Okay, so to get this whole thing straight, Cassandra looks like she is in her lower twenties, more around the age of 21-22 then the teen age she was in The Other Swan Girl. I just wanted to clear that up since my brother was reading this and wanted to know what age she was.
-Alexandra-
I sat at the dining room table with my sketch pad and pencils, staring at the blank page that was lying in front of me. My dreams kept on switching on me last night. I closed my eyes, putting my ipod in me ears, cranking up an Evanescence remix. This was the only way for me to reflect on my dreams that I was having. In an instant, my dream played inside my mind as if I was having it right then and there…
I stood in the middle of huge ballroom wearing a red dress that was the same in almost every dream that consisted of this ballroom. I was looking straight into the eyes of the masked man. He had on a black dress suit with a sort of cloak around his shoulders. There wasn't a hood like Cassandra's and it opened to reveal his suit and a crescent moon pendant. He slowly made his way towards me, a smile playing on his lips. His smoldering eyes stared into mine as I began a slow walk towards him. He took my hand, placing his other on my waist. We began to twirl around the ballroom while soft, yet strong music came from places unknown. He dipped me down, my back arching while his hand roamed up my stomach to my chest. His middle finger felt between my breasts before he brought my back up, caressing the lower part of my cheek that wasn't covered by my mask. He brought my lips to his, a fiery passion erupting within me. His lips felt like ice against mine. It felt so right for his lips to be there. He pulled me closer, my back arching as he moved down to my neck, licking it hungrily. "You will feel only pleasure my love," he whispered before I felt his teeth sink down into my neck. A wave of both pleasure and pain coursed through my body.
000
I was overlooking an ocean wearing a white dress that had no back and hardly any front. The neck line plunged down to my belly button while silver trimmed the whole dress. My hair was up in an elegant bun, my bangs hanging over my left eyes. I felt something warm being draped over my shoulders, a black cloak. I turned to see my masked knight smiling down at me as he leaned against the railing of the balcony I was on. It was Twilight at the moment, the sky looking as beautiful as ever.
"Why do you wear that mask?" I asked in a soft voice.
He shrugged, thinking for a second. "Protection I guess…" he said while turning to the ocean and standing a little closer to me. "And fear in a way…"
"Fear?" I inquired, looking at him as he watched the sky grow darker.
"I fear that if someone knew my identity and who I was, they'd use my powers to their advantage. If I wear the mask along with my guards, the person wouldn't know who was who." He looked at me, his eyes as caring as ever. "I'm wearing this mask in your dreams because I'm afraid you'd hate me for what I am. If I took it off…I believe that you'll see me as a dishonest monster."
"How could I hate someone I'm destined to be with?"
000
I was running on a trail along with Gabriel and Fallon. We neared a clearing in a forest that I didn't know of. It was dark, and snow littered the ground as our breaths shown in the air. The trees parted, leading us into a clearing. There was a figure standing with its back towards us. It was a girl, with her long brown hair in the robes Cassandra wore. It was my mother, I somehow knew it! "Mom!" I yelled as we started to walk towards her. She stepped to the side, revealing man with bronze hair having a dagger shoved into her heart. He withdrew the blade, slicing off my mother's head. "Evening kids," my father smiled as he wiped the blade on his pants.
I came back to reality, seeing Cassandra sitting on the table in front of me. She looked down at me with worried eyes. I took my headphones out of my ears, waiting for her to say something. "That last dream was a fear dream." Then why did it happen? Did you Master put it inside my head? "Hell no! He's in love you with, he would never scare you. Your mother had a dream kind of like that when she went through the change. It was of me and your father in a very heavy make out session." Did it happen? "I think not! Your father would never do that and I would never allow that to happen to my own descendant. Your mother used to have fear dreams whenever she was under a lot of stress or she was scared of something. Are you scared of something?" I'm just a little scared of what I'm going to become after my change. I'm scared of William, and I'm scared of your Master. I know we're supposed to be together, but it scares me even if I know he means no harm. "Well, Master will never hurt you and never make you afraid of him in any way. As for William, well, we'll just have to watch him. Remember, I'll be there if something bad happens." And, I'm scared of my newfound bloodlust. I haven't told my family yet… I added, looking at Cassandra with scared eyes. "Tell them. When I gave your mother and aunts the gift to have children I was oblivious to what would happen. I knew you'd be powerful, but I had no idea of what changes you and the boys would go through. I guess I forgot to put bloodlust into the picture…" She was silent for a second. "I drew your dreams for you, if that helps." She gestured to three pictures in front of me. One was of me and her Master kissing. The second was of me and him talking while looking at the ocean. The last one made me want to cry. It was my dad having the knife in my mother's heart. "You don't have to show them the last one if you don't want." I took the picture, holding back tears. I think I'll show them. Just to be safe ya know… She simply nodded, then disappeared out of sight.
I sat there for a few seconds, but getting up and taking the drawings with me. No one was in the living room or kitchen. They were in their rooms probably cleaning since it was the cleaning day in the Cullen's household. I had finished early since I always kept my room clean since I was a neat freak. I heard a vacuum start up in my mom's room and some spraying going on in the other rooms. I didn't pay attention though. I walked over to Carlisle's study, knocking a few times ever so lightly. "Come in Alex," he said. He knew everyone's certain knocks in the house. He said mine was very distinct since it was so quiet and so slow. I walked into the study, shutting the door behind me. I walked up to his desk, placing the drawings in front of him. He was looking over some books I didn't bother to pay attention to. I had read all of the books in his study about five times. He took the drawing, staring at them with scrunched eyebrows.
"Were these from different nights?" he asked without looking at me.
"No," I whispered as I sat down in one of the chairs that were in front of his desk. "I think the last one was just a fear dream. Mom told me once that she had them when she was under stress or scared when she was a human."
Carlisle nodded, flipping to my first dream drawing. "Did anything else happen in this dream?"
"He bit me…" I said while looking at the floor.
"Did you feel anything?"
"Pain…and pleasure," I answered, still looking at the floor.
"What kind of pleasure?" he asked, seriousness lacing his voice.
I sighed, meeting his serious gaze. "I think you might have an idea grandpa…"
"Oh," was all he said. He cleared his throat, looking down at the second drawing. "What about your second dream?"
"We just talked," I said. I realized that I was actually talking about my dreams! Maybe whoever this man is is letting me have my own free will back! I mean, Cassandra said that he wanted me to tell my family about my dreams.
"About?"
"I asked him why he wore his mask and he said for protection and fear. He wouldn't go into detail." I knew I was kind of lying about that part, but I think he wanted only me to know the reasons for his fears. He trusted me enough to tell me. Cassandra had told me the night of the game that he would communicate through dreams for a while before meeting me. I guessed it was just easier for him.
"I don't think we'd need to go into the third one because you've had these fear dreams before when you were young. I'll show your mother and father and see what they say."
I nodded, getting up. I went to go walk away, but stopped. I turned around, walking around Carlisle's desk and giving him a hug. "Thanks grandpa," I said before walking out of the room and into the hallway.
-Fallon-
I was playing DDR with Claude. The song we were dancing to was called, "Move Your Body," by Eiffel 65. It was a pretty good song, even if it was techno. I was owning Claude in this game while Alex and Gabriel laughed. We were in my room. Alex and Gabriel were on the bed while Anna and William were in one beanbag chair. I saw Will keep on glancing at Alex, but she ignored him. Her focus was on Claude as he started cussing at his dance pad. Gabriel started booming with laughter when Alex fell of the bed from laughing so hard at Claude slipping on his pad. I stopped the game, watching Alex try to get up on the bed again. Her eyes were closed as her musical laughter filled my ears. Claude helped her up, toppling over with laugher and bringing her down with him. Gabriel couldn't stop laughing. I couldn't either. I had never seen vampires so clumsy before in my whole life! William and Anna chuckled to themselves.
When we finally calmed down, we all made our way downstairs. Everyone was down there watching Edward play the piano. I looked at Alex with a smile, she just glared at me. She hadn't played for us in two years. I knew she played when the whole family was out, and we could never catch her doing it. She was sneakier than a vampire.
"Alex, could you play something for us?" asked Alice innocently. I smiled at my mom who gave me a wink. This was going to be good.
I saw Alex force a smile. "Sure Aunt Alice," she said sweetly even if it was laced with hate. I smiled as she descended the rest of the stairs, walking over to the piano as her father got up. Claude stood right next to her, leaning against the wall with a small smile. "What do you want me to play?" she sighed.
"Anything you want," answered her father.
Alex got up; lifting the lid on the seat she was sitting on. I didn't know that there was a lit on that seat. I looked at everyone else and they looked as confused as I was. She pulled out a sheet of music that had easy, then complex notes on it. She put down the lid, sat on the seat, and put her sheet of music in front of her. She started off slow, playing a very sad tune that made me almost hypnotized with its sound. Within a few seconds, it started to speed up and her fingers stroked the keys with great precision. It started to make me start to sway along with Gabriel and Anna. The way she played sounded almost exactly like Edward. Even the tune she was playing sounded like the lullaby that he would play for his wife. Then, the song changed to something very dark and battle-like. Her fingers raced across the keys, making my eyes broaden. Her eyes were averted from the keys to her sheet of music and back. She didn't even break tune when she turned the page and continued playing. The song got softer all the sudden, a smile on my lips. She was a really good player even if she didn't admit it. She finished with a sort of heartfelt tune. Claude started to clap along with the family, making her blush slightly.
Alex stood up, putting her music away in the seat. She must have done it the time she stayed behind for a shopping trip when she was "writing a paper." She was a devious one I had to admit.
"You composed that yourself?" asked Esme with disbelief. "You're better than your father."
"I wouldn't say that," Alex said. "Dad's like the freaking Einstein of the piano."
"Damn straight," Edward smiled with his arms around his wife.
"Oh, you're not conceded at all," I laughed.
"So, what made you compose that piece?" asked Lance as we all sat down in the living room.
She shrugged. "My dreams I guess…" She looked down at her hands as Claude sat on her left side and Jasper took the other. I looked at her from across the room, meeting her gaze when she looked up. "And my mom's lullaby."
"It's your lullaby too," added Bella. "Edward hummed it to you every night you went to sleep when you were a baby." A soft smile touched Alex's lips. She seemed to be reminiscing about the times when we were young. To me it felt like such a long time ago.
-Gabriel-
The Rayne's had left shortly after Alex had played. I had never heard her play to well in my life and I was proud of her. We all sat in front of the TV, discussing Alex's dreams. I, nor Fallon, have had any weird dreams since the last time. Although, the last dream did disturbed me a tiny bit. I mean, dreaming of one parent killing another, that's just…disturbing.
"There is something else, but I don't really know what to make of it," said Alex in a quiet voice. She was cuddled into Edward's arms while her mother stroked her hair with a small smile.
"What is it sweetie?" asked Esme with concern in her eyes.
"I…" she glanced over at a corner of the room. I followed her gaze, but saw nothing whatsoever. "I'm starting to feel bloodlust…" I stared at her with wide eyes. Why didn't she tell us sooner? When did she have this bloodlust?
"When?" I asked, looking at her with worry.
"At the game, when Chase broke his leg."
"You didn't attack him though," said Carlisle. "What did you feel?"
"I was thirsty, my mouth started watering, and I couldn't take my eyes off of his blood. There was also a pull to it too…"
Everyone glanced at one another in worry. Those were the single signs of bloodlust in a vampire. That meant that one of Carlisle's many theories was coming true. That we'd become vampires on our own. We only needed bloodlust to become a full vampire. But Alexandra still had a heartbeat, maybe she was in an early stage of the change and the pain hadn't kicked in yet. What does that mean for Fallon and me? Are we going to start to get bloodlust as well?
"If you did have bloodlust, how were you able to control yourself?" asked Rosalie.
"I have no idea," she said, thinking. She kept on glancing at the corner of the room, as if listening to someone. I was beginning to think that she was going crazy. "I tried controlling it and then it just went away on its own…"
"Have you had any other bloodlust after the game?" asked Carlisle.
Alex shook her head.
"What about your dreams? Did you feel any bloodlust during them?"
She pursed her lips, looking at the corner and let out a small laugh. What the hell was in that corner that I wasn't seeing? "Yeah, there was one and sometimes it repeats." She got out of her father's embrace, leaning her elbows on her knees. "It was of me and the masked guy sitting in front of a fireplace." She pinched the bridge of her nose, thinking. "Um…we were talking about something, but I don't really remember. He took out a knife and sliced his wrist. That's when the feeling started coming over me. He'd offer it to me and I'd…well lick the blood clean. Then I'd wake up…"
"I'm really getting annoyed by this masked dude," said Emmett with a troubled expression. "He's making moves on you when you're sleeping, just imagine what he could do when you're awake." Rosalie smacked him when Alex's eyes bulged. "Sorry, that came out wrong honey."
"He won't make a move on her," reassured Alice. "I'd be able to see it."
"Right, like you not seeing William put his own moves on me?" Alex sneered as she leaned back on the couch. Alice looked hurt and Jasper had to comfort her a little by putting his arms around her. Neither of her parents touched her. She was deep in thought and didn't like to be touched. She was biting the inside of her cheek as I kept on glancing at the corner she kept on staring at. I was really getting pissed off by that corner!
Moon suddenly appeared from behind a house plant that was in that corner and made her way towards us. Her ice blue eyes looked at us with a sort of amusement in them as she hopped on my lap, looking at me. I stared back, wondering why I was glaring at a cat. It was just a cat! Moon started patting at my hand. I smiled and started to stroke her fur. I glanced over at Alex whose eyes nearly bulging out of her eye sockets.
"You okay?" I asked.
Alex looked at me, glancing at the cat one last time. "Yeah…I'm okay…"
Ello!
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I'm gonna be doing a flashback chapter soon in Edward, Emmett, and Jaspers point of view. I'll add another in the woman's point of view after a few more chapters in the story. I just thought you'd be missing out on some cute and rather devilish times.
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