round head, short legs and arms, and seemed to have a torso. The names Rosalie Cullen and Bella Cullen took the somewhat human forms and pushed them away roughly. One of the most obvious names was Sam Uley and Seth Clearwater, but the other names took the human form to quickly to argue with Rosalie and Bella's before the second man could make them out. The name of Leah Clearwater seemed to be the queen, for she had a green font and her human form had an spiky top to it, like a stereotypical crown. Leah Clearwater stepped up two boxes and stood there, analyzing what seemed to be her making her next move. She waited for someone on the other side to move. The name Felix Volturi took his human form too, shrugged and stepped forward. The queen from the other side stepped forward easily to the next square, which made some of the names to the back hiss in anger. They took forms of almost humans too and began to make weird noises. The queen obviously was trying to reach a goal but the other letters seemed to be mad at how easily she was doing it. She was the queen no doubt. There was no king on her side.

On the second side floated the name Demetrius Alexio and for some weird reason, the names on his side looked like they were keeping him away from moving. Every time the name Demetrius Alexio took form of a somewhat human and tried to step forward, the names that the older man couldn't make out because they were all in human took what looked to be spears out of their backs and crossed them together so he couldn't move. Other than that, everyone was frozen on his half of the board. There was no king on his side.

"What happened here?" the second man asked.

"I put the wrong spell on it. Now all his pieces won't let him move, and her pieces are making it easier for her, while the other pieces get angrier every time. The game is supposed to be harder for both of them, not impossible on one side and too easy on the other. Balance is the key." The first man sat down in the chair he was previously sitting in and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"It's very simple my lord. You have to speed up the timeline. She has to find out The Legend sooner." Said the old man with surprise. His wise eyes were wide behind his large spectacles. The first man's head popped up in alarm, but as he thought it over, light returned to his eyes.

"Oh! Well, that'll work. We'll have to fix things, but I think that'll work." Said the man, hurrying around the room, where shelves randomly appeared on the once blank walls around him. He muttered things under his breath, to what any onlookers would think was nonsense, but as he grabbed certain things off the shelves, it seemed to be much more. The pieces on the board suddenly froze. Some of the pieces that were motionless before moved forward. But one, very important piece was added.

Instead of the plain blue and green Times New Roman font that every other name had, this font was Old English Text in gold. It said The Legend. Slightly glowing, it looked like the name was on a flat surface instead of floating, and the second man suddenly realized it was a book. It floated to the very middle of the board and stopped moving suddenly and floated, no longer glowing.

"There. Hopefully it's fixed now." The first man whisperer 'resume play' and the game suddenly began. The pieces were all at their humanlike forms again, pointing at the new game piece and scratching their heads in confusion. The pieces of Demetrius Alexio's sides had removed their spear like letters and was now letting their king piece order them around. Leah Clearwater's side, which was the closest, froze when the name Jane Volturi seemed to push her back from thin air and the piece of Leah Clearwater was bumped two squares down. She grumbled and took her word form once again.

"Yes, my lord. It's fixed." Said the second man with awe in his voice.

The first man sighed, obviously exasperated.

"We've discussed this before. I am not your king or Chief, I am your friend. Call me Taha Aki, alright Quil?" Taha Aki asked.

Old Quil sighed in relief and took off his glasses, and took a cloth out of his jean pocket to clean them off.

"Thank the gods. You really should do something with this place, Taha Aki. It ruins my glasses every time I come here."

A/N: Now, some people may think I just randomly added this chapter, but this is part of the story. The question is, do you want me to explain more in a Part 2, or do you want me to leave it how it is and continue with the story?

Any questions with the story just ask me in your reveiws (another good reason to reveiw) and I'll answer it in the A/N or in the story when it's needed.

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