Chapter 6 is up! Hope you like it
What do you think of Lexi's gift, powerful enough? There are some Lexi pov's on their way, I hope you like her view on things.
I have this plot in my head, but I would love to hear what you think is going to happen in the following chapters. Maybe I can use some ideas ;)
Things were messed up. Everything was messed up.
" What do you mean with dead illusion?"
Confusion, a strong emotion that rules the Cullen house at his moment. I looked at Lexi, she just stood there watching everyone carefully to anticipate in case of any future-attacks. I could feel she hated it to be the main subject. All eyes were staring at her.
Eleazar was still in front of Carmen, protecting her with his body. If only he knew her illusion could spread itself. Shielding Carmen with his body was useless, if Lexi held a strong hatred against you she used it anyway. No escaping possible.
" She creates an illusion of death, deceives you with it!" Eleazar explained, his lip slightly pulled over his teeth in a snarl. His eyes held a strong hatred and fear. They screamed 'kill her'
I had to stop myself from snarling. I didn't like the idea that somebody saw Lexi as an enemy. It brought out the defensive in me, the urge to protect her against traits. Lexi was a sensitive subject for me.
Edward snorted : " Can't you see it? She has used it on all of us. Now think about what you've felt during that horrible scene. She kills the victim in his own mind, making him see his own death. The physical body is left in a vegetative, but alive state. You feel fear and pain as her illusionary self, kills you. You're paralyzed, unable to use any of your senses and your gift. You become shielded from the outside and the only thing you know is your own death. Over and over and over!"
I didn't feel so great, knowing Lexi was that powerful. I had volunteered for her to use her gift on me, thinking she could create other illusions like a peaceful field of beautiful flowers or a bright sunset. But apparently the only thing she could do was killing the minds of others. Fantastic.
I glanced at her, she looked smug, knowing the potential she had was incredible. She turned her head and met my gaze, her red eyes sparkling slightly as she looked at me and her lips pulled up in a sweet yet evil smile. She remembered my words.
" Eleazar how strong is she? We already know more than one person gets affected."
Eleazar grabbed Carmen's wrist, backing away a little more: " Strong! Everyone who is in her view gets probably affected. She holds great power. Keep her away from Aro, he will want her more than anything!"
With those words he and Carmen fled our house.
Lexi grinned: " Oh wow, this is one of the few times I'm actually innocent."
We all ignored her, there was a lot to think about. Lexi needed control over her gift, something she doesn't have at the moment. But with control comes practice. She needed someone to practice on. The reason why she was so content was clear. She had found her puppet to practice on.
" So when is gift training going to start?" she asked sheepishly, blinking with her long dark eyelashes.
I wasn't comfortable with the thought. But it was Lexi, I couldn't refuse if she asked me. I wasn't sure if I could refuse her anything. I had put her through all this pain and I would do anything to help her. So if that meant I would suffer my dead a couple of times and it would gain Lexi control, than I would gladly help her. Although I had to suppress the shiver running down my spine when I thought about it.
" Soon, I'm going to help you." I replied. She smiled at me, a smile that made my knees weak. Bright, beautiful and absolutely not with good intentions.
She clapped her hands: " Fantastic." In a flash she was back on the attic, watching her fight movies on YouTube again.
I gritted my teeth to prevent myself from growling at Lexi. It was my primal instinct to do it. My mind recognized Lexi as the threat who causes me severe, excruciating pain. My instinct said I should rip her to shreds and burn her because she does that to me too. But I couldn't. Not Lexi.
The thought of a dead Lexi - deader than she was now - was enough to make me want to kill the person who would even consider it. My mind reacted viciously to it.
She looked innocent at me, but under the surface I know she was laughing out loud. She enjoyed my pain, but once again it was what I deserved. I had once enjoyed something of her too. The memory of how she had tasted, the explosion of the most heavenly taste ever in my mouth, created a desire in my throat. I ignored it the best I could.
It was day one of Lexi's training and the fifth time she used her gift on me. Lexi's gift was triggered by anger, the primal rage to do others harm and thus keeping herself safe. It wasn't hard to make Lexi outraged, very easy to do so. Come near her and she was angered. Touch her and she was angered. The list went on and on. But anger wasn't a source she should use. The whole point of this exercise, my pain, was to gain control and when you were outraged control was the last thing you thought about. No, Lexi needed another source where she could put strength out.
Lexi's illusion stayed the same, every time the same scene replayed itself in my head. Edward's theory was that the illusion adapted to the person she used it on.
" Lexi, I don't think anger isn't the right way to trigger your gift."
She arched a dark, well-shaped eyebrow: " Why not? Anger makes people strong, fierce!"
" It's not the right way!"
The illusion came back, delivering a fatal blow. I was over after a few seconds, my body resting on the ground in a fruitless attempt to shake the pain away.
" You see Jasper, I already have control. What anger isn't good for."
A week had passed and Lexi already had a relatively great control over her gift. Ofcourse, there was always room for improvement. Anger was her source and it seemed to work after a week of intense, hour lasting trainings. Where it took others decades, even centuries to keep their gift under control, it took Lexi a week.
It was the week Eleazar had called us to inform that it was better to break contact with the family for a while. It was just a more polite way of telling us that they didn't want to see us anymore until we had dumped Lexi.
Dumping Lexi was out of the question.
It was also the week Lexi and I had a major battle.
Lexi said she had enough control and decided to stop the trainings. I still stick to the point anger wasn't the right way.
Lexi thought she was strong enough to give being around humans another try. She wasn't, not in her state. Luckily, we had talked it out of her head.
Lexi was thirsty and extremely moody because she had to go hunting with me. But she didn't threw a tantrum.
Lexi ran away once we were in the forest, running south were a group of deer was waiting for her. She was fast, one step of her was equal to two steps of me. I thought it was harmless. I was so terribly wrong.
The wind turned, blowing right in our faces, revealing the scent of a hiker near the border of Canada. Lexi tensed up, eyes crazy, lips pressed into a thin line, a pained look on her face. She stood perfectly, beautifully still. My nerves threatened to snap.
And then she let out a tortured scream and started to run towards the scent.
I couldn't follow her, her newborn strength taking her further and further away from me. Her delicious scent blowing in my face. Eventually she was out of my sight.
" Lexi!"
By the time I got to the mountain to save that hiker's life, Lexi was already halfway. Her fingers clawing into the rocks, driving her further to the hiker. She looked at me and started to climb faster. I couldn't get there on time. My own speed and determination took me in an impossible speed upwards the mountain. But I was too late.
I heard a deep scream, coming out of a man's throat. My nostrils flared at the smell of the delicious blood, spilled by Lexi. I hissed out, a weak attempt to suppress the pain in my throat and the desire to join Lexi on her blood drinking party.
" Lexi, no!" I roared, making her turn her body so her eyes were on me. Her teeth dug deeper into the man's neck, watching me with a vicious hunger in her eyes as I came closer.
The man didn't move anymore, Lexi's arms keeping him pressed tightly against her body. She lifted her head and dropped the man's body making it fall of the mountain. It hit the ground with a thud.
Her mouth was crystal red, her lips shining with blood. The idea of my tongue running across them was driving me crazy. She was a messy eater, all newborns were. A little blood spatter stick to the slightly purple bags under her eyes. She lifted her shaking right hand, bringing it to her mouth. Shock. She was shocked. This man she had killed was innocent. Ivy's father had been violent, but this man didn't deserve his death.
She started sobbing, sinking to the small mountain path. My hand went to comfort her in soft, rubbing circles on her back but she growled animalistic, grabbing the collar of my shirt and bringing me off balance. We fell together off the mountain. My hands were around her neck, keeping her snapping teeth away from my face. Her back hit the ground first, leaving it with a Lexi shaped dent. My hands grabbed her wrists before she would poke my eyes out with her long nails.
Her legs wrapped around my waist in a bone crushing grip, using every ounce of her newborn strength against me. My mind thought about this particular pose in a book named the Kama Sutra. I banned the heavy sexually tinted image out of my head.
Not with Lexi! Not with Lexi!
I could feel a few bones snap but I refused to let her go because of the pain. My own teeth snapped at her as a warning to stop this ridiculous fight.
" Stop it, Lexi!" She furiously shook her head " Stop it!"
Her body went still, her struggling stopped when she realized she was better off not fighting.
" I killed him. I killed an innocent man!" Her voice was shaky, hurt, like a wounded little animal.
" I know." I simply said, there was no point in ignoring her killing because it couldn't be ignored.
" You know!" She shrieked, my eardrums protesting against the awfully loud sound.
" Lexi, you can't go on with this… behavior. Let us help you. Let us help you become controlled."
She refused to look into my eyes. " Leave." She whispered.
My whole body went cold. She asked me to leave my family. The ones who helped me through a difficult period of my life. Who saved me from a destiny filled with pain and killing. To turn my back on them. The thought brought me almost to my knees and there was a sharp pain in my chest that I couldn't suppress.
Lexi was in pain. Her small body filled with that powerful emotion she couldn't handle. I will take her pain away.
My face was hard, my tone harsh. I couldn't help it." You're filled with so much hatred and pain. It's enough, I've done all I could think off. But I will do one last thing. I will leave my family."
It was better I was in pain than Lexi. The last thing I wanted was to see Lexi in pain. I was used to pain, my whole life I've known pain. The thought of a peaceful Lexi brought also peace to my mind.
Lexi was worth it. Lexi was worth to suffer for. I would do anything for her.
I stood up, not looking at Lexi: " Go back to the family. We will take care of the body."
She stared at me, chewing on her lip. She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something but closed it again.
She gave me one last look, watching me with surprise and something that resembled guilt. Her emotions were a mess. But one thing I felt clearly: regret.
It was too late for regret.
Tonight I would leave my family.
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