A/N - WOOHOO! Normal keyboard! Jeez I missed it. I'm gonna do a double update today to make up for the whole holiday fiasco!
Tsubasa Suzane: Yeah!! Natalie and her power rule, so does Diana ;D
twilightandmaximumfreak: Oh I really do hate Gianna. Luckily she is not in the story anymore 'cos Natalie and Diana are too thirsty to be near her, shame, huh? And the revenge? I wrote that one whilst I was on the plane going home, I just need to type it up.
crazyladywithashovel: Oh, Natalie is so gonna have fun with her power! Mark my words!
Disclaimer: I'm fed up with trying to be witty. Look, I don't own twilight or any of its characters, can we drop it now? Before I cry?
Chapter 16 – Murder
As much as I wanted to, I couldn't resist blood forever. They didn't understand why Diana and I felt so adverse to killing humans; it had taken Diana 5 months before she had drank blood for the first time and she hadn't drank since, I was nearing 7. No one understood us, they realised that we wanted to hang on to our humanity, but they didn't understand why.
I think Demetri did, He didn't try to pressure us like the others. Jane was the worst; her awful, vindictive manner was horrible, and she especially hated us for being so against killing. Which she, of course, loved. After the night with the door no one had even tried to force Diana or me to do anything, they were probably scared that we would blind them or throw something at them – or just throw them.
Everyone seemed to be waiting for Jane to snap, she had very limited patience, and they appeared to be sure that either Diana or me would pay. I very much doubted it however. We could combat her little power quite easily, Diana could make her blind so she could see her target and I would throw her against something – preferably a large, hard wall – so that she couldn't concentrate.
A knock at the door caught my attention; no one ever knocked, they just walked in and hoped I wasn't too angry. I willed the door to open and carried on singing along to one of my favourite songs – If I Were In Your Shoes by You Me at Six. I heard a voice join mine and knew immediately who it was, no one else in the Volturi liked pop rock mainly due to the fact they were mostly over 100 years old.
Diana and me finished in perfect harmony, and burst in to giggles. The song changed to a more chilled out track and I grinned at her.
"All right then, besides from listening to my music what do you want?" I asked her. She gave an apologetic smile. Uh-oh, I knew that look.
"Sorry Nat, we have to. Aro's orders this time. It's either drink or…" She swallowed unnecessarily, she looked like she would have been crying were it possible. "He said its drink or die. They'll kill us, Nat! I know they will!" Her voice was hysterical and I believed her. I nodded glumly.
"Then we're going to have to drink, I just wish there some other way to do it… It doesn't feel right to me, how about you?" I felt the utter hopelessness and despair of our situation, I knew we were going to have to. She did bother answering me I already knew that there was no other way.
"When?" I asked her, my voice sounded unhappy, pained. I hated hurting people.
"In 2 days, at night-time of course. Now Natalie… we are being receptionists for today!" I groaned at her fake enthusiasm and she laughed. "You know you'll have fun! Come on, Nat, for me? Please?" her expression was pleading and she was giving me her best puppy dog eyes, She knew I was a sucker for guilt trips. I got up gracefully off the bed and grabbed my mp3 and its speakers without touching them, they floated alongside me and Diana grinned. We got outside the room and I closed the door as I was going down the first flight of stairs.
"Race you!" I called back to Diana and I ran down the stairs laughing, with my friend hot on my heels.
We got to the reception desk and made ourselves comfortable there, I was experimenting with making a pen write without me touching it and saying what I wanted it to write. So far it was working, Diana was very impressed and decided to do some experimenting herself, she was trying to scramble my vision so that I got a bit disorientated, it was working.
I sent the pen flying towards her head and she tried to catch it, I made it swerve in mid air. She flicked an elastic band at me and it hit my cheek, I just laughed - something like that was no match for vampire skin. The sound of the lift made me jump, I looked up to see a vampire walking our way.
He must have been around 17 when he was changed; he had the same beautiful, angular features, the milky white skin as the rest of us. He had tousled hair; it was an odd colour, almost bronze. But the most shocking were his eyes.
They weren't the red hue I was used to, or even black with thirst like Diana's and mine. They were a dark yellow, like molten gold. They absolutely enchanting, and at the same time, they scared me. This was obviously no normal vampire… maybe he was a shape-shifter? Or maybe he had contacts. I gave him my best receptionists smile, and worked to make my voice detached and polite.
"May I help you?"
He gave me a smile, but it wasn't right. He looked like he had given up, like he was broken inside. His gold eyes were pained, in agony. I wondered what had happened to him to make him feel like that.
"Yes, you can actually," he pulled out a crooked smile, but it still didn't make his eyes happy. "My name is Edward Cullen and I would like you to kill me."
This time the smile lit up his face. I was speechless; I just didn't know what to say to that.
Oooh. So Mr Cullen has decided to pay us a visit, has he? Plus if you are into tthe whole pop/rock music go check out You Me At Six, I love 'em! And sorry Tsubasa Suzane for the cliff hanger :D
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