Chapter 6 – Ultimate Power

Author's Notes:

Thank you all so much for your love of this story. I am really having a blast bringing it to you.

I think is is funny that so many of you HATE Edward. I think he is kind of cute in a sad sort of way. I mean come on.. no mom... bastard for a father...always alone...I have seen serial killers with better childhoods. I think our boy is doing just fine. He does have a lot of growing up to do. Let's just see if B can help him.

Sitting on the mat, I took the time to look around the room, I was very confused and my body was so sore as I moved. Edward had woken me up, but apparently he really didn't want me for anything because as soon as I was up, he went to sleep. Maybe he just wanted someone to watch him sleep?

I took a deep breath and took in my new surroundings. The room was huge. There was an entire wall of books on one side. I had never been aloud to read, but I had seen Trainer do it a couple of times when he thought I wasn't looking.

On the wall connected to the books held four huge windows. Each had beautiful gold and brown drapes pulled back to allow in the sun. There was a large desk sitting in between the windows. It was clean, but I could imagine Edward sitting there working.

Following the room around, I came to his tremendous bed. It seemed to swallow him whole. If I hadn't seen him get under the covers, I would never believe something was sleeping in there. My mat was placed in the corner. I could see everything from here, but more importantly anyone looking into the room from the door could immediately see me as well.

There was a restroom next to me, but I couldn't see inside well enough to take in much. Next to the restroom were two closed doors. I assumed one would be a closet, but I didn't have much knowledge of room such as this. The whole thing was the biggest room than I had ever been in before. It was too quiet.

I glanced back at the bed, hoping that he would wake up long enough to at least tell me what he wanted me to do. I felt lost. With Esme and Trainer, I always had something to do, and I enjoyed staying busy. Sitting still didn't suit me.

I shifted slightly on my mat, the burn from moving my bottom slightly made me stop trying to get more comfortable. I began to wonder what happened to Esme. I hope that the King didn't learn about the two of them leaving me alone in the woods. I will try and search for her when I can and hope she is all right.

I sighed at the thought of trying to get away unnoticed, would it be possible? I heard rustling on the bed. I froze as Edward sat up in a huff.

"Would you stop making noise? How am I suppose to sleep with you in my room if you can't be still and silent?" He made a growling sound and fell back under the covers.

"Lay down. Don't move, and be quiet. Try not to breath too loud, it's bothering me." He barked from under the covers.

I fell quickly to my side and tried to stay as still as possible. I took shallow breaths to keep the noise to a minimum. We stayed this way for quite some time. Me trying not to move, and him flopping around angrily on his bed.

"Now your too quiet." He sat up throwing his covers to the floor. "This just isn't going to work. I am never going to sleep again."

I wanted to tell him that perhaps the fact that it was the middle of the day and all the windows were opened might have something to do with his lack of sleep, but I stayed on my mat. Too frightened to move.

"Clean my room or something! Don't just lay there like you don't have things to do!" He snapped at me.

Quickly I stood and started to pick up the few things that were on his floor. I could feel my clothes rub against my sore bottom with every move reminding me of the horrible day I had had. Was this what I was to do now?

There were a few pieces of paper that I neatly stacked on his desk, but when I got to his shoes I wasn't sure what to do with them. He hadn't showed me where his clothes went, and I knew better than to go looking into room without permission.

I looked at him as he followed my every movement with angry eyes. Standing in front of him holding his shoes, I begged him with my eyes to help me. He just shrugged his shoulders and motioned for me to keep moving. I decided I could just hold onto the shoes while I continued to clean. I made my way into the restroom and picked up the towel that lay on the floor.

Clutching the shoes tightly to my chest with one hand, I cleaned off the sink and the mirror with the other. At some point he had gotten off the bed, and was peaking in behind me from the door. I kept to my task trying to please him in some way.

"Do you have a fondness for my shoes?" He bellowed causing me to jump.

I turned toward him with the shoes in one hand, and the now dirty towel in the other. "No, sir. I don't know where to put your shoes." I hung my head in shame knowing I was failing already.

"So, you were going to carry them around for the rest of your life? Why didn't you just ask me?"

"You had not given me permission to speak, sir."

He groaned again and pulled his hands through his hair. "You're killing me here." Then more quietly to himself he mumbled, "I don't know what I am doing."

"Sorry, sir." I added quietly.

"For God sakes, stop it." He beckoned me out of the restroom with a jerky wave of his hand. He was clearly getting increasingly frustrated with me, and I had no idea how to make him happy.

With a shaky breath, I moved to the door. He pointed around the room, "Closet's there. My books go there, in alphabetical order by author. My desk is there. Bed's there. This is the bathroom, and my dirty clothes go in that cabinet behind you. Each day, you will clean it out and wash my clothes downstairs somewhere. You bring them back up, and put them in the closet." he said whilst waving his hands around.

My emotions got the better of me at this point, and I started to cry. There were so many things to learn. I was completely overwhelmed.

He noticed my tears, and softened a little. "Why are you crying?"

"I'm sorry, Sir. I want to do my best, this is all just so new for me. I don't want to make a mistake and make you unhappy Sir."

Shaking his head he moved in front of me and grabbed the shoes I was still clinging to as if my life depended on them. "Here, let me show you."

He gently took my hand and led me to one of the closed doors. "Right here, this is the closet. My shoes go here." He carefully placed his shoes in an opened spot among many others. "Sue…" he paused shortly as if catching his breath. "Sue always cleaned my shoes before she put them away. She also hung my clothes in color order. She would always set out my clothes for me, but I didn't always wear what she chose." I saw I small smile grace his lip.

"Was Sue your mother?" I asked innocently enough.

Sudden rage took over his emotions, and he pulled me up close to his face. "Don't you ever speak of her. She meant more to me that you EVER will!"

I was shocked to my core, but I struggled to reply, "I'm sorry, sir. I am sorry! I just want to do right by you." I was crying again, but my tears only angered him this time.

"Quit crying. You are getting on my last nerve." He left me standing in the closet. I dried my tears and looked at the vastness of this space. He had more clothes than I had ever seen. There were dozens of shoes, and a shelf just to hold his socks. Everything was neat and clean. I glimpsed at the shoes I had been holding and reached in to grab them. He had made a point of telling me that Sue had cleaned them before putting them away, I must do what he asks.

I was still holding the towel so I sat in the closet and cleaned the dirt off the shoes. I realized that these shoes held the dirt of the place that this all began. Maybe if I hadn't been so curious, I would still be with Esme. I missed Esme. I wanted to go back to her where I knew what the routine was. This was a very strange place, and it was clear I wasn't going to get a lot of answers anytime soon. Edward was so confusing.

"You ever coming out?" he huffed, "Or do I have to tell you everything? I refuse to tell you when to use the restroom. If you need to go, just go. I don't want to know about it." He yelled.

Gathering up my towel, I placed the shoes back carefully where I had found them. The closet looked right again. "I'm coming, sir."

"Go make me some lunch. I'm starving. I missed lunch today."

"Yes, sir. Is there anything that you would like?" I didn't know what types of meals he wanted yet, and I didn't want to risk making him angry again. He was talking to me fairly normally for him and I wanted to keep it that way.

"Just a sandwich. You can make a sandwich, can't you?" He taunted.

"Oh yes, sir. I can make a very good sandwich. Trainer seemed to appreciate them." I boasted. I was suddenly excited about being given the opportunity to do something right for a change, but my mood darkened for a moment, "I'm sorry, sir. Where can I find the kitchen?"

"Oh fine. Let's go. But you better remember where it is, don't think I am wasting my time with this again."

"No.. no, sir. I will learn." I tried to assure us both.

We made our way down to the main rooms easily enough, but then he took me through a maze of rooms. It seemed like we twisted and turned more times that I could count. I was never going to remember how I got here. I think we passed the same picture three times. I was completely lost when he finally announced, "Here's the kitchen."

I noticed a sly smile on his face, but ignored it and went straight to work.

Luckily the stove was already lit and the fire was burning soundly. That made my job much quicker. I toasted the bread, cut some fresh meet, added some greens, and handed him a beautiful sandwich as quick as I could muster.

He eyed the sandwich like it was poison. "Sue never toasted my bread." He mumbled.

It wasn't really a question, so I stayed quiet. I should have asked him how he liked his bread. I was going to get punished again, I knew it. I was never going to get anything right.

His first bite was hesitant, but his second bite came quickly. Before I could take a breath, he had the whole sandwich devoured. "It was alright. I think I might need another one just to make sure."

I smiled at his slyness. I knew he would like it. Actually I didn't for a minute there, but I was pleased he liked it. "Make it two. You need to eat as well." He demanded.

I nodded, but hid my shock. I had never been aloud to eat with Trainer before. I fed the men, and then my dinner was brought to me later. I figured I had better forget the old ways; something told me Edward's ways would be very different.

He didn't speak to me again, but I did enjoy his moans of pleasure that seeped out in between bites. He tried to cover them up with a cough, but I heard them.

After lunch, we both seemed to be searching for what to do next. He kept fondling the golden sling shot and eying the door. I knew he wanted to go back outside, but he didn't know what to do with me.

I took a chance and asked, "How many monsters did you kill today?'

He looked at me in confusion, but then answered, "Ummm. It was a slow day. I was tracking a big one when I ran into you, but you obviously ruined that."

His mood soured again, but I continued, "We could always go try again." I don't know why I was pushing this so hard, but I just wanted to see him happy again.

Hesitating for just a moment, he came to some conclusion in his mind. "I guess, but you better stay out of my way. Girls don't know anything about hunting."

I smiled a little, "I will. I promise to learn my place quickly."

We hunted outside for the remainder of the day, and before I knew it, he had completely drawn me into his world of monsters and scary creatures, that I hoped we truly would never really find.

By the time Trainer found us, we had killed hundreds of monsters, and I had finally seen Edward truly smile.

End Notes:

Okay.. okay.. not the best chapter to beg for Edward's redeeming qualities, but didn't you know a boy just like him once. He was just so annoying...but you just had to keep trying to love him?

Or kick him in the balls. oh well. Maybe next chapter he will fare better.

We are getting into the drama in the next few chapters so enjoy this love fest while you can.

Thanks again.. and don't forget to review. It makes me work so much harder. YEAH..