"I can cry, but I don't know if I can sleep." I answered honestly.

"You, Isabella, are a special case." She smiled at me, and lowered her hand from my face.

"Bella, just Bella." She nodded.

"Let's get started." She said running over the middle of the room.

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Once my training with Grace was over, six hours later, She escorted me through the many halls of the house I was in. It didn't seem to have many windows, but I could easily break down the wall when I am ready to escape.

I think I am nearing to it as well, Grace and I had realized in the six hours that I had been practicing, I had such extraordinary powers. I am a shield, I can inflict physical harm with my mind, and I'm an absorber. I can absorb anyone's powers and use them, the people which I use the powers from still have their powers, but I do too. She tested this by bringing in ten of her best vampires, each with a power that is different from the other. Mind reader, Psychic, telepathy, telekinesis, mood changer, strength, invisibility, speed, shape shifter, shield. I absorbed each one and demonstrated them by fighting them all at once and wining. I used each power at one time or another, Grace had told me to demonstrate the powers that were not obvious when fighting.

I foresaw each of their moves, and use the strength, speed, and telekinesis and mood changer to my advantage. At first I began fighting with my own two hands, and became tired of it quickly. The speed and strength became boring and I stopped using them. I read each of their minds and stopped as soon as I read their first thoughts,

'She's fucking hot, wonder if she's free later.'

'Holy shit this bitch can kick ass, wonder how good the sex would be.'

'God, I would always pick fights with her, the make up sex would probably be amazing.'

'She's got a nice wrack.'

'Oh god that guys standing next to me is sexy.' I chuckled lightly as I read this blonde boys mind.

'I'm gonna kill this slut!' I internally winced as if I had just been whipped. Verbal abuse was not one of the things I could handle well. I was about to let go of the power when one final thought entered my head:

'What's her name?' I let the power slip as I stopped fighting, they all came at me full-force, noticing that I had just stopped; I panicked, absorbing the telekinesis. I closed my eyes, expecting to be tackled by ten strong men, but nothing happened. I opened my eyes to find all ten men floating in mid air flailing their arms and legs, trying to get down. None of them spoke aloud, but I'm sure they were thinking some fucked up shit right about now.

"Very well done Bella." Grace had congratulated. "You can put the boys down now." Without thinking, I let go of the power and they all came crashing down, hitting the floor, making dents. I had raised them to the ceiling, and let them fall without thinking, stupid, stupid Bella! Keep your head in the game!

Grace and I finally arrived to a door, it was mahogany, and smelled lovely. I turned the knob, and walked in. There was a king sized bed, a crystal chandelier hanging from the high ceiling, the room was easily half the size of the training room. There was a gigantic bathroom, and a walk in closet. Just through another door was a kitchen. I hardly saw the need for a kitchen since I had no need for human food. I opened the fridge, expecting it to be bare, it wasn't, and it was fully stocked with…my…favorite food? This sick twisted coven leader had followed me long enough to know my favorite foods? I made a disgusted face but felt a slight urge to pick up a celery stick. I did and began nibbling on it, surprisingly its taste was wonderful, not horrible like Edward had described. Grace just smiled at me and left the room, shutting the door behind her. I took a bag of chips from the stocked cupboard and plopped down on the bed, suddenly tired.

I had just opened the chips when there was a knock at the door. Please, please don't be that French bastard! I begged silently. I opened the door; leaning against the frame of the door was one of the men that I fought. He was dressed casually now, not in matching uniform like before. He was wearing a tight white shirt, showing his muscles, and blue jeans. His hands were shoved in his pockets and his right leg was crossed over his left. He had tousled black hair, and his face was angelic, he reminded me of Edward, my darling Edward.

"H-hi?" I said nervously, thinking that he wanted a rematch, or he was angry that he lost. I absorbed his power and read his mind.

'Huh, Bella, that's a pretty name. It sure suites her. Oh damn Josh, she said something. Stupid, think of something before you make a fool of yourself!' So this was the boy who wanted to know my name.

"Uhh, h-hey Bella. My name is-"

"Josh." I cut him off and smiled. He mimicked it with an identical crooked smile Edward always gave me. I swallowed hard against the lump in my throat. Only then did I realize that his eyes weren't red, but a deep gold. This made me frown, even more like Edward every second. Oh how I missed Edward. He saw my frown, and his smile dropped also, instead it was replaced by a furrowed brow.

"Are you okay?" I nodded, replacing my smile when he put his hand under my chin and made a goofy face. I giggled lightly at this. "How did you know my name?" He asked looking into my eyes the whole time.

I just lifted my hand and tapped my right index finger to his left temple, "You're a mind reader, remember?" The energy I felt whenever I touched Edward ran through me making every part of my body tingle. I let out a sigh; this was really starting to hurt, never being able to see the love of my life again, and having a replica of him right in front of me to remind me of what I don't have. "I'm an absorber." I clarified when he looked perplexed.

"If you don't mind, may I ask why you're here?" I asked politely, my gaze not able to deviate from his golden eyes.

He smiled and answered, "Nightly watch, It's my shift."

"Nightly watch!?" I asked angrily.

"Francois has scheduled for a few of the troops to patrol, and watch that you don't try to escape, we have been told to spend the night in your room." I was appalled. Yet for some reason I let him pass by me into the room. He sat down in one of the chairs in the corner. And I walked back from the door after shutting it. He smiled and gestured towards the bed, "Go on with what you were doing, it'll be like I'm not even here." He said smiling at me, I almost cried.

"So…when does your shift end?" I asked hopeful he'd say right in the morning, and I would have time to do my own things.

"A week from now." He said his eyes connected with mine. He smiled at my shock.

"A-a week? A whole week?" He nodded, his golden eyes burning into mine. A thought came over me now, "How long has it been?"

"Two weeks." He said blankly, only now looking away, with sadness in his eyes that I didn't understand.

I let out a quivered breath. "What happened?"

"That hit to your head was pretty bad, it made its way to your brain; Francois said that your brain had gotten bruised, and you were getting worse every second. François wanted to keep you human for as long as possible, he always wanted children, he always wanted a hybrid, like me. But your brain couldn't take it anymore, it started to shut down, and your heart was threatening to stop. So he did what was necessary, he turned you, and then three days later, your up and kicking guys asses." He had never looked up from the floor during the story; he just stared down at the carpet, occasionally running a hand through his tresses. I stood not able to sit still anymore.

"Hybrid?" I asked confused.

"Yeah, I'm a hybrid. Half human, half vampire. In December 1901, my mother, Elizabeth, she well, uh, did it with a vampire, about three months later I was born, on February 11th . My mother said I had a brother, but he died of the Spanish influenza when he was seventeen, just before I was born. My mother, she had me right before she died, she was infected with the influenza too. I was the only one who made it. Hybrids, we grow at a faster pace than normal humans, so when I was supposed to be mentally and physically three years old, I was thirteen. Hybrids stop aging at seventeen. When I was strong enough and smart enough, I set out to find my father, i never found him, instead I found Francois, and decided to join the vampire army."

Oh My God, Elizabeth, that was Edwards's mother's name. "What is your last name?" I asked shakily.

"Masen, why?" he asked confused. And that's when I passed out.

(AN: I know, I'm a bitch for not updating in like a million years, and for this cliff. So get ready, close your eyes, take a deep breath and jump, please don't shit yourself on the way down.) …oh and sorry if I spelled Edwards last name wrong. =)