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Bella's POV ya'll!

Rose, Ang; I just had the weirdest dream. I met a possessed girl named Alice. The demon possessing her was Jasper and he was…the only adjective to describe him was human. He was perfectly normal. When I first saw his spirit inside Alice, my first reaction was to rid her of him forever. I've never felt that way before and it scared me. Then, when he came out, I felt more of him.

Do you guys recall that when we see a fellow angel we can feel their light? Well, I think that when I felt Jasper's darkness, it felt so alien I needed to destroy it. But when he came out, I felt light within him. That's when I saw his love for Alice in his eyes. Love was his light. He loves Alice and she loves him, isn't that bizarre?

But then there's more. The portal you took me through brought me to this church in Forks. There was a lady named Esme on the other side. She was very nice to me and introduced me to Alice. However, I'm not exactly sure what she is. She looked human, but then she didn't feel human. (A/N: Utopias don't exist. Keep this in mind as you learn more about my angels. And yes Wolfember842, my mind is still on The Giver unit.)

I need to talk to you both more than ever, but I still have work to do on Earth and I'm curious as to what the Angel of Fate has planned for me. (Sorry, another A/N: the Angel of Fate isn't really, real per se; she's more of a legend/tall tale.) Oh well. I have yet to meet my father, but I'm sure Esme will help me find him. And I…how am I talking to you? I'm still on Earth, right? I got knocked out when Alice told me she could…oh dear lord in heavens above.

My eyes fluttered open to take in the sights in front of me. I felt so groggy. Angels had human characteristics to some extent; a possible side effect of generations of cross-breading with humans. For instance, angels do sleep, but they don't need it as much as humans. Four hours of sleep can get us through four days quite comfortably. Then, apparently, we could get knocked out. And even though we do need to breathe, we can hold our breaths for a good few hours. We are also immortal to an extent; angels can get flesh wounds but we're fast healers. So, as far as we know, we can live forever.

Alice, Jasper, and Esme were looking down at me with concerned expressions.

"Sorry Bella," Alice practically giggled, "I saw that you would have wanted to know as much as you could at once."

"I'm…I…" I began, "thank you?" I barely remembered my manners. There was a second of complete silence then Alice cracked up and Jasper joined her. Esme covered her giggles with her hand. Now what was I missing?

"I'm sorry Bella," Esme noticed my confused look, "It's just that, there was so much unnecessary struggle to get to this point and you…you're just…cooperating would be the best word, I think." I was still confused and desperately trying to catch on.

"It's alright Esme, I'll tell her. Nothing will surprise Bella after what just happened," Alice sobered up but was still bouncy with excitement; which wasn't saying much as she was always bouncy.

"Now Bella," Jasper addressed me calmly, "what we are about to tell you, you cannot relay back to your fellow angels, is that clear?" I was beyond words so I simply placed my middle and ring fingers over my heart.

Alice continued, "OK, so. I guess I'll start with my story. I'm Alice! But you already know that…

Now Bella, as I tell you my story, you must keep in mind that humans are different from your kind, even tainted like yourself, this will be hard for you to comprehend."

"Wait, tainted? What do you mean?" I asked.

"You aren't pure light. One of your parent's is human, correct?" Esme asked with a sad look in her eyes.

"Yeah," I replied somewhat nervously, "but what does that have to do with…"

"Nope!" Alice interrupted, "My story first!" As I was saying, I was born in Biloxi, Mississippi to the Brandon's; I was Marry Alice Brandon and I had a little sister named Cynthia...

…I don't remember much from what I like to refer to as my "past life", or my life without Jasper. We think the amnesia was a side effect of the possession. I…met Jasper when I was five. So, I was waking through the woods; don't ask me why, I wouldn't be able to tell you. Then, I came upon Jasper. His eyes were pure black.

"Please," he breathed, "you have to help me." I was scared, yet not for myself, but for him. He was wispy, almost ghostlike in appearance.

"Of course," I subconsciously found myself going closer to him. Jasper reached out his hand towards mine and when I grabbed it…I felt so much. He was inside me.

It hurt at first, but that was because we became one at that moment. In normal circumstance, a demon like himself would simply attack the person he was to enter, but not Jasper. He asked my permission, and I accepted. I saved him. Because of that, our connection grew strong, stronger than any in existence. Every thought that ever ran through his head became my own and mine his. Nothing was hidden from the other.

If a possession demon doesn't have a host for a long time, he grows weak. That was what was happening to Jasper. I saved him, and our unique relationship protected me from the most drastic possession effects, including death.

Jasper was older than me by about a quarter of a century and his wisdom aged my mind while in body I was still a five year old. Nevertheless, I thought my parents would understand my situation…and I went to them. I wanted to introduce Jasper. Their reactions were not what I expected.

"Honey, dinner will be ready in…" My mother's hand flew to her mouth and she screamed. Apparently, I didn't look too good. My eyes turned black and gazing into them, you could see Jasper's soul and there were dark bruises under my eyes too. Mom didn't like that one bit. Her screaming brought Daddy tumbling downstairs in his haste with a gun. Jasper didn't like that. Even then, he sought to protect me.

Dad freaked, even more so than my mom who was out cold by this time. He hauled me outside by the arm, threw me into the car and off we drove.

"Daddy, what's wrong?" I asked timidly.

"You freak! Demon! We are getting rid of whatever it is in you!" My parents were extremely religious, so they knew immediately that I was possessed.

"But…but Daddy, I want you to meet him! His name is Jasper and…"

"Don't speak of such abominations!" He interrupted coldly. And so, I started crying. I felt Jasper trying to calm me down and it worked to an extent, but the tears kept coming.

Dad took me to a church where he ordered the priest to do an exorcism. The flustered priest told him he couldn't and Dad just stormed off without a word and left me there. My own father left me in a dark church with some greasy old guy!

The priest, gripping a cross to his chest as if it would ward me off or something, mumbled at me to stay where I was and ran off making phone calls.

I was shipped in a crate like a dog off to Forks, Washington. Jasper was still weak and powerless to do anything about it. I can't count how many times he apologized for my discomfort on the ride.

Needless to say, I got dropped in my crate on the doorstep of this church. Carlisle found me and brought me in. By this time, I turned almost as crazy as everyone made me out to be. I practically attacked Carlisle, my savior! He patiently waited for me to calm down and when I did, he gave me food and listened as I explained what happened.

"Please, don't hurt Jasper, he's…special," I pleaded. Carlisle was my last hope. He looked as if he were stuck between a rock and a hard place. His eyebrows furrowed and he said yes.

"Alright Alice, I'll give…Jasper…a chance. But the minute your life is on the line, you understand I'll have no choice but to get rid of him," he told me seriously.

So later, I met Esme…

"…and I've been here ever since," Alice finished with a smile. As for me, I was on the verge of fainting again.

"Breathe Bella," Esme warned. I tried so hard to wrap my head around it all, but I couldn't. She was a child. They left a child alone. Those…things weren't parents. How could it be? If it weren't for all of the eye openers I've experienced in what, only the last few hours? I would have assumed this was all just a cruel, sick joke.

"Remember what I asked of you Bella," Alice reminded me, "keep an open mind. Humanity is not the pretty picture you've seen in your clouds."

"But, I have seen evil before! It's just," I couldn't find the right words.

"It's just different when you see if first hand. Trust me Bella, I understand," Esme told me.

"And you!" I suddenly realized, "Esme, I don't wish to seem rude or blunt but, you're different! I don't think you're human, and,"

"Ok, I guess it's my turn to tell a story," Esme's eyebrows furrowed, "Bella I…am an angel."

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"I'm an angel," Esme told me in a matter of fact voice.

"I really don't know how much more of this I can take," I warned everyone in a soft voice.

"Hang in there Bella, you'll feel better once you know everything," Alice piped in knowingly, Jasper at her shoulder was sending calming waves at me.

"Ok, but before Esme starts, what is with Jasper?" I asked. My politeness was all but forgotten by this time.

"I have the power to control emotions; I don't mean to pry, I'm just regulating the current atmosphere," Jasper explained a bit self-consciously.

"Alright," I nodded slowly. It was easier to accept everything if I didn't think too deeply on it, "Esme; your turn," I welcomed.

She cleared her throat and sat down beside me.

"Well, my story is fairly simple yet very controversial. I'm afraid it will cause you to question your lifestyle even more," she laughed nervously. "I was born in the clouds, like you. Mother angels and children gathered around and the sun shone down on me just like the others. I was born with my eyes open, just like the others. I had light in me. Just like the others. What I didn't have though…

"Where are her wings?" A little angel cried out in fright. Turmoil followed. My birth mother checked me all over but I was perfectly healthy. My father was human, but she was from a long line of angels: pure light. I was supposed to be perfect, but I wasn't.

So they got rid of me. Unfortunately enough, I remember each second of it.

"You," Mother sneered at me. We were far from away from any other angels and I was scared.

"You! You monster! Abomination! You were supposed to bring me joy but no. Where are your wings, Esme? I don't see them! How dare you even come into existence?" With that, she dropped me straight from the clouds down to the Earth.

But like I said, I was all Angel other than the fact I didn't have wings. My light shone out like a beacon on my way down. All things Light had the urge to protect me. Strangely enough, I was saved by a pelican on my way down. It scooped me up from the sky, hardly jostling me. I like to think someone was looking after me at the time.

The pelican left me on the doorstep of a family who has wanted a child for a long time, a Mister and Misses Platt. They were hospitable though very stern. However, that never bothered me. They were the first real family I ever had and I would be forever grateful to them.

I always strove to hide my angelic side from my parents. I thought they would throw me out like my birth mother had. I controlled my emotions so my Light wouldn't shine through and I resisted the urge to help. Everything was perfectly fine until I reached seventeen. As you know, that is when an angel is fully grown and matured. I was planning on faking a death or running away because I knew my parents would notice something…off about me; especially later on when I wouldn't appear to be aging. My plan was to start when I left for college. Mom and Dad however, had different ideas.

As I said before, they were extremely strict and with that, old fashioned. They arranged my marriage to Charles Evenson, a wealthy and well respected man from the area.

That left me extremely confused as to what I should do next. I didn't want to disappoint my family though I most certainly didn't want to marry Charles and my previous plans had to be put on hold. College was no longer an option, as they wanted me to wed right after I finished high school.

My time with Charles was life-altering. He was worse than I ever imagined. I felt Darkness within him, but I thought it was normal; all humans have some. Yet, he was nothing more than a beast. He violated me and abused me. I didn't know what to do. It lasted for several years and the monster was so proud to have a wife whose beauty never waned with age he practically kept me locked up all day as if I were a trophy.

I've tried running away but he always caught me. It was at those times that I regretted my own existence. I wanted wings. The wings I was supposed to have but was never granted. I don't have these regrets anymore but then…back then they were excruciating.

If I had wings I would have stayed happily oblivious to all, up in the clouds with the Mother Angels. I could have had a host and possibly a bond with a handsome archangel. These thoughts poisoned the inner recesses of my mind every night I was forced to endure with Charles. But there came a day when I received a perfect opportunity.

Charles left the window of our room open. The door, as always, was locked and bolted tight. The room was on the second floor but I was sure I could make the jump out the window. I had to. Even if I wouldn't make it; the thought of death was quite appealing at this point for me; I didn't care anymore. I jumped.

Surprisingly, I landed on the ground lithely and silently, barely disturbing the peace of even a single blade of grass. Because I never really looked into it, I had yet to discover the many perks of being of angel descent. This was but one of the many I stumbled across.

Elated at my escape, I ran as far away from Charles and Columbus, Ohio as I could. I stayed under cover of trees, planning my next move. I definitely couldn't go back to my parents; they would just send me back to Charles. I couldn't go to college like I originally planned because that would make it that much easier for Charles to hunt me down. My only option was to keep going and possibly find a small town that I could live out the rest of my existence in peace. A place no one has heard of or goes to.

Luckily the powers from my birth mother's side helped me stay strong. I was able to survive off of berries and nuts and none of the larger mammals meant me any harm. Everything was fine until my third day out in the wild. I woke up one morning and…I was pregnant.

"Esme?" I asked cautiously. Tears were streaming down her face and she furiously attempted to wipe them off to no avail.

"I'm sorry Bella. It's…hard to relive."

"So," I tried lightening the mood, "You had a baby?" Esme burst into tears again.

"I'm…I'm sorry! Esme! Please Esme! I'm so sorry! What did I say? Did I do something wrong? Don't hate me!" I began to panic. I looked around for Alice or Jasper for help, but they weren't there. I think they left to give Esme and me some privacy. I bit my lip and Esme kept crying.

"Bella," she began, "my baby…died. I spent six of the happiest months of my life in a forest somewhere in Iowa, waiting for him to come into the world. I was ready…to give up everything for him." Esme took in a gulp of air and continued more quietly, "And then…coincidently….three days after his birth he died. I couldn't save him from the demon. It just came out of nowhere and pounced on my little baby."

We spent an immeasurable amount of time just sitting there, comforting each other in silence. Esme was probably reliving that horrible time in her life and I was doing some serious reconsideration. There was so much I didn't want to believe. Esme was thrown out of the clouds. That just didn't happen back home. It couldn't. And then there was the darkness. It was evil, wasn't it? That was what I was raised to believe but—I took a look around—I've only been on Earth for less than a day and already I was starting to believe otherwise.

"And…and then I jumped off a cliff to kill myself," Esme proceeded to tell, "but I found out it is a lot tougher to kill an angel than a human," she gave a humorless laugh.

"I…then what?"

"Bella," she had a wishful look in her eyes, "you know, he had wings. My baby had wings. He could have had such a happy life as an archangel. I was going to send him up to the angels as soon as I could to protect him. That's what led me here actually. I was searching for a portal, or path of some sort to lead him up."

"How did you find this place?" I inquired with wide eyes.

"Well, you probably can't feel it now, but you will once you're more attuned to feeling the area around you," Esme tried to explain.

"Feeling?"

"Yes dear, that is, feeling the light and darkness around you. This church has an incredibly high concentration of light. That was what originally attracted me to this place," she sniffled a bit but otherwise seemed like she was done crying.

"Um," I felt bad for contradicting, "I don't know about that. This place actually doesn't feel all that Light."

Esme chuckled a bit, "Well, that is because all you have to compare it to is a place almost completely devoid of darkness, Bella. Compared to the rest of the world this church is…well…practically the gateway to heaven!" That made sense, I thought.

"Well, so after the accident," I began carefully, "you still went to look for this portal?"

"Yes," she replied, "I felt it as an obligation to my baby. I searched years for this place and when I found it…" A radiant smile crawled up Esme's face and I swore I saw the angelic glow about her before she gave a quick cough and it disappeared.

"Bella will you promise not to tell this to anyone," she bit her lip like a teenager waiting to tell her best friend a juicy secret and blushed.

"Of course,"

"I…I bonded with Carlisle."

I gave a huff, "Of course you did. You're a bonded couple, so what?" I almost rolled my eyes at her silliness.

"No Bella. You see, Carlisle doesn't know about angels." Esme's eyes were wide with worry. Bit by bit it all came back to me. The way she had that strange look in her face when I first met her and talked about bonds, and she even told me he didn't know about the angels, I realized.

"Oh my! But I still don't see the problem," I thought out loud.

"Bella. We are married and were happily married for a few years. But…Bella, you may not know this but in a human-angel bond, the angel can unconsciously…give more to the human," she blushed even deeper.

"What do you mean?" I asked
"Well, Bella I think I'm giving him immortality. Everyone thinks he found some miracle cure to aging but he hasn't. It's all me. I don't mean to but…it just happens! So I HAVE to tell him soon or things could get ugly." She brought her fingers to her mouth and bit into a nail nervously.

"Esme," I took her hand and looked into her eyes, "if you two love each other, you can tell him anything."

"You really are one in a million Bella," Esme commented with an incredulous look on her face, "you have a lot to learn about humanity. If only it were that simple." She patted my hand and sat there deep in thought.

"But," I began, "isn't it that easy? What are you waiting for? If anything, secrets bring people farther apart rather than closer together," I tried to encourage Esme, "you can't build a relationship over lies." I wagged my finger at her.

Esme was just about to rebuke when Alice walked in, Jasper in hand.

"I knew you could do it Bella. Now, sit there and look otherworldly. Carlilse will be here in about two seconds. Good luck Esme."

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