Hamranel POV
"Ah good to see you Marylin!" I cried as she strode through my office/room doors, looking very pleased with herself.
"I did as you asked master," she smiled and bowed, and as I kissed her forehead in happiness.
"Well lets go and see our new guest!" I bounced in happiness, but raised an eyebrow at her hesitation and asked, "Why what on earth is wrong my dear?" I inwardly smiled at my joke.
"Well, can you turn me back please master? I would like to resume my usual form if you please," she asked in a hurried whisper looking terrified, well I guess she heard about some of my bad mood swings over the past few days.
"Of course dear," and with a wave of my hand I changed her russet skin into, smooth white marble, and I changed her black hair black into it's usual silvery blonde. I smiled at my handiwork.
She also smiled, bowed again and followed me out of the doors, towards the cells.
"So the disguise worked then I assume?" she nodded an affirmative.
"We didn't need his mother for information anyway, it was pretty easy to improvise, he bought it," she gave a crooked smile. I simply nodded. "I did actually catch him about 6 days ago, but I was making sure that those Cullen's were not following us." I simply laughed knowing that if they hadn't found this place by now the never will.
"Is he still under?" I asked still wandering through the underground, knowing I was coming closer to the cells as the smells were slowly turning from fresh, to rotten, from clean, to sweaty and damp.
"Yes, do you want me to release him yet?" I nodded, as it will take him a few minutes to become conscious and we were only a minute away. I knew when she had released him, as I soon heard her sigh of relief almost as if she was under strain.
After exactly 61 seconds in silence, we reached the desired cell. As I motioned the guards to open the cell, I motioned to Marylin to stay outside. Only after she nodded did I enter the cell.
When the door was closed behind me, did I survey the surroundings. There were the walls, made of compressed dirt, well we were underground, so there were no windows, a simple metal cot with a sack quilt, and a hole in the ground to be used as a toilet. Yet there in the corner, there was a large male, with thick iron chains around his waist and wrists, which even a vampire couldn't and never has been able to break. He was the reason for my visit. Obviously.
As I sat down on his cot, and waited for him to wake up. I thought anxiously about the most recent conversation with my sister.
"Open the door please, Derek," he hastened to complete my request and pushed the door with a bow, which I acknowledge with a smile, I was in a good mood after my lovely feast 2 days ago.
Ah exactly as I remember, the dirt walls, the water dripping onto the floor at a constant rhythm, which really annoys me, but hey! I 'aint living here! Anyway, the roots hanging grotesquely from the ceiling, and the cot, with a pillow and quilt, well she is my sister.
Speaking of your sister, she's looking at you. As I focus on her I indeed see she is. I give her a big smile, and guess what she does, she just glares at me with those chocolate brown orbs, now with flecks of violet due to her restored memory.
"Hello again dear, how are you enjoying human life again?" I asked politely, but she just carried on glaring. Jeez, can't a guy catch a break!
"You know it's rude to stare Arabella, and to ignore other people. I also see you got dirty again, tut tut, you need to look after yourself more!" I laughed, well what can I say I am a funny guy! Well for an angel.
"What do you want Hamranel? Other than to cause me more pain," she asked weakly with a raised eyebrow.
All I did was turn her back into a human, I mean yeah, it may be a little bit more painful than turning into a vampire, or so I have been told...
"Maybe to see you? Or is that too unbelievable?" I smile knowing she won't buy it, "Fine, Malcolm informed me that your change back had finished, so I decided to see if you managed to cope... but then again" I said as I tapped my chin thoughtfully, "How many times is it that you have turned back? Well you have been down here for... oh yeah 8 months, and other than that day when you came to see me, you basically spent the rest of the time changing, and it takes 2 days when done properly to turn into a vampire, and 2 days to turn into a human... so that's" I pretended to do the maths in my head "about 110 times? So you should be used to it by now." I smiled sweetly.
"But what is the point of changing me into a human, if you need me later on?"
I sighed. With a smile of course.
"Well, I can't have you escaping too soon now could I?" I asked rhetorically, "You will be changed just beforehand, don't worry" I say as I walk over, kneel down to where she sat in the mud and pat, her knee. Weirdly almost... nervous to see she doesn't even have the strength to chase me away.
"Oh believe me I'm not worrying, about myself anyway" I cock an eyebrow curious as to what she is on about, "Where is my daughter Hamranel?" She asked me, well pleaded.
"Don't worry your pretty little face off, she is okay for the time being as you well know," I told her, I knew perfectly well I won't kill my family, and I won't hurt Renesmee as she is still a child, at the moment, but as I can't do that I'll hurt someone else.
"Yes Hamranel, but where is she, and is she alright physically and emotionally?" Ahh mothers will always do anything for their children.
"For now yes, if you co-operate," pausing while she sighs, "wait I haven't finished yet sister. A certain imprint of hers and shape shifter is on his way here we picked him up about 2 days ago so he will arrive in about 4, and if you don't work with me, I will slowly kill him, and on my travels I heard that imprints feel their other half's pain... and as he is your best friend/ future son in law. I'm sure you wont want that to happen, do you?" I sang the last part, and laughed at her furious face.
"Awww, how was it your Edward-" I sneered his name "-put it, a kitten trying to be a tiger," I laughed again at her confused face, "Oh he never said it out loud," I chuckled and stood up, "I have a mind reader of my own dear."
"Urgh, can you get anymore self-centered or evil Hamranel," Okay, I was getting pissed now, I mean yeah I was liking the self-centered and evil bit, but argh the Hamranel bit, it was something I wanted to forget.
Some part of me took over and I didn't remember much afterward. So it didn't surprise me when after coming back to my senses, after I have no idea how long, to find my sister across the room unconscious in a bloody pulp. I leant against the wall for a few minutes, looking between Arabella and my bloodied hands, saddened by my lack of control. It had been happening too much lately and I couldn't seem to control any of it.
I told Derek to get the healer, to make sure Arabella was alive, and to make sure some decent food was ready for her when she came around.
I haven't heard from Derek or the healer yet. Strange...
Ah, finally he's coming around. As he opens his eyes with a start, I smile at him and say.
"Hello Jacob. I trust you slept well." I didn't get a reply, just a confused stare. So I stood up and came closer to his face.
"Now, now Jacob Black, it's rude to stare," I smiled sweetly at him, and got a growl in response. Ah shape-shifters always the same moody things, not to mention smelly.
"I see you know my name, but will you care to tell me yours?" he asked with obvious forced politeness.
"Of-course so sorry, where have my manners gone! The name is Dominik. Simply Dominik. Nowas to where you are I'll give you one clue, all around there is foot, after foot, after foot of earth!" I straightened up, and flung my arms out, causing my black coat to flap around. Nice dramatic effect there Dominik, I smile to myself.
"So Dominik, Why the hell do you want me!" he didn't ask it as a question, he just said it. I tutted at him, but told him nonetheless.
"For leverage against your best friend and soon to be mother in law, 'cause if I hurt you I hurt her and her daughter," I cackle, and dodge out of the way, of a lunge by an angry shape shifter, but he was stopped by his chains. As I observed his face scrunching up and going red in concentration and confusion I decided to inform him of a useful fact.
"Those chains are coated in a special little something, especially for shape shifters, so I wouldn't bother trying or people will begin to think that you are constipated!" Wow I am such a funny guy. Ha! And it seems you're modest also.
I yawn already becoming bored by this, "Right then Jakey boy, I'm off but I'll see you soon, and we'll have a good long talk," and I proceed out of the doorway, "Oh yes and I heard you liked Marylin," I laugh leaving a rather shocked werewolf in my wake.
"Hello Renesmee, how are you?" I smile at her, I do actually like her, she's young vulnerable but has a little fight in her.
"I am alright I suppose, sir..." she replies in a quiet voice, looking down at the floor through her curly copper hair.
"Good, I suppose. So how has Marie been treating you?" Marie was her guard, she was a nice soul, but can be a born fighter when she needs to be.
"Very well thank you sir, she talks to me so I don't feel lonely." I nod, good. Renesmee may be the size of an 7 year old but she still isn't even a year yet.
"So, now I think is the right time to talk about your future, hey Renesmee?" We had made a deal a while ago that if she is polite to me then I will not call her Nessie, as she feels that's only for people she knows well and loves.
She nods slowly and uncertainly.
"Now you know a Jacob Black I believe?" I ask and am unsurprised when her eyes light up and she nods.
"Well he's come here to stay for a while, and I was wondering that if you were good he could come visit you for a little bit each week?" She's soon jumping around clapping and screaming 'Yes please!' repeatedly.
I smile at her eagerness and ask her to quiet down, which she does promptly and sits back down next to me, arranging her little purple dress around her carefully and crossing her legs, with her matching purple shoes on each foot, I'm glad Marie dresses her.
"But afterward I would like you to come to see me, and we'll talk and give you a new room?" I say it as a question, I don't want to force it on her. I do receive an acceptable 'Yes please sir' and then a 'can I design it sir?' which I again agree to.
"Okay you may design it, but I want you to come to my office tomorrow, and we'll design it, then you can sleep in my room until it's ready for you, and before I show you it you may see Jacob for 2 hours, then I will pick you up and take you to your new room."
"Yes sir," she says gleefully, then she hides her face from me, curious I ask her what's wrong, not liking her becoming distressed. Only to be angered by the question that leaves her lips.
"Can I see my mommy?"
You offer everything to her and she throws it back in your face.
"Shut up," I murmured to the voice, it have been taking too much advantage recently, particulalry when I least expected it
Renesmee recoiled obviously thinking I was talking to her.
"It's okay dear, I will think of your request."
That is if you haven't killed your dear sister already.
I froze at the thought, it would explain why I hadn't heard anything. I quickly left, telling Marie to take Renesmee back to her small room and sped towards the cells.