Chapter Three
Beg for death
Lined up, dressed in new white dresses with Blythe, Jade, and Emily, venom burned my stomach. They better not harm Any of my girls. Or else. And all the torturers knew exactly what I was capable of.
Our four pairs of topaz eyes looking straight forward, an older woman I nicknamed witch-doctor pulled a black-paint covered hand over my chest. Behind my eyes I entertained how Blythe and I sang the witch doctor song when we saw the old lady. I've peeked into her mind, she used to be an unbearably sweet lady till Alex murdered her family and pointed his fingers at the vampires.
She didn't believe it now, but it was far too late. Alex was clever enough to put her in an enchantment so she couldn't stop if she tried. I murmured the chorus of the song that comforted me. Blythe sang it under her breath too.
"I Told The Witch Doctor I Was In Love With You!" I sang.
"I told the Witch Doctor you didn't love me true," Blythe sang next.
"And Then The Witch Doctor He Told Me What To Do!"
"He Said," Blythe smiled reassuringly.
"Ooh to the eeh the ooh the ahah to the ting to the tang the wallawalla bingbang," we sang back and forth through the song five times before a grumpier, twenty-ish girl interrupted rudely.
"Shut up."
You could tell she was new.
"What?" I asked as if I couldn't believe what I heard. I knew it was nothing, I just wanted her to know who could blow her up in ten seconds flat and who couldn't. Plus, it was always fun to get a rise out of them.
I made winds blow that made a wig fall off her thick head. Emily shoved her knuckle into her mouth to stop her laughing. Jade and Blythe were falling on each other, hysterical. I couldn't even suppress a few giggles. I hadn't thought that was going to happen.
Anger seeped off her like innocence on a little girl wearing pigtails. I thought the poor woman was going to combust. Tears or fire, either chances were growing extremely plausible.
She screamed in Latin, the best way to improvise a spell I've learned. She said, "Beg for death!" A yellow beam of light shot towards sweet, innocent Emily. Using my best baseball slide I pushed Emily out of the dangerous magick.
I felt excruciating pain, it felt as though someone was stabbing me all over with a knife repeatedly. Words hissed in my ears, "Beg you fool. Beg for the dark beauties that lie before us all. Beg for death."
"NO! NO!" I screamed at the voice that only I could hear. Faintly I heard Blythe yelling at the bald lady. The witch doctor leaned over me, desperately trying to communicate with me. I tried to reassure the nice lady, I hoped that Alex's enchantment on her was broken by baldy's little outburst.
But it looked like I wouldn't know till the next torture session because everything faded to black.
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"Out of the way, come on move it people," Blythe yelled at the crowd. Jade, Emily, and Blythe were trying to drag a limp Bella into the commons.
"Dear Lord, what happened to her?" an older man, maybe thirty or so, screeched.
"Get out of the way or so help me!" Jade shouted at him. He hastily moved, he had seen the girls in action.
All the commotion brought down a certain pixy-like vampire. Her dear friend was strewn on the couch, out cold. But- how was that possible? She was obviously a vampire now, it wasn't strictly possible for a vampire to be knocked out. Only one would know if any.
"CARLISLE!" Alice screamed for her adoptive father. She ran up a staircase that led to his and Esme's room.
To say he looked alarmed would be a massive understatement. He was a step away from looking for a mass serial murderer.
"HurryBella'sthevampirefromlastnighthelpshe'sknockedoutandIdon'tknowwhy. HELP PLEASE!" she said so fast Carlisle only heard "Hurry, Bella, Help, and please." But that was all he needed to hear. He knew by her expression she was dead serious and needed him.
They were down the stairs at vamp speed. A crowd of people had gathered around her. Blythe and Jade were holding each of her hands, closing their eyes like they were praying. Emily had Bella's head in her lap, she was tracing something on her forehead. What were they doing anyway?
"What happened?" Carlisle asked, going into full doctor mode.
"It was all my fault!" Emily cried tearfully.
"Em, no it wasn't. It could have been anyone of us baldy could have aimed that spell at and for Bella to heroically jump in front of it," Jade reasoned.
"That's just what Bella does. Horrid habit of hers actually," Blythe split a grin. "Em, she's stronger than going down like this."
"Besides, if it were all your fault you'd be seeing her ghost laughing about it next to you," Jade laughed.
Emily superstitiously glanced at her sides, almost to make sure.
"What do you mean?" Alice asked confused.
"We copiers specialize in a certain area mostly but can turn on other powers from another without stealing it. Hence the name, copying. Emily there is buds with the living dead. Jade over there is telekinetic. And I'm an elementalist," Blythe explained. "What does Bella have?" Carlisle asked curiously.
"Our darling Isabella Masen hasn't found her power yet. Funny enough," Jade said, letting her small hand caress Bella's porcelain white cheek.
"Why is it funny?" Alice said.
"She always seems like the person who wants to get out the most. It strikes me strange that someone who hasn't found her own special power would want to be taken far, far away from powers we don't know exist in this very castle," Blythe replied.
"Poetic," Jade commented. Blythe threw a pillow at Jade, laughing anyways. Emily simply rolled her eyes and braided a strand of Bella's hair delicately.
"But, anyways, this happens from time to time to poor little Bella. When the magic's pressure builds up too much on her, her body shuts down and reboots itself. A couple hours or so later she's up and running. I bet she'll be up by the meeting," Blythe explained.
"Meeting?" Alice inquired.
"Yeah, Bella built up a group to bust us out of here. She desperately hates this place. She wants to morph into a butterfly and escape. But she'd turn back to get us anyway. You and your family can meet us, it's at one AM, don't be late," Jade answered this time.
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A swirl of dark colors swarm me, all I can see is Edward's meadow. It's the first time I saw him in sunlight.
The crystals that seemed to be embedded in his perfect, faintly flushed skin as I caressed his hand. I had treasured that day with him. I should have known better than to believe him when he said human memories fade. Very faded, Edward.
In truth? I remembered every detail like it had happened a second ago. Fresh and crisp, always like a portal willing me to get lost in. Willing it for me to get lost in believing he loved me. To get lost in that love was real. To get lost in the thought that he was my love.
This always happened. I hated this place even more because I slipped into this abyss when I fainted. So much magic in the air for me to choke on. I wanted to fly away. But never without everyone else. Even Victoria who I noticed was in there also.
Stupid Alex. He should know better than to try and take over the world. Look at Hitler buddy. Didn't work. There were thousands of them that thought they could reign people to be as narrow minded as to worship them. They just don't get it.
Stupid, witless Alex. He should know better than to try and trap me.
Thick numbskull Alex. Should know better than to mess with me.
He shall be the one begging for death. But not only from me. I sound evil don't I?
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