§Izzy§
"Excuse me?" I asked him, a little stunned. That was unexpected. Why would he want to possess me? He always said that he loved being dead and stuff.
"Can I possess you? Not for long, I promise! Please, please, please! I just want to eat!" We had a freaking poltergeist to deal with and he wanted to eat?!
"What the hell is wrong with you?! I could get killed and you want to possess me so you can eat?! And I remember you telling me about how you ate as a human, but I am fat enough as it is, I don't need you adding anything more on me! You are so selfish!" I said with a huff. The rest of the Cullen's looked on with confusion. I was surprised at how quiet they all were when I talked with Jamie and Cynthia.
"Oh come on, just for an hour! Please, I haven't been human in 14 years, I just want to…you know…please?" He asked, giving me the puppy dog eyes. I turned my head but he used his hand to turn it back. This was starting to get really annoying.
"Oh fine…but only for an hour. And I swear, if you do anything with my body, like getting a tattoo or getting drunk or running naked around the house, then you'd wish you walked over to the other side a long time ago. Remember, I can touch you now." He looked slightly scared and…disappointed. He was planning on getting drunk or something like that then.
"Could you guys watch over my body while Jamie takes over it. Its just for an hour. I don't want to wake up naked or with fake eyebrows or something like that." I asked the Cullen family in general.
"Izzy, do you really think that this is the right time for fooling around? We do have a poltergeist on our hands and we want to help you the best we can." Carlisle said. I looked over at Jamie, and he was looking thoughtful.
"He's got a point you know. This really isn't such a great time." I told him. He shook his head at me.
"But I could help them!"
"And I can translate everything you say anyway. So you wont be any more help."
"But it would be easier to explain stuff if I had my own body. Or…a body at least." He added hastily when he saw my glare.
"Do you honestly know more about Poltergeists then I do?" I asked him skeptically. He nodded his head vigorously.
"Like what?" I challenged. He looked thoughtful for a minuet, and then shrugged.
"Thought so." I said, giggling slightly.
"So, are you going to let me poses you or not? I'm not going to goof around or anything like that, I just want to help." he said a little annoyed that I was laughing at him.
"He wants to know if he can poses me or not. He knows just as much as I do on the subject, so it wont make a difference really. It's up to you. I don't really care." I told the Cullen's, leaning back into the seat.
"Will it hurt you?" Edward asked, concerned. I shook my head no.
"As long as I'm letting him do it, it won't hurt me. But when you don't want to be possessed, it hurts like hell." I told them, grinning slightly.
"Well, I suppose your friend is tired of not being seen for so long…are you sure he can help us just as much as you can? This is really important. We don't want to waist any time on fooling around." Carlisle told me.
"Yeah, he's been with me all my life, helping me with the Ghosts and stuff, so he knows everything I know. So, is that a yes?" Everyone looked at Carlisle, waiting for an answer. He nodded his head. Jamie was positively beaming. I got up and laid down on the floor, spreading my arms and legs wide.
Jamie was staring down at me with a grin.
"Remember the rules. And you are doing this to help, so don't fool around. You know what to do?" I questioned him. He frowned slightly. I propped myself up on my elbows.
"You have to push my soul aside first, and then fill up the missing room around. I'll let you know when I want my body back." I laid back down and closed my eyes. I felt him sticking his hands through my stomach. It didn't hurt, but it wasn't pleasant ether. I gasped when I felt him dragging my soul to the side, making room for himself. And after that, everything went blissfully dark.
§Jamie§
Yes! I was going to have a body again! Well, it wouldn't be my body, and I only had it for a few hours, but still. I could touch and hold things and drink and eat. Endless possibilities. Izzy's eyes shot open and they rolled back into her skull, and her body shook violently. I noticed that the lights in the living room was going on and of and everything was shaking, like some sort of earthquake. They all looked alarmed, Edward was half way up. But the others stopped him.
I jumped the last bit into her and felt my soul adjust to her much, much smaller one. I opened my eyes and looked around. Everything looked the same, but I could smell, feel, taste things I hadn't in years. I looked around at the family and sat up, beaming at all of them.
"Hey guys! My names Jamie, But I guess you already know that, huh? We should get started on working before Izzy wants her body back." I got up and sat down next to Edward, he was looking at me with awe and wonder, as was the rest of the family.
"Seriously, you guys, we really need to work. You can gape at me later, come on." I told them more sternly then I meant to.
"Izzy told me that you were usually all about fun and didn't like to work at all, what happened to that?" Edward asked a little suspiciously. I sighted and closed my eyes in guilt.
"I may have lied to Izzy about the reason I wanted her body for a few hours…but now that I think about it, I should of thought it more through." I muttered. I looked up at their livid faces.
"I just want to help, I promise! I thought that I could go and kill the Poltergeist when I had Izzy's body. But I just thought about it now, I don't know the rimes and what to do properly. I only know half the stuff that she does on how to get rid of it. I'm sorry I lied!" They were still looking mad as hell, and I was starting to regret ever becoming alive again.
"Do you know how much time you just wasted? Izzy could of gotten the rimes by now! What is she suppose to do tomorrow at school? Victoria is there, and non of us can do anything to help her if she's attached!" Edward yelled at me. His eyes were black and he was shaking with rage. I guess being in a girls body had it's benefits, because if I was a guy, I would be on the floor with a broken nose three minuets ago.
"I'm sorry, alright? I just wanted to help! You don't know this, but Izzy can't fight. She has problems walking straight because she's such a klutz. If I don't fight for her, she's going to die. The only thing in the way is her pride. She wont admit that she needs help- And she doesn't want you guys to get hurt or die helping her." They weren't pleased with me, that much was obvious.
"But we can help, right? There is a way for us to help her, even if she wont tell us." Alice asked. I thought about that for a moment. Was there anything they could do?
"Well, I guess the exorcism will be more powerful with more people. The thing is, I don't know if it will destroy you." I told them quietly. They were dead, after all, and the magic could take them into the other side with Victoria, dead but alive.
"What do you mean with destroy us?" Rosalie asked suspiciously. I didn't like her, she reminded me of the back stabbing bitch I once called my girlfriend.
"You guys are dead, but you still have your souls. You've died once, so I don't really know if the exorcism is the final thing for you, like that will kill you. You might be fine and walk away like nothing happened, or your souls will be sucked out of your body's and you'll die. Izzy won't take that chance, so you might as well forget it." I told them carefully.
"I don't think anything will happen to us." Edward said quietly. The others grunted or rolled there eyes, like this was one of the most stupid things they had ever heard, and they were going to hear it not for the first time.
"What do you mean?" I asked confused.
"Vampires don't have souls." I stared at him with raised eyebrows, wondering if he was playing dumb or if he really was that dense.
"Are you shitting me?" I had to ask, I mean come on! What sort of statement is that, 'vampires don't have souls.' Oh yeah, Pamela Anderson doesn't have implants ether! Yeah right.
"No, of course not. We're demons, we don't deserve souls."
"What you deserve and what you have is two very different things. Let me tell you something. Nothing, and I mean nothing can live without a soul, okay? You guys aren't really dead, just sort of dead. If you were really dead, you'd be six feet under the ground right now with your name on a stone, looking like Michael Jackson. You guys have to drink blood to survive. Why would you keep doing that if you were dead?"
"That was very wise." Carlisle said after a brief silence. I smiled smugly over at Edward. He was staring at the table, deep in thought.
I felt something inside me stir, and I knew that Izzy wanted to get out and control her body once more.
"I hope I see you again some time, it was nice meeting you. Please, tell Izzy what I told you, and try to help her the best you can, she really is a nice girl." I told them, walking over to the middle of the floor. I laid down on my back, falling the last way when I felt a particularly hard thug.
"Don't be so impatient, that really hurt!" I told her. We were battling over control of the body now. I wanted to see how strong she was if she was ever possessed by anyone other then me. I couldn't feel my right arm anymore, and I knew she had control over that now. I couldn't feel my lips anymore ether, so I knew she had them too.
"Jamie, quit with the joking, let me come out!" She yelled into the room. The vampires were looking at us with alarm.
"Fight for it Izzy! Throw me out of you!" I yelled back, just as stubborn as she was. She should know by now that nothing comes easy in life.
"I'll hit you Jamie, I swear I will!" she hissed at me. I smirked at that, because once I was out of her body, I couldn't feel a thing, but she could. And she would be the one with the black eye, not me.
"Give me your best shot!" I challenged. Her fist was only inches from our face when a white hand shot out and grabbed hers, right before the blow.
Edward was standing there, glaring down at us.
"Jamie, get out of her body. Izzy, your only hurting yourself by hitting your face. He'll be fine in a few minuets." He didn't let go of her hand, even after she stopped struggling. I left Izzy's body silently, not even bothering to say anything back. That guy was way to uptight. It wasn't like her nose wouldn't be okay again. Geesh, the guy couldn't even have a little fun.
§Izzy§
I felt the last part of Jamie leave my body, and when I looked up, I could see him glaring at Edward and muttering to himself about something I couldn't hear. Jamie could get like that, so I didn't let it bother me too much, he would get over it.
My gaze locked with Edwards for a second and I grinned up at him. His eyes fell down to my lips and staid there for a few seconds longer than necessary. What was it with this guy, did I have something on my face?
"Did Jamie draw a mustache on me or something?" I asked lightly, moving one of my hands, only to find my wrist trapped in his. He let go immediately, and I moved my hand to my upper lip rubbing it slightly and looking at it. Nothing came of, did he use a permanent marker or something?
"What? No, no you got nothing on your face. He didn't do anything to you." Edward answered quickly, helping me up. We sat back down again in our seats. The rest of the Family was smiling at us with stupid grins on their faces. I frowned back.
"Can someone please tell me what's going on? Did he make me do something stupid? He did, didn't he? Oh god, he probably danced around here like a fool." I muttered to myself.
"He didn't do anything, promise. Nothing happened…we just…pictured you with a mustache!" Emmett explained lamely. I raised my eyebrows at them, but didn't comment. I looked over at Edward to see that he was glaring at everyone in the room.
"Why are you glaring at everyone in the room? What the hell is going on?!" I yelled, drawing all eyes in the room to me, making me blush. I'm happy I'm one of those people who only blushes in the cheeks, and not the whole face…cause that just doesn't look good.
"Nothing, every one is just having thoughts on other things, rather then the problem at hand. So, Jamie told us you knew the rimes to an exorcism, and we were wondering if you could tell us what we can do to help you." Edward said politely, changing the subject before I could ask any more questions.
"He said that? If he did, he must of told you that you guys couldn't help. You are sort of dead, so you could be permanently dead you know. There is nothing you can do." I told them firmly. Carlisle had a thoughtful look on his face, and them his eyes lit up.
"Izzy, how does these exorcisms work? What sort of rimes are they? And what exactly are you doing to the poltergeist or the unfortunate soul that you exorcist on?" He asked eagerly, leaning forwards in his seat.
"Well…I have to make a mix, actually, it's a witch's potion. Anyway, I mix it up, and take it with me to the location where the poltergeist is staying. I make up a ring with the potion around myself, and I settle in the middle. When there is more people, we usually sit in corners, opposite each other. Then, as soon as I see the poltergeist, I'll start with the rimes. I say them over and over and over again, until the poltergeist is inside the circle. The words have some pull on the poltergeist. The poltergeist gets sucked away into some sort of light. After that, they're out of my hands. I can't help them further, but I don't think I have to ether. Because what happens next isn't up to me."
My explanation was met with silence. Carlisle looked like he wanted to shake the information out of me, just to get it faster.
"I have a few witch books at home, if you want to read them…its mostly on spirits and stuff like that, but I have a few potion books as well. Nothing on spells though, cause I didn't need them." I said casually.
"Would it be possible for me to get my hands on them tonight?" Carlisle asked like a little kid on Christmas. I noticed that Jasper was sitting up more straight now and looked at me expectantly.
"Carlisle!" Esme scolded him, hitting his arm. It sounded like to rocks being smashed together. He smiled at me sheepishly, but didn't apologize.
"They're under the floorboards in my room. Number 16 from the door." He ran out the door as soon as the words left my mouth, Jasper hot on his heal.
"I'm sorry Izzy, my husband usually has better manners then this, but he does love his books." I smiled at her, and she smiled back, relived that I wasn't angry. I glanced around and noticed that Jamie was gone, with Cynthia. I sighted, annoyed that he would be this easily upset. Knowing him he was home in my room, sulking.
"So, how did you get your hands on a witches book?" Alice asked casually. I looked over to her and smiled.
"I came a cross a dead witch when I was nine. I was on vacation on Jamaica, and the witch showed me her home. I had to let all of her animals free, so she could rest in peace. And as thanks for my help, she gave me some of her books. I took as many as I could, but mostly on stuff that I could use for myself. The house is still there, deep in the jungle. There is a spell around her house so only gifted people and creatures can come in, and those with bad intentions will forever have bad luck. Well, forever in as long as you live, which isn't more than a week." I finished my little tale.
Jasper and Carlisle came back with the books, cradling them like babies. I shook my head, this would take a very long time.
SORRY! I won't be back for five days people! I'm going on vecation, (Snowboard, YAY!) but i'm bringing my laptop with me, so i'll be able to write. There's no internet there though, so i can't update. Review!