Penname: Javamomma0921

Derivative Fiction

Rating: T

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Phrase Catch: A little knowledge is a dangerous thing.

Revelations

"So you worked for the Volturi," Jas asked, chin lifted in speculation.

"Indeed," Eleazar responded. "They found my gift…useful."

"I'm sure," Jas allowed.

"And I'm sure you know they'd find your mate's gift particularly…useful."

A low growl formed in Jas's chest, his face clouded with anger at the suggestion that someone else might want me or be able to use me.

"That isn't in my future," I said.

Both men turned to look at me, one still angry the other curious.

"I looked," I explained. "Of course, I looked. I had to. There was a time when I thought it would be…prudent to enlist the Volturi's help."

Jas growled again and I instinctively took his hand.

"They're not evil, Jas," I said. "I know your past has taught you to fear and despise them, but for a time I thought they might be useful in bringing me to you. However, it would have been an ill-conceived and selfish plan."

"What makes you say so?" Eleazar asked.

"Think about what I would give them, the knowledge they would possess just by possessing me. If they found your gift useful, they would have found my gift indispensable. I suspect that their motives would not have been pure."

I could tell that Eleazar was mulling over my statement. He seemed to be sifting through his vast supply of memories in order to see if there was any truth to my musings. His lips turned down and he looked at me with thoughtful eyes.

"What made you think so?" he asked. "I don't doubt the truth of your visions, I just wonder what you saw."

"Of course," I said. "Like any person, human or immortal, the Volturi seek to use all of their advantages in order to achieve the most favorable outcome for themselves. The amount of power that they hold now is unprecedented; think of what they would seek if they had a psychic on their side."

"Indeed," he said. "A little knowledge is a dangerous thing…do you really think they might use your gift for evil?"

"Perhaps not evil, but they wouldn't have used me in a way that would help me achieve what my life is meant for. Does that make sense?"

I couldn't help but let my eyes drift over my husband, real and tangible and holding my hand. This is what my life was meant for.

"Yes, I can understand that," Eleazar said softly, looking over to where his mate sat quietly and observing.

"May we ask where you are headed now?" Carmen asked softly, looking directly at Eleazar. I recognized the look in her eyes. She had a general idea of what was happening.

"I've seen our future family," I said.

I walked over to her and knelt in front of her. It didn't feel strange to be kneeling in front of this enigmatic woman; she was strange and beautiful. I felt an instant kinship with her.

"They have eyes like ours and their leader is a blond haired vampire who has the kindest eyes I have ever seen."

"Carlisle," she said smiling. "Yes…that makes perfect sense."

She looked over at Eleazar and the sisters. They had all gathered closer around us. Jasper was just behind me and I rose to stand with him.

"Do you want to know about them?" Carmen asked kindly.

A/N: I guess I should explain about Carmen. If you've read Edward's story, you know that both Eleazar and Carmen are very special to me. I believe that although Carmen isn't given a "named" gift in the saga, I believe that she is talented. I think she has a general feeling for the future, maybe an overdeveloped "woman's intuition." I hope you enjoyedthis little exploration of that gift. And I realize I'm setting myself up for a headache by trying to sculpt what's coming next, but we're winding down here and there's some stuff I need to get in. So, damn it, prompts: COOPERATE! lol ~Jen