Hey guys, I finished Chapter 34 early! So here you go but not before:
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Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, plain and simple.
Bella POV
Why am I sick?
This shouldn't be happening to me since I was in my angel form. Angels do not simply get sick. We were immune to almost every virus and disease, except for a special poison used by the Angel of Death on certain occasions but it was stored in one of the highest secure rooms. Why am I even thinking about this? I felt like my mind was spinning in circles and my body was burning. The only thing keeping me sane had to be the cool body lying next to me.
"Can I have some water?" I coughed out opening my flaming eyes.
"Here." He propped me up with his arms and tipped the glass of water forward. The cold water felt great as it passed through my mouth to my throat.
"Thanks," I muttered, "I hate this."
Edward looked troubled for a moment before speaking, "Bella, what happened?"
Although I could hear what he was saying I couldn't comprehend the words. I rubbed my temple in frustration and even let out a subtle growl. Emmett's loud laughter reached my ears. I was feeling extremely weak and I did not like it one bit.
"Edward, help me stand," I demanded angrily.
"What? No, Bella, you're sick," he put a restraining hand on my shoulder which only served to anger me more.
"Help me stand," I demanded again, "Now."
"Bella, I don't think it's a good idea for you to stand," this time it was Carlisle.
"You don't understand, something's wrong with me," I tried explaining with the little patience I had, "I can't get sick, I'm immune to almost everything and this isn't right especially me being in my Angel form."
That's it! My Angel form!
"She knows what she's doing," Jasper said coming to my rescue, no doubt getting a feel of my emotions.
Edward didn't move at first but then lifted me to my feet gently. I threw him a grateful smile and concentrated on spreading my wings, they would serve to give me some sort of energy. After a minute of nothing I definitely knew something wasn't right. I can spread my wings, unconsciously if I have to, and this has never happened before except once. I tried again pushing at my mind to let my wings free but all I got was a stabbing pain in my head making me crumble against Edward's arms.
"Bella," my love's worried voice faded a bit.
Suddenly an answer whispered its way into my thoughts. The only possible one. I wasn't in my Angel form anymore but in my human one. I was being bound.
"There's another powerful Angel here," I thought out loud. My eyes lifted and caught the puzzled ones of Carlisle and then Edward's. "Whoever they are are keeping me bound to my human form, I think that is why I'm sick."
"Is this good or bad, the Angel being here I mean?" asked Esme. Alice, Jasper, Rosalie, and Emmett filled into the room after her.
"I don't know," I answered honestly, "but there aren't supposed to be other's here and because I got sick so suddenly I don't think that is a good thing, especially for you guys."
Achoo!
"Bless you Alice," I said reflexively. Who could be here - Wait, Alice just sneezed! "Alice!"
"What?" Alice said alarmed. She had her hands covering her mouth and was looking around the room.
"How?" Carlisle sputtered out.
"This just keeps getting better and better," laughed Emmett. Rosalie smacked him upside the head.
"Remember when I told you guys how our connection worked?" All of them nodded in response, "Well whoever bound me to my human form and made me sick has made it possible for this . . . cold . . . to spread to you guys."
Achoo!
"I did not sneeze!" yelled Emmett, a hint of fear visible in his eyes. "It was Alice again."
He ran out of the room with his hands in the air. I stared at the spot where had been standing in and heard a door slam shut from somewhere in the house. This was bad.
"Alice?" I called out, she turned to me looking a little less alarmed, "Come here."
She walked towards me with a confused expression. "Yes."
"Can you see any blank or blurry spots in the future, from here till two days from now?" I asked her. Alice closed her eyes and her eyebrows furrowed with concentration. She let out a little hiss of annoyance.
"I can't see anything," she growled, "It's like I'm being blocked. Do you think it could be this other angel, Bella?"
"Yeah," I replied. Then I had an idea, "Here take my both my hands."
"Okay, now what?"
"Edward, keep me steady, please," I told him and turned to Jasper, "Do the same for Alice, please."
"Why?" asked Jasper anxiously.
"I may be in my human form but that doesn't stop me from using some of my abilities and I might be able to push whatever block this person is having on Alice's foresight," I explained, "We can't have Alice blind, not with all this going."
"I'll go check on Emmett," whispered Rosalie and ran out of the room.
Esme scooted closer to Carlisle and watched us with hawk eyes.
"Ready Alice?" I asked. She nodded, "Just close your eyes and I'll do the rest, although, you will feel like something is poking around your head much like Edward invading your thoughts."
"Hey, I do not invade other people's thoughts I just hear them, some times unfortunately," said Edward.
"I know, I'm just messing with you," I laughed and then concentrated on the task ahead.
I felt a little intrusive by weaving into Alice's mind but it was necessary. I waited patiently while Alice got used to the feeling of me being so close to her mind and then, like a light switch being turned on, I caught sight of the wall keeping Alice from seeing. Gotcha! Instead of heading straight into it I found my way around it and created a pushed from the inside out. It took some effort and strained my already weak form but I finally broke it down.
What I wasn't prepared for were not only the visions coming through but the blurry veil I had detected in Alice when I had made the connection with her. I heard a gasp and a strangled moan coming from somewhere, I was pretty sure one of the noises was me, but couldn't stop the thing from seeping into my mind as well. Flash after flash of images passed through my eyes, each a little more heartbreaking than the next. One in particular caught my focus and I couldn't break away as I watched the scene unfold before me.
The room was dark and small. One stream of light pouring in from the dirty, barred window illuminated the white padding covering the walls, ceiling, and floor. There was nothing but a small bed tucked in a corner with a simple pillow and blanket, neither provided comfort or warmth. It was a miracle everything but the window was clean and sanitary. In another corner of the room lay a young girl looking no older than fifteen with shoulder length black hair and eyes clenched shut. She had on a white robe reaching down to her knees and halfway down to her arms. Her pale hands were covering her ears and she was humming a soft gentle tone, like a lullaby.
All was quiet except for the girl's melody. A heavy knock at the metal door disrupted the silence but went unnoticed by the girl. The door creaked open and in walked two middle-aged nurses dressed in the white uniform followed by a young doctor wearing an overconfident smile. He took one look at the patient and shook his head.
"Get the sedatives ready if she responds in an aggressive way," the doctor ordered one of the nurses and approached the girl cautiously. "Can you hear me?"
The girl stopped humming and curled up into a ball, her nails were digging into the palm of her hands to stop herself from lashing out at the doctor in fury for treating her as such.
"Nurse Hensen, would you prepare the patient for her treatment," the doctor said and walked out of the room and into the one where the treatment would be given.
Minutes later the patient was being wheeled in and transferred to the table in the center of the room. White patches connected to wires leading to a machine were placed on the girl's temples and her arms and legs were bound by straps of leather. The girl's eyes fluttered open, revealing a pair of sapphires, and surveyed the room with fear. Tears began to trickle down her face and into her tangled hair.
"Where is the other doctor?" she asked, speaking for the first time in front of the nurses and doctor.
"He is busy at the moment," the current doctor answered, his tone made it seem as if he were talking to a small child, "Nurse Hensen, if you will."
Nurse Hensen picked up a needle lying on one of the metal plates and inserted it on the girl's arm.
"Done, Doctor Phelps," Nurse Hensen said.
"Now, do you know why you are here in this very room?" Doctor Phelps asked the girl who gave no response, she just stared at the ceiling. "You are here because you have a disease that must be cured from you; it is keeping you from your loving family."
"Family," the girl muttered. The word had a foreign meaning to her now.
"Yes, your family," the doctor repeated, "They have sent you here to get better but we need your cooperation too and you have not done your part. Why do you insist you get visions from the future when it is simply not true?"
"Visions. Future. They are true," she muttered closing her eyes.
"No they are not; simple human beings do not posses the power to have such abilities only God," he said, "You are causing your family a lot of harm by not accepting that these abilities you claim to have are not real."
"They are," the girl insisted, her eyes burning with conviction.
"I'm afraid this cannot continue and we'll have to start with your treatment," Doctor Phelps sighed. "This is for your own good."
He flipped a switch on the machine which caused it to hum in preparation. He touched another switch and a pain-filled scream escaped the girl. Her head thrashed around the table and more tears fell down her face. Doctor Phelps turned off the switch and the girl grew still.
"Your visions are not real," he said, "You cannot see the future."
"Yes, I can," the girl panted, "Please, believe me."
The doctor turned on the machine again and the girl's screams filled the room once more, except he left it on a little longer. He turned it off and checked to make sure the girl was still awake.
"I'm afraid you'll be in the dark for a long time and you know it is right for the lies you tell," he whispered to her, "You do not have visions of the future."
"I do," she muttered weakly. Her gaze had returned to the ceiling once again but her vision was glazed and had a far away look, "I know I do."
"No you don't," countered the man, "These lies are the reason your mother and father have left you in here, they are scared of you and scared for the safety of their youngest daughter from you."
"No," moaned the girl on the verge of breaking down and retreating into her depressed state.
"Yes," said Doctor Phelps, "It seems you are no longer Mary Alice Brandon, but a liar that will fade away in these rooms because no one else is coming to save you. You are alone."
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Jasper POV
"I'm alone," Alice whispered.
I was about to pull Alice back in my embrace when the clash of emotions between Bella and her struck me. The force of it had me stumbling back a few steps but I recovered as quickly as I could in time to see Bella's eyes snap open and meet mines. The emotions displayed in her eyes crushed me; she turned to Edward and began sobbing. I turned Alice to face me and felt like a piece of me was being torn away with the dead look in her eyes.
"I'm alone," she whispered again.
The side of me that lived to protect Alice took over and pushed aside the emotions flying everywhere with such ease and sent her the strongest waves of love I could muster.
"You're not alone Alice, you will never be alone," I told her as fiercely as I could, "I will never leave you."
"My human family left me," she said, "in an asylum to die."
Her small arms wrapped around me in a tight lock and her body wracked with sobs. I took in her words not sure what to make of them and cried with Alice at the obvious hurting she was going through. I didn't question or push her for answers. Not long after a pair of warm arms wrapped around Alice too. It was Bella.
"It's okay Alice, that's in the past," murmured Bella, "I saw it too and it wasn't who you were then and it's not who you are now."
"I think Alice and Bella had a vision of Alice's past," I heard Edward tell Esme and Carlisle.
"Did you see it too?" asked Carlisle.
"No," answered Edward, "I just saw a dark room and then I couldn't see anymore."
"I can't see Alice like this," said Esme.
"Jasper," called Bella getting my attention, "Take Alice to her room and care for her, she needs it right now."
Edward took Bella and watched with concern as I carried Alice to our room. I shut the door lightly behind us and buried Alice and I under the mounds of blankets and pillows on our bed. It was like I was building layer upon layer of protection around us to make my love feel safe. Her body molded into mine perfectly and I held her as her sobs subsided and her breathing evened out again. We were in silence and the waves of love I had surrounded her with. Finally Alice opened her eyes once again and showed me she was hurt but would be okay. Could have been another hour or two when she opened her mouth and spoke.
"My name was Mary Alice Brandon," she said, "and my parents put me in an asylum to cure me from the visions I had because they were afraid of me and saw me as a danger to my younger sister."
"Alice," I cooed into her hair. She didn't respond, only lay quietly. "You are Alice Whitlock Cullen, my wife, my lover, my best friend not to mention a little devilish pixie and you are very loved by everyone around you in this family."
"I know," she muttered, "but seeing this happening broke my heart, Jasper, they thought I was crazy."
"Can you tell me what you saw?" I asked her patiently.
"There was a girl curled up in a padded room, everything was so dark and lonely, then two nurses and a doctor came in but she didn't respond to them," she answered, "They took her into a room and made her feel like a worthless piece of human and giving her electrical shocks. That girl was me, Jasper."
"You're not that girl, sweetie, you're Alice," I repeated.
"I guess we should go and explain what happened," sighed Alice.
"Not if you don't want to," I told her.
"I think I want to," said Alice, "besides, I have to tell Bella that I didn't see anything in our future other than . . . that vision."
"Okay," I kissed her forehead and ran my fingers across her stomach. Like always she squirmed and laughed, "There's that laugh."
"I know I should have never told you I was ticklish there," smiled Alice, "Come on, let's go."
The Alice I loved so much was already emerging back up to stand on her own two feet. She could never stay sad for too long, it wasn't in her nature. Both of us emerged from our room and headed to Bella's since that's where they all seemed to be. We found Carlisle talking to Emmett while Rosalie held him in his spot; Esme looked on with hidden amusement. Edward and Bella were sitting on the bed talking, their moods were much more calm than they had been a couple of hours ago especially Bella's.
"Alice!" cried Bella and shot off from the bed.
"Hey Bella," Alice grinned, "Sorry about scaring you."
Alice sat on the bed next to Bella and began to explain what she saw with Bella also explaining how this happened. No one interrupted and their reactions were like I expected them. I kept the atmosphere as light as possible because I don't think I could take any more of the pain.
"Wow," whistled Emmett, "I take back all the times I called you crazy without any reason Alice."
"Thanks Emmett," said Alice rolling her eyes.
"And look," Bella exclaimed jumping off the bed, "I'm not sick anymore."
Her wings suddenly expanded around her giving off a faint glow that instantly warmed the room. Bella did not look a bit sick like she was instead she seemed stronger than before.
"Don't ever get sick again Bella," Emmett joked, "Sneezing was so not cool."
"While Alice and Jasper were in their room I called Billy Black to set up a meeting with the wolves," Carlisle informed us, "They suggested tomorrow night by the treaty line."
"The sooner the better," agreed Bella.
"For now, don't all of you have homework?" asked Esme.
"Esme," all of us groaned at her motherly gesture.
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Evelyn POV (Formerly known as Unknown POV)
I was tried of waiting for her, stuck in this huge house with nothing to do. My second in command, Karl, had gone hunting and for the first time the house was empty besides me. Although, it was special orders and if I wanted to get things right in order to bring down Bella then I would do whatever I could. While I waited I grabbed a piece of sketch paper and a mechanical pencil to pass the time. Not five minutes into my sketch I smelled another person in the house and not just anyone.
Finally.
"Took you long enough," I snapped unintentionally.
"Patience," she whispered stepping into the room I was in. Like always she wore a long black cloak that hid her face and body. The only thing I could see was her mouth and long blond hair falling from the hood. Her hands were covered with gloves.
"I checked up in Alaska about the coven and it is true," I informed her, "Four women and one man, all vegetarian like the Cullens."
"Good, send one of your vampires to keep an eye on them, we don't them coming unexpectedly if the Cullens should call for their help," she ordered, "Now, I thought I smelled some werewolves."
"Yes, down in La Push," I replied, "I want to know when you plan to make an appearance?"
"All in good time, Evelyn, I can't make sudden moves or else I will be discovered and I would hate to leave Bella without a proper revenge," she laughed, "Rest assured that I am doing other things that will help our cause."
"I am getting tired of pretending," I whined plopping back down on the couch and put my unfinished sketch away, "it is not as easy as it looks."
"Of course not and you are doing a fantastic job," she said, "Your talents are far more powerful than I could have imagined and this will get you closer to getting your just revenge too."
"I'm surprised the mind reader or psychic have not discovered me at all," I told her, "The empath sends me suspicious looks at times that make me wonder if he knows something and the blond girl watches me like I'm slime at the bottom of her shoe, stupid girl."
"Let me see your form," she asked.
I stood up and walked towards the large mirror hanging on the wall, immediately I felt myself changing into the other girl's form. My hair grew a little longer and turned a darker black. My eyes changed from the crimson red to bright blue with smudges of grey. My body changed little but I could already tell the difference.
"Meet Audra Braiden," I announced turning around.
Le Gasp!
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