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Chapter Eleven: A Rose Pricked with her own thorn
B Pov
"Tell me Kate, have you ever dreamed of immortality?"
The two smiled at me, drawing closer like the group of humans. They may not have been vampires but they would be soon enough. Covens like this chose specific dates to change the ones they pick. Now all I have to do is make sure I get picked and allowed into the inner circle.
"When haven't I dreamed of it?" I laughed. The tension seemed to seep out of the room gradually. Jessica smiled back, a pleased smile telling me that that had been the answer she was looking for.
"Then we'll just have to show you then…"
"Oh and how are you going show me that?" I purred back. The two flashed identical grins.
"I like you, Kate. You've got potential. Why don't you come sit with me for a bit?" Though it was phrased as a question it sounded more like an order. And seeing no choice in the option, I let her lead me over to the lounge she had been sitting on and sat the two of us in one. Her blazing eyes were burning holes right through me but I didn't look away. I tried to look like someone awed- as most hallows and indos alike are used to.
"Tell me about yourself, Kate. I imagine you already know what we are, correct?"
That wasn't a surprise. Damien was a vampire and if he suggested me to other vampires, they normally assumed I knew.
"Well I grew up in Manhattan all my life."
"Excellent."
It was now already one in the morning. I danced a little, talked a lot, and all together made sure I was noticed. And I was. As I mingled with the other girls, I started picking up on how new they were the world of vampires.
But I wasn't ready for the sudden change in plans.
"Ladies!" Jessica called over the small group of girls. Someone turned down the music but everyone's attention was turned onto the two vampires who were smiling at the group in a hungry sort of way.
"Tonight, you get to see how we live," Maria purred. Excited cheers came from every direction and I found myself not having to work hard to seem excited. This was a good thing. If I could get close enough I may be able to-
"…since there are so many of you, we've brought in a few friends to help…" The door that led back the main room opened and seven female vampires strode through with confident expressions.
They stood beside a few girls and led them to chairs and couches I hadn't noticed before. The girls who weren't picked groaned.
"Don't fret; we'll pick more of you later." Jessica looked at me then. "I think Kate will be our last tonight." I smiled broadly but inside I felt my heart thundering loudly.
"You won't regret this!" I laughed as I stepped off the raised platform dance floor.
"I already know I won't."
E Pov
It was getting late. Elizabeth had cancelled our date, so obviously I went to check on her. But when I found she wasn't at home, I began to wonder where she was. Was she hurt or dead or worse? If she wasn't here, where was she? And why did she lie about needing to study?
That's what I found myself asking as I crept through her open window and into her darkened bedroom. All around me the soft scent of freesia floated through the room like waves of light perfume. Though it was dark I could see a tall bookshelf with many varieties of books in alphabetical order. I laughed to myself quietly when I saw an almost hidden Dracula novel.
Her bed was covered with a tasteful black and white bedspread with matching pillows. But the room had little else. No personal effects or anything.
But one solitary laptop sat on her desk. Papers were scattered across the surface as well as a few pens here and there.
I know I shouldn't have but my curiosity was getting the better of me. There wasn't a doubt about the fact that I was in love with Elizabeth but she was always so secretive. She was always busy at night, except for the weekends and left school without explanation. Like today, or yesterday according to Elizabeth clock (3 in the morning), she hadn't shown up for class but I remember seeing her this morning in the parking lot.
I picked up a few of the papers, none of which made any sense. Each paper had what looked like initials on it as well as a location. All of them had red letters stamped across them.
Completed
What did that mean? Upon further inspection, I noticed that there was only one that didn't have "completed" stamped across it.
M.S and J. H. Manhattan, New York.
Things kept getting stranger and stranger.
"What are you hiding, Elizabeth?" I said to the empty air.
It was going against all of my better judgment but I did it anyway. I opened her laptop, which appeared new and high tech. More so than I had seen on any recent models.
As soon as it turned on, I noticed a file on the desk top, one of the only ones.
Assignments
I had a gut feeling that it didn't mean school assignments. I clicked it and watched as the file unfolded before me. I only paid attention to the most recent. An e-mail that had been sent from a C.S to Isabella Swan. Then how did Elizabeth get this?
Target(s): Maria Stars and Jessica Hopkins.
Description: Maria- 5'9, dark brown hair. Usually sporting designer clothes and high tech cell phones.
Jessica-5'4, short purple hair. Usually seen in darker or black clothes.
Location: L.A Hot Spark underground club, Manhattan, New York.
Objective: Get close to the two and watch carefully for coven movements.
And there were more a lot like it. I couldn't believe my eyes. Did this mean Elizabeth was some sort of spy or assassin? And most importantly, how was she connected to Isabella Swan, the most infamous vampire hunter ever?
I was about to leave and tell Carlisle what I found when I felt something sharp against my neck.
"Move and you die, Mr. Vampire," growled a voice from behind me. I looked at the mirror beside Elizabeth's desk, and saw my reflection. Behind me was a very tall woman with dark hair. She held a silver dagger to my throat.
"If you know what I am then you know that a knife won't kill me," I replied coolly.
"Oh this isn't any ordinary kind of knife." A girl opened the bedroom door, carrying the same type of weapon.
"Who are you and what are you doing in Bella's room?!"
"What are you talking about? This is Elizabeth Marigold's house! What are you doing here?"
"Marigold?" They asked at once.
"Mom, let him go." I whipped around and saw that Elizabeth had somehow managed to slip into the room unnoticed by any of us until she stepped past the girl.
"Elizabeth, what's going on!?"
"Bella?" The woman asked.
"Lower your dagger," she commanded in a stern voice. Slowly, I felt the knife drop away and the woman take a step back. Before anyone could blink, I had Elizabeth wrapped protectively in my arms.
"Get away from her!"
"Everybody just relax!" I looked down at Elizabeth and noticed that she was glaring at the other two. "Obviously I have some explaining to do but just let me have a second to chill. I've been busy…" she sighed and put a hand to her temple as if she were getting a migraine. I let her go slowly before she sank onto the bed. The two women sat on either side of her, shooting icy glares at me. "Just don't kill each other."
"Elizabeth…?"
"My name isn't Elizabeth Marigold." She sat up slowly. The woman put a hand on her back, steadying her. I saw that she was twice as pale as she normally was and she had numerous cuts all over her arms and legs. Ranging from shallow to deep.
"What?"
"This is Vivian Smith, a friend of mine and Morgan, my mother."
"But your mother-
"Died? I know, she's my adoptive mother."
"But how-why- What the hell is going on?!" She looked at me with knowing eyes.
"I love you, Edward but that doesn't change who I am. My name is Isabella Swan…"
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