: Elion: August 27th 2008: The wedding:
I watched with calm eyes as Edward entered through the back ever so swiftly. Though his eyes never turned to my direction I was still caught off-guard. Years of preparing myself for seeing Edward as a vampire had been lost as I was still caught completely. Every crease, every scar that Edward had once had was nowhere to be seen however replaced with simple perfection. His mussed bronze hair appeared windswept, kind to his head rather than unkempt as it had once appeared. His once scrawny build now lay, built to the bone with muscle and tendons beneath his black and white tux. He wore no bowtie however instead kept the lapels of his shirt undone to show just the tiniest bit of his collarbone. He was going casual-cool today.
Honey irises rimmed the ebony orbs in his eyes as he seemed all too perfect now. I had once seen him as merely Edward, Katrina's admirer, but now I saw him as Edward; the vampire. I turned away slowly, turning to the front of the room where the minister stood before the Altar. Edward made his way to stand before the minister, taking his place with his hands clasped in wait. He turned to peer down the aisle, awaiting his perfect bride. People roamed in, streaming into their seats as Rosalie took her seat behind the piano and placed her porcelain fingers upon the ivory keys. I could only remember when Edward would play the similar instrument, so oddly, seeming so confused with every key and yet taking it each in stride. The instrument had once enraged him as he had never had the time to play the instrument, to learn it correctly. I suppose now he had the time.
Alice soon danced down the steps, elegance her nature, as she began to file to the crowd. I noted three men beside Edward, each with honey eyes. I noted Carlisle, as familiar as ever, as first beside Edward. His honey-golden hair lay, stiffened to slick behind his head in perfection and nearly melding with his porcelain snow skin. He too wore a black and white tux though a tie took the place of a bowtie. The next man that stood beside Carlisle seemed to not be breathing though it went unnoticed as he mimicked breathing by moving his chest slowly and flaring his nose every once in a while. His own golden blonde hair lay in locks, framing his face perfectly and seeming to accentuate every smirk he took in stride. He wore his own tux the same way as Edward, with the lapels undone though the tails were as well undone.
The next man appeared much larger than all three boys yet only as large as a football player. His entire build was strong, that of a hunter. He had a head of half-curly black hair to match the pupils behind the honey irises. His own tux was completely formal with the exception of his bowtie, a foolishly red bowtie with black spots upon them. A snort escaped my lips though it went unheard by all humans. However this simple sound pulled Carlisle's eyes to me and not anyone else. His face registered shock for a brief millisecond before he turned his eyes to the end of the aisle. I turned as well. And this….this was Isabella.
Isabella strode down the aisle, her father at her arm, and elegance at her toe. The gown she wore fit her figure so majestically it was divinely breathtaking. Her mahogany hair was pulled up in an intricate up-do as her heart-shaped face appeared made up and yet less so than others. Her chocolate eyes matched those of Charlie's however when she found Edward, they lit up with an intricate beauty, a light so elegant and so captivating that it was undeniable. She was madly, truly, deeply in love with Edward Mason Cullen. I smirked to myself as I recognized her entirely as the one true mate for Edward. Her shyness, her blush, her wariness all appeared the complete opposite of Katrina and yet I could not help but see my cousin in this girl. The beauty, the undeniable pull that you would feel to this girl; this was entirely her and entirely Katrina. I could not help but feel as though Isabella was a reincarnation of Katrina yet she was her own person entirely.
Charlie kissed her cheek at the end of the aisle before returning to his seat beside me. Edward's own honey-gold eyes softened as they fell upon Isabella. He took her hand to his and I imagined fully that his heart had dropped from chest to his arm then down to that hand that held hers so entirely. She now had his heart. Please, Isabella. I silently pleaded. Do not break my brother. I begged.
The vows lasted 'til sunset, the perfect timing, no doubt placed by Alice. Isabella and Edward finished with a heartbreaking kiss of passion and embrace; of forever. I nearly had tears in my eyes before I remembered my eye makeup and halted them, blinking them away. Soon enough everyone had lifted from their seats to congratulate Edward and Isabella. However the person who left first was Carlisle. Esme watched from beside Rosalie as he approached me cautiously. His entire face concluded in confusion as he peered at me. I smirked at the doctor as I watched him cautiously.
"Have I met you before, young lady?" Carlisle inquired as the crowd began to stream to the outdoors where the canopy stood, set up for the reception. "I believe we have, Dr. Cullen." I replied softly as I outstretched my hand. "But just as a reminder, I am Elion Sylvester." I introduced with my smirk fully blown into a smile. Carlisle's face registered the most shock I could expect from an immortal man having met a human he had met over eighty years ago. Finally his face softened to a smile and he accepted the hand kindly. "It is very nice to see you again, Miss Sylvester." Carlisle commented.
"Please, call me 'Ellie'," I insisted once more. Carlisle released a laugh that echoed throughout the empty house. Carlisle's eyes fell onto a figure behind me causing me to look behind me. Soon enough I spotted Esme, a bit of concern on her face. "It appears you've found your wife, Dr. Cullen." I chuckled as I offered a small wave. Hesitant and reluctant, Esme smiled back with a polite nod. "Yes, I believe you haven't met Esme." Carlisle remembered, thinking back to dates and times. "Well, she showed me my seat if that's any indication." I laughed to Carlisle who chuckled along. His face turned to concern soon enough.
"Have you seen Edward as of yet?" Carlisle questioned as he turned to find the groom outside of the window. I laughed at Carlisle's reaction before shaking my head. "No, I haven't seen him as of yet. I'll allow the party to calm before I see him. I don't want to drop such a bomb on him right before his honeymoon." I explained to the man. Carlisle grinned to me. "How long have you waited to see him or have you known at least?" Carlisle asked. I sighed as I thought over my answer. "I believe I've known about Edward's existence as a vampire for eighty three years. Kate and Tanya had explained for me once they were convinced that I wasn't normal myself." I replied.
Dr. Cullen grinned at this as his brow furrowed in curiosity. "If it would help, Carlisle, Alice has offered for me to stay awhile after the wedding. I can answer questions then." I chuckled to the curious doctor. Sighing in relief, Carlisle nodded. "You should go dance with the groom as you probably will have a wonderful reunion." Carlisle chuckled. I nodded to the man kindly and politely before heading out. The crowds swathed each person whole in one gulp however I managed to discover the couple. Isabella was held rather closely by Edward on the dance floor to a sort of odd sounding music.
"They truly are in love."
I jumped at Tanya's voice as she said this, eliciting a loud laugh from her. Many heads turned in the direction of her symphony of chimes and many boys swooned. Tanya seemed even more elegant tonight of all nights. Her gown seemed of completely red lace over satin, a beautiful piece of art among her body. Her hair glanced against her skin in golden shine. A pair of black strappy high heels tortured her feet however she appeared in about as much pain as Esme.
"They sure are." I breathed to my sister as I reached and clutched to her hand. Tanya squeezed my hand ever so gently as I leaned up against her. With every time I saw Isabella's beauty, Katrina's face cropped into my mind. "She looks so much like her." I breathed to myself as I watched. Tanya turned with a confused expression. "Isabella," I explained without looking up. "She appears so much like Katrina, my cousin." I breathed. Tanya gave a soft smile to me and shrugged. She wouldn't know; she'd never met Katrina. "Then Katrina must be beautiful." Tanya complimented. I laughed at her comment as I nodded along in agreement.
"Oh, listen to us," I murmured as I straightened up. "We're just a couple of old biddies, swooning over the bride." I chuckled as I looked up. Tanya laughed along, eliciting more stares from around. "Are you prepared to meet the bride?" I questioned as I noted that Edward and Isabella were now finished with their dance. The couple of perfections began to make their way off of the dance floor and towards our end of the crowd. Tanya chuckled with a nod. "Are you?" She asked. I nodded however mainly to myself. It was time to see the new Katrina. "God, she's so beautiful," Tanya murmured to herself. I chuckled at this with my own agreeing nod.
Edward smirked as he saw Tanya, not even noticing me. Isabella frowned with concern as she saw Tanya. Yes, Tanya was beautiful. However tonight, Isabella was gorgeous. I crossed my arms with a grin plastered on my face. Before anyone could speak a word Edward had caught sight of me. Conflicting emotions battled across his face for mere seconds before he straightened it into a grin of sincere happiness. Before I could greet my long-lost brother Edward had plucked me from the ground and held me close to him. I just barely managed to hug Edward back before he placed me on the ground.
"Yes," I sighed as I saw Edward's eyes flicker briefly to Isabella. "It sure has been a long time, Mister Mason." I chuckled.
Edward frowned playfully at me as Isabella's face took on an appearance of sheer shock, her doe eyes growing wide. "You must be Isabella," I chuckled as I outstretched a hand to Bella. Bella scowled at the name before smiling back albeit shyly. "Yes, I am. And you are…?" Bella urged with curiosity and jealousy in her eyes. "My name is Elion but please call me 'Ellie'." I introduced myself. Tanya giggled at my side, unable to contain herself. Edward raised a playful eyebrow. "Well, you disappeared. It was only natural of me to search for you." I chuckled at Edward's look, crossing my arms once more.
"How long are you staying?" Edward asked curiously. I frowned as I thought this over. "Well, Alice has offered for me to stay for a while after the wedding but when the fish starts to stink…" I trailed off with a chuckle followed by Edward's own. I turned my attention to Bella, a very concerned looking Bella.
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The rest of the night appeared to go on without a hitch though I very much doubted that with the tension of the rest of the night. "It's nothing, honey," Tanya assured me when I asked after the guests besides us had left. Edward and Bella had left for their honeymoon and the Cullens had invited us in. Esme smiled down at me as well with a reassuring nod. I was quite positive that Carlisle hadn't found the time to explain my situation with them quite yet so they were most likely dying to know. Rosalie was scowling at me with every ounce of venom in her as Emmett appeared amused by me.
"So, do you live with the Denali's?" Carlisle asked once I had been seated at the couch. "Oh, no, I don't." I informed them. Tanya laughed again as Kate pouted from her seat beside Garrett. "They offer but I like to go to high school. I'm a true scientist at heart." I chuckled among them. "We've offered," Tanya attempted. "But she just won't budge!" Kate cried out in despair and exasperation. I laughed at my sister with a shake of my head. "I come for seasonal visits with them; every winter, summer, fall, and spring during the breaks in school." I explained.
"How exactly did this happen?" Carlisle asked once more. I blushed at the man. "Well, it was an accident really." I muttered as I was humiliated by the littlest bit that had given me a second life. "I created a serum and a brace, twins truly. The serum would allow heightened senses and immunity whereas the brace would give extra strength and agility." I explained, my face surely flushed by now. "The serum would create walls around the A-G-E cells that are the true cells for healing, breaking of the skin, and essentially everything along with creating hardened walls around the bones and heart for more stamina. The brace controlled the limitations of movements and extended potential abilities." I explained to them.
Carlisle seemed beyond fascinated at this moment as Esme seemed a bit unsure. Rosalie was scoffing at the very idea as Emmett was dazing off, imagining the possibilities of a humorous super-human. "I took the serum to become immune to the sickness and planned to save for the most part some for Edward. However I forgot to adjust the settings on the serum and replace the essential ingredients to make the affects temporary." Jasper cringed as he came to the conclusion first. Alice comfortingly stroked his hand to assure him. "I destroyed the rest of the serum once the pain began. I thought, at the moment, that death would've been a greater pleasure than the pain. In the early stages of the serum I visited Edward and confided in him. This was where you found me, Dr. Cullen." I informed the vampire.
Carlisle's face took on a new understanding, a reformation of the memory of him taking me to the hospital bed. "You mistook it for the Influenza however it was far from it. Edward never mistook it but he didn't have the chance to explain it to you." I explained. Kate reached over Tanya's lap to grip onto my hand. I accepted Kate's hand. "What on earth happened to the brace?" Carlisle asked. I chuckled as I reached up. I quickly shed the cardigan and held out my arm. A copper line drew across the center of my arm and wound around my wrists, the exact painting of where the brace had been. "It began to mold into my skin once I took the serum. I think perhaps the serum had a hint as to that it was its twin and wanted to be one." I explained.
: Elion: August 29th 2008: La Push:
I dug my cold toes into the grains of sand that appeared to be the beach. Though the Cullens could not come to this beach they had insisted that I come as I am not a vampire. I am not banned by any means from La Push. The waves wracked over rocks, boulders, the sand and against the cliffs, each time making a hushing sound. This was independently marvelous. I watched as the deathly gray waters hushed every other noise, quieting all.
I wished to capture each motion in my mind, to capture each hush of the ocean, each wave, to capture it all and play it each time it captivated me endlessly. And yet a snip behind me captured my attention away. I knew better than to turn around or show any sign that I knew they were there. They would only run. Instead if they were peaceful they should know that I was not a threat. I held my arms out, placing each palm deep within the grains of sand as the sand began to dig beneath my nails. The clouds of the sky cast an overcast of sheer darkness, paling my skin to a foggy blue of the day. Though it had not rained yet I could just barely feel the electricity of a storm crackle on my skin, just barely beneath my flesh.
"You're not allowed here."
The voice was gravelly, grave and serious among the threatening sounds of the ocean. The voice sent a shudder up my spine as I peered out over the horizon. What would happen if I were to drown? I was immortal; did I not need to breathe? Or did I have some hidden ability to grow gills under pressure?
"And who says that?" I retorted.
"You know who, leech." The voice growled back.
I blinked, shocked to no end. Could my life get any more shocking? This man believed that I was a vampire! Not only that but I had managed the luck to come across a wolf in this day. "I will ask again," I bit sharply back. I would not take that from a wolf or any other creature on this planet or any other. I had not taken it from Edward and I would not take it from a stranger. "Who says that I am not allowed here?" I hissed into the air as my face turned downcast. I was prepared to leap up and claw this wolf's eyes out.
"Don't insult me, bloodsucker. Quileute land isn't meant for vampires." The voice snapped back. The tone brought forward a pang of pain though I couldn't understand it for one second. I had a miraculous sense of judgment; was this man meant to be a friend? Finally I managed to satisfy my curiosity by turning my head a mere ninety degrees and hide behind my hair though I could clearly see this man. My heart nearly stopped at that moment.
The eyes alone had caught hold of me. Such intensity ran through the jagged brims of the caramel irises beneath thickly arched eyebrows. His nose seemed to be slightly upturned and wrinkled in disgust. Clouding ebony hair managed to fall just low enough to fall over his forehead, halfway to his eyebrows. His chin was pointed to a peak though his face had a masculine square reason within it. His body was only clothed by a pair of cutoff shorts to the knees, hanging low and flashing the pelvis V yet not entirely too much. His feet remained flat in a set of cheap plastic flip-flops. Muscles rippled in thicker waves than the ocean I had been staring at mere moments ago. I enjoyed this view much more.
Finally I reached up, tugging the blonde curls and pulling them behind my ear to show that my eyes were the silver that they were and not the honey or the scarlet of vampires. I was showing that I was human or at least that I was half human. I raised my eyes to meet this boy's eyes as I began to turn myself so that I could fully stand to approach him. To do what when I approached him, I had not the slightest.
Shock pleasured the boy's face as his jaw dropped ever so slightly to prove his surprise. I watched as the boy's clouded eyes began to lighten, shining brightly now. "Sorry," The boy murmured. I chuckled at this as I stood from my spot. I had gowned myself into my holey ebony halter top and my holey skinny jeans however I hadn't bothered with high heels today so I stood at only 4'10 however the boy stood at about 6 foot. "S' right," I chuckled in a slight slur. This boy's novelty would be the death of me. The boy let out a weak chuckle, a false, forced laugh. "Ha, ha; vampires," The boy forced out. "If only," I breathed with a slight curl of my lips to the boy. He let out a weak, sheepish nod as a blush crept to his face.
"I mean," I continued as a smirk fell upon my lips. "Imagine playing Buffy," I breathed to the boy. "I don't believe…that'd be very fun." The boy announced, attempting to clear himself. I raised and lowered my head in a torturously slow nod. "And why not?" I asked. "Too much…danger," The boy breathed, losing himself for a second. I felt so ashamed for flirting with this boy yet it filled my body with a buzz, a sort of electricity that didn't belong to the oncoming storm. "For you," The boy corrected himself as he pointed his finger out to me. I raised my eyebrows, directing a sharp-nailed index to the center of my chest to indicate "who? Me?". I finally managed to catch myself enough to introduce myself, holding out my hand that had pointed at myself.
"I'm Ellie." I introduced.
"Embry," The boy breathed, obviously very sheepish.
For an odd reason Embry's shyness clouded my mind with ideas of flirts, ideas of his lips, and ideas of how to get him. The one objective on my mind was this boy, this…wolf. "Where are you from, Embry?" I asked as I cleared my throat and jammed my hands into my pockets. Embry thought for a moment. "Oh, I'm, uh, local." Embry stammered as he finished with a gulp. A new idea filled his mind as his eyes broke into a determined pace. "And how about you?" Embry asked. I thought for a moment. Could I possibly lie to this boy, this beautiful creature? This wolf…my family's one true enemy. Could Embry possibly create peace between the Cullens and the La Push "protectors"? No, A voice murmured into my mind. Not this wolf. The voice thought.
"Visiting a couple of friends in Forks," I half-assed to Embry. The dulling shine in his eyes, the helplessness, created a new wave upon me, luring me to my next few words. "But I've been offered to stay there." I rushed to say. I was grateful that my voice showed not as much urgency in the words than what was hidden beneath. I felt the allure to helping this wolf, to knowing him; to wanting him…I wanted to know this man. What will Edward think? I questioned myself. Would my just-barely-reunited brother believe the incredible urge of mine to know this creature, this man, this wolf? For Embry was no longer just the mere general image of my brother's enemy; he was now an actual human, a man, a person. There was only one answer; he would have to.
Once again light shone in Embry's caramel irises, so blindingly soft, so incredibly beautiful. My arms twitched to hug him, to hold him close despite that I just barely came to his chest in height. My feet were lured near Embry, to be close to him, to separate the distance. Finally Embry cleared his throat, attempting to regain his dignity lost. "Do you think you'll take them up on that offer?" Embry asked. I paled, flushed, at the deep baritone of Embry's voice at that moment. He had tried to act sexy; and he succeeded. New thoughts emerged in my mind, new images; a raging embrace between Embry and me, my lips melding with his, new exciting pleasures, so brand new to me. This was lust.
"I'm thinking about it." I retorted, a sheepish smirk crawling into place to regain my own dignity. Embry's new grin flashed at me, an inspiring flush creeping up his face. Meters above, then feet, then inches, then nothing above a single drop of liquid sprayed from the sky, dropping directly onto my nose. The first raindrop had graced me. Embry's hand reached forward, seemingly instinctual as he cupped my cheek, and swiped the drop away with the single pad of his thumb. At that moment we were caught, just barely glancing into each other's eyes; his into my unnatural silver, mine into his unbearable caramel. More spraying rain began to drop, picking up the pace gradually, yet Embry made no sign of moving. And neither did I. I wouldn't be able to stand it if I broke away from the gesture first. At that very moment I wanted to at least kiss him, to taste his lips, his breath, to taste him.
The heat of Embry's hand warmed my cheek to the touch as his unnatural heat began to beat at me in waves. But this was not uncomfortable in the least; it was quite comforting. Finally a smile graced my lips. This was not a smirk, not a grimace, not a frown; this was an actual smile, so sentimental, so soft. It felt good.
: Elion: September 1st 2008: The park/La Push:
He couldn't pick me up or he would know that I was associated with the Cullens. He would see me as an enemy if he knew. But he would find out; he would definitely find out that I was not only associated with the Cullens however with the direct issue of the Cullen family; Edward Cullen or rather, as I know him, Edward Mason. Edward had been in a rough patch with Isabella's wolf friend, Jacob, and that had created a rift in the Pack. And though I had enough secrets to scare Embry away completely, the secret of my immortality proved an issue. I would have to tell him before he stopped phasing so that we could somehow be together, come the time.
I sat, drifting lazily on the swing-set as I waited for the one boy I'd been dying to see for the past two days. The boy whose caramel eyes invaded my every free moment as Edward was not around to read my thoughts, my imagination, my mental diary. This was the boy whose gestures of sweet adornment had clouded my every moment, creating a klutz of me for the past two days. At some point Alice had questioned why my future had disappeared from her however I had merely answered that it meant my abilities would develop soon. Alice accepted that with excitement, imagining what possible abilities I could have.
Though I felt some shame for deceiving Alice I believed that she would not very well approve of my taking to a wolf. I had not the words to explain just how this "wolf" had invaded me, personally. I could not describe a thing I felt for him but sheer liking. I had never taken to boys in my past so each roll of my stomach, each gut-wrenchingly sweet thought I had of Embry was brand new. This was a new experience and I hadn't decided whether it was one I liked or rather one that would be painful to endure. So far this has not been painful at all, just…distressing. Every moment it seemed that I was self-conscious about my hair, my eyes, my body.
Even as a full human I had never felt this and with immortal beauty and youth this was rather irrational. As a full human I had always believed that the only three things that belonged in this world were Katrina, Edward and myself; the three of us together. New guilt sprung to me as I thought of my beloved lost cousin. If I had only given her the serum rather than myself, Katrina would have made it through that mugging. But I couldn't have known so this, too, was irrational.
Abruptly I felt a pair of warm fingers clasp around my own hands, each of the four hands bracing the chains that held the rubber swing beneath me. I turned my face upward to peer at the face I knew so well for having been playing every feature in my mind thirty times each second for the past two days. A small, self-conscious smirk fell upon my lips as I peered at him, his features turned the wrong way above me. Embry's responding growing smile left me utterly breathless, my eyes near tears at the sheer beauty of him. "Sorry I'm so late," Embry muttered sheepishly, a scarlet blush flaying onto his cheeks. He said nothing else so I suspected that he had been attending to wolf duties.
"S' alright," I answered, slightly less sheepish than before. Embry's eyes shone once more with a small twinkle, now knowing that I was not angry at him. How could I possibly be angry at this boy? Embry's face turned playful a second later. "Do you want me to push you?" Embry questioned, a hand gesturing to the rubber seat that I now sat on. I couldn't help the chuckle that escaped me at this however a nod escaped me at the same time. I turned forward, awaiting the shove when Embry bent to speak into my ear. "Just tell me when you think you've gone too high," He breathed into my ear, raising goose-bumps upon my neck.
The next second I felt a small, gentle shove at my waist yet it was too soft to push me farther than a few feet. I lurched forward on the swing, enjoying the small momentum of physics. "So, where do you want to go when it rains?" Embry asked in the small second that I was nearest to him. I could already feel the heat of him against my back yet I attempted to ignore to think clearly. "Let's go to the diner," I suggested once I was nearest to him once more. Embry's face then became pensive, unbelievably thoughtful. "Alright," He reluctantly answered. Though I knew far too much of my own self to believe I'd give into Embry, I wanted to know just why the diner was not such a bright idea.
And about a half of an hour later, when the inevitable rain had finally fallen, I had discovered merely why. This was supper time so this was the time for food; and Embry had known that tonight his Alpha's wife was not cooking. I hadn't thought much of anything as we approached the diner as I had finally grown the smallest bit cold. I had merely dressed into a burnt and dusty tank top along with a pair of holey skinny jeans so the wind had been Hell's opposite on my skin. I swept my hair over my shoulder, the left and to the opposite direction of Embry, and carefully placed a hair-tie around the ponytail. The limp hair fell swiftly over my shoulder and to my navel in the new length, unbelievably short compared to what I had once had.
The moment that Embry and I entered I found them, crowding the corner of the diner in several booths. There were about eight boys, four women and one small girl, sitting upon one of the men's lap. First I took into account the little girl upon the man's lap. She seemed to be about the age of three, not much above that. Ebony curls perched themselves between ribbons on the small girl's shoulders as she wore a small white t-shirt with a set of child-edition jeans, pink flowers embellishing the hems of the legs. Russet flesh placed on the small girl as her eyes widened with every few seconds, pronouncing the wide blue irises upon her eyes. Such a small girl was so adorable, she had me already.
The next I noticed was the man who she sat upon. A strong jaw was set behind his soft tan skin as a flared nose was perched just barely above a pair of almond-shaped lips. However the most I noticed was that every second he looked upon the little girl, his eyes would light. Though it was similar to Embry's light, it was far different, more pensive. "That's Claire and Quil," Embry introduced in a mutter to me, noticing my stare upon the pair.
"Next to him are Jared and Kim." Embry whispered to me. By the way he looked at me it appeared that Embry had not told his Pack. This might have been for the same reason that I have not yet told the Cullens; by my appearance, and by how he had first perceived me, these boys could find me unbelievable as a human. They would be on the dot. I was about to joke to Embry about him being ashamed of me when a voice called out. "Yo, Embry!" The voice cried out. I turned to find myself glaring at Quil. "I'd hoped to keep you to myself for at least a little while but I guess that's shot to hell," Embry murmured to me. I chuckled at his words as I turned back to him.
I could only find Embry smirking at his friends once I looked back. "But their expressions are worth it," Embry chuckled as I turned to look as well. Of course several jaws had dropped though whether it was that I was Embry's company or my likeliness to a vampire that was so shocking, I was unsure of. "I suppose that is rather evilly enjoyable." I returned. Embry turned his face back down to me, his eyes lighting once more with an unimaginable spark that I couldn't identify at this very moment. "Do you want to sit with them or sit alone?" Embry asked. I sighed, torn between the two. On one hand I wanted to be alone with Embry as this was our first official date however on the other hand I wanted to see just who friends with Embry were.
I knew it was inevitable who he was friends with however I wanted to see the highlights of Embry's life, to see who he was to his friends. I wanted to see Embry for who he truly was. However my decision was made for me once a pair of feet had chased down Embry's and my still figures at the doorway. "And this," Embry sighed in resignation, "Is Sam." He finished dutifully. I turned to find just who I had expected; the Alpha.
: Embry: September 1st 2008: Diner:
I had imprinted. Elion Sylvester is my imprint. I could only find gratitude for imprinting on such a beautiful creature as Ellie. I loved every copper tattoo on her skin, every inch of her scar, every hair on her head. Ellie's silver eyes pleaded with me for something; perhaps an escape. I could only dream of an escape. The way that Ellie's top hugged her entire torso and the way that her entire form was covered by the jeans and the simple pair of Converse. My girl was practical. Sam still stood before us but I was lost in all the shortness, all the blondeness, all the silver-eyed entirety of Elion Sylvester.
I only gazed into Ellie's eyes, unable to tear myself from her, as I managed to introduce her without pulling her out of the diner and to the alley to take off her clothes and just…ravage her. "Sam," I started with a small clearing of my throat. "This is Ellie," I introduced as I smirked a bit sheepishly at her name. Ellie and Embry; it was so perfect. Sadness overcame me as Ellie tore her eyes from mine and offered a small smirk at Sam. Though Ellie merely came up to about Sam's elbow, she still managed to seem so coy, so protected, so planned. I feared I had hurt Ellie's feelings by not telling the Pack that I had imprinted, though it was hard. I merely wanted to focus on Jake's issues and I didn't want them to get the wrong idea.
Jacob's been in a steep depression since Bella's wedding to the leech. Ellie reached forward, holding a simply pale and delicate hand out to Sam. "Nice to meet you," Ellie finally said. I loved the softness, the coyness of her voice. It was always so sexy but it still elicited a growl as the voice was directed at Sam. Thankfully this only caused Ellie to chuckle that simple, breathy chuckle that Ellie had so mastered. Sam shot a brief, confused and shocked glance in my direction before accepting Ellie's hand with his masterful protective smile. "It's nice to meet you, too," Sam admitted reluctantly, his eyes still sending a mocking glare in my directions. But I managed to only stare at Ellie. And it was too easy.
Every radiant feature of this girl had once had me positive that she was a leech but the second that I saw her eyes…those glorious silver-ring eyes…I knew that she would be mine, forever and never long enough. A scuffle caught my attention as I turned. Brady and Collin seemed to be fighting over the seat at the edge, much to get the better look at Ellie. I didn't know whether I should be angry at them for even looking in Ellie's direction or proud that I had the most beautiful imprint of all. No one would ever top Ellie's radiance, the way that she drew me to her. Forget magic; this was merely her and her alone. Even without the imprint in one way or another I would have found and I would have been just as flustered. I managed to control my urges of protectiveness with only wrapping my arm around Ellie's waist. I felt the need to have her to myself if even for only tonight; I merely wanted her for at least one night, one date. To have this angel by my side would create my own personal heaven, my paradise.
I could only manage a pathetic smirk in Sam's direction. Though we would leave them we would be watched by them as long as we were in this diner. That didn't matter much as long as I could call this Angel mine. I could call her mine forever. "Now, Samuel," I bit at my Alpha rather abruptly. "If you wouldn't mind, Ellie and I were just about to get something to eat." For a moment I worried that Ellie would find my protectiveness unattractive however I could feel the soft vibration and hear the breathiness of her audible chuckle. She found me amusing. Now I was complete.
Sam, too, chuckled at my protection rather abruptly, nodding his understanding. However, he would have my ass later. I spotted Jake at the table, a small smirk on his face as he watched our scene. At least I got my best friend to crack even the slightest of a smile. I turned back to Ellie and knew instantly, that she was worth it. "Of course," Sam responded, holding his chin high before nodding slightly in farewell to Ellie and heading off. Ellie reached over to her scarred shoulder, tracing the hidden scar. "That was…" Ellie trailed off. I snorted at her lack of words as I began to lead her across the room. Finally once we were at the table Ellie turned to me with a suspicious look.
"This is a side of you that I hadn't seen."
I frowned at my love's words. This was because she was beautiful and we hadn't exactly gone past the beach to civilization before this. "Well, this is our first date. You ain't seen nothing yet." I chuckled jokingly to my beautiful Ellie. I reached forward, tugging the chair just barely to pull it back for her. It was far too easy to move things with my wolf strength. Ellie chuckled at my words and such a chivalrous gesture as she accepted graciously. I watched her in her elegance and grace as she accepted the seat and plucked the menu fragilely from the table. Such a small creature yet so strong; this girl was one surprise after the other. I took my seat in the cracked scarlet vinyl seat across from her. Though we were in a dirty, cheap diner, I felt Paris right next to my beloved.
"What're you gonna have?" Ellie asked me. I sighed as I ripped my eyes away from her to look down at the dusty laminated menu. It all seemed so unappealing as I would have to look down in order to not stab myself and that would be pulling my eyes away from this beautiful Goddess before me. I could barely stand to have my eyes away from her now. "I'm not hungry," I finally answered with no regret as I turned to look back at this wonderful angel. This wonderful Goddess appeared much cuter as she seemed pensive, looking over the menu. Her eyebrows furrowed as she peered over each word, scrutinizing each letter as though it was written in a different language. "What would you recommend then?" Ellie questioned.
I chuckled to myself as I merely stared at the platinum beauty before me. "I would recommend the…" I thought for a second. Which food would I love to see her eat? Finally I recognized that she had quite the good sense of humor. "Hot dog," I chuckled, blushing at the mere thought. I heard a quick little scuffle at the other table. Peering over I could see that Paul had choked on his Pepsi and had managed to spray Collin; however, Collin was all too busy howling with laughter. Ellie rolled her eyes at me with a small chuckle. "Cheese-burger it is, then." She chuckled, sending a mocking glare. God, she was adorable.
I watched in amusement as Ellie reached up to her shoulder. Banding the hair-tie between her center finger and thumb, Ellie majestically released her hair from the hair-tie and swung it back so it hung behind the chair. "Ahem," I turned my eyes away from my love to spot the waitress. The red-headed waitress seemed rather blushing and flushing as she spotted Ellie and turned away from her. Though it was a bit cruel to think, this was true; this waitress had no chance of stealing me. "May I take your order?" The waitress questioned sheepishly. Ellie merely looked up at the waitress with a confused, annoyed expression. Her left eyebrow was a bit raised as the other furrowed in steep confusion and suspicion. Ellie had no clue as to that this waitress had been about to hit on me. God, she was adorable.
"Yes, two Pepsi's and a cheeseburger, please," I ordered for Ellie. Ellie turned to me, her confusion clear on her face once more as the waitress left to fetch our orders. Ellie's eyebrow still raised, she looked like a child trying to tell a parent that whatever they were doing would obviously not work. However Ellie had to be sixteen at least, fifteen at the very least. She was only two years younger at me at the very least. "What?" Ellie asked, her voice a bit low and suspicious. I decided I would only have to tell her, even if it was the first date only. "You know you're adorable, right?" I chuckled to Ellie. Ellie's face softened before tinting ever so slightly to the reddish tint on such a pale, snowy white.
I clasped my hands over my face, leaning back as my laughter rippled through me. "Stop it!" I cried out between laughter. After a few moments, Ellie's face had died to its original pure ivory and my laughter had died to a chuckle. Ellie placed a very serious face on however the image of her blush still clouded my mind. I liked her that way; she was far too beautiful to be shy yet she still managed to be. "Are you suggesting I have powers of cuteness?" Ellie asked quite blatantly. I could only nod as I uncovered my face from my hands.
"I am not a child."
Though Ellie's face was blank, annoyance was clear in her voice. It was still adorable. I could only chuckle as I decided to keep her calm and happy. After all, an angry Goddess could be cruel to the world. I reached forward, gripping Ellie's chin in the palm of my hand, holding myself over the table in a very intimate gesture. I smirked slightly as I saw the echo of a blush on Ellie's face. "Yes, I do know you are not a child." I breathed to her in a way I hoped was seductive. Victorious, Ellie released a small sigh of breath though didn't show the weakness much as her own smirk captured her.
"And I suppose that with this knowledge…you'll use it?"
OH. DEAR. GOD.
"Quite possibly," I retorted breathily though it was only because I was breathless. Such an innuendo from this Goddess; it should be illegal! Freaking Christ! Ellie could be a freaking spy with the powers she has. Ellie leaned back in her chair, her top riding slightly to her navel as she crossed her arms over her chest in a very sexy pose. Her face turned downcast, her hair shading her features just barely. "And how so?" Ellie responded. She was hoping to win. No! I would win.
"Well, I could try scenario one," I chuckled to her. I would smoke her out. A smirk flashed across my face as I leaned back in my own seat, crossing my arms in an imitation of hers just ever so barely. "I could just barely lean over and kiss you with so much passion that you've never felt before taking hostage of this entire diner and evacuating it before I finally took you here, right now on this table." I chuckled to the goddess. A single snort escaped Ellie's mouth before the food arrived.
: Elion: September 4th 2008: Cullen house:
I sat upon the couch beside a raving Emmett as Jasper sat ever so calmly on his recliner, both playing a game of Halo. Rosalie sat, perched perfectly, upon the armrest beside Emmett, carefully dodging every crazed motion that Emmett made to attempt at avoiding shots and bombs. I attempted to falsify watching the game however I was truly thinking of my latest bout with Embry. Since our first night at the diner we had made it a new customary tradition for each night to go to the diner and have dinner together. This had gone on for three nights, tonight the fourth.
A ring clattered out through the house just barely before it was picked up. Carlisle spoke into the phone from behind the couch Emmett, Rosalie and I sat upon. "Hello?" Carlisle spoke. After a moment of silence, Carlisle repeated his greeting. "Hello? Edward?" Carlisle repeated, concerned into the phone. An expression of shock crossed Carlisle's face. "Hello, Bella! How's your honeymoon?" Carlisle asked ever-so-gently. After another bout of silence on our part (well, my part), another wave of shock crossed Carlisle's face. "Are you positive?" Carlisle asked. About fifty seconds later even Emmett and Jasper had paused their game to listen. I was most shocked, however, by Rosalie's expression. Shock and joy passed over her features as she listened to the call.
Carlisle hung up not a second after saying his goodbye to Isabella. "What is it?" I asked the entire foursome. Esme and Alice had gone out for a hunting trip however us four had stayed put as "someone needed to watch the half-human" as Alice so kindly placed it. After another minute of silence I began the assumptions. "Is Edward dead?" I assumed rather gravely. Carlisle was quick to assure me. "No! No, no, no, dear child. Edward is perfectly alright. He's just in a bit of a state of shock." Carlisle evaded. I frowned at the man. "What do you mean?" I asked suspiciously. "They are coming home," Carlisle announced. I frowned at this. What exactly had occurred? Isabella couldn't have already transformed, could she have? Had she been poisoned?
"Bella is pregnant."
I frowned as my eyes widened and my eyebrows lifted from their furrowed state. Before I could jump to assumptions, logic had already claimed me. The sperm of a male never truly dies and Isabella had never died.
The two combined of Isabella's womb and Edward's sperm could have created a baby as none of the rest had come to terms. I shuddered just briefly as I thought of Edward's sex life. It was kind of like thinking of your brother having sex. "How?" Jasper asked before anyone who hadn't already taken physical structures into consideration could. "It could be possible; we just never considered it. We never considered a male vampire mating with a female human." Carlisle explained as softly as he could.
"So, when do they come in?" Emmett asked rather eagerly, his expression newly excited. A baby in the family could be exciting to an uncle. Was I an aunt or had that ship sailed when Edward had left me for his new family? A small pang of pain filtered through my system as the realization that I was no longer Edward's sister settled in. Seconds later Rosalie's phone went off. Seeing the Caller ID, Rosalie dashed off without an explanation.
"They should be at the airport in Port Angeles in a couple of hours." Carlisle answered Emmett as he began to shuffle about, gathering medical supplies and whatnot. However what for I could hardly…no….I reached into my pocket before withdrawing my cell phone. I needed to confirm to Embry that I wouldn't make it to our date tonight. The first broken date of what could possibly be many. Damn family complications. "Hey, Ells," Embry answered on the phone. God, I could practically hear the smile in his voice. I felt so guilty however this was who I at least considered my brother. "Em, I need to cancel tonight's plans," I said as I exited the house. The vampires could not hear me talking to a werewolf or it would be the half-human's head on the spirit stick.
"Oh," was all I could hear though I could tell that Embry was disappointed. "Sorry, my friends are having a bit of a crisis and I got to help them. But we will still have dinner tomorrow night, right?" I suggested. "I understand, Ells. Yeah, tomorrow's great." Embry answered. And he honestly sounded truthful. "Thank you so much. I got to go, bye." I said before hanging up. For a second I merely stared down at the screen of my cell phone. I had cancelled our fourth date. And I felt so horrible.
::—::
I stayed at the house willingly. For a while I considered calling Embry however I couldn't do it. I needed to be here for Edward and Isabella, even if I wasn't wanted. Even if I wasn't wanted I had a medical degree and I could offer some assistance to Carlisle, a pair of human hands. Rosalie had had her secret call and had gone along as Carlisle had rambled off about an abortion. I couldn't believe that he would consider such a thing. I did not approve of it whatsoever and I would do all in my power to stop him. Carlisle had to put into account not the science of this but the sentimentality. He would be killing Edward and Isabella's love, their creation. He might as well have killed their marriage.
I hoped that Alice would be on my side as she was constantly the one to go to for an ally. Jasper, I could not bare to break, so I would take him along to my side as well as Emmett, who was already on my side. Rosalie was a positive. Now all that was left was Edward, Carlisle, Esme and the one true one that matters; Isabella. If Isabella wanted this baby then she would be the one going through the pain of labor and pregnancy and birth. She would be the one to give birth to a child, a painful process. I could not bare to bring myself to attempt at bringing Isabella to my side if she was not already on it. However Isabella was a sentimental person as I have heard. She would much want this baby.
The door slammed open as four bustling people bumbled in. Rosalie was hot at Isabella's heels however Isabella was one to see….her face was paler than usual though and her stomach was bulging. Though it had only been a mere three weeks at the very most, Isabella seemed already eight months or so in. Still, Isabella was still very beautiful, very charming and very elegant. With a large sweater covering Isabella's torso and a set of jeans, open at the fly but hidden beneath the sweater, Isabella seemed a casual beauty. As Carlisle dashed Isabella, Alice, and Rosalie up to the upper center of care with Emmett following at his heels, I felt an odd shift in the couch that I sat on.
I turned my face to see a very bedraggled Edward sitting beside me. Edward's face expressed nothing more than tiredness or rather exhaustion. His hair, per usual, was an unruly mess as his eyes glowed a fresh golden. His oxford shirt was open at least halfway as his jeans seemed to be fully done though one leg was rolled higher than the other and one shoe was untied. "Hello to you too, brother," I chuckled darkly to Edward. I very much succeeded in losing thoughts of Embry once I considered Edward and Isabella's condition and situation. I offered a weak smile to my brother.
For a moment I hesitated. Then I knew what to do. I spread my arms wide open to accept him in. Willingly and exasperatedly, Edward fell into my arms, a mass of stone and broken hearts. "Tell sister dearest what your troubles are," I said to Edward as I shifted him into a more comfortable position so that his head lay upon my chest and he seemed comforted. "She wants to keep it," Edward hissed out. I nearly flinched at the bite of his tone however I resisted. "Don't use that tone of voice with me, Mister Mason," I warned Edward. Edward sighed heavily from his position. "What do you mean by 'it'?" I questioned.
"The little parasitic monster that invaded Bella's body," Edward hissed. I lightly smacked Edward's head though I still heard a satisfying slap and a groan of slight pain. "I told you not to use that tone of voice with me." I reminded him gravely. Edward sighed once more with a slight nod. "Now, why on earth do you think a monster invaded Isabella's body?" I questioned. "Are you implying that Isabella has gone rogue?" I asked with a light chuckle. Edward shivered with a slight growl before he calmed. "No, I am not in any way saying that Bella is evil. I am saying that thing is very much evil." Edward answered as he sat up from his position. I sighed once more. I would have to pull him rather hard to get him to come to my side.
"Edward, have you even considered that this baby might not be evil?" I redirected. Edward turned to me, a flash of marble and ivory, with a glare as cold as the flesh on his bones. I merely raised my eyebrow, showing no intimidation. "This is not a baby, not a child, not a human. This is a monster, a Frankenstein's monster of all proportions." Edward bit before exiting to make his entrance upstairs. A sigh escaped my lips before I could freeze it.
"Just give him time, Elion." A familiar voice chimed as she approached behind the couch. I turned to smile at Esme. She reminded me so much of my mother though my mother was stronger, never allowing my father to get her down. Esme willingly went along with the mother-act and willingly the woman. Still, Esme was very lovable. I frowned once more though. "If he does anything to this child, Isabella will never forgive him." I stated gravely as I stared at the stairs that Edward had just barely ascended. "And he doesn't want that. He won't do a thing, Ellie. Please trust that." Esme assured me, a look of concern but not for Edward but for me on her perfect peaked face. I smiled a reassuring smile at the woman that resembled so much to my mother. I reached forward and gripped onto Esme's hand. I squeezed ever so gently but I still saw that she had felt it.
"Goodnight, Esme." I sighed to my would-be mother.
::—::
That night it began. My extensive transformation did. It started with the smelling. The sweet scent of vampire greeted my nose, stronger than ever before yet not unappealing. The scent of the shampoo from within the bathrooms greeted my nose as well, along with the scent of detergent and finally dust. I had never known that dust could have a smell, that age could have an aroma. And yet it was there. Very soft, indescribable and very…odd, there was the scent of age. It smelt slightly like nature, slightly like the type of perfume a grandmother or my mother would have worn; the type of perfume that Katrina would have worn.
So many scents bombarded me at once as the trees from outside began to waft towards me as well as oil from the gas station still a mile away. The skin of deer nearby, the scent of their iron blood beneath the pelts unappealing approached me. I could smell the paper, old and new, from Carlisle's office in the room beside me. The scent of the birds above, the scent of the clouds that crackled with so much electricity; it all smelt so familiar yet so clear at once. Emmett passed by my door by the smell of it.
The scents, so new to me yet so familiar, lasted for about an hour before my other senses began to kick in. Next was hearing. I lay in my bed, staring at the blurry ceiling as I heard and smelled so much. Bella's fragrance was the only human smelling with the while before the townspeople's blood picked up. Carlisle and Edward animatedly discussed, or rather argued, animatedly at rapid speeds in the study beside my bedroom. "Edward, you must consider that this is your child, not your burden! You know my thoughts and Esme's wishes on this. Bella has already decided to keep this child so I must request that you respect her wishes!" Carlisle seemed a bit irritated though not at all enraged. He was merely the logic of the Cullens. I held my respect for Carlisle dear to my heart as I heard his rapid words. All too abruptly his voice was overcome by the rapid huffing of an animal's breath.
This was Jacob Black, coming in the morning.
