Thanks to the few reviews I got yesterday/today. I hope no one suffered to dearly to type a review *cough cough* and thanks to all who still one to read my strange story – hehe. I'm sad (or not so sad) to say that no, Aro won't be her father – I find that idea a little too disturbing...
And I want to tell everyone this is the part of the story I've been thinking through for ages. It's probably going to be the most fun and lest boring Chapters out of all the story! (Or so I think – different people have different views-) so keep reading!
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And on with the story.... [Sorry for swearing...]
This was the most horrible thing a person could do. It's torture.
Literally!
I was seated in my too-stiff-for-my-taste chair next to a bald man who seemed in his 50's. Ugly was an understatement.
He kept staring at me, and I could hear Andrew (who was in the seat next to the bald ugly man – he was separating us) snarling threats under his breath that could curl paint, given the chance to voice them.
Andrew and I simply didn't talk to each other – I had tried that once, trying to work my throat muscles, when fatasourass here, stuck his head in between us so we couldn't see each other. Worse, he was inches from my face, his blood smelt like rotten milk, his breath smelt worse and he tried to feel my leg while sweating so much, the amount of water produced by him could fill a pool.
A rather large one at that.
So here I was, getting a numb bottom because my legs were sticking in the corridor, leaning as far away from this freak without falling out of my chair.
Luckily, we were landing soon.
Unfortunately, baldy found this a great time to stop mumbling and start talking to me louder than necessary.
"If you were a bogger, I'd pick you first." He told me.
I heard snickers, laughs and giggles from around me.
A light flashed. "This is your Captain speaking. We have now arrived..." I didn't hear the Captain finish before I yelled as loud as possible in my head, Edward Cullen you better bloody get me away from the fucking pervert!, when the bald man slipped his shaky hand towards me from across my seat.
Edward, being the gentleman he was, was suddenly at my side while extending a hand to me. "I think we are about to leave. Before we leave the plane, do you want to come met my dear mother-in-law. I've heard you two haven't met, same with my brother-in-law."
He wisely didn't mention my name.
"Bother-in-law?" I tried to sound interested as I got up, trying not to sigh as the bald oldie eyed Edward and his bands of slightly visible muscle. He knew he couldn't win if push came to shove.
"Yes. Andrew, would you care to meet my good friend along with my wife up the front of the plane?" Andrew turned from looking out of the window. He looked ready to kill at first, but it vanished as he figured what Edward was planning and got up.
"Thank-you." Andrew said politely while grabbing his luggage.
Thanks Edward. You a life-saver. – I thought.
"Your welcome." He answered both of us. Well, I think he did – maybe he wasn't listening to me at all?
Edward tugged my elbow towards the front of the plane.
We ended up getting off as a group with everyone staring at us, as per usual. Strange as it may be, I was craving those wonderful little lamingtons that Australians eat, but smothered in blood.
Strange.
I was half vampire, so the blood was acceptable – apart from the fact the thought sounded utterly revolting to me, and I'd never tried any.
I was quarter wolf, because were wolves are half-human half-wolf, so I was sort of hungry for raw meat with the blood.
And I was quarter human – hence the lamington.
I think.
Driving to Volterra was fun. Fun as in fun for someone immortal, not fun as in human fun.
Basically, at first everyone talked about a few random subjects, then, I don't know how ( I think it had something to do with Emmett and Bella...) we were talking about Romeo and Juliet's sex life. I had a feeling Emmett, Edward and Bella weren't talking about Romeo and Juliet...
"Well I just think Romeo would be better off if Juliet wasn't so resistant." Emmett said for the eighth time.
"We've been through this ten times now," Oh. Okay, Emmett had said that line ten times then. When did I dose off? "Romeo and Juliet liked and still do like their relationship. Juliet being resistant in the first place probably sparked interest for both of them." Renesmee sighed.
"Well being patient was one of his powers." Emmett mumbled and looked out the window.
Edward chuckled.
"Speaking of powers," I said, for the first time in about three hours, "Can I get one? I mean, Renesmee has one, so why can't I? No offence Nessie." I added the last sentence when Renesmee made a face.
"Of course you can." Said Edward. "Although I'm not sure...how...you figure it out."
Bella pursed her lips. "If you can feel...something like a shield...somewhere...." she seemed to think about something.
I sighed.
And felt what she meant.
I don't know...I sort of felt like a buzz of energy – like when you faze into a wolf and...
I touched the buzz of energy and felt something warm spread across my body.
The car suddenly swerved to the side of the road, scaring me shitless, and almost hitting a tree.
"What was that for?!" I asked, annoyed.
"Bella..." Edward growled at her lightly. I don't know what his problem was – he's the one driving. "Did you just put a shield over Genna?"
This is too weird. "Did you say something else?" I asked him. Edward blink, a little shocked and turned to me.
"No, I didn't put a shield over her but I can if you want to..." And I felt something go over me. Like a rubber band.
Edward turned to Bella. This is not good.
"There. You said something again. Although I sound crazy I swear he just said 'This is not good.'" I insisted.
Edward froze then raced out of the car in a flash. Emmett looked, confusingly, between me and Bella. Mainly me.
Edward came back, this time with everyone else, who had pulled over behind us.
Emmett, Bella, Edward, Renesmee, Jacob and I were in one car, Andrew, Alice, Jasper, Esme, Rosalie and Carlisle in another car.
Okay. This might work... "Genna can you try something for me. Concentrate on Jasper for me." Edward said, looking a little shocked.
I looked at Jasper and felt, no, knew he was confused, annoyed and slightly pissed.
"Yeah. And?" I asked, a little rude.
What can you feel?
"He's confused, annoyed and pissed. So what?"
"She can hear my thoughts." Edward sighed and rubbed his templates, "And I can't read hers. When Bella placed her shield around Genna, I could read Bella's mind perfectly. And she didn't do that purposely, because even Bella can't make her mind that clear and easy to read."
I was very confused.
"So...?" I trailed.
"It seems you have a power after all, Genna." Alice said.
What?!
I was shocked to my bones. And I had a lot of bone in me.
"It seems you reflect others powers on each other...either that or I'm going mad." Edward told me.
"Wouldn't be the first time." Emmett chuckled.
Suddenly, Alices eyes went fogged. They looked fogged anyway. She looked far away at least.
And then it hit me, out of the blue. A beautiful picture.
It looked so clear, so far away... A seven year old girl with short straight hair was swinging on a wooden swing. She had freckles over her face and looked so familiar...
"Higher! Push me higher." I looked behind her to see a tall, pale white man sparkling in the sun.
Vampire.
"Higher!" she squealed. Then giggled.
The vampire smiled sweetly and pushed her higher. His hair was white, blonde and flowed to his shoulders.
"Push me higher, Daemon!" she laughed again.
There was pure delight in the girls' eyes, and I wanted to scream at her to run.
The vampire's eyes were red.
And I knew that girl.
"No. No, no, no." I moaned. Not one of them looked at me, but I could feel hands on my shoulders and Andrew trying to talk to me.
"As high as you want, Alice." The vampire crooned.
"As high as you want."
: O Remember – keep up those reviews! Hope you love and enjoyed it soo much – the next Chapter is going to be very...interesting. Mwahaha. : D
[Genna's power is to reflect people's powers back onto themselves. Any confusing please ask and I'll try to explain...]
