Weeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Hello! So, as you may have heard, SPAIN of all teams won the soccer match! (eyes darken, turn to sharpen a chainsaw)
Well, good for you guys! No hard feelings! Now, For a random scene where everyone talks in different languages! Guess the language, you get….. ABSOLOUTELY NOTHING! BUT it's fun.
Eddie: takatifu jibini! I am kuzungumza lugha, sijawahi kujifunza kabla!
Alice: Mybe, tkun qed titkellem fl-ilsna?
Emmet: nah, Eddie không phải là Christian đủ cho điều đó.
Eddie: Oh, nu! Este autorul poveste! Ea ne obligă să vorbesc limbi ciudat!
Emmet: Cool! Rose możesz mówić w jidysz?
ME: Yup!
Rose: איך וועט טייטן איר אַלע!
Bella:
Aro's voice crackled on the intercom in the middle of the night, his voice decidedly acidic with fake glee.
"Bella! Bella dear, I've got a mission for you!"
I choked back the spit of disgust I felt in my throat. What a narcissist.
My hands fingered the cloak I wore now near always, its silk soft fabric thick and strong. Clasped in the center, the Volturi crest, a rose caught between two clashed swords, seemed vaguely ominous.
Shrugging into the hidden fire-proof vest I had been provided prooved harder than at first glance, and after a few hours of struggle, I succeeded.
Gliding down the stairs, my leaders stood to meet me as I opened the polished gold doors.
Aro, Marcus, Caius, and to my surprise their wives nodded their heads as I bowed low before them.
"Bella, we have a job for you." Aro's tone was unusually calm as he spoke, wrapping one arm around his mate.
"My dear wife Sulpicia is planning to visit an old friend of hers. Unfortunatly, the Volturi has been getting multiple threats as of late. You are to escort and protect her like she is your sister Bella. Do not fail me, or there will be blood."
I swallowed thickly. This was the first real top rank mission I had ever done. If I failed, I might as well kill myself. Aro would murder me if I didn't.
"Yes sir." I muttered, turning to the tall, silver-blond vampire with paper-thin skin.
Her gaze was as cold as her counter half, but she at least didn't seem to even try to seem happy like Aro. By their stiff postures, I could almost assume the two barely knew each other.
I followed her as she walked out of the room, her blue skirts trailing behind her delicately like a flower.
Alec:
Why was I doing this? I asked myself this even as I crept stealthily into a sleek jaguar car, gripping the handle as I backed out, following the scent from my open window that had driven earlier.
Strawberries and flowers and pears and apples. Mingled with the thick scent of an ancient tide and the salt of sand.
Sulpicia.
Yet there was something else, a sharp tang, faint but there, on the edges. I had smelt this stench before, but I couldn't identify where. With a snarl, my nose wrinkled. I knew I didn't especially like this being, but I didn't recall why.
My eyes narrowed to slits.
The scent went in the same direction I did, where Bella and Aro's mate were heading.
Something was very wrong.
Alice:
"Would you slow down?" I grumbled, tugging Edward's hand on the steering wheel, his eyes blazing entirely too hopeful for my liking.
"She's not the same Bella, can't you see?"
I flung a vision in his mind, one of Bella effectively dismembering a training dummy, then proceeding to set it on fire. He winced.
"I want to protect her Edward, but I doubt she harbours exactly kind feeling towards us any more. Edward, you have to see my reasoning!"
He gunned the engine in reply.
Just then, a scent that was so familiar it tore at my heart wafted outside.
Bella.
Edward went to full speed.
