Really? Just 3 reviews? That makes me sad.. And not really very motivated to continue this story …
As always, Stephenie Meyer owns all of Twilight-ville, I'm simply passing through…
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As the vapor wafted through the room, Bella began hearing cries of confusion. She looked around her, and everyone seemed very disoriented, not really knowing what was going on. She then noticed the vapor curling around her. She sniffed, but didn't smell anything, though the air tasted slightly metallic.
"What's going on? Is there a gas leak or something? Should we evacuate?"
Bella heard what sounded like a surprised gasp.
"Who just said that?" Bella looked past the other guests adrift in the room to the one who spoke to her. It was a small girl, with a voice like wind chimes gently blowing in a summer breeze and eyes the color of newly shed blood. Those eyes, as well as 3 other sets that Bella could see, were instantaneously fixed upon her.
"Who are you?"
"What are you?"
"Who sent you?
"Why are you here?"
The questions were fired at her with inhuman speed. It quickly dawned on Bella that she had stumbled upon those that she was to seek out.
"Well, That was easy," Bella mumbled to herself. Then it occurred to her that she had better speak soon, before they decided that they didn't really care about her answers and had themselves a little snack.
"Are you…" The words stuck in her throat as she tried to form the question. She became lost in those endless pools of red, forgetting what she was there for. Something about… Oh yes, of course. She couldn't have actually forgotten!
"Are you the Voltouri?" Bella asked, too quiet for humans to catch, but she knew that they would hear her.
"Felix, Demetri, please take these fine folks to the other room. Feel free to help yourselves to some, but be thoughtful of those of us who must remain here to settle this matter. We will be joining you shortly. Alec, please go with them to keep things under control." The one that spoke was tall, with long, jet-black hair. As those 2 men and one small boy led the others out, Bella could clearly see the group who she came to find. At least, she hoped it was them. Bella tried to remember back to the picture in Carlisle's office of the three men that he had once lived with. The one who had just spoken looked to be Aro. At least, she thinks. She remembered that both Aro and Marcus had long black hair, and Caius was the one with the hair almost as pale as his skin. Standing between the other two men. There was also a young girl, the one she had first seen. She had an annoyed yet curious look on her face.
"And who might you be?" The one that Bella thought was Aro took a step towards her as he asked.
"I-I'm Bella. Bella Swan. I know the Cullens…?" It came out as a question, rather than the statement she meant to make.
"Ah, I see. And why are you here? It seems a bit odd that you seem to know who we are, at least enough to seek us out for some reason, yet we have no knowledge of who you are or why you might want to seek us out." He took another step forward.
Bella did her best to remain upright as the vampire crept closer.
"I.. ah.. Well, I can to talk to you. About Edward. And me… And my mortality."
"And you know about us how?" Again, another step closer. Bella thought she might faint, but willed herself to stay conscious long enough to get her reason for coming across to them.
"They-the Cullens- told me. They basically said you were the end all be all of vampires."
"Hmm, they know the rules." Caius muttered from his place behind Aro. "Can you tell us where they are?"
"No." Every memory from that afternoon flooded back to her. "They just left. I was actually hoping you might know where they are."
"Hmmm. May I?" Aro came closer, his hands held out in front of him reaching towards hers. Bella didn't know what to make of the gesture. "I guess they didn't tell you that much, did they? Give me your hands, child. I will be able to see for myself and save you all the explanations."
Bella took one timid step forward, and that was all it took to bring her directly in front of Aro. She held out her hands and Aro places his on top of hers. It was just a few seconds before Aro withdrew his hands, a very confused look about his face.
"Tell me, Bella. What exactly are you?"
"I-I don't know what you mean.. what AM I?" Bella stuttered out, very confused herself.
"What's going on, Aro?" Marcus asked, confirming who was who in Bella's mind.
"It's the oddest thing. I can't see… anything. It's as though she had a … Wait. Why did the Cullens send you here?!" Aro suddenly demanded quite loudly.
"They didn't! I swear." Bella insisted. " I came because I was hoping you could either help me find them, or… "
"Or what?" Marcus asked, his eyes narrowed.
"Or maybe make me one of you… but not like you… like the Cullens."
A huge smile broke across Aro's face. "Why Bella, dear, of course we'd be more than happy to help you out in some way. But first, why don't you tell us what happened, since I cannot see it, for some reason."
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To be continued…. Eventually. Like I said, no reviews makes me not all that eager to continue the storey.. If you like it so far, let me know! Don't? Let me know why! This *is* my first fan-fic, so I'm still working through it. Any suggestions, advice or atta-girls are much appreciated! I could either make this a quick end with the next chapter, or add some excitement and make it last another few, so let me know what you think should be done!
However, it is late, and I have church in the morning, so it's off to bed for me…
Review, please!
