Ok, I am really disappointed about the lack of reviews this story is getting.
Thanks to:
Cocoloco123, debbie-lou, and, twilight-twins2 for taking the time to review. Keep it up, please!
Anyway, on with the next chapter!
PS – I don't own Twilight characters but I do own Natasha, LOL!
Previously:
I was fast like Edward, strong like Emmett, and had the senses of any other vampire. Though, that wasn't it. I was able to become invisible, then take it up another level and go through solid objects—physical intangibility. My mental shield – which I already had and was aware of because of Edward – had become more flexible, giving me the ability to mess with people's minds when I am close enough.
Worst of all, I had telekinesis. Normally, that would have been the coolest thing in the world. But, it's not; not when you can't control it. It's a scary thing – having a potentially dangerous ability like that and not being able to keep a lid on it sometimes.
Bella's POV
It was 15 years ago that I met Natasha. She walked into the ER I was working at with her arms covered in burns. She looked traumatized so I was called in. My co-workers say my personality has a calming affect. Try empathy!
"Well, you like a thoroughly wrapped mummy" I grinned as I sat down in the chair next to her bed.
"Why am I being interrogated?" she asked without even looking at me.
She was panicking on the inside; coming up with at least a dozen escape routs. Then, she went through the events that landed her in the hospital.
On the inside, I was doing a happy dance. I guess being happy wasn't the best emotion for me to have but I was ecstatic that I wasn't the only freak.
"Listen, I know what happened" I sighed, not letting any of my current emotion show.
Her face turned to panic as she looked at me, trying desperately to stay calm. I sent her a wave of calm but it didn't really help much. I caught myself thinking about Jasper, how he would be so much better at this stuff.
"I think it's called Pyrokinesis" I told her quietly. "You control fire but it's hard to do. Trust me, I know it's scary."
"Why should I?" she snapped, glaring at me now.
How did she find out? She screamed in her head. I'm dead. She's gonna hand be over to the government and they'll think I'm an alien or something!
As soon as I showed her my telekinesis, she trusted me. She has the speed, strength, and senses just like me. But, she didn't have my other abilities.
Her full name was Natasha Nicole Cornelia. She was born in Volterra, Italy and moved to America with her mother when she was 15.
She's 23, a year younger than me. Though, we both look younger, like we had just gotten out of high school. Her hair is light brown and her eyes are hazel.
I'm starting to think no one is reading this story. Prove me wrong by reviewing and I'll start uploading more than one chapter a day. It is no difference to me how fast I update – I already know what's going to happen next.
Reviews are my coffee and I need energy to upload these chapters. If you don't give me coffee, then I will start falling asleep on the job!
Seriouasly, I want at least 3 more reviews or I will not upload the next chapter.