A/N: So, this isn't the best chapter I've written, but it's necessary. Check out the links for the new people on my profile. I can't describe people worth crap, so I'm going based on the pictures.

"Let it flow through you. Feel the energy. You and it are one. Feel it all around you. Feel it move. Find the wind around you. Now after I've stopped talking, wait a few moments find me, and push."

There was silence as I focused on feeling every air molecule in the air. I could feel where there was empty space-the air just flowed. I could feel where the trees were-the air bended around them...and I could feel where the air broke and surrounded Aaron's body. I focused on defining and contracting the air around him for a moment and then gently pushed the air against him.

I opened my eyes to find a stunned looking Aaron a good 8 feet away from where he had been.

Well I thought I had pushed gently.

He got up after another moment of shock and jogged over to me.

"Very good Bella. You're control is so much better."

"Only with the wind."

It had been about a 2 weeks since we had started training. I had almost perfected controlling the air and a little bit of the water.

Aaron was both worried and relieved at this. Relieved because I wouldn't go floating off into the air bit worried because this seemed to confirm whatever he thought it meant.

He had yet to tell me what exactly that was.

"We can only take this so much at a time, Bella. You're the only one who has these-these occurrences that I've walked through the process. I've only ever seen the ending result. If you try to learn all of this at the same time, it'll all blend together and you'll end up out of control."

Did he stutter on occurrences? Did he think it was something else? Great, more of the knowing what's going on and not telling Bella thing. This was a bit different, though. Had he confirmed whatever it was that he thought I was? Were his tests done?

I hadn't realized I was lost in my head until he spoke, pulling my out of my musings.

"Hey Bella, you done in there?"

"What?"

"You were a bit lost in your head. Just wondering if you were done yet…"

It wasn't really his fault that I was upset. Okay, mostly but not completely, but I still glared at him. I was irritated. True, I could control these occurrences and life was getting back to normal besides that, but these lessons made me stressed beyond belief.

Then again it might be the part where I knew he was-well, not human. Whatever façade he had going on, this situation with these occurrences was making him forget about it. It was very stressful.

He sighed as I continued to glare. "Bells, I know you're upset but I promise it will be worth it in the end." He flashed me a smile that made it so I couldn't stay mad. Dang him.

I sighed in defeat and he flashed a triumphant smile. He put his arm around me and led me over to his car.

"Now why don't we go home and get you some hot chocolate huh? It's a bit chilly."

I leaned back and smiled as he started driving. It was nearing Christmas and I was excited despite all the confusion going on with Aaron. Who wouldn't be? I mean, hello it was Christmas here.

I nearly melted in relief when we walked into the warm house. I didn't realize how cold I actually was until the warmth hit me. I smiled and skipped into the kitchen with Aaron close behind.

He grabbed a pan out of one of the cupboards and filled it with water and began to boil it before he turned to me.

"Has there been any weird occurences going on with the water or anything?" How odd that he looked more concerned with my control-or lack of it- with water than he had when I had started floating through the air.

"Not really, no. Except when I get angry. Then sometimes water will explode in somebody's face but they're never hurt or anything." I smiled at him angelically.

He rolled his eyes at me and smiled before he turned back to put the cocoa in.

"So no one is ever hurt?"

"Nope. They don't suspect me either. I mean really who would? I'm just a kid."

"I barley believe it and I'm guiding you through it."

"Exactly. So, no, they never get hurt. But I'll get mad and throw my hands up and it's be like BOOM!" I yelled throwing my hands up in imitation; I was actually kinda surprised some water from somewhere didn't go up.

I sighed and slammed my hands back down to the table; watching my hands.

"HOLY CRAP!"

I jerked my head back up to see Aaron covered in coca water.

He looked up at me so bewildered I started laughing. After a moment of scowling at me, Aaron joined in. After we had controlled our laughter, he mock glared at me.

I smiled sweetly at him. "Hey, talk about the doings of the devil, and his doings shall occur."

He looked at me oddly before shaking his head. Basically saying, "Whatever you say, Bella."

I stood up from my chair. "I'm going to the living room." He grunted an affirmative.

I went over and grabbed one of his picture albums and started looking through it. I was about half way through it when he joined me.

"So you found that book, huh?"

I smiled. "Yep. Who is everybody?"

He smiled and pointed to a picture. "Well, that's obviously me. I'm playing catch with my brother, Jason." Jason didn't look too much like Aaron really. Except for the dark hair. He looked like he worked out though. (Picture on profile).

"I was 10 and he was 15. He was teaching me how to play catch. He laughed every time I dropped the ball. Now I can throw harder than him."

He flipped the page and pointed to another picture. "That's my sister Leslie. The one I've always been on the phone with. She's a pain in the butt, but I love her. She always tries to see things from all sides before making a decision. She's 3 years older than me." Leslie had long brunette hair than went a couple inches past her shoulders. She was beautiful. There were two pictures. Once with her, Jason, and Aaron…he was in there twice. And the other was of just her smiling at the camera. (Picture on profile).

I pointed at a picture on the other page. The one with him in it twice. "Why are you in this picture twice?"

I was surprised he didn't bring the house down he laughed so hard.

"Bella, that's my twin Emmett." His face grew somber. "He went out hunting one day and never came back. We don't know what happened to him." There was a slight tightening in his eyes that made me think he had an idea of what happened but I didn't press the issue.

I was also starting to notice that the pictures were in white and black. "I'm sorry."

"Hopefully, wherever he is, he's happy. That's all we can ask for."

I turned the page and the album nearly fell out of my hands. For starring back at me was an angel. There was no other way to describe her. She was gorgeous and had the type of body that was on my mom's magazines. Her hair was golden and gently cascaded down her back. She wasn't looking at the camera; she was looking at something else. But she was utterly, completely, and undeniably the most beautiful and gorgeous creature I had ever seen.

He seemed to be waiting for me to say something. It took a moment to find my voice.

"You're…related to an angel?" I asked breathlessly.

He gentle laughter shook the couch. "She's not related. And I know she looks like one, but she's not an angel."
"But she's gorgeous."

He grinned. "I know. I wanted her for my girlfriend at one point but I never got to meet her before I figured out she was seeing someone. About a week before her wedding, she disappeared. I hope she found Emmett; they would be great together."

I was looking at the picture when I recognized a car in the background. I didn't know what it was; but I knew it was from the 1930's. And they had color pictures back then. This picture was not in color. None of them were. I didn't let Aaron continue explaining his family to me. Suspicion had settled and I was becoming more and more anxious.

I started to become even more suspicious as I continued to flip through the pictures. They were all black and white. None were in color. I don't care how old he was-there should be some color pictures. Of him and his siblings especially. My great-grandparents had color pictures. But they weren't. Every picture was black and white. I closed the book and slowly looked up at him as he reached for it.

"What are you?"

His eyes widened briefly before the tightened. He was on defense now and we both knew it. He set the album on the table in front of us before he turned back look at me.

"Aaron, you're different." I stood up so I could look at him on the same level.

"Don't be stupid, Bella."

"I'm not being stupid! I know you're different!"

I glared at him and he glared back.

"You are being utterly ridiculous Bella. I'm just like everyone else."

"Yeah? Is that how you're so much better at everything than everyone?" I demanded. He was going to tell me what he was.

He rolled his eyes and stood up from the couch. "Its called talent, Bella. I'm the same as everyone else."

"You're stronger than my dad."

He rolled his eyes again as amusement danced bright in his eyes. Like he was enjoying some private joke. "I've lifted weights. Just cause someone is older doesn't mean they're stronger."

I glared at him as I internally seethed as his words.

"Stop pretending Bella. You're making a big event out of something you've imagined."

My anger burst into high gear as he finished. He opened his mouth to speak again but he never got to finish.

As my anger peaked, the room burst into a full bright orange flame.

Fire.

A/N: So, I didn't want to do this but the lack of response is discouraging. So I have to get three reviews before I update. Is that too much to ask?

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