Sorry for the
HUGE
gap between chapters...
summer keeps you busy you know?
Anyways here y'are!
Pale light was filtering through the window beside Edward's head. He could see the tiny dust particles dancing through the air when he breathed. In, the particles whooshed and twirled towards the middle. Out, they spiraled away from his nose. Edward occupied himself for a few minutes before deciding to try and get up.
He threw off the covers.
Ugh.
He was wearing matching fleece PJ's with racecars on them. Alice, he thought, and flipped his legs so he was sitting on the edge of the bed.
Suddenly Alice burst into the room with huge force considering her tiny body.
"Oh, Edward...be CAREFUL!! You're going to fall!" she squeaked and pushed him back so he was lying down again. "Please wait for Carlisle to help you!!"
"Alice..." Edward growled menacingly but didn't move.
Soon a slim male figure appeared in the doorway. "Ah. You're awake." it said.
"Hello, Carlisle," said Edward, "I was told you'd be here in a few moments. It's nice to meet you."
"Yes, and vice versa, though I did meet you days ago and you weren't aware." He replied politely.
Edward could see a wise intelligence in the young man's eyes. He assumed that Carlisle wasn't much over 25 years of age.
"Erm, would it be alright if I walked around a bit?" Edward asked him, while flexing his robotic fingers.
"Yes, yes, it would...let me help you up first. Alice?" he looked at the girl and she sprang away so Carlisle could let Edward hold his shoulders and stand.
Edward wobbled. "I think I'm fine," he said, and Carlisle stepped away. Edward hadn't used his legs for a while, and he was stiff and weak. Alice giggled at his PJ's.
"Oh, yes and I would like to thank you Alice for the, erm, wonderfully cozy PJ's." said Edward with a smile.
Alice blushed and Carlisle laughed once. "How did you know?" she asked.
"Oh, I had a feeling." Edward replied, and took a few steps. He started to fall, but grabbed the doorframe in time.
Carlisle was at his side. "Are you sure you're alright?" he asked.
"Yes, thanks, I think I'm fine." Edward said and padded softly into the dim hallway.
The carpet was worn in the middle, like many pairs of feet had walked down the hall over many years. The walls were painted an off-beige-ish-white colour and there were old style lamps dotted along the walls. There were also a few closed doors. There were stairs at the end of the hallway off to Edward's left.
He walked towards them.
The wooden banisters were worn like the carpet, smooth and old. The steps sagged in the middle.
Carefully and ever so slowly, Edward took the stairs one at a time taking time to place both feet on the step before carrying on. He arrived at the bottom in a cozy kitched that smelled like apple pie.
"Hello?" he called, and from behind the counter snapped up a woman who looked about Carlisle's age, with long brownish hair and a motherly face.
"Ah, you're awake!" she said.
Edward laughed. "Is that the only thing that people say around here?" he joked.
"Hm. Well you have been asleep for quite a while, dear. I'm Esme, by the way."
Edward noticed the hand she was putting away plate with was like his own left hand, robotic and metallic, and the one on the counter, supporting her as she reached up, was the same.
"I know." said Edward, and when she looked at him oddly he quickly said, "Alice told me."
Alice and Calisle strolled into the kitchen then, talking about the over-breeding of golden retreivers.
"Yes, well, everyone I see nowadays has one of those dogs! Oh, hello Esme." said Carlisle, ending the debate and planting a quick kiss on Esme's lips.
"Hello you two," she said, and added, "Where are Rose and Emmett?"
Alice giggled. "Who knows? Probably in the barn..."
Edward understood and smiled. "I hate to bother you but, is there ANY food I can eat? I can't remember the last time I ate anything!" as he said this his stomach growled.
"Oh, you poor thing." said Esme, a worried look on her face. "Would you like some lasagna?"
Edward's mouth filled with drool. "That's the only thing I want right now." he said, and sat on a stool by the table while Esme bustled around the kitchen and warmed a huge plate of cheesy lasagna in the microwave. Carlisle had melted away into another room somewhere, and Alice was sitting beside Edward, inspecting her fingernails.
Esme plopped the plate of lasagna in front of Edward, along with a huge glass of milk.
"Eat up, hon." she said, but Edward's mouth was already filled with food. Alice laughed.
As he was eating Alice told him about the time that Rosalie found Emmett after his accident with the fireworks. She said that they had been madly in love ever since.
"When the two of them dissappear together, you can only imaging what they're up to!" she whispered, and Edward smiled, or tried to, considering the amount of lasagna in his mouth.
"The last time-" she began but froze in mid-sentence. Edward swallowed.
"Alice?" he said and looked over at her. He huge eyes were glazed over and staring into space, and her hands were trembling. "Alice?!" he yelled now, and Esme ran into the room, startled.
"What is it, dear?" she asked, but relaxed when she saw Alice. "Oh, Edward, sweetie, she's just having a vision." Esme said it as if it were the most normal thing on the planet.
"WHAT?? A vision??" said Edward, shocked, confused and scared all at once. Alice still stared into space.
"Hm. Have you ever wondered why Alice is here in this house, when the rest of us are all half-robot or such?" she held up her hands. "Alice sees into the future...sometimes her visions last hours, some only a few quick seconds, and then she's back."
Edward gaped, at a loss for words. "She's, she's PSYCHIC?" he asked, and suddenly beside him, Alice relaxed.
"It's a boy...our age...he just got caught in a machine...his dad's warehouse...get Emmett...he needs help!!" she said, almost on the verge of tears.
Carlisle, who obviously heard the commotion, ran into the room. "Emmett just called...him and Rose are going away for a few days."
Alice turned white. "Carlisle...there's no time!" she yelled. "Send Edward!!"
Esme looked at him, "I don't know, Alice dear...Edward's still weak!"
But Edward was already on his feet. "What do I need to do?" he asked.
Carlisle had re-appeared with a pair of tight, black pants. They had a belt with a GPS, a phone and a gun in them. "Put these on, Edward, and hurry. This boy needs us."
Edward dashed upstairs, suddenly feeling strong and agile. He took of the fleece PJ's and slipped on the pants. They made him feel invincible and fast. He ran downstairs, just as Carlisle finished punching coordinates into the GPS.
"This will lead you to the sight. Are you sure they're right, Alice?" he said, and Alice nodded.
Carlisle handed Edward the GPS. "The boy is alone in the warehouse, but still, be cautious. if anybody sees you like that," he said gesturing to the parts of Edward's torso that were made of metal, they will become suspicious. it is only a few kilometers away, so you will get there soon. Hurry and carefully bring the boy back. this is like your initiation, Edward, so be careful." Carlisle clipped the GSP to Edward's belt, and stepped back.
"Be quick," said Alice tears streaming down her face, "and bring him back!"
Edward ran out the door. The GPS beeped him in the right direction and he flew over fields and lanes. Soon he approached the small town. It was around dusk, so he kept to the shadows as he stole along the backs of buildings.
Soon a huge warehouse appeared, and Edward, with his now refined hearing, could hear laboured breathing and moans coming from inside. He quickly sliced open the door with his finger-laser and ran inside.
It was pitch-dark so Edward switched to night vision and look around.
Near the far corner a pool of blood and a grotesque scene appeared. The boy, who looked about 18, had his leg caught in a knife-sharpening machine.
Edward ran over.
"I'm here to help, don't be afraid." he said, and the victim looked up with pain filled eyes. "Okay," he said hoarsely.
"What's your name?" Edward asked as he began to ease the boy's mangled leg out from the depths of the machine.
"Jasper," he replied, and fainted.
Oooh...
A twist!!
Don't worry...the spying stuff will start as soon as our newest
character heals up.
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travelingTEEN
