Isabella Swan....Danvers? Chapter 3
Previous Chapters: Prologue I Chapter 1 I Chapter 2
AN: This is an AU for twilight as well as dark angel. You can pretty much forget most of what happens in the books. Edward wasn't the one to tell Bella their secret and James, Victoria and Laurent haven't happened... yet.
Bella had bee full of surprises today. When I had come back from the quick hunt with Emmett I could practically feel the anger and disappointment radiate off her. And why shouldn't she be? I had tried to feed of her and the rest of the family didn't try to hide the way they felt against me; anger, disappointment and a bit contempt. So I could hardly believe it when Bella started chewing them out for blaming me. A human girl lecturing six vampires; It probably would have been funny hadn't I been so shocked.
I still couldn't quite believe it. Hadn't she been at her own birthday party? Hadn't she seen the way the smell of her blood made me react? Maybe she had gotten a bump in the head and was suffering from amnesia. But no... She had proven that theory wrong when she had informed Edward that she remembered damn well who had been the one to attack her.
Her voice had taken a tone neither I nor the rest of the family had ever heard before. I don't know exactly what I could compare it to, but I knew without using my power that it was covering her true emotions. And from the feelings of shock that my family emitted they were surprised by this new side of their little human girl, or maybe it was only because she stood up for me. But shock wasn't the only emotions Bella's dressing down created; I could feel the amusement and pride Emmett felt and I could see the smirk on his face.
Then she threw them another curve ball. She, the human that had known them for less than a year had guessed my secret, my weakness, the reason for most of my slip ups. In months she had pieced together clues and saw the big picture, where my family had had decades and was still clueless. The heavy blanket of denial and shock was all it took for me to understand that they had never though about the possibility that I could sense their thirst as well as my own.
All what Bella had brought up in her little speech had been true, but I was still a bit hesitant about going anywhere with her alone. How could she know that I wouldn't slip up again? Without any of the family around there would be nobody stop me from draining her body for blood. Hell, even with all the vampires together in the room they had almost failed to keep me away from her earlier. Then she asked me to concentrate on her emotions and I was overwhelmed. All that trust! All of it directed at me, the weak link in the family. There were still a lot of anger and disappointment directed at the others. And some sadness, but all of it was thrown into the shadows by her trust and belief in me.
How the next set of events happened I have no idea. One moment I was going through various exit strategies to get away from the wolf without offending neither him nor Bella and not needing to go home, and the next I found myself in the backseat together with the member of the La Push pack (that I had wanted to get away from), after agreeing to go with him, Charlie and Bella to a unknown location.
After the first vampire-werewolf reaction had worn off I found out that Jacob Black, the wolf, wasn't all that bad. The banter and chat flew freely after getting over the new shock Bella gave us; She loved to drive fast. Correction; She loved to drive fast as long as she was the one behind the wheel or if the driver was one she trusted explicative. I guess that tells me how she feel about my family. Everybody she has been driving with have somewhat grumbled about having to drive slower than they wanted to.
I don't know why I studied her as much as I did while she drove, but I did, and I noticed that even though she had been driving for hours and that a normal human at least would start to get tired by now, she didn't. I searched her emotions and couldn't find the faintest trace of drowsiness. I guess she noticed my curious stare because she started to tell us a story. And even though her voice was light, her eyes and feelings betrayed her and told me that this was something important to her and not just a story to pass time.
When she was finished I couldn't help but stare at the evidence of her fairytale; the wound that had made me mad of blood lust was almost completely gone! Her mother was a genetically enhanced super soldier that the government had cooked together in a lab and Bella had all her mother's favorable traits. If she hadn't showed me the wound and Charlie's bar code (Christ, Charlie was a super soldier!) I wouldn't have believed any of it.
And when Jacob asked the big question; If there were anything else we should know she had grinned and asked us if we was up for another story! A story she wanted me to start! How the hell should I know about her story? But I decided that it was best to do as she said and dragged up what I knew about the Salem witch hunt from my memory.
«The Salem witch trials were a series of hearings before local magistrates followed by county court trials to prosecute people accused of witchcraft in Essex, Suffolk and Middlesex counties of colonial Massachusetts, between February 1692 and May 1693.» I started.
«Over 150 people were arrested and imprisoned, with even more accused but not formally pursued by the authorities. The two courts convicted twenty-nine people of the capital felony of witchcraft. Nineteen of the accused, fourteen women and five men, were hanged. One man who refused to enter a plea was crushed to death under heavy stones in an attempt to force him to do so. At least five more of the accused died in prison.
Despite being generally known as the "Salem" witch trials, the preliminary hearings in 1692 were conducted in a variety of towns across the province: Salem Village, Ipswich, Andover and Salem Town. The best-known trials were conducted by the Court of Oyer and Terminer in 1692 in Salem Town. All twenty-six who went to trial before this court were convicted. Was that what you wanted or should I go on?» I asked Bella.
«You remembered all that just like that?» Jacob asked disbelieving.
«Remember I have gone to school many more times than you. Knowing what is being taught also give me the advantage that I don't need to pay attention in class.» I grinned at him, but instead of getting a negative response, the werewolf only snorted and I could feel amusement coming from him.
«Many of those that were convicted was normal innocent people.» Bella started before any of us could say anything more and from her I could feel her sadness.
«Some of them were really witches. During the trials five families with untold power formed a covenant of silence. One of the families wanted more power and they were banished and disappeared, only to make a brief appearance before leaving this world for good.» I wasn't completely sure what to make of the chaos of emotions Bella gave out, but I could sense love and even some fear.
«In every generation the first born child is a boy and he is the one to inherit the Power. Power with capital P, remember that, that's important.» Amusement. «They first get their power when they are thirteen, but when they turn eighteen they ascend and get their full power. They are the sons of Ipswich. Try to guess three times where we are going. That's correct, Ipswich it is. How did you manage to guess that Sir?» Bella smiled at them broadly. Was she going with this story where I though she was?
«The surnames for the five families that forged this covenant was: Simms, Putnam, that was the family that were banished, Parry, Garwin and Danvers.» She continued as we listened intently.
«Why don't you get to the important part Bells? Stop torturing the poor boys.» Charlie interrupted Bella's story.
«Sure, sure. I was just getting to that.» Bella sighted and rolled her eyes, but I could sense no negative feeling from any of them.
«My name isn't Isabella Marie Swan.» A pregnant pause. «It's Isabella Marie Swan Danvers.»
«Wait! Danvers as in Danvers?» the wolf beat me to my question.
«Yep.» Bella smiled proudly and popped the 'p'. «My brother Sebastian is one of the sons and we are on our way to his ascension.» Okay now I was confused, didn't they ascend when they turned 18? And didn't they have the same mother? Jacob seemed to struggle with that as well.
«Isabella.» Charlie warned and looked at her and I guess they had one of those transgenic X-8 conversations or something.
«Guys?» Bella started looking forward. «Did I forget to tell you that Seb is my twin?» She timed it perfectly and turned exactly at the right moment; her eyes pitch black. I couldn't help but gasp and I could hear the werewolf do the same as well as feel his shock.
«I am a bit of a paradox. Never before has there been born a girl inside the family with the Power, but here I am. My brother and I will be the first to ascend the 19th and we will be the strongest witches in this generation.» Her eyes turned back to her natural chocolate brown while she spoke. Wait?!
«Yes I know I have told everyone in Forks that my birthday is the 13th, but I think it would have seemed a bit strange if I disappeared on my birthday and refused to have some sort of party if there were anyone that insisted on throwing one, don't you?» She didn't wait for an answer.
«And it is not like I haven't lied before. There is something seriously wrong with you if you haven't understood that Charlie isn't my father by now. And my disappearance can easily be explained by a birthday present from him to visit my mom.» She shrugged. A thought hit me.
«So back in Forks when you told me that even if Jacob didn't come I wouldn't harm anyone, you meant...?»
«If you loose your control, and that is a very gigantic if, we would just use our powers and stop you from doing something you don't want to do. Freeze you, or maybe levitate you.» I could feel her trust and belief in me intensify while she told me this and I was once again awed by her. She was amazing. And that without counting the fact that she was, what? A transgenic witch?
Just like when she had finished telling us about the transgenics and her ties with them we quizzed her about anything we could think of connected to Ipswich, witches and the Power; we even asked her how her mother met her father, but she only smiled at us and said that that was a story for another time. When we were finished I reckoned that it was my time to ask the question since Jacob had the last time.
«So are there anything else you want to tell us?» The wicked grin she gave me in return told me that the answer to that question was yes and that she had waited for us to ask.
«Funny you should ask, Jazz. So tell me, what do you two boys think about aliens?»
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