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Chapter-1: Intangible, Not Impossible

EPOV

As I walked inside the house where my family lived, my mind was bombarded with six different thoughts from six different vampires.

First off, Esme, Carlisle's wife and adoptive mother to the rest of us, smiled at the doorway where I stood. Now, all my children are home. Her thoughts were always of a typical mama-bear's—so to speak.

From her side, Carlisle nodded at me. Hope you enjoyed your dinner, son.

Oh, Dad, you have no idea, I thought to myself as I remembered the scared-about-to-piss-my-pants look on my recent victim's face just before I had sunken my teeth in his jugular vein.

On Esme's other side sat Rosalie, a snarky bitch Carlisle had saved a while back. She was my least favorite sister, but even I had to agree that she was damn loyal to this family—at least more than I was.

Rose just grimaced at me, not even attempting to hide her thoughts. All hail doucheward! The prodigal son has returned.

I just grinned at her in return. She was jealous of the fact that Carlisle always gave me a wide berth after my return. Suck on that lemon, sister!

Rose's husband and my favorite brother, Emmett's, thoughts were the most innocent ones. He just kept wondering why the hell I chose to drink from a blood bag when I could wrestle fully-grown grizzly bears and drain them instead.

Jasper just offered me a smile. You seem to be in a better mood, he observed, and I smiled back at him in response. There was absolutely no need for him to know what set my mood back to 'happy-Ed' mode.

However, Alice's glare saw right through all the bullshit. If looks could kill, I was sure I would've been a pile of ash at her feet, but thankfully, her hazel green eyes held no magical powers.

Why?

I answered her silent question with a shrug, as if to say, "Why the hell not?"

If it was possible, her eyes grew even darker with her anger as she walked toward me. "Edward, we miss your playing. It's been so long since you played Esme's song," she said in a casual voice. "Why don't you play it for us? I'm sure Esme would love to hear it."

I started to protest, not relishing the idea of playing the piano when I could just go back to my room and pop in one of my numerous music CDs before replaying the events of the night.

After a hunt, I liked to play it all over and over in my head so that the memory of the thrill still remained fresh in my mind until I hunted the next time.

However, before I could make an excuse, Esme turned her hopeful eyes on me and said, "That's an excellent idea, Alice. I'd love to hear Edward play for me."

Cursing Alice for putting ideas in her head, I smiled politely at Esme and then dragged my feet toward the black baby piano placed across the room.

"Have you composed anything new, Edward?" Carlisle asked me as I took my seat.

When I shook my head, Esme looked at me in earnest. "Honey, you can play the song you wrote for me. I always love hearing that one."

"As you wish, mom," I told her with a slight tilt of my head, making her smile brightly. I always wondered how she always stayed so contented with so less.

I didn't know if she still mourned for the baby she lost as a human, but her happiness at our simple address of her as our mother truly seemed genuine.

Just as I was opening the lid of the keys, Alice took a seat on the floor in between Jasper's outstretched legs, her eyes still determinedly focused on me. Fucking hell!

I knew that stance of hers. She was getting ready with her special inquisition technique reserved just for me.

I started playing the song and then allowed my fingers to do their well-rehearsed dance on the black and ivory keys as I searched her Alice's thought.

Like a wall in front of my face, her thoughts hit me with a smack.

Who was it this time?

I decided what answer I wanted to give her so that she would see it in her vision, not requiring me to utter a single word. It was the way we talked when we didn't want to share something with the rest of the family.

Just some poor fucker who turned up at the right place on the right time, I said in response.

I could hear the exasperated sigh in her voice when she chastised me; correction: tried to chastise me. I wasn't an easy bastard to be chastised.

Why, Edward? Carlisle listened to your demands. He slackened his hold on his principles and allowed you to drink blood from blood bags. Why do you need to hunt innocent humans?

Her question almost made me snort at her wording. Allowed me, Alice? Let me tell you, little sister, if I didn't want to come back, I wouldn't be here today.

That's exactly what I'm talking about, Edward. You want to be a good guy. You know you do. And despite what you think, you do love him. So why do you have to break his rules like this?

I shook my head as if I was shaking it in time with the music while in reality, I was shaking it at her. No, Alice. This is not about my disrespecting Carlisle. I don't despise him anymore for taking away my soul from me. Honestly, I don't. But that doesn't mean I want to drink that piss-smelling shit you drink to sustain yourselves. If I'm gonna be a vampire, I'm gonna be a real vampire.

Nice dig, big brother, she thought scathingly. But even if you want to drink human blood, what's wrong with the blood bag? You don't enjoy killing people, surely?

I felt a smile tug at the corners of my lips as I thought of how to answer her properly. I don't know about killing people, Alice, but yeah, I do enjoy the way the hot blood rushes down my throat as opposed to the cold, stale-tasting blood from the blood bag.

When I chanced a look at her, I saw her glare at me from across the room. You know you disgust me at times like these?

The tone of her voice made me grin a little. Then why don't you spill the beans on me, sister?

You know why!

I could see her jaw clenching with anger as she moved her eyes away from me.

Despite knowing it was going to be a low blow, I smirked down at my hands, feeling her eyes move back on me for a second.

Are you afraid Jazz is gonna hate you, Alice?

I could see her debating with herself whether she could rush up to me and slap me for a moment before piercing me with a cold stare.

I don't want to see the disappointment in his eyes for my moment of weakness, Edward. There's a difference.

I just shrugged because to me, those two situations didn't necessarily seem mutually exclusive. Then you should keep your mouth shut. Besides, I hunt away from home, and it's only once in a while. Don't worry yourself about me, little sister.

For the next few moments, she kept quiet, allowing me to hope that the inquisition was finally over … until her whispered thoughts reached me.

I can't wait till she gets here.

I snapped my head up from the piano as soon as I heard her. Looking sharply at her, I demanded, what did you mean by that?

She doggedly avoided my gaze and surreptitiously shook her head. Alice!

She flinched a little at my glower. She closed her eyes and gave up, agreeing to show me what she was talking about.

As I looked into her thoughts, I saw a brilliantly blue sky with soft clouds moving over the horizon. So she had a vision? I thought to myself before concentrating on what I was seeing.

Slowly, the gaze (which I think belonged to Alice) started to lower, showing a perfectly circular clearing filled with wildflowers. It looked like a meadow.

The meadow looked natural, not like the fake ones we usually see in people's backyards. The flowers covering the surface of the earth were purple, violet, blue and white. In spite of not being a poetic asshole, even I had to agree that the place looked beautiful.

As the mist started to clear from the scene, I could make out two figures sitting in the middle of the meadow. Their faces were very close—only a breath away from each other's. With their legs entangled, they looked like a couple desperately in love.

The man was kissing the side of the woman's neck who giggled and pulled at his hair in what I could guess is pleasure.

Alice, are you trying to tell me you saw porn today? I asked my sister cheekily.

Her answer came in a huff as she continued to show me the vision. Just watch, will you?

After another tug, the woman in the vision tumbled onto the man, making him fall flat on his back while holding her in his arms. Sounds of happy and contented laughter drifted up from the couple. And in that moment, I felt jealous of that guy—for having a reason to laugh so freely.

The woman dragged her hair over his face and finally lifted her head, allowing me to take a good look at the guy lying under her.

My hands stilled on the keys as I hit a wrong note on the piano. And suddenly, Esme was standing beside me.

"Edward, are you all right?" she asked worriedly, looking closely down at me.

"Yeah, mom, I'm fine," I replied, feigning a smile for her benefit.

Rose stood up from her seat and blew her hair out of her face as she grinned at me. "I'm sure he just fell asleep from hearing himself play, Esme."

I pushed away her cynical comment and prepared to continue playing when Esme placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Why don't you go up to your room, honey?" she said in her soothing motherly voice. "Thank you for playing my song."

"I'm sorry, Esme …" I started to apologize, but she waved it away.

"Go and read the book your father got you today. After you're finished, I get to read it," she said with a wink.

"Thanks, mom." Placing a kiss on her cheek, I stood up and with a nod at the room at large, I made my way up the stairs.

~*~*~*RoALS*~*~*~

I little while later I thought of what I had seen in Alice's vision. The woman's face had been obscured from my line of vision, but the man's face had been crystal clear.

The man who had lain there, looking blissfully contented, had a face I had seen many times … a face I was looking at right now … in the mirror.

The man had been none other than me.

"Edward?"

Alice's voice made me look away from the mirror. I found her standing in the doorway of my room, twisting her hands together.

"What was that?" I demanded of her.

She lifted her shoulder in a shrug and said, "What you saw was the vision I had today."

"But that's impossible, Alice!"

She shook her head at me. "No, Edward, it isn't. I admit the vision wasn't very clear, but I think it is clear that someone is going to come into your life."

"No!" I looked at her sharply. "No, Alice. It's not going to happen. I'm not … it's not …" I stopped, not finding the right words to describe my feelings.

She stepped closer to me and smiled meekly. "Brother, as much as I hate the way you act sometimes, I know you deserve love just as much as all of us do."

We stood there in silence for a moment, before she added, "I think she's gonna be your mate, Edward."

"But you said yourself that the vision wasn't very clear, Alice. I say that's still more impossible than the other way around."

She rolled her eyes at me and smiled. "You know when you get your head out of your cynical ass, you'll realize that intangible doesn't always mean impossible."

With that little riddle, she left me standing there, looking at the empty doorway with my mouth open like a fucking fish.

What the fuck was that all about? Who the fuck was this girl? I didn't know yet, but hell if I wasn't going to find out soon.

A/N: So … how did that go?

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As I said before, this fic is very AU. So despite being vampires they don't have red (in Edward's case) or golden eyes.

Song rec for this chapter: Burning In The Skies by Linkin Park.

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