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Samantha Whitlock- Unwanted
I had lost Carla; she was in her crazy mood, no use trying to stop her, not that I could. She was singing now, singing loudly, though I blocked it out after the first verse, I was used to it and immune to it.
The one called Edward kept looking at me, I was not going to talk anymore than necessary, and he heard enough in my mind, from what I could tell. Whenever I thought about something serious, which was most of the time, he stared at me, and that really sucked, me being a person who speaks more in her mind than out loud. It really sucked.
Now I was going to concentrate on not thinking about anything too hard, maybe something to keep my mind distracted, and I had the perfect thing for it. Musical notes. I was half way through playing C major on my imaginary piano when Carla's voice disturbed me.
"Hey Sam," What did she want now? "Sam, I think this guy might actually be stronger than me," Everyone laughed at her statement except me and Edward; someone was stronger than her now she was excited, jeez.
"Well yay for you," I said very sharply, she disturbed my concentration for that?
Straight after my reply she was distracted again, asking the big one to a fight, though it seemed she would probably lose. The big one was as excited as Carla, I thought one lunatic was enough, but Carla was Carla, and I had to let her be.
I tried to go back to my piano notes, in the corner of my eye Carla was being dragged past me, though I was too deep in concentration.
"So do you guys have any powers I should be wary off when I am fighting you, I hate cheaters," The big one's voice shattered my concentration, they were still on about that fight, man.
The small one at my side laughed, "It's only cheating to you Emmett," She told him, her voice still smothered with laughter.
The small one seemed so confident of everything like she knew everything; I wonder what she was able to do. Maybe she was special; maybe she knew things before people that made her so confident. Edward shot me a surprised look, I glared forward, and I need to shut up.
"Hmmm, I will tell you ours, if you will tell us yours," Carla suggested to the big one, what was she doing?!
"Carla" I scolded her, when Edward said,
"Emmett" In the same voice as I used.
Carla and Emmett seemed not to be phased, and Carla had no intention of stopping this little convocation, I wish I could punch her. Edward growled.
"It's ok Edward, they will find out eventually and nothing bad will come of it, I am sure," The small one beside me reassured Edward, no matter how confident she was, Carla's decisions were very erratic and random.
"Yer, loosen up a bit Eddy," Emmett teased, he seemed to pick up on what Carla had been calling him.
The brown haired girl grunted in defeat.
"Well it's only fair, Since I am sure you already know their powers, don't you Edward, there's no harm in returning the courtesy," She told Edward in a very soft voice, the way they looked at each other was like, it was like they loved each other. How could she love him, he was so annoying.
"As I am sure you have worked out," she continued, "Edward can read minds." Carla gasped in shock, I was just pissed to realize I was right, damn it.
After her shock, Carla seemed utterly disturbed, she wriggled in discomfort.
"Sorry," Edward said to Carla, he should of said "Sorry for being the world's biggest pain in the ass" but he seemed to think he was all high and mighty, loser.
"Your turn," Emmett told Carla excitedly, she was going to say it; I had no hope of avoiding it.
"It's hard to explain, I think its best if I show you. Could you give me a hand up?" Carla questioned him; Edward didn't seem too happy about it and was about to protest, but shortie beside me cut him off.
"Its ok Edward, I can see that she won't go anywhere, I am defiantly sure nothing bad will happen, well nothing too bad." She told him, he relaxed almost automatically, and she was seeing the future again from what I could tell. Shortie laughed, I didn't know at what though, I didn't really care.
"Hey you, shortie, can you predict the future, that's it isn't it, that's your power!" Carla exclaimed, she was seemed really impressed with herself, she looked at me seeming smug, I decided to ruin her fun.
"You just figured that out," I asked her in pretend shock, while starting to laugh, she looked disappointed, and she probably thought she had it over me that time.
"Yup that's right," Shortie confirmed Carla's suspicion, I was right before her though, that was always good, I loved being right, well in, most cases.
'Her names Alice, and the other ones Bella." So my two captors were Bella and Alice, pretty names, though why did they have capture us, I wanted to look for my Jasper.
"So ummm, about that more convenient position?" Carla asked Emmett, and as soon as the words had come out of her mouth he dropped her into the dirt. The dirt, her shoes were destroyed, I scowled and her and Emmett.
"Gee thanks," Carla muttered.
Now she was going to do something to someone, Emmett I suspected and as I predicted she did. She concentrated really hard and put both her hand s on either side of his head, when it wasn't done to me, Carla's power was pretty funny, if she did it nicely.
Slowly the brown curly hair on Emmett's head was overtaken by bright pink; it was hilarious to look at. I couldn't help but laugh. Everyone surrounding him burst into beautiful laughter, except him of course.
"What's going on? What's so funny?" Emmett circled where he was standing, trying to find what was so funny, he then looked at Carla, "What did you do?!" he questioned her, his voice sounded terrifying, though I laughed harder.
He turned to Edward seeing that it was impossible to get an answer from Carla, impossible to get anything from Carla, though the humour was starting fade away, and I became serious again.
"Edward? What is this? What's did she do? What is her power?" He shot question after question at Edwards laughing frame.
"Ok, Ok, settle down Emmett, wait a second, I need to catch my breath," Edward seemed to be having trouble in getting it together, though eventually he got a hold of himself, though he was still struggling at the sight of Emmett.
"Now, how to explain and without angering you," Edward stifled more laughter. Carla's face seemed to be contemplating something after Edward said how to explain, jeez what was she up to. Obviously not anything to safe, since Edward stiffened soon after.
"No," Was all he said, Carla smiled at him innocently.
"It's the only way to explain, Pleeeeease Edward," Her voice became whiney towards the end. Edward glanced at Emmett, then looked back at Carla, seeming to surrender.
"It's not permanent is it," He asked her warily, Carla burst into laughter, Edward seemed to take this as a no, and leaned his hair towards Carla.
She placed her hands on his chest.
"Wha…?" He began to ask, though Carla put a finger to her lips and smiled a small smile, what was she up to now.
Carla stayed with her eyes closed and her hands on his chest for about thirty seconds, the one called Bella seemed uncomfortable. Slowing Edward's shirt began to change into something hideous. A Hawaiian shirt, how atrocious, Carla didn't know anything about fashion.
When she was finished, laughter filled the forest, Edward looked down at his shirt in shock, and his facial expression was priceless.
"So what is this power you have?" Edward managed to ask, "What do you call it?" Carla seemed to think hard about how to answer it; we had never really come up for a name with it, because it was a variety of different things.
"Something like Metamorphosis, perhaps, or illusionary techniques, not sure, I never really thought about it?" she said it slowly, as if processing her thoughts, "Basically I can change to colour, shape, size or density of any given object, making it heavy or light, liquid or solid, black or white. But I can also create illusions, only fairly simple ones and not for long periods of time. I need more practice. Let's just say I am not the most discipline," I laughed.
"You go that right," I muttered.
"Wait, what did you do…..?" Emmett asked still clueless, he wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed. Carla reached up to touch his hair and wink at him.
"You will just have to wait and see," she told him, the sound of menace throughout her voice, I rolled my eyes.
"And what about you, do you have a power too? I am sorry I don't think we caught your names?" She aimed her question at me, so I decided to answer since Carla seemed exhausted, well exhausted for a vampire.
"I am Samantha, or Sam for short and this is Carla." That was all I was willing to give up about that part of us and I continued, "And as for my power," I noticed everyone was intrigued except Carla, once she heard it once, then there was no use hearing it again. "I am, well let's say extremely fast, even for our kind, I have to gift of speed." I left it at that, they didn't need to know anymore and I needed to stop thinking of it, in case, hear it all over there heard more.
"How fast can you go," Edward directed at me, my forehead creased in concentration, I tried not to think of it, I didn't want to answer, Carla seemed muddled in confusion by my actions, so she decided to answer herself, gosh.
"Well she honestly doesn't know, the fastest she has gone was faster than the speed of light, it burnt her clothes to shreds," Carla Laughed. "She tried to go faster but her hair caught fire, she wasn't happy about that," She laughed louder at my misfortune of losing my hair. I scowled. Everyone seemed silent, absorbing what they had learnt as we walked. It was broken by Edward's voice.
"We're here," He said simply.
We broke through the forest and opened up to and huge white house, we were facing the side of it from what I could tell. The side we were facing was entirely covered in glass windows. There was a river in front of us and Alice and Bella let go of me to jump over it, they were seeming to trust me, but didn't trust them. Edward and Emmett leaped over as well, and Carla followed them. I looked at them, contemplating weather to jump, I saw Carla there, I couldn't leave her, and so I leaped gracefully over. The doubt of weather I would jump on my captors faces disappeared, because they knew if I ran, they couldn't catch me.
This way, Edward told us walking off to around the front of the house, we all followed, and I was the last to walk into the front of their house.
"Welcome to our home, my name is Edward Cullen, everyone's adopted last name here is Cullen,." Edward told us.
The front room of their house was very open, it had a grand piano, it was so beautiful that I wanted to run my hands across the keys and play every song I knew, but I didn't want to that when they were here. The rest of the house had very expensive looking couches and a wide screen TV to the side. They either stole their stuff or had a lot of money.
Carla whistled in amazement, Emmett laughed.
The smell hit me then, I could smell something, not so appealing as human, but half human maybe, what was it? I stopped breathing when Edward flashed to my side.
"You are not to harm anyone," He told me darkly, "We have a human, well half human here and you are not to hurt her," A half human, what the hell? I guess I would find out soon enough, though I should be able to control myself, and so should Carla. I looked to where Carla was standing, yes; she could smell it, though she seemed to be under control. I looked back at Edward; he was leaning over me and glaring down at me.
"Back off," I growled under breath, I sounded deadly; he back away though still glared at me.
Emmett laughed, though Carla didn't, she knew I was serious, I was not comfortable here.
"Well, well, I guess we should get everything over and done with, time to see her reaction, huh Edward?" Alice asked Edward, he released his dark stare from me and looked at Alice unsure.
"You sure she won't do anything?" Edward asked her worry thick in his voice, Bella seemed to be very rigid and moved to his side.
"I'm not sure yet, though she won't hurt Renesmee," Alice told him, who was renesmee; maybe it was the half human, though what a mouthful of a name. Edward laughed. I shot him a dark look.
"What will she do?" Emmett asked frustrated, he was clueless again, though so was I, were they referring to me or Carla.
"Well let's call them down," Edward mumbled, reluctant.
"Esme, Renesmee, Rosalie, Carlisle, Jasper" Alice called, Jasper, I froze in shock, it couldn't be my jasper could it, no never, I dismissed the thought.
Vampires came down the steps one at a time, the first was a beautiful woman, and so beautiful it was heart breaking. She had golden blonde hair just longer than mine; her figure was that of models, though she looked cold and wary. The second was a male, he was stunning also, honey blonde again, though cut short, he was tall like the other two, though he seemed older in a way, wise, more kind, and he seemed friendly enough. The third was a woman, she had beautiful soft caramel hair that went to her waist, and she had a friendly, motherly look about her.
The fourth one had that smell, I went rigid for a moment and Edward tensed, though I controlled myself quickly, it wasn't that bad. She had bronze ringlets that went to her waist, she appeared to be the same age as me, though she had beautiful milk chocolate coloured eyes, she resembled the one called Bella and also she looked like Edward, how peculiar. I had just finished assessing the half human when the next person I saw shocked me, shocked me so much I caught my breath and froze rock solid.
I stared at him, he had golden blonde hair the same as mine, and he was tall and muscular, though lean. He had scars all over his skin, it was his most prominent feature, I wouldn't felt the need to protect myself, since he looked so dangerous, though I was still shocked over the most obvious and scary thing.
It was Jasper; it was my brother, the sole purpose of my existence, less the 10 metres in front of me, right there and right now. I couldn't believe it.
"Jasper," I whispered my voice almost unintelligible, Carla whipped her head to look at me, and then back at him, she wouldn't recognize him, she had never seen him, and though he looks a lot different it was him. She whipped her head back and forth.
He stared at me, he face filled with curiosity at first, because I called his name I guess, then it changed to shock.
He stared deep into my eyes, seeming to look at every inch of me, absorbing who was standing in front of him, I said the same.
His eyes were shocked, mine were also, he looked at me and I looked at him for what seemed ages. I forgot everything, the time, the place, my name, and my friends I only looked at him.
He seemed to wake up and he blinked slowly as if thinking I might disappear, I didn't.
"Samantha," He whispered in the same voice as I had used in the same tone, "Samantha Whitlock, is that you?" He whispered again.
He recognized me, that was a first, I took a hesitant step towards him, he lent back, and that confused me.
"Y-yes, it's me," I stuttered, still in shock.
He shook his head, as if to shake something from his mind, he shook it again, I felt like his little sister again, I felt like going up and giving him a huge hug, but I felt as if he was too big for me. He looked dazed, like he couldn't believe it, I was past this stage, I wanted to hold him, and never let go.
I took another step towards him, and he took a step back.
"S-stay there, you're not real," He told me, "It's not possible, I forgot about you and all my past years ago, this can't be happening," He seemed like he wanted me to disappear, though I couldn't get past what he said.
"You…..forgot…..me?" I asked, I felt like my heart shattered, I had searched for him for my whole vampire existence, and he chose to forget me, I was more than shattered, I felt as though I couldn't continue, like I would ceased to be because of what he said.
He didn't answer my question; he just stared at me, like I was a dream, or even a nightmare. I could feel the sadness build in me, in my eyes in my face, if I could cry, now would be the moment. He had forgotten about me, and to forget about me meant he didn't love me, didn't want me, there was no point in staying somewhere where you weren't wanted.
"If you have forgotten me, I will make sure you won't have to remember me," I told him, then I sped through the house wall not bothering to open any doors, and ran as fast as could though I felt as if I was trying to pull a whole solar system, I wouldn't be able to move much longer.
Carla Mansfield- Indescribable Rage
I couldn't move, I couldn't see, I couldn't think and for once in my life I had nothing to say, not a single word. I was speechless. I looked from Sam to the blond vampire and back again. Nothing making sense, nothing sinking in. My mind was covered in fog, my reactions abnormally slow, possibly even human. It was like my mind was lagging far behind my body, everything was muggy and slow.
Then suddenly all at once my thoughts caught up with my actions and everything slammed into in one huge blow that had me winded, breathing heavily trying to catch my breath. Had Sam said Jasper? Were my ears playing tricks on me, it was too much for my brain to comprehend.
I wanted to press pause and put everything on hold so I could grasp just what was going on. But as always in life when you want something to slow down, it sped up and I watched with a dazed look the situation unfolding before me.
They were having some kind of stand off; both looked as shocked as I felt. I didn't blame them. This was the moment Sam had been waiting her whole life for; it was what we had been searching for my entire existence, her entire existence.
The very reason for Sam's being stood less than ten feet in font of her and she couldn't move. In a second I had a moment of clarity, unlike anything I had ever felt before; I saw Sam and her life more clearly in that moment than I ever had before.
I saw all that her brother was and all he meant to her. I saw everything they shared, the place he had in her heart, such a huge place for a single person. I saw it all shatter into a million tiny pieces when they got the news.
The news that jasper was dead. I saw a black whole take hold of her heart, filling the place where her brother had once been. I saw it begin to suck the life from the rest of her body, making the world bleak and black. I watch that darkness consume her, rule her life. Until one day, as she stood in a forgotten graveyard, morning over not just her brother but the life she had lost to the darkness. I watched as the creature, beautiful and deadly, ended her suffering giving her new life. I watched as all that had been killing her in her old life became the very core of her new one. Nothing changed but her heart shifted so the black, empty space that her brother had once filled was the very core of her being.
The very center of her world, the thing she lived for. As she was born to this new life, given a second chance, a new beginning, her whole life became about finding her brother. How would I feel if the core of my existence was no more than 10 feet away, barley within my grasp? I stared at Sam's face. This new revelation making me more understanding than I had ever been.
I stared at her, as she stared at Jasper and as Jasper stared back. I could almost feel the darkness in her heart giving way to light, her hollow existence becoming a life once again. I felt like I would cry. Words were said, I didn't hear them, my mind was far away and for me they had no meaning. But as I watched I saw something change. Sam had moved forward, unconsciously, her arms outstretched. I could see it in her eyes, the very way she held her body; everything was aching toward her brother. Striving to fill the hole that for so long had been empty. It was like gravity shifted and she couldn't stay away a second longer, just this short distance between them was killing her.
But I saw something else in her butterscotch eyes, a old, deep sadness, some fleeting confusion and pain, so much pain. So raw and powerful it shook me to my core. She looked so exposed, so bare, like everything she was had been stripped away by the intensity of this very moment.
I couldn't understand it, she should be over the initial shock by now, and the emotion on her face should be unprecedented joy, not sadness or pain. I tore my intense gaze away from her face, looking toward to object of her focus, jasper. One glance at his face told me everything, I watched Sam's world shatter before my eyes and there wasn't a thing I could do, I couldn't ever catch the pieces as they fell, millions upon millions of fragments, fragments of all that she was. Something was wrong, so very wrong. Everything about Jasper in that moment was wrong. His eyes, hard, cold and disbelieving, his posture rigid and leaning away from us, as if Sam was some horrid contagious disease.
As if he wanted nothing to do with her, as if he despised the very fact that she existed. It was all plain on his face, he didn't want her and I knew if I could see it, Sam could see it. She had always been better at reading people than me. I felt my heart break all over again.
I had never felt so helpless in all my existence. There wasn't a thing I could do. I wanted to go up and yell my lungs out at everyone, to press re-wind and have the situation play out again, like it should have. A meeting of joy and happiness not pain and regret. Everything was wrong, it was all going wrong and as I saw Sam run from the room, crashing head long through a wall, as the rubble and dust fell to my feet I felt my world collapse around me.
As I ran, ran away from all that was happening, tried to run from reality, I felt the floor fall out from under me and I sunk deep down into the dark abyss. With nothing to hold on to and no one to keep me safe, it was black and cold, it was the end.
I did the only thing I new how to do in a situation like this. I was numb, oblivious to the world around me, my mind still falling in the dark abyss from which there was no return. My body went onto auto drive and my strongest emotion took hold. I was feeling so many things in that second, pain, yes the pain was so intense, so strong it could have killed a human. And shock was there too, I still couldn't really believe all that had happened. Sadness was defiantly a part of it, I was the saddest I had ever been in my entire life, my overwhelming feeling of depression combined with the raw tears I knew would be flowing down Sam's face, had she been human not vampire. But the strongest emotion, yes always the strongest for me, was by far anger. I was so angry I could see nothing but a red haze.
My whole body felt like it was on fire, my every breath felt like a screaming blaze in my chest. I felt like the world was burning and I was the very core of that intense heat, like a time bomb waiting to explode. There was so much pressure, so much anger, heat, rage, and so much fire building inside of me I felt like it had taken over my body. I was not myself anymore, I was the flames.
In the corner of my eye, from the little sane part of my existence that had decided to stay along for the ride, I vaguely noticed that the room around me was on fire. Everyone else in the room was looking round in shock and horror. I couldn't feel their heat and it had nothing on mine. I took all that in a split second, none of it registering in my thought process, all I was, all I could feel, all I could see was anger.
I had to get out before I killed them all. Because right now I was more than capable of murdering a whole coven of fully grown vampires, hell at this very moment I could take on the Volturi. Because no matter what they did, no matter what happened to me, even if I was torn into a million pieces, even if I was burned alive, my anger would live on and I would not rest until all of them were dead. The very fire that I now held inside me was enough to keep me alive for 10 of my lifetimes.
But there was something stronger than the anger; it was always stronger than anything. Sam. She was my first priority right now, she needed me and I needed her. She came first, the killing could wait. I wanted to enjoy this. My thoughts were incoherent with anger.
I needed to let it out, I had to do something or even if I found Sam I would be of no help. I could feel myself shaking, the whole room vibrating with me, the flames wavering with the imaginary earth quake. My illusions were getting out of control. I saw the blood splatter the faces of the vampires. Another illusion of course, this one an illusion of murder.
Everything I flat, all that raged inside me was being projected out for the world to see. I needed to get a grip. I needed to find Sam. I needed Sam. I started to scream than. My words so infused with rage and fire that if felt as if they should physically burn everyone in the vicinity.
I didn't know who I was yelling at, if it was Jasper for all he had done to Sam, for forgetting her, for not wanting her, for leaving her, for breaking her. Or if it was at the Cullen's, for bringing us here, to this confrontation, destroying everything. Or if it was at myself, for not being able to do something, for just standing and watching as Sam ran away, for not being able to save her, to share her pain. Or maybe it was just at the world in general. Yelling at a God who I wasn't sure existed, one that gave Sam a new life of promise, hope and purpose and then let it all go up in flames right before my eyes. I didn't know at whom I yelled, but once the words started they couldn't stop.
I stared at the blond vampire before me with such intense hate that I felt as if my very gaze should burn him alive. He flinched.
"You," I said in a low, slow voice, so infused with hate and anger that it was deadly. I shook.
"You, are the most despicable," My voice got louder with every word, I was shaking, the flames intensifying, I was going to blow.
"Disgusting, Sickening, REPULSIVE, FLITHY, VILE, APPALING, LOWEST EXCISTENCE I HAVE EVER LAID EYES ON!" My voice filled the whole room, louder than anything else in a 10 mile radius, my every word shook with rage.
"YOU WHERE THE VERY CORE OF THAT GIRLS EXCISTENCE, YOU WERE HER WORLD AND YOU DON'T EVEN DESERVE TO BE THE MUD ON THE BOTTOM OF HER FEET. I CANT BELIEVE ANYONE AS REVOLTING AS YOU COULD BE HER BROTHER. YOU DON'T DESERVE TO BE ANYTHING TO HER. YOU DON'T DESERVE HER. IF YOU EVER HURT ANYONE ELSE, LET ALONE SAM FOR THE REST OF YOUR MEASLY EXCISTENCE I SWEAR ON MY LIFE I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND KILL YOU!" I couldn't say another word, I was beyond yelling, and I was beyond anything that made sense, any coherent thought.
I took in each of their faces. Jaspers face was blank, still in shock but here was something that had changed, a certain regretfullness that filled his features. He could regret all he wanted for all I cared. The young girl looked confused; I didn't blame her for not really understanding what was going on.
I didn't really get it myself. But there was a kindness to her eyes that made me think she felt bad for Sam. The kind woman's face was split between sadness and worry. Worry I am sure for her son and sadness at what had happened. She was leaning on the shoulder of the man next to her, the oldest out of all the men in the room.
She seemed to be clutching him with all her strength; she looked like she needed to support. The man looked concerned and had a calculating look on his face, like he was doing an intensely difficult math problem. It looked like he was trying to do an overview of the situation; to find a solution that would make it all better, that would fix all that had been torn apart.
But I knew there was no solution, nothing could fix what had been done. The beautiful blond one was blank faced, still as stone, but there was a slight annoyance to the way she held herself, a frown in her brown. I moved on quickly. Alice had eyes only for Jasper.
They must have had some kind of relationship because the way she looked at him way the way I had always dreamed of being looked at. It was like nothing in the world existed but him, he was her world, they were connected in a way I knew I never would be. I didn't need another reason to kill anyone in this room. I moved my eyes to the next person quickly, whipping the image from my mind.
I looked at Edwards face next. He had a look of intense concentration. I imagined with all the thoughts spinning round this room and all the panic and anger in them his head would be about as full as mine. Bella stood next to him gripping his hand tightly.
Her face a mix of sympathy and compassion. She was very kind and looked as if the confrontation had taken its toll on her emotionally. Lastly I glanced at Emmett, the one I had bonded most with during our short time together. He looked confused, many emotions playing across his face as if he didn't know which one to choose. I saw confusion, anger even worry flicker across his face.
I looked away, I couldn't become connected anymore to these people. I had to leave them behind, forget them like Jasper had forgotten Sam. I turned away, blinding my mind with anger, using it to drive me forward. All that had been was now behind me, all the purpose I had once had was drained from my life. For the first time in my existence I ran out into the world with no idea where I was going. No idea what I was running from, or running towards. No idea what tomorrow would bring.
I just knew I needed to find Sam. That was all that mattered, the rest could wait. And with that thought fresh in my mind, I left the Cullen's and all that had happened far behind. My world dissolved into colour and sound and the anger faded to determination, driving me forward, away from my past and toward my future.
And even though I didn't know what tomorrow would bring, I knew I would be by Sam's side. I ran deep into the forest, following a sent I knew as well as my own.
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