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AN – Wow, only one person got it right, out of all of you guys :O Well done, Hado, your theory was right! So go see how it plays out!

I HAVE VERY BIG SEQUEL-RELATED NEWS!

I'm dedicating this chapter to Angeliss, because she is a fantastic writer, she's been incredibly supportive and she praises me so much that I'm unable to stand up because my head is so big. Your support means so much to me, and thank you for sticking with me even though the story may not turn out the way you want (even though you know it will, now!) and I appreciate all of your support, everyone, please don't think I don't because I REALLY do!

NEWS:

I know so many of you are torn, team Eddies or team Jazzies. So I've come up with a solution. Avaritia will be finished to the happiness of the team Eddies. BUT, I will write another story following on from it that'll have the team Jazzies squealing in glee. And the team Eddies don't have to read that – SO EVERYONE'S HAPPY. But I still suggest the team Jazzies continue reading Avaritia 'cause I love you guys!

AND I'VE FINISHED MY EXAMS, HURRRAAH!

I was first aware of the darkness. Very, very, dark.

I could hear voices, clearly.

Who were they?

I tried to open my eyes. Can't open my eyes yet, I registered.

Where was I?

I scanned through my memories to find...none.

Who was I?

I concentrated on the voices.

There was a level, musical voice. A man's voice. Very close.

"Alice, it's not sensible for you all to be here!" He sounded outraged. "She'll be overwhelmed!"

A light, soprano tinkling answered his angered tone, I assumed this was Alice. She was close, too.

Should the name register? I could find nothing.

"I've seen it, Edward," Edward. I tried that out. He must be the first one. "She won't remember a thing. She'll need to meet us all in turn again, at least to believe that she has some sort of relationship with us, or she could go completely wild! It's a dangerous thing to be dabbling in!"

Edward let out an exasperated sigh, before answering a little more softly. "Okay, Alice. You can stay." Alice squealed while Edward took a short breath.

I tried to piece together the information I had. I was...somewhere. I tried experimenting with my fingers. The sense of touch came back. Only 3 more to go. I was in a field of some sort, I presumed. There was grass, anyway, under my left hand.

In my other, there was a smooth hand, clinging to mine tightly.

So, I was in a field, with two people called Edward and Alice, one of which was holding my hand. Edward was angry at Alice, but seemed to succumb to her reasoning easily. Maybe they were in love? What purpose did I have in this relationship? Was I a baby? Was I their baby!?

That was odd. I was almost sure I had been an adult, before. Before...something. I couldn't latch onto it. Did babies have thoughts, anyway!?

That was impossible. My hands were too big – it fitted with the other hand perfectly, like a mould.

When he began speaking again, his tone was wretched, heartbroken. "Have you seen when she'll wake up, yet?"

Silence. "Her heart stopped beating a while ago. Maybe this is just a side affect?"

"I don't know. I really don't know." He sighed. The sigh seemed almost familiar, but it was...locked away. Like a word on the tip of my tongue but...nothing...almost. There was something there, I was sure. An unfamiliar feeling in my stomach.

"I should never have changed her, Alice. I know she wanted it but...I shouldn't have."

There was a sharp crack in the air, and a chorus of gasps from others.

Wait, my mind screamed. Others?

I was unable to take this into account, because Alice's high voice echoed through the air, dragging me away from my thoughts.

"EDWARD ANTHONY MASEN CULLEN!" So, that was his name. Cullen seemed to bring out a reaction in me, and I found my sense of smell to return. Definitely a field, there were trees around us. Foliage. Water. Animals. Unidentifiable scents.

Alice continued talking angrily. "Bella loves you; she married you, even though she'd been brought up to despise marriage! She became Mrs Cullen! Your wife! She's always wanted this, always! AND NOW YOU'VE GOT THE NERVE TO SUGGEST THAT YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE GIVEN IT TO HER!"

"She'll have forgotten everything, Alice. She won't know me, she won't know you, she won't know Carlisle, she won't know Esme, she won't know Emmett, she won't know Rosalie and she won't know..."

"Jasper." Alice finished his hanging sentence.

That was a lot of names to take in. Someone named Bella was married to Edward. This was a family. I assumed Carlisle and Esme were the closest to Edward because he mentioned them first. There was something wrong with Jasper, though. Edward was reluctant to say his name.

"See, Edward? This may be a blessing in disguise," Alice whispered urgently. Her voice was so low that I barely caught it. "Rose can start over with Bella! Jasper can start over with Bella."

"And she won't remember me leaving..." Edward sounded wistful.

"And she won't remember how much of an arse you were to her the first day you met, or how much of a dickhead you were about her being changed..."

"Thanks, Alice." Edward whispered sarcastically.

"She won't remember Jacob Black." Alice breathed. "She won't remember James, Laurent or Victoria."

The hand clenching mine tightened a little.

"You're right. A blessing in disguise." Edward was smiling. Edward was happy.

I didn't know why that made me happy.

I heard soft footsteps padding across the grass to where I lay beside Edward and Alice, then they stopped beside us. I heard another sharp slap, before another voice joined the symphony.

This one was deeper, but still musical. Male. "Alice!" It chided. "What I was telling Edward was that I could feel happiness coming from Bella. She must be aware of some things."

"Really?" Alice bounced, I could feel the movement reverberating through the ground beneath me.

"Yes. I doubt it'll be long before she wakes up, love." The voice smiled.

"See, Edward?" Alice said, sounding elated. "I told you she'll be fine."

The feet padded around the grass to my other side. "I can't believe she won't remember me," the voice whispered sadly.

"Well don't make the same mistake again, Jasper." Edward hissed harshly.

If I could have, I would have recoiled at the venom in his voice. It was nothing like the tones I'd heard earlier. But I supposed it was understandable; Edward and Alice didn't seem to like Jasper.

But hadn't Jasper called Alice 'love'?

This was beyond confusing. I refused to stay out any longer. I began twitching my fingers, hoping to get some movement back in my body.

My eyelids flickered, and I was met with the face of an angel. His skin was pale but soft as silk; his hair a bronze flame. There was a small girl with short dark hair sitting at my feet. On my left side, there was a blond male, his topaz eyes wide with worry.

"Bella?!" He gasped, stroking my face. I recognized his voice as Edward's. The blond must be Jasper. I couldn't see why Edward would have a problem with him.

Edward continued speaking, his voice pained. "Oh Lord, I hope she remembers me. I can't believe I did this to my Bella."

"Who's Bella?" I croaked, trying to sit up. Edward pushed me back down. Suddenly, I could hear a babble of voices not far away...

Alice began speaking, now. "She'll be a bit disorientated, Edward. You should talk to her."

Jasper interrupted mid-sentence, but Alice continued unperturbed. Somehow I managed to hear both of them. "Edward, she's a little confused, but she's not scared. Try talking to her."

"Who's Bella?" I repeated, looking up at Edward.

He continued to stroke my face from temple to chin, speaking softly. "You're Bella, love. I'm Edward. I'm your husband."

I was Bella?

"I-I...I what?" I stammered, trying to process it.

I wasn't Bella.

"Oh God," Edward gasped. "She doesn't even remember me. She's so scared. Oh, my Bella," he sobbed, stroking my face again sorrowfully.

Something registered. Edward wasn't moving his mouth.

"How are you doing that?" I whispered, looking at them all.

"Doing what?" Alice asked, popping her head past Edward.

"Speaking without moving your mouth," I whispered, fighting the urge to close my eyes again. I was so tired.

"We're not, Bella." She answered slowly. I was about to tell her that I wasn't Bella, but she continued speaking. "She's delusional, Edward! Do you think Carlisle will know what to do?"

"You did it again," I protested weakly.

Jasper spoke, next. "Edward, she isn't lying. Bella believes whatever she's hearing."

I turned to Jasper. "Will you please stop talking about me like I'm not here? Of course I believe it, you're talking without your mouth!" I paused. "And I'm not Bella."

His eyes widened, and he pressed his hand to my forehead lightly. Edward removed his hand from my face, and suddenly, I felt a pang of worry wash over me, distinctly emanating from Edward; as though Edward was throwing emotions at me. I turned to him, his eyes terrified and his eyebrows pulling together in the middle. He continued pushing emotions onto me. What is he doing? Does he always do this? I wondered.

I turned back to Jasper, to find he was pushing some kind of emotion onto me, too. Curiosity, I registered.

"What are you all doing?" I asked.

"What do you mean, Bella?"

Edward said, stroking my face again, now that Jasper had removed his hand.

"I'm not Bella," I persisted, sitting up. Why wouldn't they understand? I had no recollection of this girl, no recollection of being this girl.

"Who are you then?" Alice said, again, not using her mouth.

"I'm...I'm...I don't know who I am," I sobbed. "And how do you keep on speaking without your mouth?" I said, confused when no tears leaked out of my eyes. It seemed natural for that to happen, and without it I felt...unnatural.

Who was I?

"I knew it, Edward!" Jasper and Alice exclaimed again. Alice continued. "Bella, can you hear me?"

"I can hear you, Alice," I whispered, "but I'm not Bella."

A sudden attack of joy burst from each of them, as I heard Alice again. "She remembers me!"

Edward spoke out loud, his mouth moving, finally. "How did you know her name was Alice?" He whispered.

"I heard you talking." I stated, feeling their joy turn back to worry. They all continued talking to themselves without moving their mouths. "You're Alice," I pointed at her. "You're Edward," I smiled at him. "And you're Jasper." I smiled at him, too.

I felt a sudden pang of pain, but I ignored it, as it was gone quicker than it had come. I knew that it had come from Jasper, though.

"How do you do that, too?" I asked, frowning at him. "The thing with the pushing emotions at me? It hurts, can you stop?"

I felt another emotion. Alarm, by now.

"I think she's got my power, Edward." Jasper spoke again, without using his mouth.

I felt my energy burst back to me, courtesy of Alice. "Will you please stop talking about me like I'm not here?"

"We should tell her," Alice said, turning to Edward and Jasper. "Maybe the others should come, now?"

Edward nodded, before calling out, "Carlisle? You can all come over now."

It took a few seconds for them all to assemble, and I could hear them talking way before they came.

The high, female voice was the one I heard first. "I wonder what Edward wants, now. Poor little Bella, lost her memory, aww darling! As if she hasn't made enough trouble for us with Jasper..."

Her voice suddenly trailed off, and I refocused on the babble. There was a deep male voice next; but unlike Jasper and Edward, he sounded childlike. "I can't wait to see my baby sister again!" He squealed, over and over.

I turned back to the babble of voices, listening in on a woman whose tone sounded warm and loving. I instantly recognized her as the mother of this group. "My poor daughter, forgetting everything. I was prepared for it...but now it just seems too real. And Edward..." Her thoughts seemed to be bordering on depression, and I pulled away, starting to feel depressed myself.

I was about to tune in to the last male's voice, but before I could, they appeared at the end of the clearing. The four walked briskly in pairs, making it obvious who were partnered.

An overexcited and oversized male skipped to the front, hand in hand with a tall blonde, who exuded nonchalance. I was instantly intimidated by her looks and confidence, and she gave me such an undermining look that I was sure she could hear my thoughts. She was definitely not the motherly figure I had looked forward to meeting. The male was smiling broadly from ear to ear, and was speaking without his mouth again.

"Bella! Wow, she's hot!" Edward growled, a deep rumbling in his chest.

"Woah! Sorry, Edward. I forget." He apologized.

I took a look at the other couple; these were the parents. The male was blond, and despite the tired circles under his eyes, he looked like a God. The female was his perfect equal, pale skin and large eyes, her hair a soft caramel hanging gently around her shoulders. I knew these were the parents I'd been looking for.

The family were greeting each other by moving their mouths, finally.

"Carlisle," Edward addressed the blond father figure. "Jasper, Alice and I think we've worked out Bella's power."

Carlisle nodded. "Okay, you explain to Bella and we'll just listen in."

Edward nodded, but then I heard the mother speaking again.

"Edward, do you mind if I speak to my daughter for a minute, first?" She asked tentatively, giving me a glance.

Edward turned to me, his expression statue-like. "Do you mind speaking to Esme, love?"

"I'll speak to you." I smiled at Esme.

Now I knew that Rosalie was the blonde, and Emmett was the happy male.

Esme stepped forward tentatively and sat by Jasper on my left side. "How are you feeling, honey?"

"I'm okay now, Mom. Thanks for asking." I smiled.

"She just called me Mom! Oh, my baby," she sobbed silently, her mouth composed in a tightly closed curving line.

"Bella, are you feeling thirsty, dear?" She asked, clasping my hand with both of hers.

"I'm sorry Mom, but my name isn't Bella." I whispered, not wanting to upset her.

"Oh, it's worse than I'd thought!" She said silently. Pain emanated from her.

"Do you mind telling me what your name is, then?" She asked, edging closer to me.

Everyone else watched, intrigued – I could tell by these stupid emotions they threw at me. Their silent voices were merely a babble around me now, as I traveled back through the little memories I had to find a name.

"I don't know my name." I whispered. "Everyone's been calling me Bella, but I don't remember it." I choked. "I don't remember anything."

"It's okay, dear. For now, shall we call you Bella until you remember your real name?"

I nodded. "Okay, that's fine Mom."

She reached over and pulled me into a one-armed-hug. "Told you it would work, Edward. Now, you better tell us all what's happened." She never opened her mouth.

"Can you tell me what all this is about now please?" I asked, exasperated. "You talk without your mouths, you throw emotions at me and you seem to think I'm part of this family...but I don't remember anything."

Edward smiled kindly at me. "Okay, Bella, love, I'll explain everything from the start." I crossed my legs and faced him, trying to ignore the babble of voices behind me.

"You are a vampire, and-"

"I'm a what?" I shrieked. I knew I was meant to be human. Human, that's what I was! I couldn't remember who I was, or where I came from, but I knew I was human.

"Please, relax, Bella." Edward pleaded with me.

He turned to Jasper. "Can't you try and calm her down, or something?" He hissed.

"I've been trying!" Jasper hissed back.

"And I have," Alice spoke, quietly. "I can't see her at all, it all goes blank when I look, like she doesn't exist."

"I don't exist?" I whimpered.

"No, no, Bella! You're just...I'll explain later, okay?" I nodded. "Can I carry on explaining, then, love?" I nodded again.

He smiled a breathtaking crooked smile that made my breath stick in my throat. Edward touched my face and whispered, "Breathe, Bella."

I could suddenly see a young girl with wide brown eyes and long brown hair, her eyes wide open and her heartbeat thudding in my ears. I knew that I loved this girl with my entire being, and I was afraid of hurting her. I had to protect her. I heard the same words in the same voice, before I was pulled away again.

"So, Bella, like I was saying," Edward continued as if nothing had happened, "We are vampires. You and I met three years ago in high school, and we married two weeks ago. You loved me very much and I loved you even more, so I agreed to change you into a vampire so that you could spend eternity with me. I didn't really want to steal you away from the world that you'd known, but you were persistent." He chuckled.

I smiled at him. He loved me. I could feel it. And somewhere inside me I knew he was telling me the truth, and he would always tell me the truth. That he was my other half in life.

"And, as I explained to you a while ago, vampires can have supernatural powers." I nodded. "Can you hear what I'm saying, Bella? Can you say yes, if you do?" He smiled.

"Yes, I can hear you." He nodded.

"Bella, I think you've got the same power as me; to read minds."

"I've-I've what?!"

"Can you hear me now, Bella?" He asked.

"Of course I can, why do you keep asking that?"

"Because the conversation we've been having is through my thoughts. The others can't hear anything. Look at my mouth." His mouth wasn't moving; tightly pressed together, the corners twitching in amusement.

I was hearing his thoughts?

"So what's that babbling noise?" I whispered.

That's everyone's thoughts. You can hear them all, but you seem to have figured out how to tune them out already. It took me a lot longer, He thought.

So can you hear me? I thought, looking at him expectantly.

Were you trying to talk to me using your thoughts, Bella?

I nodded.

I can't hear your thoughts; no one can affect you – not me, not Aro, not Jane. Jasper and Alice used to be able to affect you; he paused and I saw a flash of brown and blond kissing heatedly. The image was gone before I could take it in correctly, and by then Edward was thinking again. But now Alice can't see you, and Jasper can't feel you.

"Feel me? See me? What do you mean?" I asked carefully.

"Well," Edward spoke out loud. "Alice can see the future. And Jasper can feel and manipulate your emotions."

"We think you've got that power, too." Jasper spoke up. Can you feel this, Bella?

Suddenly, a huge burst of love was thrown at me, and before I knew it, I seemed to be throwing it out myself.

Everyone's thoughts echoed the same thing. Yes, you've definitely got Jasper's power too!

I tried to stem the flow of love that was flooding out of me. It worked.

It was like the air had been filled with fuzziness, happiness and pink.

Now it was back to as it was...and it seemed somewhat subfusc, dull and boring.

"So Bella's got both of your powers?" Rosalie snorted. "Why? It's not like she was intuitive or empathetic in her human life!"

Just pathetic, she added mentally.

Edward growled audibly, frowning at her.

"I'm not really sure why, Rosalie." Carlisle pondered. He was running through countless scenarios in his mind, and I immediately pulled out of his mind, trying to stay locked in mine.

Suddenly, all the voices were gone, and it was just my own thoughts inside my head.

"Edward?" I whispered. "Edward, I can't hear your thoughts anymore."

"How come? Did you do something?" He asked, edging closer to me.

"Well, Carlisle's thoughts were confusing me so I tried to stay locked in my mind...and then all the babble went and I can't hear anymore." I frowned, confused.

"Try and use the power again, Bella." Carlisle said, obviously trying out another of his scenarios.

I tried to unlock my mind, and get into Edward's.

It worked.

Suddenly, I could see everything from his perspective- my own body, red eyes glazed over; eyebrows pulling together a little in concentration...

But most of all, I was beautiful.

I was the image of beauty; flawless skin, shiny locks, prominent cheekbones and eyes sparkling like rubies.

I withdrew from his mind, and concentrated on going back into mine. I could hear the voices again, but I lowered them to merely background noise.

"Did you do it?" Edward asked.

"I went inside your mind, yes." I smiled.

Bella's so advanced in her powers already! Carlisle's shocked thoughts jumped through my mental barriers. If my theory is correct, she could be the most powerful vampire in history, Edward!

What was he insinuating that I was, some super-vamp? I rolled my eyes.

I tuned into Edward's mind, listening for his thoughts.

Bella, are you thirsty yet?

I had no idea how he knew I was listening.

"Not at all." I answered.

"No dryness in the back of your throat?" He continued.

"Should there be?"

"Well, any burning? Anything?" He persisted.

"Nothing, zilch, zero." I retorted. "I'm not hungry, either."

Edward and Carlisle exchanged a look.

"Maybe it's time to go home, Bella." Carlisle smiled.

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