Chapter five - Messing Around.
I managed to collect everyone outside, though some were more enthusiastic than others about it. Rosalie was the first to speak up,
"Why the hell are we out here?"
"Well, we need to be doing something, so I decided it'd be fun to experiment with my powers, to see what I can do. Does anyone want to suggest anything?"
"Turn invisible!" Emmett shouted enthusiastically at me.
So I focused on the environment, got in sync with it, and just pulled its cover over me.
"Woah." I heard him say, so I turned on the telepathy to see what they saw. And they didn't see me, which was pretty good. I released my grip on the blanket and it fell away. Even Rosalie looked pretty shocked.
A few more things were suggested – sight manipulation (which ended up with Emmett running into a tree, which was quite funny), levitation (and as I said before, I don't like heights so this wasn't so great), mind control (also a kind of spirit walk, which was very hard to get out of), and manifestation, which is creating things out of nothing. By that point we were fresh out of ideas, so we headed back inside.
"Ooh! You haven't even seen yourself yet!" Alice suddenly told me, with a big grin on her face, and took me upstairs. What was so amazing that I had to see right now? I knew that I'd supposedly be prettier, and paler, and that my eyes would be…
I gasped when I saw myself. Alice had done a full makeover whilst I slept. She'd even dressed me, which seemed quite weird, and,
"You cut my hair." I accused of her. I'd always liked having long hair, but I liked this style even more. It was layered, like all my friends had had. It suited me.
"You like it." I bet that she knew that even before she cut it. She would make an excellent hairdresser – she'd always get the perfect style. I nodded in response to her answer, and she grinned back at me. "I also changed your clothes everyday, and waxed your legs and any other disgusting bodily hairs."
Eww. Why every day? I wasn't even awake. But waxing… well, I guess it was the best point for it, seeing as any pain made by it would be ignored because of the venom pain, and as she'd stopped that… I wouldn't feel the waxing anyway.
It was starting to grow light now, so I decided to try another power. I headed outside, and Alice followed. She seemed attached to me, like a child to a new toy. I felt the heat as the first rays of sunlight bounced off me, and I looked down to check. I was sparkling.
I focused on the rays, and tried to deflect about a quarter of them from my body. My sparkling faded away, but it might not quite in direct sunlight. I store the 'black blanket' skill away for future use – especially for if I ever returned to human society. "Cool," was the shocked whisper I heard from behind me.
After that, life got pretty boring. Every so often someone would come up with a new skill to try, but otherwise we mostly moped around. I was through with the books that they had in their house within a few days, and they weren't connected to anywhere electrically, so there wasn't much else to do. So I explored.
At first, I didn't think that there was much to find, but after a few days of wandering around and pressing random cracks in the walls (you know, for secret passages and the like), I struck lucky. Hidden behind a mirror in what I assumed to be Bella's room, was a small alcove, in which she had placed a few things. There were a few pictures of her dad, her mum and various friends, and even some drawings. I think one of them was the Volturi- it certainly looked that way from the cloaks and the way they seemed to swarm across the picture. I could see another – a girl with long hair, probably Bree, sitting beside the fire of her coven. I never knew Bella could draw. Hidden behind them were four books – the Twilight books. Before I could lift one up, Edward was in the room and had knocked me to the side. Stupid mind-reading powers. I stayed sat down where he'd pushed me, as he flicked through the books.
"Everything, every little detail,' He continued to murmur as he scanned through the books. As he started to get up to go downstairs to show the others, I stopped him.
"Don't show them yet. What if Aro reads the others?"
"Like he doesn't already know." He muttered back at me.
"He likely doesn't – he's more interested in the factual side of things anyway, and Bella will have probably spun the same story as she did to you."
Although he didn't seem completely convinced, he put the books back away where they'd come from, and we replaced the mirror.
Life slowed down almost to a halt. Days were spent moping, hunting, or play-fighting with the others (for those of us that were brave enough to do it). I managed to create a blast-type power – a bright white glowing sphere that hit like a speeding rock or exploded to cause powerful shock waves, but it never seemed to affect me. It could be useful. Nothing much else happened, until a few days before they came, when Alice had another vision. A few more, actually, as my brain considered plans.
"You can't"
"It's only one choice of many, and I don't know which one I'll go for at the moment – maybe I'll even let them decide."
She looked a bit worried, but not enough to chain me down (believe me, if she thought I was going to do something stupid, she would).