Author's Note: my bad…. The links don't work… so I'll just have to give stupid directions…. UGH!
go to photobucket dot com
go to the search bar and select the "users" search
type in "teentitans4momo2zuko
check out my profile and click on the photo titled "Raven's family…."
Wallah! There you go and you can see what the characters are supposed to look like!
Sorry you guys had to go through all the extra trouble… BLAME fanfiction not me! Haha love you guys! -xoxo rayray
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(haheha you'll see how the title speaks for itself in this chapter)
Stuck Between a Vampire and a Hard Place
Chapter 34: Too Much to Handle
"So you're telling us that less than a month ago, your entire vampire clan was long gone, goodbye, no hoo-hah! Then Bella had to swoop in to the rescue to save dear old Eddie here from asking the all-so-powerful Vultori clan to take his damned-regardless life! Bella jumps into action, Vultori don't like human interference, Vultori finds out that Bella has a superpower, Vultori tells you guys that you had better change her into a vampire; you guys agree, come home, find out that it'll break this magical treaty of yours with the wolves of 'Sherwood Forest!' Who just so happen to be the same wolf tribe that Tyler and Michael descend from, who just so happen to be the boyfriends of my two witch sisters! And no… it doesn't end just there! These wolves and you vampires are just so fed up with each other that you have territory lines, even when you're chasing down the evil vampires. And who might these evil vampires be? Oh! How could we forget! Victoria! What a joy! She's the freak-show redhead that's been trying to kill Bella for the past year! Does it end there? No, again! This Victoria is still on the move and in the meantime is doing some terribly dirty move that we still don't know! Not only that, but there are quite a few connections to all the killings in Seattle, too! And as you kindly explained, it must be a hoard of fresh vampires! Oh, my, look! The Vultori are coming! Did I mention that we're unaware of how they'll take a crossbreeding relationship! So obviously, ha! Ha! Ha! We're all in for some trouble with the vampire kings, newborn vampire army, a bloodthirsty ginger, and whole pack of werewolves! What a life, dude! What a life!"
…Who knew that Edelle could hold her breath for so long? Heck, did she manage to fit in the Constitution with that speech?
All twenty-two of us sat conveniently cozily in the makeshift meeting hall. Yes, twenty-two of us… I'd left the house a few hours ago with Carlisle, and since then, we had plus two new additions. Welcome, fairy-princess Mariah and werewolf Joseph! Sarcasm intended about my optimism, but I wasn't kidding about the magic part. I'd previously stated that I didn't believe in real pixies and elves. Now, I was beginning to question if a large, red man really did live atop the North Pole. Mariah, out of some bloody-ridiculous miracle, was a fairy, complete with the magic dust and sparkly fingernails to grant certain spells of pleasure.
Was I crazy?
Joseph, yes, Chinese werewolf from the Himalayas. Do I really need to explain?
Ross… Mia's new boyfriend… UGH! How is this possible! This is madness! Joseph just so happened to be Ross's long, lost brother who came to America to find Ross and bring him back home to master and control his werewolf gene.
Justin and Austin finally got the scoop about what we really were, heard the whole story, and blah, blah, blah… In the end we're just all fucking immortal, aren't we!
Anyway, besides that catastrophe…
"At least you paid attention…" I mumbled to Edelle. Seriously my head was hurting… (Author's Note: NO, seriously it is! I'll make a list of who is what and who is dating whom at the bottom of this chapter to help everybody and myself out! Sorry for the confusion, rather just all this sudden drama!)
"Well, I'm just really overwhelmed… guys, friends, Edelle… I don't know if I can handle all of this," Austin confessed grimly. I felt bad for the poor boy. This was a lot to take in at such short notice. But unfortunately he'd have to accept this or die. Harsh, right?
"Same here, ladies and gents, this is really difficult," Emmett agreed while rubbing his head with the arm that wasn't wrapped around Rosalie's shoulders.
"I didn't know that vampires could get headaches," Regan mused.
"Ah, that word… Vampire. It's just so… unreal," Justin unhappily stated. He looked up from the tablecloth and stared into Carlisle's eyes beside me, "To tell you the truth, you guys are in for quite some battle if all this is true."
"We are. It is. And we can do this."
"I wouldn't get too ahead of ourselves, Edward," I interjected. "Just look at all of our enemies… We've got it coming from all sides."
"Jake's not an enemy," Bella retorted with a fierceness close to anger. Immediately after her outburst, she sunk back into Edward's grasp and hid behind his embrace.
"Okay, one tribe down; one maniac, one coven, and two armies to go! Way to organize the lines, Bella. We're so much closer to having the advantage now."
Edward sneered as a low growl escaped his throat.
"Shut up, Tyler! If you're going to be a sarcastic jerk, then go somewhere else! Because right now we have plenty of problems to worry about other than your lowlife criticism," Rosalie hissed as her eyes flashed black in defensive angst.
"What's arguing going to do, guys. Calm down so that we can figure something out." It wasn't like Zoie to step in so easily; but luckily, my peers listened to her wisdom for the most part.
But as the first speakers momentarily silenced themselves, it only gave the others a chance to bicker and quarrel. Within seconds, nearly everyone was fighting amongst his or her siblings and friends. Loud curses and yells echoed all around me. I wasn't surprised to see a riot in the midst of forming. No physical complications yet, but surely if this continued, violence would become inevitable.
"How dare you say that about them! They're much more civilized than your scum!"
"What! I'll make you into scum, you ingrate!"
A punch was thrown. The loud thump sounded while I saw Joseph fly across the room with a yelp. Worry filled my senses at the sight of the mere boy being tossed with such force. His thin arms and frail torso crashed against the opposing wall before I saw a figure flash to him and drag him to the floor. Someone else jumped in and crushed the wall on impact as a fourth figure threw him off of Joseph's attacker.
"Stop!" I screamed. I shut my eyes and waved my hands in front of me, sending just the needed amount of energy into the air as I controlled the dark magic around me. The room immediately was covered in a black, silky force field. My eyes flickered between the lines of either the purest white or the blackest and most wretched black.
"Stop!" I yelled again as I gasped for air. Although no one could really turn their heads, I heard a few faint complies being mumbled across the battle scene. I waited a few seconds more, feeling their anger dissolve. I could grasp the rates at which their hearts beat; I waited until I could feel them slow down to a calm pace. I delayed the movement to release my friends and family until I could sense their breaths slowing. I held hindrance to any movement until I was sure that they could control themselves.
I looked around to make sure that they'd been composed. Alright then… I freed them of my grasp.
Everyone fell to the floor, panting and wheezing. They'd been breathing the entire time, but the sudden withdrawal of my black magic had caused them to weaken. Even the vampires had lost their balance and energy; they quivered against whatever was nearest to them.
Apparently amused every time by my power's affects, I smirked while observing the helpless beings scattered around me at shoe level. "Shape shifting is pretty nice, but I do have my perks."
"I hate it, when you do this," Edelle bitterly spoke, her face still flat on the floor.
"Come now, needn't be sour," I chuckled while making my way to the other side of the room. I wasn't sure if Joseph needed some medical attention or not.
A hand snaked its way around my back and cold lips caressed my own. Carlisle's sweet, sweet love flowed into every pore of my body. "Je t'aime, ma jolie, petite sorcière," he cooed quietly against my flesh. "Repartir avec moi…"
Something about his tone of voice worried me, let alone his command. Exactly why was he asking me to 'come away with him'? Hesitant to agree, I stated, "Umm… okay, but… can I take care of this first?"
He paused and looked at me for a moment. "Rosalie will take care of it."
"What do you me-EEAN!" I screeched as suddenly I was swooped up off of my feet and carried at a death-defying speed through the forest. Leaving my puzzled roommates behind, I clung uncertainly to the broad shoulders of my own personal vampire. I couldn't help but wince at the thrill and horror of the not-so-pleasant glide through the midnight moonlit forest.
This was surely odd coming from Carlisle's constantly controlled behavior. Was it something that I'd said or done that would've aggravated his erection to this point? Yes, I could feel him through the thin layers of cotton that separated us from copulation. And that wasn't the only sign of his tension. The rumbling noises erupting from his chest only grew louder and louder as we progressed farther along his predetermined path.
This was an unusual and unexplored side of Carlisle. He actually seemed… dominant. It was as if his animalistic and masculine nature was suddenly taking over his senses. Obviously he still had some matter of control; perhaps that control was the only thing stopping him from just ripping off our clothes and doing it right then and there.
However, there was something more to it than just simple loss of composure. Like I'd mentioned, Carlisle seemed to be slipping off his classic gentleman etiquette and diving into some form of hidden instincts. But these weren't common inherent tendencies, no, nothing even close to that. It was as if his vampire needs were taking over. The urge to claim his mate, perchance, was becoming ineluctable for him. But this couldn't have just arrived from nowhere; therefore, something had to have triggered it. But what?
The answer evaded me as I suddenly realized how real this hypothesis was. I collided roughly against a mattress. Searching frantically for the vampire in the dark room, I gasped while springing up to sit nervously on his bed. In a soot-colored flash, two deadly onyx eyes peered into my own. They were desperate and loosing patience.
"S'il vous plaît, ne pas avoir peur de moi," he whispered against my neck, the sound something close to a forlorn plead.
I pulled away to cup his cheek. Sorrow in my eyes rather that want, I stared at the hurting man before me. "I don't fear you, Carlisle."
He grasped my shoulders lightly and squeezed with the tiniest amount of force that could still be detected as a touch. The surmise I'd developed to 'cheer up' the regretful vampire started with this, "I'm just a little shaken. Not to worry, love."
It helped, but not as much as I'd hoped. "Carlisle, I could never be pushed away in fright of you or your actions. This was nothing… Don't take it as a burden or a fault; truly I admire your romantic acts" -he scoffed towards himself- "Yes, romantic. Never have I seen a man so determined to whisk his maiden away and yet still have proper intentions. You could never hurt me, Carlisle. And I love you for that."
"Je t'aime," he cooed lovingly in reply, succumbing to my open acceptance. He nuzzled the crook of my neck in adoration, pecking small kisses across my cheekbones. His hands guided themselves to cradle the small of my back. He pressed his forehead to mine, and for a long moment, it felt like… we connected.
Not just a little romantic level, but Carlisle and I met each other at some form of soul milestone. It felt like our spirits intertwined with the other, locking together and sealing a special bond.
I gasped when suddenly his lips crashed to my own. Knocked from my high emotions and personal heaven, I giggled at the lightheadedness.
"What?" Carlisle asked as he smiled with a confused brow.
"Didn't you feel that?" I replied with another giggle.
"Yes, very much so, but why are you chortling to yourself?" he teased.
I looked to him surprised. "It is because I cannot seem to-… oh… good question, love." I pecked him on the lips. "But once I find out, I'll be sure to let you know."
There was a momentary pause after our short humorous release of sentiment. Not that it became awkward between the two of us, but one question seemed to remain unresolved.
"Do you… still…" I trailed off in silence.
His left brow perked up at the question. "Well… I'm sorry if I am disappointing you by this, but I've sort of lost my appetite. But if you'd like to, then I'd be glad to-,"
"You don't have to do anything that'll make you uncomfortable, Carlisle," I assured him as I placed a hushing finger against his icy lips.
"Not uncomfortable exactly… I'm just a little shaken…"
"Oh, please… not this again," I chuckled.
Smiling in return as he watched me dramatically place my hand to my head and pretend to faint down to the mattress again, he watched with curios eyes. "I wonder what caused that sudden rush of adrenaline and… that sex drive."
I gave one feral laugh at his choice of words. "I considered that, too, on the way over here."
He traced circles across my exposed shoulders while he contemplated on his thoughts.
"Was it something you drank?"
He hand immediately fell as he looked to me with humorous exhaustion. He sobered from his incredulous look and continued drawing invisible scribbles on my skin. "I most informally doubt that; even if it is just a jocular term."
"My comical phrases amuse you, oh?"
"Perhaps, dear…" he whispered with a steady smirk across his gorgeous face. "However, I really do not know what came over me. Forgive me."
"There's nothing to forgive. And believe me, I understand. When you saw my face earlier, it wasn't fear, but worry. I was afraid that maybe something had gone wrong or awry, or that you'd leave. But in the end, there was nothing to fret."
"God knows how grateful I am to have your love and compassion," he cooed softly as he looked into my eyes. A grate deal of thanks flowed from that one glance. He truly expressed how much he did endear the affection and warmth we shared together. "Your love to me is timeless, Raven dear, it will never grow old or rust. Day by day it only grows and flourishes within the roots of my heart."
I smirked. "Your words are enticing… but your lips are irresistible," I purred happily as I wrapped my arms around his neck, gluing his body to mine. Giggling at his cold touch, I entangled my fingers in his silky waves. I was gleeful and delighted to be in his arms, but not completely untroubled. My mind still wondered why. Why did this strange outburst happen? What was the trigger? Even if I were the cause, what had I done to set him off like that?
"Maybe it was… something I did?" I mumbled against his collar.
"What makes you say that, dearest?"
"Well… I am your mate, doesn't that make lovemaking frenzies occur?"
He studied my look. "I suppose so…"
"But…?" I ushered him.
"But that doesn't explain why this happened so quickly. I mean, we've had sex before, but not because of some instinctive drive to claim one another. Maybe… it was… No, that's not right… Or…" he shook his head again. I felt quite flattered that he was thinking aloud only for my sake. Really he could've been reasoning at a much faster rate, but no, he was kindly taking the time to explain his thoughts to me. Godsend was this man of mine.
"I did use quite some energy to hold everyone back earlier… if that helps…" I quietly added.
His expression changed as if to visibly show that he was on to something. "Raven, please explain to me how your gift works."
"Well," I began, "it's a form of black magic. It is something that's very difficult to control. I've been practicing in this art for centuries, yet I still cannot obtain complete, dominant mastery. My powers are manipulated using my mind, of course; why else would they call this a psychokinetic ability? Anyhow, it just so happens that when I use them on others, it weakens their energy and fatigues them because I'm taking their vigor and potential and using it to go against their own will. This is so that I will not weaken myself so quickly. My powers multiply the efficiency to move things… and… to control…" I stopped there briefly. I considered revising this part of it, but Carlisle had to know. "Carlisle, I… my powers… they… can sometimes get out of my control and do things… bad things… It's black magic after all. I'm sorry, but sometimes I can't help it."
He waited for me to look up to him and meet his gaze. Frankly, I was ashamed to mention the last part.
"What about when you said that you use your mind?" he asked.
"What about it?"
"What if… just to make an unreliable assumption, yet still a possibility… Well, what if when you take energy from others, for some you actually give back?" he stated cautiously.
"That's how matter works, giving to get something back…" Raising my brow, I hesitantly stared at the odd look in the vampire's eyes. I was more that just plainly sure that he meant something different, but I couldn't quite understand his train of thought.
"Of course you have to submit your own energy into your powers to get the job done. But when you say that your powers can also take energy from your opponents… wouldn't that be mixing in some form of mental bond?" His eyes grew wider as he began to unravel the mystery. Trying his best to refrain from speed-talking, he continued with dire enthusiasm. "When your mind mixes with the energy and dark magic, perhaps a few certain people can absorb it into their own minds as it spills from your power surge. And with my case, it directed straight to my animalistic instincts, therefore…"
"Giving you the need and desire to mate…" I finished for him.
The magical glitter in his eyes was nearly childish. Carlisle was overjoyed that we'd figured out this odd feeling- in short time, too. If this meant anything bad, I was sure that we could make assumptions later; but for the moment I was just content to be lying in his arms… slowly… drifting… off… to sleep…
"Goodnight, Carlisle," I yawned quietly.
"Sweet dreams, love. I'll be here when you wake."
GUYS x GIRLS COUPLES
Carlisle Raven
Jasper Alice
Edward Bella
Emmett Rosalie
Alberto (Berto) Shadia
Austin Edelle
Michael Michele
Justin Regan
Ross Mia
Tyler Zoie
Joseph Mariah
CURRENT IMMORTALITY STATUS (note the CURRENT part)
Vampires:: Carlisle, Jasper, Edward, Emmett, Alice, Rosalie
Werewolves:: Tyler, Ross, Joseph, Michael
Witches/Wizards:: Raven, Shadia, Edelle, Mia, Regan, Michele, Zoie, Alberto
Fairies:: Mariah
Humans:: Austin, Bella, Justin
POWERS
Raven:: Psychokinetic mind control over physical objects, black magic… and more to be revealed
Edelle:: Shapeshifting (animals, parasites, insects, ext.)
Regan:: Super strength, excessive durability
Mia:: Explosion/implosion effect on various scales
Shadia:: Electricity manipulation
Michele:: Make any plant life sprout or die from any given space or off of any object, mid air, underwater, ext.
Zoie:: Camouflage effect, can change the colors of any object or perceive another's mind by confusing his/her vision with different and unfamiliar color patterns
Alberto:: Sound amplifying effects on any form of audible or inaudible wave
Mariah:: Magic incantations to make certain desires reality, spells, magic dust
Edward:: Mind reading
Alice:: Fortune telling, future seeing
Jasper:: Emotion control
Bella:: Mind shield, rebellion, rejection force
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Wow… that was a lot to type out people! Hope you guys visit the collage I made for the looks of some of these characters! Directions at the top of this page! Thanks to all my fans out there and have a MMMMEEERRRRYYY CCCHHRRISSTTMMAAASSS! :)
-xoxo rayray!