SMeyer i DO NOT care about resume or whatever the FUCK that babies name is, jacob DID NOT imprint on her, imprinting DOES NOT exsist. jacob fell in love with the "Light red-gold hair, fair skin, a few gold-colored freckles sprinkled across her cheeks and nose, and eyes the color of cinnamon" girl named Lizzie.
I haven’t read breaking dawn or seen the movies so forgive me if this is a little misinformed but
I’m getting kinda tired of y’all saying Edward is “prochoice” and hating on Rosalie for being “prolife”
Edward may have supported abortion (when it benefited him) but he did not give Bella a choice on pretty much anything.
1. He didn’t want Bella to become a vampire.
Yeah yeah, I get he didn’t want her to be damned or whatever but it was her choice. Yeah he eventually turned her but it wasn’t on her terms. She wanted him to bite her, a painful process yes, but it’d be over pretty quickly. But his refusal to respect her choice caused her months of suffering and an agonizing death, where he didn’t even bite her.
2. He didn’t respect her choice with the baby.
This is where y’all try and say he’s being prochoice with wanting her to get an abortion but
Forcing someone to get an abortion is not the same thing as being prochoice.
There are plenty of “prolife” people who have forced their partners to get an abortion.
If anything, Rosalie was the most prochoice in that situation. Yes she was doing it for selfish reasons but also because she knew what it was like to have your choice ripped away from you, and she was the only person who stood by Bella’s side in her decision to keep the baby (*cough* demon spawn but whatever)
These probably weren’t sm*yers intentions but this is how I interpret it.
A message to what little is left of the twilight fandom.
Guys where are you? It's been a full 11 years since this book was published. If your still there. I have a question.
How did ya'll survive being a part of this hated as fuck fandom? Please share your magical secret with me because damn the hatred leveled on me for liking the book about sparkly vampires is unreal.
I mean look. I get that the book was problematic and had a lot of flaws. I never said it was perfect. None of us did. But DAMN the fucking HATE was something I was NOT PREPARED FOR!
Like when I was younger I LOVED THIS SERIES! And I was supposed to eventually age out of it and have nothing but fond memories of it and enjoy the fanfiction but shit that's SOOOOO hard to do when you're the twighard retard that's the but of every joke there is.
Listen. I'm not blind. I know the whole thing wasn't great but people are out here acting like it was the worst thin ever since global warming and slavery. And i'm like WTF? Why ya'll so damn pressed about this book?
This fandom used to be such a fun, light hearted and romantic place to be in but in less then 5 years it's turned into such a shit show I don't know how to cope.
I know I should hate this damn story but damnit I LIKE IT!! I don't hate it. And ya'll got me out here feeling like a retard because of it.
I'm only bringing it up now because Robert Patterson has been set to play Batman. His first Major role in a big movie in a while.
Like over the years the fandom has been able to repair itself and has matured but the entire shitshow that was Armageddon for the twilight fandom may happen again now that Robert is batman.
A large reason as to why the fandom has been able to repair itself was because eventually people forgot about us and because of that we didn't have to deal with attacks from all sides of pop culture on how stupid, childish, problematic and teen girl our shit was.
Don't get me wrong. Robert is a phenomenal actor and deserves every accolades and opportunity that will come his way. I was so happy to learn that he was gonna be batman because I already KNEW that he was gonna be a spectacular batman but now after thinking about it I've realised that i'm not ready.
I'm not ready to be the but of all the jokes anymore. I'm not ready to be the twilight retard again guys. I'm not ready to cringe everytime someone makes a remark about how shit this fandom is.
I liked twilight. I'm still really fond of it. I didn't mind the ending. I don't hate the character Renesmee even if she is as people like to call her a projection of SM's pro life agenda. I wasn't all that offended by this book.
What about you guys. What do ya'll think. I wanna hear your thought and comments on the Armageddon of our fandom and how it's about to happen all over again. And chill. You're on Tumblr. You're anonymous. No one's gonna call you hard on being a twilight retard in real life over what you're gonna post as a reply to this.
Emberly and Alec attend the ball, old friends are seen and also we get a very big development going on!
Warnings: Forced sexual/vampire actions onto Emberly. Nothing detailed, they don’t get far.
Chapter 14 (I know the last one was short but I need this to get moving)
-Alec third person-
Alec walked down the halls, his usual disinterested stare upon his face as he rounded the corner and towards the desk to see the secretary.
“Rachel,” Her blonde head, bright blue eyes staring up at him in curiosity. “I need your help.”
She smiled, red lipstick on her lips as a light blush coated her cheeks. “How can I be of help Sir?”
“Get these for me. Take them to my room as soon as you get back.” He slid a piece of paper to her, walking away from her, knowing she’d get right on it for him. Rachel was german, with no family left, but she was human and usually prepared Emberly’s meals for him, so he knew she knew about her. He also didn’t have to worry about Rachel draining her dry.
Alec made his way into the throne room, standing beside Caius in his usual position. He leaned back against a pillar, hands in the pockets of his black trousers. He wore a dark grey button up shirt, tucked into his pants, and a black jacket. He looked bored, uninterested as he looked around. He reached up and ran a hand through his hair, noting how long it was starting to get. Perhaps he’d get it cut.
“Ah,” Aro sighed, looking up from his book as he seemed to ponder something.
“What is it, brother?” Caius responded, glancing over as Aro shut his book.
“It’s almost Renesmee’s birthday.”
“And?”
“We hardly see the child, nor anyone else for that matter...perhaps a party should be in order.” Aro thought to himself, a bright look adorned his features as he stood. “Yes! A ball!”
“We’re throwing a ball for that hybrid?” Caius looked at Aro like he lost his head, which he most likely was close to doing with how old Aro was.
“No no,” Aro shook his head. “We just simply, invite them. Stating we want to check in on the child, see if she’s a liability. We can invite some old friends, see fresh faces.” Aro looked around at the silent room, “It’s been awfully quiet these past years.”
“Alec,” Alec looked over to Caius, walking around to stand beside his master’s chair.
“Yes, Master?” Came the calm reply.
“How is your pet?”
“Emberly is...better. The voices and shadows have stopped, due to Carlisle’s medication. She, however, is still restless. I had Rachel go get a few things for her to occupy herself with.” Alec answered, hands clasped behind his back as Caius furrowed his brow.
“What things?”
“A few sketchbooks, art supplies, and a computer.”
“A computer?”
“Yes, she misses music.”
“What if she contacts others from the outside?” Aro inquires, lifting an eyebrow as he continues, “What if she tries to use it to call for help?”
Alec smirked, “I have confidence she won’t.”
“Oh?”
“She’s in love with me.” The three master’s smiled, but Alec didn’t know the true reason behind their large grins and shared looks.
“So, you trust her to attend the ball?” Caius asked, and received a nod.
“She will be on her best behavior, I can promise you that.” Alec smirked, glancing into his Master’s eyes. “It won’t be long till she’s with child.”
-Emberly’sPOV-
I jumped as a loud knock came to the door, my heart starting to race as I watched the knob twist and in popped a female face. She was pretty, with thick blonde hair pulled back into a perfect bun. Her eyes were blue, surrounded by thick black eyelashes. I could see them from here. Her lips were a ruby red, her dress tight and black, her heels the same color of red as her lips. She was human, judging from her non-red eyes.
“Hello?” She asked in a thick accent, and I raised my eyebrows in surprise.
“Hi?” She smiled at me, stepping all the way in and walking towards me with a vibrant smile. She was beautiful.
“I brought you these.” She told me, placing a large bag on the table along with a box. I walked over, confused as she smiled at me and waited for me to open them. I pulled open the bag, peering inside and gasping. Three sketchbooks, each a different size, along with pencils and colored pencils. I looked up at her with a shocked expression. “Sir Alec asked me to bring those to you, he also left this for me to give to you.”
‘I know you miss your old luxuries, so here are a few that I know you will love.’
-Alec
I opened the blood red colored box and nearly screamed. A mac laptop was sitting inside, ready for me to use and practically abuse.
“Th-thank you so much!” I looked up at her, as she was quite tall with her red pumps. “Who are you? I’m sorry...I just-don’t see many people.”
She smiled, her cheekbones high and defined, “My name is Rachel, I am the secretary.”
I gave her a hug, “Thank you, so much for this, Rachel.”
I opened up the mac, getting myself all set up as I looked at the gloriousness that was technology. How I missed it. The mouse pad, the click of the keys, and the sounds-oh the wonderful sound of windows.
When it was set up, I plugged my camera’s memory card in, transporting all my pictures onto the computer in a file. I cleared the card, and placed it back into my camera with a smile, now I could take more photos of Alec. I bit my lip as my eyes scanned over the email bar, wondering how long it took my friends to get over my disappearance.
I breathed in deeply, “They aren’t looking for you Em, get over it.” I muttered to myself and opened up youtube, typing in some classical music and laying down, allowing my eyes to close as I listened to Bach and Mozart.
“Little dove…” A voice called from the darkness, then I was being shook. I opened my eyes to see Alec leaning over me, sitting on the bed. Music was still playing, this weird song called ‘A witch's Brew’ with eere flutes and such. I paused the video and smiled warmly at Alec.
“Thank you,” I said softly, “For everything.” I was still lying down, curled up and looking at him as he smiled. It wasn’t a loose smile, like those ones you give when you get a present and you forgot to get one for the other person. It was...warm, and it reached his eyes, making eyes squint and very light crow's feet appear in the corners of his eyes. It captivated me, seeing him give me such a smile. Knowing it was me, that did that.
“I want you happy.” He stated truthfully, before looking into my eyes.
“What?” I ask with a laugh, a light blush warming my cheeks as he continued to stare.
“There’s a ball soon, and I wanted to know if you would like to attend.” He stands and rounds the bed to walk towards his dresser, and leans against it. “My masters would love to see you there, but if you feel uncomfortable by it, I won’t force you.”
I sit up and shake my head, “I like parties...but I can’t dance.”
Alec smirked, “I can teach you.”
Chapter 15
“Alec, I feel silly.” I mutter, looking down at the black dress he had me wear, something other than his shirts, and he had even gotten Rachel to come take my shoe size and get me heels to learn to dance in. “I, I am not a dancer.” I stopped when he laughed, coming towards me after hitting the play button, the music started with a some soft tune, a cello or violin, I wasn’t sure.
Alec put a hand at my waist, and I gasped as he pulled me close. “Put your hand in mine, and the other on my shoulder.” I shakily did as told, looking up into his face as my heart hammered in my chest. “Relax, dove.” His charming smile and amused tone made me flush, and I nodded my head.
“Okay, um...what do I do?” I asked, “Are we waltzing?”
“Yes,” Alec nodded and I took a deep breath.
“I’m gunna fall.”
Alec chuckled, “I will catch you.”
We moved slow at first, obviously out of step with the music, but as we progressed in the box step, and he saw that I was getting the hang of matching his strides, he sped us up to the music. I never looked away from his eyes, the music flooding my ears as my heart beat fast. He spun me around, then I gasped as he dipped me. I clutched onto his sleeve, staring up at him in shock, as he grinned down at me.
“You’re a natural.”
“Thank you…” I spoke as he let me back up and kissed my hand.
He looked up at me, a serious but vague expression. He got this odd look, something that I can’t place. He pulled me gently towards him, his free hand coming to cup my cheek. His skin was cold, as usual, and it made me shiver as his fingers threaded in my hair. My chest was flush with his, and I rested a hand on his arm, the other still clasped in his.
He leaned in, his forehead touching mine as he gazed deep into my eyes.
My heart pounded in my ears, my stomach swirling in excitement. This was it, he was going to kiss me. He breathed in deeply, his eyes suddenly going black and he backed away with a growl and stormed from the room. My vision blurred as I tried to control my breathing, he rejected me and now I feel like such a fool.
-Day of the Party-
“Alec!” Jane speaks as soon as she opened the doors to the throne room. The small sixteen year old, frozen in time, scowls at her brother who stood behind Caius’s chair. “What is the meaning of this?”
The three masters looked on in confusion at the two twins, one looked ready to kill while the other held a charming smile.
“Dear sister,” Alec walked forward a little, his hands in his pockets as he tilted his head in mock confusion. “I’m not quite sure why you’re upset.”
“Don’t play coy with me Alec! I was just informed I have to help YOUR human get ready for the party!” Jane glowered at him, her bright eyes unblinking as Aro and Caius shared smiles. “She’s not my charge, why don’t you get her ready for the ball?”
“I thought it’d be good for you,” Alec shrugs and gives her a smirk, “you seem so down lately, I figured some girl time would suffice.”
Jane gave him a deadly look, before she suddenly got this surprised and amused look on her face.
“You don’t want to be around her.” She began, making Alec glare at her, her lips pulled at the corners. She looked proud of herself, “You love her.” She teased, not meaning one word of it and as she gave a laugh, she missed the looks on the leader’s faces.
“Alec,” Aro put in, looking at the boy with a indifferent expression. “Will you go check on the party? Then make sure all the invitations have been sent.”
“Yes, Master.” Alec was gone after that, leaving Jane with a narrowed look.
“The rest of you may leave,” Aro commanded as he looked at Jane like a father who was about to scold his daughter. Jane stayed still, knowing she wasn’t meant to leave. “Jane,” Aro began as everyone was out of the room. “You know why I chose Alec?”
“Because of his gift,” Jane states, keeping her head high and voice even. “He is powerful, and loyal, he wouldn’t turn you down.”
Aro smiles, “Very good Jane.” He shifted in his position, “But…” Jane furrowed her brow, confusion written on her face. “When I told him to choose, it was because I knew he wouldn’t pick just anyone.”
Jane’s eyes flashed, “His mate.”
“Precisely.” Aro nods, “Alec is different however, he does not know these feelings he will harvest for her as of yet. Since his transformation, he’s despised all human life and anything but you I suppose.” Aro commented, not really sure if he was getting his point across from the narrowed eyes of Jane. “Emberly is his mate, but the life Alec has lived has dulled his emotions my girl.”
“So you're saying he doesn’t know how to love?”
“He can, and he will learn.” Aro replies, blinking with a small smile at his lips. “Emberly’s his La Tua Cantante.”
“How can he control himself then?” Jane inquires, wanting to snort and tell them they are wrong but she refrains.
“Everyone’s La Tua Cantante is different my dear.” Aro explains, talking slowly and quietly, just incase someone from the hall would happen to hear. “Edward wanted to kill Bella at first, but then he grew to love and protect her instead. Some drain them dry before they even have a chance to know their names...and others have a different reaction.
Alec is possessive of her, doesn’t want to share her with anyone.” Aro’s voice drifts, as if he’s remembering something in a far off dream. “When he returned we saw her once, just to show us what she looked like. Then, he kept her away-just for himself. He lusts after her, wants her in every way I’m sure.” Aro gets an evil smile, thinking back to how vicious his prised guard is with a woman, and sometimes if Alec’s feeling up to it, a man. “Emberly brings out the predator in him. He’s able to control himself, but as of lately he’s not so sure.”
“I’ve notice he’s going out to feed more often.” Jane inputs with a nod, and then smiles. “So he’s falling in love?”
“Maybe, but he will for sure.” Aro then looks serious. “We mustn’t tell him, Jane dear.”
“I understand, Master.” Jane bows respectfully at Aro, then stands straight. “He’s not going to let her die, is he?” She says almost like a fact, but the twitch in her brow indicates it’s a question.
“I’m afraid he won’t, he’ll crumble under the thought of losing her.” Aro dismissed Jane and she turned on her heel, making her way to her brother’s chambers to get the girl ready for the damned party.
Jane walks right in, not bothering to knock, and doesn’t miss the sound of the shower turning off. As she closes the door, the bathroom opens and reveals Emberly in a fluff black towel, the human screams and holds her chest.
“Are you alright?” Jane questioned as the girl seemed to take deep breaths to calm her rapidly beating heart.
“No, I’m fine…” Emberly gave a weak smile, “You just startled me.”
“Alright, well I’m here to get you ready for the party.”
The girl’s eyebrows rose, “Um, not to be rude but who are you?”
“Jane,” She smiled, “Alec’s older twin sister.”
“He’s a twin?” Emberly asked as she walked towards Jane.
“Yes, now come with me.” Emberly flushed and looked down, her towel still securely around her body. “Don’t worry, no one will be in the halls.” She followed Jane down the hall and into a room just two doors down. “This is my room.”
-Emberly-
It was large and a lot brighter in here than Alec’s room. The walls were a creamy beige with a hint of peach, the walls had a light blue wallpaper design as well, complimenting the room in making it seem much larger than Alec’s. Her bed was similar, as it had a large canopy with light peach curtains, the inside of the canopy was a light baby blue though. She had a bench at the end of her bed, soft furs and fluffy pillows decorating that. A blue bench was sitting in between the bed and a peach couch that held blue pillows. She had a lot more furniture in here than Alec did, and I could tell instantly it was a girl’s room from the rather large collection of old dolls that were held in the open door to my right. She had a small room just for dolls; probably the most adorable and creepiest thing I’ve ever seen. She had a smaller window that Alec did, but she had a medium sized desk with books and papers stacked neatly beside one another, a rather old looking ink pen with a ink bottle. On the right side of the window was a large vanity, a very large and victorian looking mirror hung on the wall with gold trimming. On the other side of the window, was a small dresser.
“It’s a lovely room,” I compliment and turn to see her already at the vanity, waiting for me to stop staring at her room.
“Thank you, now come here.” Her voice is lighter in tone, as if she’s actually in a good mood. I’ve seen her before, in the large throne room with those three leader’s Alec calls ‘Masters’ and yet she’s never smiled. She always has a blank look or scowl on her face, but she’s always beautiful. I sit on the cushioned stool and she stands behind me, looking at me from the mirror.
“What types of stuff do you not like?”
“I don’t like bold looks...I usually go for the natural looks.” I say and she smiles.
“I love the bold look.” I look at her black eyeshadow, with her black winged eyeliner. It brings out her ruby red eyes.
She quickly started to apply my makeup.
“Jane?” She hummed in response, “Why am I here?” She stands straight up, looking at me with a frown as she holds a brush and contour kit.
“Why do you ask?” She tilts her head.
“Alec won’t tell me, and I’ve asked him a few times...he always avoids the question.” I look into her eyes, seeing a wave on confliction wash over her features before she gives me a smile.
“You don’t have to worry, nothing bad is going to happen to you here Emberly.” She patted my shoulder lightly with chilled fingers, “Now hold still and pucker your lips.”
She had done my makeup, and when she spun me around so I could see myself, I was in awe. I looked beautiful, with a natural contour, just to bring out my cheekbones, a light blush, and an ‘on fleek’ highlight. I had a soft red makeup as the base but then there was light gold on top, a dark red for my crease. Black mascara and no eyeliner. My lips had red lipstick and I felt a little weird as I don't usually wear lipstick.
“Now,” Jane says, and round me to get a brush, she started to brush my hair. “I have no idea why humans feel the need to change their hair.”
I laughed, “Because some people like to have different colors...I changed mine because I thought my natural hair didn't suit me.”
She looked at me, “You shouldn't change it again.” I laugh lightly, not really sure how to answer that. She brushed out my hair, and I noticed it had actually gotten a little bit longer. How long have I been here?
“What's the month?”
“July.”
“I've been here for five months?” I asked, and she nodded. I sat still as she started to braid and twist my hair. It was a beautiful job; my hair was braided into three pieces on the top which was then twisted into a large bun. Then, the rest of my hair was down in natural waves that reached my mid back.
“It's beautiful,” I say quietly, sending her a smile through the mirror. “Thank you Jane.”
She nods, though as she turns I see a proud look in her eyes, her head held high as she picked up something that was hanging over a set of three screens to change behind...what in the world were they called? I stand and gasp when I see the dress she's holding out to me.
“Here you are.”
It's red, a deep rich color, like the darkest roses you can think of. It was lace around the top, and it fell off the shoulder to long sleeves.
“It's…” I couldn't even put words into my mouth about how gorgeous it looked. “I can't wear that.” I shake my head, not even wanting to know how much it cost.
“Yes, you will.” Jane stated and comes towards me, “Alec didn't have this specifically made for nothing.”
“It was made for me?” My eyes were wide with shock, and I heard an angelic chime, she was laughing at me.
“Of course.” Jane smirked, “Only the best would do, you should have seen the others he turned down; said they weren't good enough.”
“He-I…” I couldn't think of what to say. I took the dress and she helped me into it, the dress fit perfectly and I wondered when he got my measurements.
“Beautiful.” Jane says stepping back and I look up at her.
“Really?”
“Yes.” She turns and walks to her mirror, “Now, sit there and don’t ruin my job.” She looked at me with a deadly glare, “Or I’ll hurt you.”
I sat there, quietly as Jane did her makeup and hair. She finished; her makeup a black eyeshadow with winged eyeliner. Her lips were red, and it looked weird to see her hair down. Her blond hair was long and reached to her bottom. It was stick straight, but she took some strands around her temples and braided them, pinning them around her head sort of like a headband. Her dress was black and long, like mine, but she did not have sleeves. Instead, the lace around the top was close around her neck, like a tight collar.
“What time is it?”
“About seven.” Jane answered, looking at me with a raised eyebrow. “Guests are starting to arrive.”
Just then, when I was about to ask where Alec was, there was a knock at the door.
“Jane?” Alec’s voice came through the cracked door, then he poked his head in and looked at Jane who was standing in front of me.
“Brother.” She addressed, walking past him like a model on the runway and out the door.
I shuffled and looked at him, twiddling my fingers as I flushed under his gaze. He was just standing there, looking at me, and I wondered if I looked terrible.
“I knew that was the dress for you.” He commented, walking towards me. It was then that I saw he was dressed in a black suit. He had a dark red shirt, with a dark grey vest with black buttons, it was snug around his torso, and his pants were black as well. His jacket was black and had small black cufflinks on his red shirt and black jacket sleeves. He looked wonderful.
“You look very nice as well.” I flushed, feeling embarrassed that I just did that. I stopped my awkward laughing as his cool fingertips gently pressed under my jaw and lifted my face to meet his.
“Before we leave to join the party,” Alec’s voice was soft, almost far away as my eyes fluttered to his lips. “I have rules for you.” His lips, so soft and looks like a deep pink color, and looked like pedals. I pictured myself touching them, running my finger over his cupid's bow and the plump dip of his bottom lip, in between the place where his chin and bottom lip meet.
“Are you listening to me?” I blinked, stepping back and meeting his eyes. They were bright red, sticking out with his black suit.
“Uh...no.” I shook my head, “I wasn’t, I’m sorry-you were saying?”
“You will not speak unless spoken to; even if you are spoken to, you will look to me for permission.” He walked forwards, backing me into one of the posts on Jane’s bed. His cold hand was flush against my throat, but he wasn’t choking me, just applying pressure, igniting my skin on fire. “You will not leave my side, unless I tell you to stay put until my return.”
“Am I allowed to talk to you?”
Alec furrowed his brow, “Yes, only me.”
“Alec!” I jumped, looking at the doorway to see an unimpressed Jane, hands on her hips as she gave Alec a sassy look. “Hurry up, the others are waiting.” She was suddenly gone, and Alec backed away, giving me a deadly look.
“You mess this up, you will never see the light of day.” I nod, swallowing the lump building in my throat, but another seemed to be setting in. I took his arm, as he held it out for me like a true gent. We walked down the hall, towards where I assume the party was being held. I wasn’t wearing very high heels, but I felt like I was going to fall on my face at any moment.
I gripped his jacket tighter, biting my lip as we neared the door. My heart was pounding wildly, and I felt like I might throw up. Alec paused, looking at me before pushing the large doors open. We came in through a small entrance, not the main where two finely dressed men in long coats were standing like frozen statues. People showed them invitations and then walked on in.
I let a small gasp leave my mouth as I looked around the room.
It was glorious.
The ceiling was unbelievably high, with gold trim and what I would describe as a little greek or so, designs that were embedded deep into the gold. The walls were a pearl white, and Alec and I stood between two large columns that arched beautifully, golden pictures lining the walls. There were dozens of golden chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, and I felt a small smile form on my lips as I heard a familiar tune.
“This...is Sleeping Beauty?” I look at Alec, confused as to have something from a disney movie, but then again, it is a waltz. “Not that Tchaikovsky isn’t great…”
Alec gives me a smirk, “The secretary was the one to put together the music, she also got the orchestra as well.” I look to where he nodded to, seeing a rather large orchestra playing on some sort of stage area, people dressed to perfection as they had stools of sheet music in front of them.
“Come,” Alec started to pull me gently to our left, towards three men sitting on large thrones. Those three from before. Aro, I believe his name was, the one in the middle. Alec’s masters. “We must greet the masters.” I follow him, my steps light as I hold my dress up with my right hand, as my other is still in Alec’s arm.
“Ah!” Aro stool, dressed in a pure black suit. He looked slim in it, as black usually makes others look slim and fit, hut what caught me was the short cape like piece that clipped at his shoulders with black metal clippings. It stopped just around his rear, flowing gracefully as he stepped towards us. “Alec, and Emberly.” He smiled warmly, looking at both of us as Alec bowed slightly, looking into his master’s eyes as he stood tall. “You look lovely, pure beauty-Emberly.”
I looked at Alec, and he gave a single nod with an approving smile.
I turned to Aro, “Thank you.” I gave him a polite smile, feeling a soft blush rise to my neck.
Aro grinned cheekily down at me, dimples showing in his chalky white cheeks. “I hope you enjoy our ball, it’s been awhile since our last.” Aro turned to Alec and I let my eyes travel around, seeing a mass of unfamiliar faces. Alec pulled me around, introducing me to what I assumed was friends or at least acquaintances to Aro and the other two.
I met a set of sisters, not twins, but they seemed close in characteristics to be confused as so. Nell and Unica; both with shimmering red eyes and rustic looking brown hair. They were tall, a little taller than Alec, but very skinny builds to them. They wore black dresses, but they were different. Nell wore a long black dress that was almost like a mermaid design-but didn’t have the frillies around the bottom half of her legs-with long fitting sleeves. Her chest area was cut out and riddled with silver stones and diamonds, beautifully shaping around her neck and accenting her angular shoulders, she also complimented her face shape by wearing her hair up with dangly silver earrings.
Unica; however, seemed to be more refined yet bold in her dressing-while Nell seemed a little more guaddy. Unica had the same shape of dress, with the mermaid look-no frill-and long sleeves, but she had no diamonds littering her chest. Starting from her neck, she had what I would describe as silver snowflake like diamonds falling around the outside of her bust and stopping at the end of her rib cage. She also wore a long cape like thing like Aro, but hers fell around her ankles, and it made her seem older and more mature with the same hairstyle with large stud earrings.
They ignored me, which I wasn’t bothered by, as I could hardly understand their thick russian accents. They spoke to Alec in quick sentences, and I was sure they were speaking russian, until he replied with a simple sentence, ‘No, thank you.’ and we moved on.
“Stay here.” I didn’t get a chance to say anything else, as Alec was suddenly gone and I couldn’t find him in the crowd. Red eyed guests were conversing everywhere, making me uncomfortable as it seemed I was the only one with normal eye coloring. They weren’t human, but I was. It was then that I took notice of their equally pale skin, and beautiful looks.
I jumped as I heard a small ‘Hello’ from beside me. I turned to see a largely built man, with a giant smile, and yellow eyes. Or gold? It didn’t seem right, the coloring. He was freakishly pale, like the rest of them, with handsome features, yet his eyes were yellowish instead of the ruby.
His smile was charming, and I would have for sure been a victim to his manliness, wanting to meet his mother and probably think of having his children-if I was any other girl. I moved away from him slightly, both scared and unsure of whether or not I should answer him. My head screamed no, but what would he do if I didn’t? Tell Alec I was a rude girl and maybe Alec would be angry? He said to be on my best behavior-okay, he didn’t but I don’t want another beating.
“Emmett! You’re scaring the poor thing.” A blond woman walked up and held a hand on his chest, above his heart. She smiled at me, leaning into the man’s side. It seemed she was marking her territory, as if saying- ‘I’ll play nice but he’s mine’ kinda thing. “Sorry about him-” She frowned deeply, turning to the man called Emmett and whispering loudly. “Why is there a human here?” Emmett was about to answer when Carlisle, who I instantly recognized, walked over with a beautiful woman on his arm. The woman was motherly, with dark auburn hair curled and hanging loosely off her shoulders; a soft pink gown clung to her figure and I was a little self conscious standing beside her and Rose. Rose’s long blond hair was braided to what I could only relate to as Elsa’s from Frozen, though her hair was longer and thicker. She had white pearls in her hair, matching the baby blue dress with crystal looking diamonds embedded around the neck and into the sleeves.
“Rose, this is Emberly.” Carlisle, who wore a black suit with a pink shirt, sent a friendly smile towards me, “It’s wonderful to see you again, doing well I suppose?” I was about to answer, but closed my mouth at the last second, not a sound escaped my throat. Where was Alec?
“Carlisle, who’s this?” Another, unfamiliar voice spoke up and I turned to see a slim young man with a young girl on his arm, another girl and boy following behind them. The man who spoke was tall and slim, with dark brown hair with a bit of a bronze look to his ends. He didn’t have facial hair, like Emmett and Carlisle, and wore a black suit with a little bit of a 20’s vibe to it. The young woman, barely over the age of eighteen, had long dark chocolate brown hair that was pinned into a bun. She wore little make up, going for a natural look that suited her perfectly. She wore a dark blue dress, oddly plain but very formal and elegant. The girl beside her, wore a bright red dress. She held features of both the man and woman beside her, leading me to believe they were her parents. But what bothered me was her eyes were a dark brown, not yellow like the others. The boy beside her was native, clearly from his tanned skin and dark hair and eyes. He was human, judging by his eyes as well. He had a black suit with a red tie, matching the girl’s dress perfectly.
“This is Emberly,” Carlisle answered, then turned towards me. “Emberly, I would like you to meet some members of my family. My wife, Esme. My sons, Emmett and Edward. My daughters, Rosalie and Bella. This is Bella and Edward’s daughter, Renesmee, and this is Jacob.” I gave them smiles, unsure if I should just say screw it and speak or not.
I flinched as I felt a cool hand wrap around my waist, I knew it was Alec, but I turned to look at him anyways. I raised my eyebrows, and he smiled down at me.
“You may speak.”
I turned to them, “It’s wonderful to meet you, Carlisle told me much about you when he visited me.”
“I hope the medication is working.”
“Perfectly.” I state, feeling Alec pull me into his side. I turned to look at him, only to see he was glaring ahead, at Edward who shared a similar look.
“Excuse us.” Alec growled, pulling me away from Carlisle’s family.
I turned away, only to hear Edward say, “How could they do this to her?” I was confused, greatly confused, but let it pass as Alec suddenly pulled me onto the dance floor.
I blushed heavily, looking up at Alec as a new song started.
“Just follow me, little dove.” I nodded, holding my breath as he pulled me closer, hand holding mine as the other rested at my back. We started our steps, and I followed him like we practiced. It was silent between us, only for a while until I looked up and saw he was already staring at me.
He spun me around, and I gasped when he pulled me back sooner than I was expecting, but I settled into the steps comfortably, gazing into his eyes as we swayed and turned with the music.
The Ball Part 2, Chapter 15
-Third person-
Emberly and Alec danced together for a while, until Emberly finally said she needed a rest, feeling quite dizzy with all the turning and such. She stood by a pillar, feeling a little hot as she tried to keep her heart and breathing even. Alec had vanished, claiming he had to speak with his Master before she could even say ‘okay’. She stood alone, looking at the couples dancing and laughing as they twirled. It was almost like a fairy tail, as if she was in some kind of dream.
“Well hello.” Emberly jumped, backing away from the strikingly good looking man who suddenly rounded the pillar and came into her view. He followed her as she backed up, invading her personal space as she tried to create some distance. His eyes were a dark red, almost black color as he grinned down at her like a shark. “I’m Cain.” Emberly bit her lip, trying to back up, but he followed, making her heart beat faster with fear. Her eyes searched for Alec, but his dark hair wasn’t seen.
Emberly was suddenly not in the ballroom, but outside in a dimly lit hall. The music was still audible, meaning she was still close to Alec.
“I wonder what they see in you.”
“Get away from me.” She barely says before he’s got her thrown against the wall, holding her tight at her arms, his grip bruising her and stopping the circulation to the rest of her arms. “Stop!” She yelped, wincing as he clutched her tighter. He growled as he buried his face into her neck, breathing in deeply.
“You smell amazing Darl,” It was then that she realized the man before her, the monster, was Australian. “Probably been bit by that little runt already…” His shaggy blond hair tickled her cheek, and Emberly whimpered weakly as his tongue ran along the curve of her neck and shoulder. “So ripe…”
“Stop-” She hiccuped, feeling tears run down under her chin and onto her neck. “What are you doing?” She asked as he nipped her skin, seeing blood rush to the surface.
“Shh,” He gripped her tighter. “It’ll all be over soon.”
“Alec!” She screamed, crying out before she was cut off, a ice cold hand over her mouth. The doors they were near flew open and Alec was suddenly right next to them, gripping the stranger's neck and throwing him off of her. Emberly fell to the floor in a heap of sobs, holding her neck as she watched Alec pull the man’s head clear off. It cracked and crunched like breaking glass, his head bounced to her legs, his eyes rolling lifelessly up into his skull. She screamed and batted it away, looking up at Alec who was glaring down at her.
He took her arm before she could say anything, dragging her at light speed before throwing her into his room, slamming the door behind him as he stalked forward.
“Alec!” Emberly cried, holding out her hand, “Wait!” Her eyes widened as he started to unclasp his belt, pulling it out of his pant loops easily with one jerk. His eyes were dark and menacing, but he looked emotionless. He wasn’t snarling, or glaring, but just staring at her with wide eyes. “Please! He dragged me off, I couldn’t fight him!” She continued to back away, until her back hit the side of the bed, and she couldn’t go anywhere else.
“Alec,” Emberly trembled, pleading eyes looking into his face. “He-” She choked on her sobs, and Alec was reminded of how ugly humans were when they cried. “He was going-going to kill me…”
“Stand up.” He commanded, and she cried harder. “I’m not going to hurt you.” He rolled his eyes, giving her a once over. She had messy hair, smeared eye makeup, and her red lipstick was smudged. “Did he kiss you?”
Emberly shook her head, “No, he bit me…”
Alec moved her to sit on the bed, “Can I see?” He moved before she answered, gently tilting her head to the side and peering at her neck. A small red spot was framed by deep teeth marks, almost enough to break the skin. Alec growled, leaning down and attacking her neck with his mouth. She gasped and tried to pull away, only to have him push her down into the mattress of his bed. He caged her in with his arms, holding her still as he kissed and licked over the other’s bite.
Yeah, "Rendevous with Rochambeau" is supposed to be Renesmee. After watching everyone mangle the names of Benadryl Cabbagepatch and Igloo Australia, riffing on Renesmee's name is also super fun to me.
Ah, I see. I usually call her She Who Must Be Renamed. Or Re-who?
