A/N: So here's chapter 2 of this completely insane rpg! If you're reading this, I commend you and thank you for continuing to read this. Actually, it hasn't gotten that weird yet. But it will. Maybe some of you are banking on that and just waiting for the insanity. Well. There will definitely be insanity. Because it's pretty ADD. Also, I apologize if the characters come across as Mary-Sues. I'm working on making them… not Mary-Sues. Anyway. Here it is. Please R&R, I love reviews, and I don't want this story to feel neglected.
Disclaimer: All characters, with the exception of Marina, Crystal, Lilly, Sage, and several other characters, are the creation of Stephanie Meyer.
Chapter 2:
That's Our Girl
"Edward, Jasper and I are going to go into Seattle tomorrow. Do you want to come?" Alice asked of Edward, sticking her head into his bedroom.
"No, I don't, no, I think I should just stay here," Edward replied morosely, staring out the window.
"Okay," She left his room frowning. He hadn't gotten out of this funk since Bella left him for that guy in Arizona. She had to do something for him. She froze. She was having a vision. She saw herself outside the Chicago city limits. She saw herself standing at a tenement building; address 482 Washington Ave, talking to a brunette. Then she saw them, all of the Cullen children, except of course, Rosalie, accompanied by the brunette and two other girls Alice had never seen before; one was petite with long dark hair, the other taller, curvy, with white blonde hair and blue highlights. Everyone except Edward and this mysterious girl stood and left while they talked, and Edward leaned in and kissed her. And then a brief glimpse of the girl glittering. She had slammed into Carlisle's office before the vision was barely over.
"I had a vision," she announced.
Carlisle and Esme had been sitting and talking, faced away from the door. They turned towards her.
"What about?" Carlisle asked.
"I saw Edward happy with another girl, and she was a vampire." Alice was breathless, or at least, would have been if she weren't a vampire. As it was, she was nearly breathless with excitement.
"Do you know where she is?" Esme sounded as excited as Alice.
"Chicago. 482 Washington Ave."
"Then go get her!" Carlisle smiled.
"I'm going. I just thought I'd tell you first," she grinned.
Carlisle and Esme smiled.
"That's our girl," Esme gave her a nod of the head.
"Just don't tell Edward."
"Of course not."
"I can be back in two days. Love you!" Alice ran out of the room and down to the garage, throwing herself into her car and taking off at breakneck speed.
That night she reached the city limits, just as her vision. Once she found Washington Ave, she sped into a parking spot and raced up the steps. She knocked on the door.
Marina was up late. Not that it mattered. She was reading by the door. A knock came. She furrowed her eyebrows. They never get visitors. Never. She put her eye to the peephole, and saw a short girl of about her, ahem, age. She opened the door. There stood the girl, short and petite, with short spiky black hair and a pixie face.
"Hi, you don't know me, but you're coming with me," the girl announced. Marina cocked her head to the side.
"Um, can I help you?" This new visitor who seemed bent on telling her what to do intrigued Marina.
"Don't worry, I'm a vampire too," the girl said.
"What? Vampire?"
"This will be a whole lot easier if you don't play dumb. I don't have a lot of time, and I'm sure my brother's already suspicious. My name is Alice. I am a vampire. I live in Forks, Washington. I know you're a vampire. I'm psychic. I saw you glittering. I also saw you living with my coven. And I'm really not going to give you much of a choice. So, you can willingly come with me, or I can fight you and drag you there. But I really don't want to fight you. So you might as well come with me."
"And why should I just leave and come with you?" Marina asked, a little irritated.
"Please," her eyes were imploring, "Come with me. I need you to do this. You will be happy with us, I can promise you that.
Marina looked at her for a minute, and then nodded, "okay."
"Excellent," Alice grinned, "Tell your coven leader you're leaving, pack up your stuff, and let's go."
"Okay. Would you like to meet her?" Marina asked.
"Sure."
Marina led Alice down the dark hallway and stopped at a wooden door. She knocked. A voice responded.
"Come in, dear."
Marina opened the door. Inside the small office, a small, graying woman sat behind a desk facing the door. She had a notebook open, and a calculator in front of her. She smiled when she saw Marina.
"Marina dear. What can I do for you?" the small woman asked.
"Well, actually, we have someone here," Marina led Alice in, "This is Alice. She's a vampire too, and she's from Forks.
"Forks? That's in Washington, isn't it? What brings you here? I'm Mrs. Bennett, by the way."
"Actually, she wants me to... to come live with her coven," Marina said hesitantly.
Mrs. Bennett looked surprised, then a little sad. She smiled.
"Do you wish to leave then?" she asked.
"Would you allow it?"
"Of course. I want what's best for you," Mrs. Bennett smiled in a motherly way.
"If I might interject, I have very good reasoning for taking Marina. If I might have a moment with you, Mrs. Bennett." Alice cut in.
"Why sure dear. Marina, would you mind?" She gestured at the door.
Marina frowned. She did not like not being privy to the reason she had to leave her home. While Alice and Mrs. Bennett talked, she pondered whether or not to go. True, she had already told Alice she would. True, this would be great for her; she had never much liked staying in one place too much. But it would not be easy to leave Mrs. Bennett. She was like the mother she had never known. The door opened, and Mrs. Bennett gestured her in. She walked in. Mrs. Bennett smiled at her.
"Marina, Alice and I have talked, and it seems that it would be the best thing for you if you go with her. She offered some very compelling evidence," Mrs. Bennett rose from her chair, crossed to Marina, and hugged her, "We'll miss you here. But I know you don't like staying in one place for too long. And you can always come back to visit. So go pack your things," Mrs. Bennett smiled.
"If it's any consolation, you will see each other again," Alice stated with surprising certainty.
"Thank you, Mrs. Bennett," Marina smiled.
"Do you wish to say goodbye to everyone?" she smiled, but she smile didn't completely mask the sadness in her eyes.
"I think it'll be too hard. I'll just go."
Mrs. Bennett nodded. "I'll tell them at breakfast."
"Oh, actually, I'm glad you mentioned that," Alice began, "See, that's something we need to discuss if you live with us. See, we don't eat humans."
Marina turned to face Alice. Alice then noticed the tawny shade of Marina's eyes.
"Neither do we," Marina blinked.
Alice clapped her hands together and grinned, "Well, then, I guess we don't have a problem."
"Goodbye, Mrs. Bennett." Marina said.
"Goodbye dear," Mrs. Bennett replied and hugged her.
"Thank you, Mrs. Bennett," Alice inclined her head as a way of recognition.
Mrs. Bennett smiled knowingly, "Thank you, dear."
Marina walked out of the room with Alice trailing her. She led her up three flights of stairs to the fourth floor. At the fifth door in on the right, she stopped and turned the handle.
"This is my room," Marina said a little plainly.
The room was of decent size, with a twin bed and a simple, tall, wooden bookshelf, on which sat a small CD player, a sparse collection of books, some CD's, and some very old-looking records. Covering the remaining surface of the bookshelf was a wide array of different stones and rocks. Under the windowsill sat a flowerbox, in which grew a variety of herbs. On the wooden nightstand by the bed sat a lava lamp and incense still burning in a small pot. On the floor sat a small clear orb perched on a large wooden ring.
"It's nice," Alice said.
"Thanks. What'll I need?" Marina asked.
"Whatever you want. We'll take care of you."
Marina crossed to the closet and pulled out two blue tattered suitcases. She threw them open and crossed to the closet again, pulling out clothes; bright skirts, brightly colored shirts and scarves. She put them in haphazardly into the suitcase.
"So where'd you say you were from?" Marina asked.
"Forks, Washington."
"And what's that like?" Marina cocked an eyebrow.
"Rainy. Wet."
"Nice," Marina frowned.
"At least we can go out in the daytime. What's it like living around here, with all the humans?" Alice asked.
"Actually, we don't go out."
"What do you do for school? We go to school with everyone in Forks." Alice was shocked at the concept of not going out.
"Really? Actually, I've never been to high school." Marina was just as surprised with the idea of going to school with humans.
"Really?"
"Well, when I was human, my dad never sent me to school after 7th grade; we just traveled a lot. And when I was turned I continued to travel, and then I came to live here, and Mrs. Bennett taught us. So I'm not a total idiot, but I've just never been to an actual high school. And I guess saying we don't go out is a bit of an exaggeration, we go out, but it's during the night," she laughed, "like vampires."
"Wow," Alice breathed.
Marina zipped her suitcase full of clothes shut, and started on her other things. First she went to the bookshelf and started pulling off books, throwing them into the suitcase. First came a book on yoga positions, then a book on scrying, and then Locke's political theory.
"So what's your coven like?"
"Well, including me, there's six of us. We're really more like a family." Alice smiled.
"I get that," she said as several more books landed in the suitcase.
Alice continued to describe her family to Marina, and Marina finished putting her books away. Next, Marina's CD's were placed in the suitcase, followed by the tattered-looking records. Marina then moved on to her extensive collection of rocks and the herbs growing in the windowsill, wrapping those in a bag with the incense. Finally, she picked the crystal orb off the floor, wrapped it carefully in a blue velvet cloth, and set it on top of the wooden ring in the suitcase. Zipping the suitcase closed, she turned to the CD player.
"Oh, leave that. We have plenty, we'll get you a new one," Alice waved her hand as if to disregard the old-looking CD player.
"Thank you," Marina tilted her head, showing her slight surprise by someone who was practically a stranger first showing up at her house, telling her that she was coming to live with them, then offering to buy her a CD player.
"Do you even have a way to play those records?" Alice asked.
"Not anymore. My dad had a record player."
"Ah well, if that's it. Do you want your lamp?" Alice surveyed the room to see if there was anything else that Marina could want to take with her.
"No, it'd be a pain to take," Marina shrugged.
"Alright. Here, let me help you," Alice picked up the suitcase full of clothes and carried it out of the room. Marina, picking up the other suitcase, took one last look at the room and left, turning off the lights as she went. She returned to the main room to find Alice missing.
"Alice?" Marina called.
"Here," Alice replied.
Marina turned to see Alice standing behind her.
"Oh, I didn't see you," Marina furrowed her brows, thinking that Alice was definitely not there a minute ago.
"Let's go," Alice opened the door and pointed at her car, "That's me. Just throw it in the trunk."
Once they and Marina's suitcases were all in the car, Alice started the engine and headed out of the city.
"So tell me about you," Alice said.
Back at the Cullen house, Edward was feeling restless. Maybe it would be a good idea if he got out if the house tomorrow. He didn't have to be out long. So he left his room and went to Alice's room.
"Alice?" he knocked. There was no response. He opened the door. She wasn't there. After exploring the whole house, he went into Carlisle's study.
"Carlise?"
"Come in," Carlisle invited.
Edward walked into the study.
"Have you seen Alice? I wanted to talk to her."
"No, not at all," Carlisle replied in his calm voice.
"Esme, have you seen her?"
"No dear."
Edward frowned at them. He didn't think they were being all together truthful. First he tried reading Carlisle's mind. What he heard was a list of Latin words with more than four syllables.
"Abalineo, Abantiandes, Abbatissa, Abderitanus, Abderites, Abdicatio, abecidarium..."
Edward sighed. Next he tried reading Esme's mind. He heard a stream of French words that started with B.
"Baba, babeume, babil, babiller, babines, babide, babord, babouin..."
Edward sighed again, "Okay, thanks."
He left. They were definitely hiding something.