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How is that even POSSIBLE?
BPOV
"And go...NOW!" Miley screamed in my ear. As I climbed on the stage, just as any other concert, adrenaline was pumping through my blood. I was shy before but now, I can't live without my crowds. As I went up there, I heard chants of my name. I was lucky considering the fact that no one ever came to know about my life before he fame.
When I reached up, I had a strange feeling that Edward was watching me. Ridiculous considering the fact that LA is sunny and the sun and vampires aren't really the best of friends. I had started with a song I had recently written. Its name was "Story of the lamb and the lion".
Story of the lamb and the lion
Time has passed by, you're still a part.
Had broke me down. You never left my mind
But I'm not gonna cry anymore
I'm gonna forget about you
Cuz I'm so done with you
Ch:
Said I am your lamb
And you are my mighty lion.
But I know I'm not your princess nor are you're my prince charming
I'm so happy you are gone out of my life
Cuz I'm gonna find someone that actually treats me well.
Your gone, broke my heart
You know what?
I just don't care enough
I hope your princes some ice queen,
Pale as dead, leggy, Blondie
Some Victoria secret model wannabe
Ch:
Said I am your lamb
And you are my mighty lion.
But I know I'm not your princess nor are you're my prince charming
I'm so happy you are gone out of my life
Cuz I'm gonna find someone that actually treats me well.
Bridge
Thought you're the one for me
But I'm so better of you
You may have legally blondes wrapped around your arms
But you know what?
You can't have me.
I'm too good for you
So go to hell along with your silver Volvo!
(It's an original song made by my friend, Scarlett Roses, if you want to check it out again, its posted as a story).
As I finished up, my nose was flaring with some unknown anger wondering if Edward really might be with some blonde.
As my other songs came on, my anger subdued. It was rather needed because it was now time for my last song. My fans were lovely and were pretty close to me in a non-romantic way, hence the song was a perfect... it was the song I had written in my coffee high (Clue: it's "Goodbye" by Miley Cyrus). As I finished, tears were prickling from my eyes. They were "weird tears". They were happy tears because of my awesome fans and sad because of the thought of Edward and his abrupt departure. As I got off stage, I was ushered away by Miles. She always knows. More than that she understands. Why? Because of some events that took place before I met her. When I ask her about it, she says it will unravel itself in due time. Sometimes it is weird when I tell her about Edward; she nods in a way as though it has happened to her. It sounds ridiculous considering that Miley was some one would fall in love with her even if she doesn't try. Anyways, as I got back to my green room, she came in with me. With a face of sheer determination, she made me sit in a chair and told me something I never expected...
"Edward's a vampire right? Don't you dare lie to me Isabella! I want to know for a reason...it...it'll help."
I was shocked is an understatement. How did she know? I took a deep breath and answered her as calmly as possible.
"Yes, Destiny, since we are on the first name basis currently." I glared at her and she flashed a small smile. She knew how much I hated my first name.
"Sorry, but I'm a woman on a mission right now so Isabella it is...for now. Later Hannah can return to her fans' meet and greet. You adjust your wig (A.N.) and I'll explain you everything." She stopped to take a deep breath and started with her horror story.
"It was the summer before last. My entire family... I'm talking about approximate 20 people... joint family, were going on a family get together slash vacation. We were headed towards Rome. While we were going, all of us were booked in the same flight. Me... Being the odd one out as in the only one not paired up... sat with some random guy. Well, he was too cute to be some "random" guy. So we talked... about our likes... our dislikes... views on life... and all of the things one could possibly come up with. There was about an hour left for landing when I started getting hazy with sleep.
"Just as I was about to doze off, there was some turbulence. Not the normal, before the landing or just some wind problem... some serious, "problem with the engine" turbulence. I was vulnerable and went into the arms of the person who I knew was worth something... or maybe bigger than something to me.
"His name was Dmitri Volchtowa. He was a Russian by origin. Worked in Italy, Volterra and was on a business trip to Rome. He was single, but was interested in this girl he had just met. Any guesses on who that was? ME! His skin was rock hard and ice cold. His eyes were topaz and his inspiration was some infamous Carlisle Cullen. Well, he was that famous only in his community and work place.
"Any ways, back to the turbulence... it was getting worse and everyone was getting ready to evacuate. But the problem was that there was no place to evacuate to. As in there was but then you had to jump off the plane into the sea and there weren't that many life jackets. Turns out, someone forgot to load them! The plane was going to crash and everyone knew of it. But out of the sea of panicked faces... the one I saw most clearly was my mothers. On the speakers, the co-pilot was saying a prayer and every one shut their eyes. At least for the last moments of their lives... they wanted to be connected to god. They only pair that were open were my mothers. She was a faithful believer of god... it surprised the hell out of me to be honest. There was another person who was vigilant during this entire time... it was Dmitri. As we inched the great blue sea we got an alert telling us that the tail of the plane caught fire. If there was any spark of hope then now it was completely extinguished. As we were just about to crash my mother rushed to me... well more like Dmitri. She said something in his ear that kept him shell shocked, but he recovered fast and nodded to her with a small smile.
"Just then there was a loud crashing sound. The plane had landed... just on the wrong surface. As I got ready for the arms of death to reach me I felt something cold on my waist. Dmitri was hoisting me up. When I thought that there was no hope left for us, he pulled me against him and we were whizzing past the other passengers. He tore a small part of the plane and we were directly hit by the sun rays striking against the water. He did not stop there. He swam at inhuman speeds. I looked forward to see a small deserted island ahead of us. He went on till there. When we reached there he stopped at the shoreline and dropped me there. It hurt me when he flat dropped me on the ground but what hurt me even more was that he let go of me with a look that I did not understand.
"It was then that I saw an open gash on my thigh. My jeans were ripped over there. He quickly went inland and came back with a cloth like thing. His speed was unbelievable. As soon as he returned he started tending my wounds with such tender care that my hurt was forgotten. Just then I remembered my family and the plane crash. The tears started flowing endlessly. He took me in his lap and comforted me... for hours. When I sobered up, I asked him the question he dreaded. If I remember clearly, I believe I said "What the hell are you?" he was frozen for quite some time and after what seemed like an eternity, he told me the one secret that he was supposed to keep for the sake of his life. But there was more to it. He could operate fire... and pass it on to people. And when I say pass it on, I mean that give it away and never give it back. He worked for the Volturi and was technically their best tool ever. He was heading to Rome to deal with this ever growing army of newborns created by some Makaiyla. But since the flight was gone into thin air... well water to be honest, he had to do something. He whipped a cell out...under impossible circumstances the cell had still survived... it was a Volturi special that can be used to connect to them and them alone. He called them and told them about the plane crash. But not once did he mention me. When I asked him why, he said it was to protect me. After that he did something I never thought he would. He kissed me. It was short but sweet. Just then we heard the blades of a helicopter nearby. Looks like we didn't go too far from the place of departure. When it landed, a small girl in a black robe along with a boy who looked of her age also came out. Both of them headed to me with murderous glares. They took me along with Dmitri their castle. The entire time, I was dragged everywhere by Dmitri. He took me to a large room where there were three thrones kept. It was like a court in session. Dmitri defended me to no bounds. But at one point had to bow down. He was sentenced to death. By Aro, the head of the Volturi. Alec was just about to cut his senses off when he said something in Russian. All of a sudden a rush of power went through me. He had passed on his ability to me. No one else registered this and they went on to prosecute him. It was painful to see him pass away right in front of me. Although we were together for a very short time, I was already head over heels for him.
"After this they finally mulled over what to do with me. Seeing the traumatic incident made me a blubbering mess. When my anger towards Aro increased, sparks started forming at my fingertips... it didn't go unnoticed. Aro said he was kind enough to let me go... but only for a promise saying that I would be changed before my 25th birthday. I didn't know what to say... where would I find a willing vampire, with enough self control to change me? But I agreed. They let me go... for the matter, they dropped me off to LA and also secured me a job as a publicist and manager for upcoming singers. Under other circumstances... such as Dmitri alive, I would have loved it. But back then, it was complete torture. Well, until you came along. Ever since I have been much better. Every birthday, I get a call from the Volturi, reminding me of it. I was 18 then. People in the industry never took me seriously. But now? I am worshipped by the others in the same fields. But the pain of Dmitri passing away... and Aro's yearly phone calls... the pain is still excruciating..."
It was painful to even hear, forget experience. As I went to the meet n greet, my head was full of Miley's story. Could someone be that cruel? The answer was clear in Miley's eyes when she told her story. Yes, one can indeed…..
EPOV
As we entered through the regular fan base I saw the people's rush, urgency...need and want to go in and see the singer perform. She must be good to have so many fans. Our entrance was quite grand. For a moment all activity stopped. They waited and stared. A few minutes later, they came back to reality and scrambled to enter. Alice led us to the front of the line. Some of them complained and all the rest openly ogled at the sight of us. We got our VIP box tickets and went on without a second glance. Since everyone was paired off, Tanya and I walked together. All the time, both of us grumbled and groaned. We didn't want to show that we were together. Although our mates were away in their own way, this almost felt as though we were betraying them. This feeling hit me rather strongly causing Jasper to look at me questioningly. I merely shrugged it off. This was supposed to be a happy family thing and a grumpy Edward was definitely not needed. As soon as we entered the heaven of privacy, Tanya and I separated as though the other one had some plague. My family snickered at our behavior.
About five minutes after we came, an announcer came saying that the singer will be up in the next ten minutes and asked the hyper fans to settle down. The announcer was a nice brunette who seemed to be someone who could get along with Bella, no questions asked. True to her word, a petite frame came on stage, precisely 9.35 minutes later and told that she would be singing a song which she recently wrote. Her voice was very similar to hers. The whole song seemed to revolve around me with Tanya. Even Tanya seemed to agree with me but it was a singer's job to make it sound like something realistic so I let it go. At the end, her anger toward Volvo owners seemed so real that I myself believed that it was me who she hated. After a few songs later, her songs were so real to me that I was emotionally connected to them. Almost everyone in the room was entranced by the songs and their meanings. The singer seemed to be a deep thinker. As she announced that the next song was the last song of the evening almost the whole audience complained. She laughed at their reaction. It was a very musical laugh. It reminded me even more of Bella. She announced that she was coming on stage again in the matter of seconds. In that time slot I decided to examine my family's reaction. They were all showing withdrawal symptoms...Carlisle included! As they waited for what felt like hours, but was actually minutes, she came back on with an acoustic. Right now, she seriously was the best possible singer in the world, but as she started, my world began to fade. The song was amazing. But the familiarity of the lyrics rang through my mind again and again. As she finished up and thanked her fans, her voice was choked in pain, she got off stage and almost immediately the stadium started to get empty. A small group of girls looked excitedly at the backstage door. Aahh, they were those lucky fans who get to meet and talk to the singer for a while. I wondered why the fans left so early and was about to ask Alice when she saw what I was going to ask and went on about how, Hannah usually has a small autograph signing thing and only the first 250 fans get the autograph. I see...
It had been fifteen minutes since the audience ran away and just as we were about to leave a messenger came in saying that this time all the VIP box fans were getting a special visit from the singer. This was her 25th concert and so on every important anniversary she came to meet her special guest. I guess this excuse worked when there wasn't a mind reader in his presence. In reality, there were some important producers coming in today so she decided it was a nice way to meet her special guests. Well that and the anniversary thing also was a part of the truth... we were to wait for 45 minutes. The time to wait was a lot but my family was quite excited to meet The Hannah so we just had to bear with it.
*40 minutes later*
As all of us were getting impatient, the same brunette who was the announcer earlier, came in. she had knocked before she came in. As soon as she came in, she had a mask of shock. I tried to find out why but again just like Bella, she was a mental mute, just that this time, her thoughts were shielded from me…almost hidden. It was as though she was Renata's power force. I could hear tidbits of want she was thinking. It was along the lines of….impossible….must warn… that was all I could hear.
She came in and all that she said sounded completely cold… even to my ears… as though we were mutual enemies from generation….. "Hannah will be here in five minutes. Be free to ask whatever you want to and please follow the rules of privacy. The singer prefers her private life to remain and private and some people to stay away from her."
The last part was unexpected and while she said it she had levels of anger that were unbearable for Jasper and stared directly at me. Just plainly weird. As Jasper sent her waves of calm, she immediately smiled at him. Almost every one in the room was petrified. Looking at our expressions, she went off, laughing all the way to the next box. All of us looked at each other and almost immediately a debate sort of argument started.
Jasper: What the hell was that? As soon as I sent her mind some peace, she had a feeling of…. "I know what you did!"
Alice: (pouting) I can't even see her future. As in I can see flickers…as though she is blocking me! Not fair! No one, I repeat, NO ONE blocks me out!
Rosalie: What the fuck?
Esme: Rosalie Hale! What did I say about abusing?
Rosalie: Sorry mom.
Carlisle: Edward? What was her reaction? What was she thinking?
Edward: I don't know…
Everyone (Except Emmett): WHAT?
Edward: I don't know! She was blocking me out…. Literally. I got bits of it. She was thinking…impossible and must warn. No idea about the rest.
Tanya: Maybe she was blocking you. Eleazar had said that after some traumatic events and depression at extremely high levels cause humans to manifest their powers in whatever form they are. It is a very rare case and if the girl had gone through that… I must say, she is definitely as strong as a tigress...
Carlisle: Hmm… wonder why Eleazar never told me about it.
Finally Emmett spoke up….something that changed everything.
Emmett: Ugh… people? I believe we are in a rather LARGE problem….
Standing at the door were two extremely angry ladies…. A blonde and a brunette… looks like the singer had finally arrived.
Miley's POV
(Something new? Like it?)
I am the damn publicist and they make me work like a low grade off stage slave. What the hell, man? Gotta talk to Bells about it! At least the work is easy… just go to the VIP boxes and inform then that "Hannah" is on her way a few minutes before she appears. As I said… EASY…ya right! All the other VIP's were full of over hyped fans! Ugh!
As I walked to each of the boxes, telling them the news…. This time, all of them took it rather calmly. As I entered the last box (the Cullen's box), I had a bad vibe as though it was a nightmare waiting to happen…
As soon as I walked in, I got the idea immediately as to why I acted so. The same people Bella had so vividly yet vaguely talked about. She had no idea that at the first try itself, I realized they were vampires… the people inside were none other than the infamous Cullens! As I scanned the room, I saw a blonde sitting so close, yet so far from Bella's bronze-haired God. From all the stories I had heard of Edward, he was always the innocent 1900's gentleman. I was very much sure that the reason why he left was completely different. But taking in the scene playing out in front of me, I thinking only one thing, freaking impossible! All I could see was red. I wanted to run to the door and warn Bella, but I couldn't leave without giving the man who broke my best friend's heart, in a twisted form… enough to confuse the daylights out of him! Just as I finished up, I was raging inside. The fire of my anger would definitely burn me if not the entire room. Just then there was a wave of peace and cool went though me…. The southern empathy was getting to work! Well southern friend, that shit does not go with a pissed off Miley! Just then I gave him a sweet "smiley Miley" smile and looked up at his face! Pure shock! To say that I was pleased is an understatement! As I walked out, I laughed my country ass off I walked up to my sissy to warn her ass, I kept on laughing… and laughing…. And snickering….. And then again laughing. For the past two minutes, I plainly laughed. When my hysterics finally subdued to mild chuckles, I saw Bella heading from room 6 to room 7. I quickly pulled her away and in a hushed whisper told her everything.
For some time, her expression was blank. Almost like a vampire in shock or something. A moment later her face changed to a face of pure rage and anger with a flicker of the need for revenge. I could understand the need of a showdown and decided to join my buddy. Nobody can play with my friend and get over it. As we entered the 7th VIP box, we could see a heated conversation taking place. The only person who saw us was the muscle-y guy, who according to Bella's description had to be Emmett. When he finally told the others of our presence, needless to say that every one recognized my sissy immediately... particularly the copperhead.
A.N: Yeah, yeah... I know all about the mistake of the "wig mishap". I intended to put it in the contract but I forgot all about it. Any ways... for Bella's "Hannah Persona" she wears a blonde wig, again for privacy purposes.
P.S: Why can't Edward hear what Miley was thinking? I won't tell ya! *evil laughter* Muahahahaha!
