A/N Rachel is mad but wouldn't you be? Your dog was left to fend for her/his self for 3 days! Yes she may have overacted but we all do that sometimes. In this chap. You will learn some of her powers. Hope you like 'um.
Rachel's POV:
How could he! How dare he! My poor dog! Luna's never had to fend for herself ever! What am I going to find?! No those are bad thoughts Rachel! My throat is burning, I'm so thirsty! Don't think that! She's fine, I know she is. She's a fighter, a survivor. I hope. How could he do this! What could he have been thinking! But then again I glad he didn't take her to his house; she would be in constant danger. I'm so glad he didn't take her to my house either then I would have to steal my own dog. I hope her gave her food at least. What was he thinking! My thoughts wound themselves in an anxious circle as I ran. I ran faster as my thoughts took me to unwanted places. I pushed myself harder as I heard very faint footsteps behind me. Jasper was going to have to work harder to catch me. I was a newborn so I was faster than him, but I was distracted because of my blood thirst that I didn't quench earlier. I must feed tonight. I thought to myself. Ha that's going to make Jasper mad when he realizes that I will be good to my word and not feed off animals. I snorted in disgust at the thought of eating animals. Up ahead I saw the barn. I raced to it.
I skidded to a stop at the door. I walked in, cautious at first then scared at what I would find. I was pulled out of my thinking by lots of thoughts that didn't come from me. Who's here! Ahhh I'm going to die! Help I need help. Jasper found me then, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Rachel, I'm-" I cut him off. "Shhhhh" "But I'm really-" Jasper started again, and again I cut I cut him off. "Will you shut up!" He finally took a hint.I fallowed the scared thoughts first. They lead me to the indoor arena. In there I saw a sight that filled me with joy, my dog. Then I was concerned because she was the source of the thoughts, and she was cowering in a corner. I called softly to her and she snapped her head up to look at me. I must not have looked that different to her because she bounded happily to me and slammed into me full force. Which wasn't much for a 55-pound dog. Her thoughts made me feel warm inside. Momma! I'm safe because mom's here! Momma will keep me safe! Yay she is here! I haven't seen her in along time, I missed her so much! I chuckled because she was so enthusiastic.
"Jasper, do vampires have special abilities?" I asked. "Some of them do" He replied with an unasked question in his voice. "I think I found mine." Japers face was confused. I smiled. "I can hear her thoughts." "Really?" He asked in wonder. "Can you hear my thoughts?" "No" "Oh" he said. "So does any of your family have talents?" "Yes, Alice can see the future, Edward can read peoples minds, and I can control emotions." "Cool" "So is it just her mind you can read or is there others that you can hear?" Jasper asked. "I can hear others too, I think they are the horses thoughts. They're hungry." "Well then lets feed them." He laughed, and I joined in. We walked to the hay room and Luna was plastered to my leg the whole time. I walked over to Zameel's stall to feed him first. His thoughts were as overjoyed Luna's were to see me. He nuzzled me when I went into the stall.
I got a wheelbarrow and started cleaning the stalls. I was much faster than I normally was. I finished cleaning all of the 18 stalls in an hour and a half. It only took me even that long to finish them because they hadn't been cleaned in 3 days. I glared at Jasper when I thought that. When I had asked him about it he said he was too busy watching me to clean the stalls. He had offered his help but I had declined saying it was my job. He was working all of the horses but the stallions. He knew I got crabby when he touched my studs. I finished working and got Zameel out to work him. "English or Western?" I called out to Jasper. "Who is it?" He called back. "Zameel." I replied. "Then I would go for Western." "Western it is Zameel." I told the stallion. I had decided to lunge him first to get the extra energy out. I was right to do that because he was full of himself because he had so much energy. He was acting like a two-year old colt. He was bucking and squealing up a storm. His thoughts were centered on himself today. He was thinking how awesome he was, how powerful, how beautiful, how all of the mares loved him. I was laughing and shaking my head the whole time.
After a two-hour lunging session, I brought him in and put his western tack on. I decided that today would be a speed endurance day. We would be galloping most of the time, and cantering the rest. After two hours of galloping, and cantering I let him cool off. After he was cool I washed him off and put him back in his stall. Then I got the other studs and free lunged them all together. They could be lunged together without fighting because I had trained them all that way since they were old enough to lunge. They knew that if they fought I was quick to reprimand. In there eyes I was the leader of the heard, the top stud if you will. Only one had been fool enough to challenge my leadership and he was quickly taught that I would not be taken out of the lead role easily. They all learned quickly that I was not to be messed with. I had five studs that I trained, with Zameel being my favorite of them all. At the barn we had five studs, six geldings, and seven mares. All of them were in intense training. We were the top barn at the shows, we were rarely beaten.
After that Jasper and I got into our own cars. He had left mine here when he had taken me to his house. I drove at a hundred and fifty miles per hour the whole time. I had always been a bit of a speed demon and now I could afford to be one with out dieing. When we had gotten "home" I told the rest of the family of my talent, then I told them I was going "hunting" in Seattle. They all grimaced when I had said that. Emmet went with me to restrain me if needed. We had taken my truck. I was already at ease with my "brother" he was truly like a brother to me. I had done my makeup in the car. It made me look mysterious. I was wondering how I would know the bad people from the good when I walked into a bar. A guy had come up to me drunk asking if I wanted to go to his house. Some internal alarm came on when I saw him. It was like I knew that he was evil. I told him to fallow me, which of course he did.
I led him into a dark alley and asked him in a husky voice what was his deepest secret. He told me he liked to rape people. I then proceeded to push him up against the cold brick wall. I pinned him there with my hand on his chest. "You will never do that again." I promised him in a harsh menacing voice. He was terrified right now, and stuttering promises that he wouldn't. "Your word isn't enough, so now you will die for this." I plunged my teeth into his neck and with one hand cover him mouth to stifle his scream. I drained him quickly and tossed him to the ground in disgust. He should have never been born. I looked down to my cloths. They were still clean I noted in surprise. I was full now. Emmet had watched the whole thing in surprise of how I handled the situation. "Are you going to gape at me all night or are you coming with me?" I asked him as I walked past him. "I'm coming" He replied quickly. We left and went "home" to my new "family" and my beloved dog.
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