Okay on with chapter number 3! Be patient with my slow updates not all of us have the fastest brains or internets! no it's just my brain I guess… anyway onward! Oh I hope I'm not rushing things to quickly in the story- I'm sorta fast with story lines. Read onward~
"Is she dead?" a voice mused in a jingling voice making me fight for conscience . My eyes fought against me, and my body felt as if it were paralized.
"I-I can't tell..she has no heart beat so I can't….oh god what if she is dead?" My brothers smooth voice rang through my ears and it went into a bit of a hysteric at the end. "Carlisle?" He asked in a panicked voice. Carlisle? Who in the world is Carlisle?
"I'm sorry son, she is techniqly dead physicaly like us… " A voice came out of another direction, seeming a bit fustrated but sad at the same time. Son? But our father is dead, how could he call Jasper son?! Why he had no right at all!
"What is it Jasper? Is something wrong with her?" a velvety voice rang out right behind me – reading my brothers mind again now are we Edward? ARGH! Wake up you stinking body! It feels like I'm under water with all the pressure of a sunken ship on me!
"Some emotions are leaking from her body…" My brother mumbled then let out a releaved sigh "she's alive, her emotions are getting more clear". After he said that I heard multiple sets of sighs – wait how many vampires are in this stinking place- wait where was I? I tested my nose and in came the sent of seven vampires.
"I think she's waking up dear.. everyone give her space.. that meens you too Jasper" A softer- motherly tone spoke up. I tried to lift my eyes again and successfully managed to crack them open a tad to be welcomed by a bright light. I quickly snapped my eyes shut, I would gladly welcom darkness compared to that annoying light.
"Isabella? Sis'?" Jasper's voice rang out and my body was turned up into a sitting position leaving a soothing hand to rub circles on my back. I cracked my eyes open again- really slowly- and my eyes were met by a light liquidly gold. My brother smiled toothily as I looked at his face fully.
"Jasper" I murmured as my body tingled back to life and I urgently pulled my arms around his chest and hugged him with all my might. He chuckled at my enthusiam and slid his arms around my shoulders, hugging me close. I could feel my wings awaken and slowly form in my back because of the pressure that was being put on it. I quickly willed them away and focused on my loving brother.
"Don't scare me like that Isabella, I thought I lost you all over again.." Jasper sighed into my hair and his scent suddenly slammed into me. It was just like home, comforting and welcoming- kind of musky. I was suddenly couscous of the other watching eyes on us. "I swear they won't hurt you Isabella, calm down, they are here to help" Jasper reassured my sensing my uneasieness.
"It happened during the war- your change" I stated more then asked. It had to be, I hadn't seen him since and when I visited our parents funeral he was nowhere to be seen- he wouldn't miss their death for anything…but he did.
"Yes, it did.. I'm sorry I left you.. I knew it must have been hard on maw' and pa' when I stopped sending letters.. I can't imagine what it must have felt for you.." Jasper admitted with a guilty grunt.. oh but if he knew how bad his absence had caused our parents. I had 'passed away' shortly after his departure, so when Jasper stopped sending letters and the general showed up at their door to tell them the news they didn't only have to deal with one of their children's 'death' but now both. It had killed their heart. Three months later maw' and pa' died.
"You have no idea" I muttered sadly as I nodded my head against his chest.
Someone suddenly cleared their throat and I was once again aware of our adience.
"This is a bad time isn't it?" I asked with a sigh as I pulled away from his grasp and stood up from the couch that I had been laying on. I looked around my surroundings and saw a huge living room with a soft white tone to it. It had a flat screen television with a x-box and a Wii hooked up to it - controllers laying untidily around them. A rug was placed neatly in the center with three sofa's surrounding it. And occupying the room were my seven vampire watchers. One I recognized as Edward Masen, the young boy who had 'died' of the spanish infuenza- with his wild bronze hair and green- now gold- bright eyes. Emmett Mcarty was truelly the one that had grown up to me – his little 4 foot figure now stood at a good 6 feet. His small little flabby arms turned into mounds of muscle, Brown eyes filled with life now were wild honey glazed. Jasper himself hadn't changed from the last time a saw him, grew a foot or two, body filled out into a manly figure instead of a slim one, his wild blue eyes replaced with gold ones.
The others were a mystery to me. There was a tiny pixie-like one, standing at maybe 4'10'' at the highest, that was dressed in the 'latest fashion', short raven spiked hair gracing her features and gold eyes sparkling in pure happiness. The next one was like a angel, slightly curled golden locks decending onto her back and a womanly figure that held her clothes perfectly, and gold eyes that were weary. The next was a perfect picture of a mother, honey brown hair curled that danced on her shoulders, honey gold eyes relfecting the warmth that was held by her presence, a good 5'7'' at the least and old fashioned clothes adorning her body. Next to her stood a wealthy looking man dressed in a formal doctor suite, dirty blond hair combed back nealty, golden eyes shining with curiousity and his good 6'1'' figure looming high like a dedicated father… Who were these peo- vampires?
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