Chapter 2: Everything is Broken
Later on that day, I was talking with Leah Clearwater. She spoke softly and smoothly, like a wolf.
"Hello Leah Clearwater. That was a close call with the Volturi, would you agree?" I inquired.
"Yes Janisa De'Loreal."Leah Clearwater responded.
Flashback:
The Volturi looked around my office (where I work). She had a heated face, but cool to the touch, I think. I've never tried. Her lips moved swiftly to smile. But then she crooned: "I thought this was… her office… Janisa De'Loreal's?"
The zombie with the red cloak croaked "I want to die."
"Is this information… that you gave to me… is it? Is it flawed? Yes… yes it is." The Volturi said; her hair bun was hanging underneath the hood (that was attached to her cloak at the neck).
The zombie with the red cloak chanted angrily that "I do not know why it is not true."
"This is no good" she said. "We must check the closet… it is on that wall over there… see?"
She pointed with both hands, her fingers were long. She was wearing a black cloak, with a hood; her face was detached. The zombie with the red cloak was wearing no hood because he looked Catholic. He had one of the round things on his neck that priests have, like in that Dan Brown movie.
They walked up to the closet. They approach the closet, closer, closer, and then…
THEY OPEN THE CLOSET.
I was ready to shout but then Edward said (he was in the closet like before) that "no stay quiet" in a mental voice. We turned invisible using his Powers.
The Volturi looked into my office closet with zeal on her face. This is where I keep extra office supplies, I thought.
"I see something…" the Volturi said in a drone voice. Then she reached in… and grabbed a staple remover.
"This will come handily for torture… when I find her…" she articulated "… Janisa De'Loreal."
AN: To be continued… please review, Lord bless you and all his creatures.