I squeezed my eyes shut and then flung them open. A little too fast I feared as everything seemed to burn them. They were more sensitive now, I could see everything now. Every excruciating detail on everything, the faint scratches left on the walls by a bristle paint brush, the remainders of blood splatter on the walls. . I heaved in oxygen filling my lungs. I was faintly aware of someone murmuring right on time next to me.
My eyes adjusted and I felt put out by the deathly grays of the hospital room, oh how cheery, I wake up to this, great. I continued my gaze around the dingy, sardine can of an excuse of a hospital room. Then again I was a Jane Doe why waste valuable hospital equipment on me? that's when I saw them and I heard myself gasp in shock. There one who had touched my hand half crouched awkwardly next to my bed. He was tall; beautiful man, in fact they all were. He had shocking blonde hair that glittered with different strands if silken white gold. His eyes danced in a simple pool of liquid gold matching his hair, his skin shocking pale, and even in this faint light I could see it sparkled slightly. My eyes scanned him he was the one with the kind voice I decided. My eyes traveled from him to the tall, lean figure leaning against my wall. He was yet again beautiful, pale and had golden eyes, though his were growing dark with, what my mind told me was, thirst. His hair was a mixture of golden strands, and darker more brown strands that fell about his face. His hair longer than the last. I felt myself smile as I recognized him. the same underlying feelings of guilt drifted from his direction, and I knew he was the Texan. His appearance echoed my thoughts on his voice earlier. He was the one who look, and sounded like home. He returned my grin and I heard that annoying dark chuckle to my right. Ny eyes darted back over to the source of the sound to where velevet honey stood. My body wanted to gasp at his beauty, my heart to stammer at his god-like appreance, but my mind said no. I remained calm and curious on the outside but inside my body screamed with desire. The desire to have this rude angel as my own, the desire to make him mine. He was tall and muscular like the others around 6ft. his long legs in slim jeans that accented his prefect shape. A grey t-shirt that hinted towards his pale treasure like body underneath. Strong shoulders, long pale delicate fingers of a musician, the strong jaw of a stubborn mule. He had a slightly crooked nose, and lips that were slightly thin. His lips turned up in an amused crooked grin. His hair sat in a bronze disarray. Red browns, gold's and chocolates threaded in with his bronze strands of silk. His eyes sparkled with topaz like the others. He was, if it could even be possible, the more beautiful of the three.
Careful dear, remember what they are. They could mean to hurt you.
I took Mayas words with caution and found it strange how soon I had come to trust the voice inside my head, how quick I was to accept the insanity of it all. Vampires, humans, sprit warriors and werewolves, I now believed in the complete stupid hysteria and insanity of the supernatural. I was without a doubt crazy.
You trust me because I am you, and you are me. we are one. Your are not crazy my dear, you're just special.
Special as in retarded?
I scoffed and began tuning Maya out. She was more annoying than the sex god with the bronzed hair, who snuck in on my thoughts, but she was right. I needed to be careful, so I went with the same brave front I used in school. Cocking my eyebrow up into an arch, and maneuvering my features into a perfected brave, confident mask. I turned to challenge velvet honey.
"So you're the one who's been eavesdropping on my thoughts. A little rude don't you think?" I smirked at him.
Okay it wasn't my best quick, witty sarcastic comment but it would do. I made my point clearly, and funnily enough managed to wipe the smirk of his face. His face now sat in confusion as he stared at me, scrunching up his forehead, concentrating on something really hard. It looked as if he was trying to make my head exploded by using his mind. He made me feel uneasy, my stomach flipped in panic. My hands began to twitch involuntarily as they always did when I was nervous and panicky. A wave of calm tried to evaded me, I pushed it back. I always worked best under pressure.
"How..are you..I mean I was just able to.." Velvet honey stuttered, and the kind one and the Texan mirrored his confused expression.
"Just able to what?" I spat back at him.
He was getting on my nerves, and I was silently wishing I had stayed in my coma like state. His curious gaze turned into a death stare, as he meet my glare.
" I apologize for my sons rude behavior. We were simply trying to see if you were coherent. Like I was saying I am Carlisle Cullen and these are my sons Jasper Hale" He indicated to the Texan. "And Edward Cullen." His hand drifted over to velvet honey. I smirked at Edward before turning back to Carlisle.
"So what can I do for you Doc?" I already knew from his mind that he was a doctor, several times over. I also knew if I wanted to I could look into his mind and get all these answers for myself, but unlike some I don't like to pry.
"Well Heather, we are here to offer you help." He paused seeking my approval. I gestured for him to carry on.
"You arrived at this fine establishment two days ago, and since then have appeared to be in a 'lock-down' state. In which you could use your mind as normal but you were shut off from your body if you will."
I didn't really care about my medical history for the past two days, or the fact that no-one had come to claim me, or that I was found slumped outside. I was awake, relatively, for all of this.
"I'm sorry for what happened to you. You've been though quite an ordeal. All your bones were crushed, and broken when you arrived. You were cut everywhere, you've had the most excruciating ordeal."
I wanted to laugh, but kept myself composed as he continued. Carlisle didn't know how close to the truth he was.
"that's way Heather my family have come to offer you assistance. Edward here tells me you understand what we are, and you know of your own heritage as well."
I nodded in a simple reply and waited for his offer.
" we would; like for you to come join our family.." I cut him off by raising my hand shaking it slightly.
"how do you know my name and what I am?"
Carlisle shifted uneasily, he looked to Edward for assistance and then to Jasper. They both nodded, a silent agreement between the three.
"My daughter Alice, Jaspers mate, and see the future, she has told us all about you and your many lives."
I was gob smacked to say the least. That was anew one. No one has very had that ability before. I've met vampires who could read minds, control emotions, manipulate the weather, move things with their minds and many more extraordinary things but never the gift of prophecy. That was a gift that only every resided with me.
"Is she limited at all?" I was truly curious now about Alice and her gift.
"Yes, she can only see the future based on peoples decisions."
"Hm" was all I could murmur in reply. Her gift wasn't as strong as mine was, but she was very talented to stay the least, and judging by their eyes being topaz and nor crimson. I knew they didn't belong to the Volturi, but there was only one way I could be sure.
"Do you mind if I take a peek into your mind Dr Cullen?" I sounded a lot more formal than I had ever been in all my life. I was the socially awkward tomboy at school and home. I was immature and erratic. I was way too blunt and never ever formal. I didn't follow normal forms of etiquette, I was well mannered always but I would rather play rugby than paint my nails.
"By all means my dear go ahead." I smiled warmly before I launched myself into his mind.
Creeping in and out of his memories. Flashes of his London as a boy, then him being turned into a vampire as a man. How he found Edward, and then the kind hearted Esme his wife. She had a heart shaped face, rich caramel hair and soft topaz eyes. she was the mother figure within their coven and between her and Carlisle was amazing. So strong, so pure and unbreakable. Then I saw his eldest daughter Rosalie. She'd been changed for Edward but she displeased him. he was stunning, the most beautiful women I had ever seen. Eyes golden like the others, but with long legs, prefect curves and long waves of silk gold like Carlisle. I skipped ahead to where Rosalie brought home a dying Emmett. I felt myself gasped as I looked onto a vamp-version of the bloodstained man. He was big, muscular and strong. Kind of burly looking. Intimidating to say the least. He had curly brown hair like me, big soft dimples like me. we looked so similar. I smiled. Something that was becoming a habit of mine. Then there was the small black haired pixie that was Alice and the Texan cowboy Jasper and their addition to the family.
I knew their history so well it was almost my own now. Yes, Aro, Causis and Marcus were mentioned but it wasn't them who sent Carlisle. Maya's memories and knowledge I soon realized had become my own. I knew them as well as I did the ones I had actually experienced myself. I knew why they had come and I knew my decision.
Maya, am I doing the right thing?
No-one can be sure, but you're safer with them than without.
That was all I needed to make my decision final and clear. I tilted my sparklingly sapphire eyes up into the steady topaz gaze of Dr Cullen. As I opened my mouth to verbalize my reply, the gentle vibration of a mobile phone spread out in the room.
"Dr Cullen I accept."