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The next morning when Alice went to the opening to basement in order to share her breakfast, she was surprised to see something had been left for her. She had not jumped to the conclusion the script had been left to her, but she was sure when she read her name scrawled across a yellowing envelope in big loopy letters indicating whoever had done this was not used to writing. Quickly she tore open the envelope to see a note inside with a single line scrawled across a small slip of paper. I hope this helps My Alice.

The small girl had then reached down to pick up the big stack of papers still on the ground and realized it to be a script. She flipped through the first few pages and soon realized it was actually a great script. It had to be one of the better ones she had read. The author did not leave his or her name and for that reason Alice had to continue reading. She wanted to know more about whoever had left this for her and the only way to do that would be by reading it. She had to admit that this was a story which sucked the reader in and kept them wanting more. Not to mention the songs were incredible. A few of them were actually songs she had made up years ago to sing for her friend who may or may not exist. Her father would no doubt be thrilled at this new development.

"It was you weren't it?" Alice whispered as she looked at the broken window and to whatever lives down in the basement. "You did this for us. You took the time to write this amazing play because of what I told you yesterday and you used some of my songs. You've even included male verses so that makes me think that you yourself are a man. You really do exist and yet you have never given me a reason to believe so. I am not sure how I will ever repay you for this, but I will find a way. Enjoy your breakfast my friend and I shall see you this evening for supper. I must take this script to father right away."

As per her usual routine she blew him a kiss now knowing that he was real. As she walked away she also promised herself she would find a way to lure him out of the basement. Now she knew for certain he existed she knew she had to see him. Maybe she could catch him at meal time when he thought she left. She would simply hide behind the bushes and wait for him to reveal himself. With a sigh she headed inside to find her father and hand him the masterpiece of a script. It seemed as if things would soon be looking up.

When Alice finally found her father again after giving him the script a few hours later for auditions by the stage with Edward she was filled in how both Rosalie and Bella, who had been top choices for the upcoming show had a terrible accident. Apparently both women had lost their voices. It seemed as if at breakfast the juice they had drank also had small traces of poison in them even though it would not be enough to kill them, but it did destroy their singing voices for the next few months.

"What are we going to do?" Carlisle was pacing back and forth with fear in his eyes. He had thought after reading the script that his daughter had brought him earlier things would be looking up and now they seemed to be worse than ever. "The show is in a few weeks and now our lead female singers have lost their voices! This is going to ruin us!"

Edward paced right along with his father and set his hand down on the older man's shoulder. He chose to remain calm and think about this rationally. Finally it occurred to him the answer was standing right in front of them. "Dad, what about Alice?"

"What about Alice?" His father countered turning to look at Alice who was watching the both of them.

"Let her sing for you." The bronze haired male said as he shot her a charming smile. He knew that if anyone could pull this off it would be her. Her voice had the ability since childhood to catch him off guard and then keep him trapped until she completed her song. It was not a talent many people possessed. "You've never really listened to her, but I have and you always tell me how you trust my judgment so I am asking that you trust me now. Give her a chance to show you what she can do."

"Alright son, Alice if you would like the chance to show me what you can do now would be the time." Her father motioned to the center of the stage where she was to stand as she sang. "Since you brought me that amazing play earlier I deserve to give you this chance. You have earned it. I will not be able to tell you for sure if you have the part or not since my other business partners have a say, but if you do well today I will set up a meeting with them."

The tiny brunette with spiky hair took center stage nervously as she watched her adopted brother go to the piano. He would be playing for her as she sang. He gave her thumbs up before going through the music. "Why don't we start with 'Think of Me' the female part? Take it from the top little sister. I know you can do this."

She nodded and listened until he hit where she was supposed to start singing. Closing her eyes she pictured what she was saying in her mind. It was easier for her to concentrate if she could think of a particular scene playing out in her head. "Think of me, think me fondly

When we've said goodbye

Remember me once in a while

Please promise me, you'll try

Then you'll find that once again you long

To take your heart and be free

If you'll ever find a moment

Spare a thought for me

Everyone in the room stopped whatever they were doing to watch her. Her voice like an angel rang throughout the entire room gaining confidence with every note that passed between her lips. After the first two verses she opened her eyes and took a step forward as she continued on with the song.

We never said our love was evergreen

Or as unchanging as the sea

But if you can still remember

Stop and think of me

Think of all the things

We've shared and seen

Don't think about the way

Things might have been

Think of me, think of me waking

Silent and resigned

Imagine me trying too hard

To put you from my mind

Her bright green eyes found the abandoned balcony where nobody ever dare sit because it was dangerous due to all of the damage done over the years. Her breath caught in her throat when she saw someone standing there watching her. She could not see his face because he was covered in shadow, but she knew it had to be him. Never letting her gaze waver she continued singing for him. This song was only for his ears to hear right now, even if she did not understand completely why that was.

Recall those days; look back on all those times

Think of those things we'll never do

There will never be a day

When I won't think of you

The mystery man watched her intently as he clapped for her. He knew she was singing to him, for him only, as it should be. She belonged to him and him alone. Her voice was a treasure he would never get tired of hearing. One of the reasons he had put this very song in the play was because he had wanted her to sing it for him. He wanted everyone to hear her amazing voice and know they could never have it because it was his as was she. As she finished he bowed once before once again disappearing in to the shadows. Alice watched him go ignoring all of the applause around her and for her. All she knew that was in this moment she needed to find out who he was.

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Later that evening Alice found herself in her room as she looked in her mirror. Today had been the day she waited for all of her life. Someone finally noticed her and now people were talking about her in a positive way rather than a negative one. With a happy smile she continued to brush her short hair until suddenly all the lights in her room and the rest of the house flickered before going out completely. The small girl jumped because it was a well-known fact the dark scared her especially if she were alone.

"Hello?" Her voice quivered when she heard her bedroom door open. She figured it would be either her father or brother coming to check on her as they always did whenever the power went out. It was strange though because there was no storm outside and that is the main reason they would lose power. "Edward is that you?"

A dark shadow passed by her mirror and she knew right away this was her adopted brother. When the stranger spoke his voice was gravely and deep and oh so alluring. "You have been looking for me."

"It's you." She whirled around and took a hurried step forward trying to get a closer look at the man, but he was quick and stepped back and to the left deeper in to the darkness. "You're real."

"I ask of you to stop looking." His voice caressed her skin even though he was not close enough for her to see let alone touch her. The only thing she could make out was the white gloves and a half mask covering the left side of his face.

"Why?" Alice questioned as she reached out blindly towards her nightstand in order to grab a pack of matches and a lighter. She quickly lit it and held it up to her face as she once more tried to take a step closer to the intruder. Strangely enough it did not bother her knowing he was in her room.

"You will not like what you see." He replied before hissing and throwing his hands in front of his face when she started to get closer to him. "Blow that out! Blow it out now! You cannot see!"

Immediately a shot of cool hair killed the flame of the candle bringing around darkness yet again. Alice set the candle down and tilted her head to the side. "How can you be sure that I will not like what I see if I am not given a chance to look?"

"Do not ask stupid questions my Alice." He told her and this time he took a few steps in her direction until he was standing right in front of her. His right hand came up to caress her cheek. "Something as beautiful as you deserves to see only beauty. That is why you must stop looking for me."

Before she had a chance to say anything his lips descended on hers in a soft kiss. Strong hands, the same hands which had killed Mike Newton gripped at her hips as he pulled her close. His lips were soft and yet rough at the same time. Alice could feel the jagged flesh meaning he had scars and she wanted so badly to see them. Her hand came up to touch the left side of his face and her fingers hit cool plastic. As soon as that happened he pulled away from her backing up and in to the shadow once more.

"What if I desire not to stop searching?" She asked as two of her fingers came to rest on her lips. They still tingled with desire, something she was not used to. "You cannot hide from me forever you know."

"And you cannot search forever dear little one." He turned away from her to adjust his mask before turning back to face her again. "I will always be here watching you only you will not see me. It is better for you to pretend. Pretend I am beautiful like you. Only then can we be sure you will not run, run away from me."

Her green eyes scanned the darkness begging for better eyesight so as to allow her even a glimpse of his face. "I would never run from you."

Footsteps sounded in the distance and the man hurried towards her closet where he had a secret way back to his home in the basement. "You say this because you do not see me. I fear even you could not get past the monster you would see when you looked. Goodnight my Alice and remember that even if you cannot see me you can always think of me. I shall be awaiting our company at breakfast little one."

Then he was gone just as Edward burst through her door and the lights came back on flooding the room with color so bright she had to blink a few times in order to clear her vision. "Alice, are you alright? I tried to get to you sooner, but I couldn't find any of the candles we have stored away. Somebody must have moved them. I heard you talking to someone, are you sure everything is alright?"

Alice nodded as her fingers brushed over her lips some more. "I am fine Edward. I merely held a conversation with myself in order to keep my fear of the darkness away. I find now that it does not scare me as much as it probably should. I am going to retire for the evening though I will see you in the morning."

After he had left Alice searched her closet to find it empty except for a single red rose. She picked up the flower and held it close to her heart. "I will find you Mr. Mysterious I can promise you that."

TBC…

AN: I have to admit that I liked this chapter. I kind of rushed it though because I really cannot wait for the next one. I hope that you all liked it as well. In the next chapter you get the first real official meeting between Jasper and Alice. You don't really think she would give up so easily do you?

Please R&R like always!

Preview for the next chapter:

"I told you to stop looking!"

"I told you I wouldn't!"

"Are you satisfied now?" "Satisfied at what you see? Does this please you?"

"I cannot very well see with you turned away from me."

"Why would you want to see a monster?"