Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight, not me.
When I got home the house was quiet. I could understand why: Edward wasn't there making a joke. I went straight to my bedroom, locked the door, and fell asleep.
My dreams consisted of wonderful things: a life without Curses. A life with Edward. There were colors swirling around and people's smiling faces looking forward. I wished a life that simple could actually exist.
I woke up and drove myself to the office. I didn't turn my radio on or look at the view of the park. I just drove.
The people at work all had solemn faces. They acted as if someone had died. I suppose that in a way someone had.
I was given an assignment in Queens. A young girl had been seen using her Curse by her mother. The mother turned her in. It sounded like my story a bit.
I was told to get her and drag her to the detainment center. We didn't even know her last name. We didn't know her power. And so I went.
I drove myself to Queens. I was alone. I knew that she enjoyed going to The Ice Cream Parlor on Main Street. I knew that her name was Emilie. And that she was fifteen.
The ice cream parlor was an small, old building squashed between a bank and a Chinese restaurant. Despite its small size it was bursting with people.
I walked into the parlor and was greeted with a small cup that I could use to sample any ice cream I wanted. I went to the bar and asked for a Cookies and Cream. I was eating my ice cream when a girl with bleach blond hair and dark black eyes walked in. That was Emilie.
She looked around and went in line. "May I have a Mint Chocolate Chip please." She asked the man made her her ice cream. She sat down at the table next to mine.
"Emilie," I said, "I need to talk to you." She looked frightened as we walked outside.
"I need to ask you some questions." I said. "Are you cursed? If you are it's okay."
"Why would you want to know?"
"I am from the Detainment Center. We want to know if you have a curse. An anonymous source told us they saw you practicing your curse. If you have one don't worry. You're lucky it's me that they sent and not someone else. I won't put you in the Detainment Center. "
"Yes. I have a curse. I can read people's minds. Even cursed people's minds. I could read yours. I just wanted to know if you would tell me the truth. Thank you."
"So then you know that I'm cursed too then?"
"I only know what you are thinking. I can help you find Edward. I'll use my power to see if any of the other cursed know anything about where Edward is."
"I won't tell the detainment center about you. I'll say you ran and I couldn't catch you. You do realize that you'll never be able to see anyone you knew again?"
"Well, I wouldn't have been able to anyway." That was the start of a beautiful friendship.
I had told the Center that Emilie ran away and was too fast for me to catch her. I checked in with Emilie every day after that first day. And everyday was the same: No Edward. No one knows where he is. I wondered if I'd ever find him.
It wasn't until a week after I met Emilie that we had an idea about where he could be. There was an old section of the subway that hadn't been used in years. It was abandoned and it would be perfect for their purpose.
I gathered the rest of the squad and told them that an anonymous tip told me that Edward would be in that abandoned section of the subway. A week later we would head out.
The rest of the week we planned out our strategies. We would send a small group of people in to capture Edward's kidnappers. Then the rest of us would go in and we would save Edward
The plan went into action. I would be part of the second group. The first group walked in and gave the all clear after they tied up the cursed guarding Edward.
That was when I ran in.
