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More references to T*Witches, Fast and Furious, and Twilight. And there's a surprise one in there, if you can spot it.

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Chapter 4: Sleepy Town and Stormy Desert

We've been on the road for SO long. And I mean so long. I've been listening to Lady Gaga on my iPod. Mimi is sprawled all over her seat and I've been sleeping while this… car… had been driving by itself. Now normally I wouldn't be so bothered by this, by being on the road for so long, but we had just been through so much. My mom was probably in so much trouble, my dad was a villain, I had a robot for a car (FREAKY freaky freaky, I still had to get used to that…), my best friend had just heard there was no hope of ever finding her aunt Letty, who I did know for some time as well, and I had a possibly psychotic uncle. Yay. And I wonder what little miss prissy Delilah Greene (cheerleader tramp) was doing at the time…

I still had to call my cousin, Isabella Swan.

…

Isabella's POV

I was sleeping, sleeping a troubled sleep. I told Edward I couldn't. I couldn't go through with the wedding. I had decided that I would wait for a little bit. Of course all of my friends were disappointed, as well as the ones I had already called family. My mom was a little bit disappointed, and a little happy (she wanted me to wait), and she had to be somewhere. When I asked her where, all she said was "I have to help someone."

Okay, well, I was sleeping in my maybe future husband's house when -

"Damn! She's a sexy bitch, a sexy bitch! Damn! She's a sexy -"

I quickly got to my phone and answered it, before anyone could hear the embarrassing ring tone. Then again, they hear everything. They're probably chuckling to themselves on how I actually listen to hip-hop techno…

I was irritated when I answered the phone.

"Hello? It's really early here, you know."

"Gawsh! Is that how you treat your totally awesome, blonde babe of a cousin?"

"Rosie. You talk like a tramp."

"Why thank you! AAAAaaaanyways… I need to ask you something. Wait, let me rephrase that! I need to tell you something…"

Uh-oh, this sounded like trouble…

"Yes?"

"Well… we're kind of headed over to your house. Your husband's house."

"Well, technically we're not married, not for probably a long time. Well, why are you coming over here?"

"It's something to do with a crazy uncle, my mom cheated on someone, I don't know, all I know is someone is after us. And my mom said it would be better that we come over there."

Damn.

I started whispering as I tried to hide my growing frustration. "Well…" I hesitated… "Tell you what. You should go to the diner on 156th Street. We can discuss this further there. You have directions?"

"Don't worry bout it."

I heard someone coming up the stairs.

"Crap. Listen Rosie, I gotta go, talk to you later, bye."

I hung up before she had any time to protest.

Edward walked in through the door, no gentle look, just a puzzled one.

"Who were you talking to?"

"I was talking to… Jessica, and… I have to meet her at the diner. So -"

"Do you want me to come with you?"

"Actually, I'd prefer if I went alone."

He looked at me with a sad look.

He left, and I started getting ready to leave.

Rosie's POV

I never really got to know my cousin that much, because my mother was the only one that was kept by her parents. The others were, I guess, shipped off by her father. Her mother was severely injured, and was thought to be dead. However, before my mom's dad got home, her mom got there and she took my mom, the only one out of five left, and disappeared. My mom said that her siblings were the lucky ones, for not having to live with their dad for so long. When I heard her tell me this, I thought she was just joking, since it was on Halloween when she told me this. But now, I'm starting to doubt that.

We finally arrived at the diner. Finally, we start giving some answers (unfortunately), and we finally get some answers.

But something didn't feel right…

I woke up Mimi and we got out of ole Jazz.

I told Jazz that we'll be right back (weird, I know).

Maybe I shouldn't have said that…

Bella's POV

I was sitting in the diner I had become so familiar with. I lay my head down on the table. I tried not to sleep; I checked the time. 8:03 AM. 8:03!

I lay my head on the table again. For a while I almost fell asleep, thinking about Edward and Jacob and whether I should become immortal or not.

The door jingled. I looked up. Not my cousin; just a stranger I had never seen before with a leather jacket, jeans, and a black baseball cap. I lay my head back down. And then I heard someone sit in front of me, in the seat where my cousin should have been.

Someone had said, "Hello."

It was the strange man, smiling.

I waited for him to say something. Then I decided I would speak first. I asked quietly, "Do I know you?"

"You should."

"Excuse me?"

"Let's just say I'm friends with your mother." His voice was so… for lack of better word, villainous.

My heart started pounding. I didn't know what to say. I had many thoughts. How did he know my mother? Was he hunting her down? Should I trust this man? But I could say nothing.

He continued on. "There is something you need to be aware of."

I blurted out, "Who are you?"

He started speaking quicker. "That doesn't matter right now. What matters is what I have to say." He waited for me to say something. Again, I said nothing. "Well, you need to know events that happened before you were born. Things that your mother would never tell you, things she didn't tell me until yesterday."

I couldn't believe what he was saying, he talked to her yesterday?

"Your power. What you can do. What your cousin can do… The relatives you have…" He suddenly stopped. He wasn't smiling anymore. "People are after you, and not because of your precious monster, but because of you." He started to get up. "Remember this little talk. If you want answers, let me know."

Before I could reply, he walked away.

Rosie POV

I spotted my insecure, little gem of a cousin right away after bumping into some familiar stranger (I swear to God I've seen him before). Izzy's the only one who didn't order food; she's kind of a almost-never-hungry type of girl.

We sat down. Izzy looked a little shaken. I wonder what went wrong?

"Ahem." She looked up.

"Izzy, it's been a long time. First off, I'd like you to meet my best friend ever, Mimi Lopez, or Mimi Ortiz, as she's sometimes called."

They both said hello, and then we got to down to business, or at least, Izzy did.

"Well, I'd like to point out, it's Bella - "

"- Izzy -"

" - Bella, and not Izzy. Second, who the hell is after you and why?"

Mimi finally said real words.

"Well, I really don't know. I mean, I know Rosie gets in this type of thing and I thought I was just being dragged into this, but when we were cornered, one of the guys knew who I was… So yeah, ask Rosie."

Mimi must've been really angry. Izzy was looking at both of us in even more shock.

"Okay, Rosie, who and why?"

So I started explaining about how I was arrested and brought home, and the whole shebang (everything except the car), and she just looked worried.

"So… they're after us because of a crazy…uncle?"

"Wait, they're after you too?"

"Well, that's what was implied. And besides, how did they know Maribel's name?"

We both looked at Mimi. All she said was, "I don't give a shit anymore. I'm just so hungry!"

And we agreed. We all ordered our food and, after a not so long wait, we got our food.

Izzy started talking again. "Well…. Hmmm…" She closed her eyes, she was so stressed, "Listen, we should go to my dad's place. Like, now."

"What happened anyways, with the whole not getting married thing?"

"That is for another time. Right now, we have to leave." She motioned to outside the window across from us to two men with long jackets and sunglasses (Really? In Forks?).

We really had to get out of there.

Turns out, they were stupid to wear sunglasses in cloudy weather. They didn't really spot us at all. We went in Izzy's beat up truck with an amazing sound system. Then Jazz was following us. Izzy didn't notice - Jazz stayed far behind, but he knew where we were going. He was smart.

And then suddenly, I remembered the stranger. He was the man who was chasing me earlier yesterday, the man with evil smile, the glare in his eyes, and those Italian eyebrows. Damn! He was here? Why the hell was he here? What the hell is going on?

Calm yourself down Rosalind. Just remember, nothing can get weirder than this.

Holy shit, was I wrong.

I mentioned this to Izzy, and that's when she turned paler than she possibly could.

"He was trying to kill you?"

"I'm not sure, but I know he was after me. I don't think he's working with my father, though…"

Mimi all the sudden blurted out, "LOOK OUT!"

We looked at the road and Izzy slammed on the brakes. Right in front of us was… a wolf. I don't mean any wolf. I mean HUGE. Gargantuan. He (or she) was staring at us. Izzy seemed way to calm.

Izzy then slammed on the gas pedal and drove around the wolf.

"Rosie… There's something I need to tell you…"

"Yes…"

"This place is not what it seems."

What?

"I can't explain it to you as of this moment. Right now we need to concentrate on getting to Charlie's place."

And there she goes with calling him by his name.

I realized how totally chill Uncle Charlie is. He's so cool about everything. Maybe it was what Izzy said to him that I couldn't hear. He'd probably demand an answer later.

I also learned a little bit of Mimi's past too, things she wouldn't talk about before, she's suddenly opening up about. She's talking about her dad in prison (and her father's lookalike, this one priest all over the news after Vatican City was almost obliterated by some weird bomb), her street racing aunt who's missing, and her brothers who were framed. It's so strange; I never thought about her family before.

There were things I still didn't get. Such as, why was that…stalker of mine there? And how did these creepy weird things exist without anyone knowing? Why did Izzy break off her marriage? And why did all of Izzy's hot friends walk around in the cold shirtless? Why? Even though, granted, they were hot.

I fell asleep after a long day.

My gaze was widened in the course of one dream. I realized so many things, that our world is not just of strange heroes who use high tech suits and vigilantes who dress up, but there are stranger aspects. There are not only strange things that are said not to exist that are explained by science, such as Jazz, but there are things that can't be explained, not even by science. So what I'm saying is, science fiction is not only real, but fantasy is too. This dream was, however, just nonsense. That's what I thought at that time.

I couldn't shake off this feeling, this awful feeling, that something or someone was coming. A storm, the dream was about a storm… It was coming and there were many people… People I recognized and people I didn't. One was the stranger, one was a lady with short red hair and red eyes in a leather cat suit. There were many more… We were standing in the middle of a desert so vast there was no end and there were mountains only on the sides… We all had some… power, that's all I can describe it as. And before the storm came, I woke up.

Besides pretty much forgetting most of the dream, the first thing I thought of was Jazz.

Jazz… Oh I still need to tell Izzy about him or it…

Later in the morning, Izzy came into the dining room. Uncle Charlie was still asleep. Bells pulled me aside.

"I think I know who the stranger is."

…What?

"I think he's our uncle."

"Wait, what do you mean? How do you know?"

"He was trying to talk to you and he talked to me."

"He talked to you? A-a-and you didn't bother to tell me? What did he say?"

"He said people are after us. Because of what we can do… and he said he's a friend of my mom's and he spoke of events that happened before us that he didn't learn of until my mother talked to him. And he said if I wanted answers, I should 'let him know'."

Whoa. Silence. "So," I started, "if we want answers, we should talk to him?"

She knew what I was thinking. "No. We're not talking to him!"

"I'm tired of being kept in the dark! I want to finally know what the hell is going on!"

"You said so yourself, that he's psychotic, that's he's after you… And besides, how would we even contact him?"

"He's probably still in town, and, as you said, this is a small town."

She groaned in frustration. "What about Maribel? This still explains why they're possibly after her."

"He could have answers for her too."

She was in deep thought, but it was hopeless. She knew this was our only option.

"Okay. Let's go."

We looked everywhere for the psycho uncle dude with the Italian eyebrows. We looked everywhere. We looked at the diner, we looked in the shops, we looked all over the reservation we were staying in, we even went to the school. No sign of him. We were about to give up, when Izzy thought of yet another brilliant idea.

"I know someone that could help."

"I don't know," said Mimi, "maybe we could've just gotten your wolf friends, since they, like, run extremely fast."

"They would never help us get in to danger. However, I know someone who most likely will."

Oh great. Another surprise.

Meet Alice. Pixie lady who's extremely pale with liquid amber for eyes and a killer fashion style that would most definitely praised in my neighborhood.

Alice also has a special…supernatural power. She has visions. She can use these visions to track things, mostly people.

It's official. I'm not surprised at anything anymore. I've just given up on being shocked, as Mimi had way before me.

"So, who's this guy you're looking for? I can't find him if I don't know who he is."

"Well…he's a special…friend…" We all said.

"Okay… Here how about I try this." She walked over to me and grabbed my arm. She closed her eyes for a while. And then, she suddenly opened her eyes and let out a little gasp.

"He's here" was all she could say.

"Hello."

We all whirled around. There he was, just standing there all…smug. Oh it made me sick.

"I heard that you wanted to ask some questions."

We shouted "Yes!"

"Okay, okay…"

"First of all," I asked, "who the hell are you?"

"Well, don't you already know?"

"You're my mother's brother," Isabella uttered. Alice looked at her with disbelief.

"Normally," he said, "I would be much, much more subtle. But, you are…special cases. What you can do…it's just phenomenal, I couldn't help myself," he was stepping closer, "I have to tell you."

I was getting frustrated. "Tell us what?"

He smiled... "Your…special talents. After all… telekinesis runs in the family."