Revolutionary-- I wanted to thank you all for the reviews! I'm loving them! -smile-

And so Edward Cullen fell forward onto the couch that I had previous occupied, stiffer than a statue, colder than dry ice, and far to pale for even a vampire.

A shriek was heard.

A cry of shock.

Four gasps.

"What did you do to Edward?!" Rosalie, the insecure one with the inferiority complex, demanded, glaring at me.

"I didn't do anything- he did." I said simply, heading toward the door in a casual stroll. I glanced back at the coven. The blond male, Jasper, fell to the ground, looking to be in pain, shaking uncontrollably. He clutched his right arm tightly in his left hand and his left arm in his right hand.

"Hmm? You must have a power... feeling emotions of those around you, is it?" I asked him. He didn't answer, but continued to shake, his eyes a bit wider than before.

"Call down." I whispered, my eyes glowing for a brief second before they both converted to their previous colors- red and gold. Jasper suddenly stopped shaking, but continued to stare at me with wide eyes.

"What was that?" He murmured. It sounded as if it was more to himself than to me, so I ignored it. I waved casually and continued toward the door.

"We'll have to continue this talk at another time." I said, as I walked. I was halfway out the door before Carlisle was in front of me. His eyes were hard and a darker- almost black shade.

"Fix Edward." The pacifist growled. He was ready to fight. I sighed.

"Hm, I thought this may happen. But answer me this- Why should I? You don't see him being all that... polite... to me, now do you?" I asked, brushing a bit of hair away from my eyes.

"You did it, though!" The voice I recognized as Emmett's said in a slightly shocked tone. I turned to him. Was he unable to hear or just plain-out retarded.

"Sorry, I didn't know you didn't speak English. He did it, I just helped it along a bit. I thought I'd said that. What language do you need me to translate that into? Spanish, French, Italian, Greek-" Carlisle interrupted me.

"You can stay here if you fix Edward." He said. "I doubt you have any other place to stay, if you just came here." My expression turned thoughtful.

"No, I don't have any place to stay, currently. But, why would I want to stay here? And why do you keep saying "fix"? You act as though he's a broken toy or something." I momentarily paused here before continuing thoughtfully. "Yes, I am the only one who can... wake him up, per say, but I don't see why I'd waste my talents on him. No... I'll just leave him- He'll die by the next hour, so enjoy your remaining time together."

"Please... we'll do anything." That was a surprise. No full grown vampire coven leader ever basically begs for anything. I scratched my head. Choices, choices. I could save the innocelet brat that had been oh so rude to me, get a place to stay, and anything I want they'll do. Or, I can leave now with a guilt free concious only to have them annoy me fore the next hour and then try to avenge their comrades death. Hm...

"Fine." I finally said grudgingly. "But if he ever annoys me again, don't think I won't hesitate to slaughter him and then leave you all, without one bit of a guilty concious."

I slowly walked forward to the limp body on the sofa. The Cullens cleared a path as I went by. I glanced at each of them. Rosalie seemed furious and the rest just seemed relieved. Hm. What kind of vampire's actually beg to bring back a comrade, like they actually cared about him. Strange coven.

I kneeled in front of Edward's body and closed my eyes in concentration. They were both a crystal like blue when I opened them, both glowing. My hair turned blonde slowly, and my hands began glowing a luminescent green.

"Flip him onto his back." I ordered. I saw Carlisle nod at Emmette from the corner of my eye. He stepped forward quickly and moved the unconsious figure from his side onto his back easily, then hastily step back.

"Someone get me a bucket of hot water and some wash clothes. Now!" I ordered. I saw Alice rush up the stairs, only to come back seconds later with the required items, setting them next to me.

"Remove his shirt." I ordered. Jasper did this and flung it behind him, across the room onto one of the chairs that Esme had earlier moved. I placed my glowing hands unto his bare chest and a green light enveloped his entire body.

"Alice, get a towel wet and put it on his forhead. Hold it there. When it gets cold- that will happen fast- get another and do the same." I commanded. She quickly obliged. I felt a cold sweat break out on my forehead but didn't dare wipe it away. I couldn't lose concentration ot this moron was dead. He only had about ten minutes left, judging by the coldness of his body.

After nine minutes of an anxious silence and about two hundred towels, I removed my hands and the glowing ceased immediatley.

"He's fine. He'll wake up in a day. Or, if he's a wimp, he'll be out for a week like the others. Or the other." I said. I closed my eyes and opened them instantly when I felt someone wipe away the sweat from my forehead. I came face to face with Alice. I glared. She smiled. I frowned.

"I have a feeling we'll be good friends." She announced. I blinked a few times at what she did next. A hug.

Like I'd really kill Edward. Hehe.