A/N: Eeek I know I haven't updated in the longest time and I'm REALLY sorry. I had a huge history essay and I just couldn't find anytime to write. Even though its very late, I hope you forgive me for Alice's and Jasper's sake.
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Intuition
I stared in awe at that little woman. She must have been only a few inches taller than me, for I almost faced her eye to eye. Her black hair was pulled into a tight bun, slightly pulling on the skin of her forehead. Her coffee-colored skin was covered in wrinkles. They made her appear much older than she actually was. Ink black lashes framed her eyes. Her eyes were pitch black and they shone with deep fear. She wore a black dress that reached her knees and a small white apron. In her hands was the tomato she was about to place on her sandwich. A red juice dribbled sown her thumb onto her apron, adding to the painting of stains that accumulated on it already. Jasper and I faced the small women for a few moments of silence. Neither of us seemed capable to speak. The woman remained frozen in fear. After a few seconds, I stepped forward.
"Hello, my name is Alice," I said in fluent Portuguese. The woman jumped slightly at the sound of my voice.
"What is your name?" I tried again. Even in Portuguese, I could see that the ringing sound of my voice somewhat relaxed the woman. She looked at me from beneath her eyelashes, my golden eyes reflected in her inky black ones.
"Kaure," she whispered breathlessly. I was delighted by her answer. I had succeeded in retrieving an answer from the woman. Jasper chuckled slightly at the change in my mood. I smiled at him and tried again.
"Do you know what I am?"
"Libishomen," she whispered in fright.
There was a beat of silence followed by frantic Portuguese. The woman began whispering the legends, as if by a reflex. She spoke of a blood-drinking demon that preyed on woman. It was hard to understand her frenzied ranting, even with my heightened hearing. She hissed at us and began to back away. I searched the near future for indication of what she planned to do. I could only see fragments, for she was changing her mind so quickly. Finally, my vision slowed, and the future became concrete. She would try to please us to save her own life. I writhed at the thought of what I would have to do. I hated abusing the monstrous quality in me, but it had to be done. It had always secretly bothered me when Rosalie used her charm to seduce a man or Emmett used his physique to frighten someone. I groaned inwardly and then pushed these thoughts aside. There was no time to fret about my morals. I grinned as widely as possible and stepped forward towards the woman.
"I won't hurt you. I just need to ask you something," I purred in Portuguese. I widened my smile, letting the sun which poured in from the windows reflect off of them. Even I could feel the woman's stress. She flinched again and closed her eyes. I quickly searched into the future to see if she planned on making a run for it. The future was shaky; she was hesitant. Suddenly I felt a cool blanket of calm settle down on me. The woman breathed out, and the future settled again. I chanced a smile at Jasper, who nodded jerkily back at me, his eyes hard.
"Que é um Libishomen?" I quickly questioned the woman about the legends, before she could change her future again.
The woman gasped lightly before answering my question.
"Um anjo escuro que venha somente na noite. Seduz as mulheres e rouba-as afastado. Alimenta em seu sangue. Por favor não me fira!" she breathed, her eyes never leaving mine.
A dark angel who comes only in the night. He seduces the women and steals them away. He feeds on their blood. Sounded like a vampire to me. The slight woman did know of what lived in the world. This was a very good staring point. I searched into the woman's far future. I could not find any blind spots, so I concluded that she had told me everything she could. I decided that I needed to find out more about those who knew of "Libishomen". I could not quite understand why I felt it necessary to understand this particular legend, but a nagging sensation told me to look into it. With no other leads to speak of, I decided that I would follow my intuition. It had served me well before. Was not it my intuition that told me to find the man in my visions? Was not it intuition that convinced me I had a chance at saving my family? I would trust my intuition, for it had given me reason to trust it.
As I considered this, the woman began to fidget. I could feel Jasper trying to calm her, but her anxiety was too great to be completely subdued. I needed to reassure her that I would not hurt her. She had obviously been taught to fear creatures of the legends, and wisely so. I was sure, however, that she had never dreamed of actually meeting one. She had handled it much better then I expected, though. She had truly helped me, and I felt bad for scaring her even though it was very necessary.
"Thank you very much Kaure," I murmured in Portuguese, "You have helped me very much. Do not worry, you shall not be bothered by me again." The woman finally relaxed. She looked straight into my eyes and blinked. When she reopened her eyes, they were not nearly as hard or scared. I could see the life slowly return to them. I smiled hugely at this change. Kaure flinched slightly. Giggling, I softened my grin. As I looked into them, I realized Kaure's eyes seemed to hold a question. I nodded slightly, answering her unspoken question. I was telling her that I was done. She would not be bothered by me any more. She paused slightly, silently thanking me, and then returned to her sandwich.
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P.S. Sorry if the Portuguese isn't exactly correct, but I had to use an online translator so that was the best I could do. Review!
