Gabriel (Book 1)

What A Performance...

March 27th, 2011

Well, that went decently well. Claire and her army are dead, the husbands are alive and the Cullens are gone. I would say that I had a pretty good day. The worst part of it all: destroying Jane. And a close runner up would be saying goodbye to Carlisle.

Here is the entire story:

Jasper and the entire group are standing around the kitchen table planning everything out. I'm casually leaning against the wall when Carlisle stands next to me. He probably thinks of me as some sort of patient or something. I'm not really paying attention to what is said until I hear them say Jane's name.

"Wait, what?" I ask.

"We are going to disguise ourselves as tourists with the help of Hazel and Heidi," I don't remember who she is, "will bring us in as food. You will have gone a separate way and changed into Jane, you will find the group and lead all the humans out to safety-"

"Why?" I question.

"It doesn't matter. How about so they don't die?" Edward says. He doesn't like me.

I nod.

"Then you will come in and help us kill everyone."

I shrug and Jasper looks at me waiting for an answer. Will I do it? Or not?

I have to grapple with this idea. Being a vampire, I remember too clearly standing in my room in Volterra and making a promise to myself that I would never take Jane's form ever. I promised myself that I would honor her that way, that she is as equal to me and her secrets are what makes her wonderful. I don't want to break a promise to the devil, but then again, I'm already going to Hell. So I say I'll do it. My mind then starts playing tricks on me. Jasper isn't just standing at the table in casual dress. He is Braveheart delivering a speech to his army, he is a commander general in the army. I laugh at the site of Jasper with guns on his belt and that black stuff under his eyes, and dog tags hanging from his neck. They look at me like I'm crazy so I decide to show them what I was laughing at. I open my mind for a second to Faine. The others can see it from her since I don't like them. And she laughs as well. I leave the house to go "shopping" well, stealing from somebody's wardrobe. I grab some army green pants and black combat boots, I skip the weird looking tank top and go for the green t-shirt. I find a black bandanna and tie it around my forehead. Lastly, is the black stuff under the eyes.

"Thanks," I say to the guy I left tied up in the corner of the room.

I barge into the kitchen, "Alright men, if you die today, then know that you died fighting for what is rightfully ours! No retreat. This is the final stand." We all laugh at my joke nervously. It was a joke, but there was so much truth behind it.

"Why?" Jasper asks as I stand next to him. Referring to my outfit.

"Why not?" I reply.

"Fair enough," he says, "Alright, let's go."

We all run out of the house, with all of us except me smelling human. Hazel and this other guy that I don't know also come with us. Apparently, he is also an angel (oh great!) And he is also the voice that Valentina hears in her head. What a freak! I can't believe she named it. And why is it here? We reach the tip of Ireland and are then running across the ocean. As soon as I feel solid ground beneath me, I push my body harder to get there quicker. We are in the main square when I leave them to become bait. Hiding into the shadows, I adopt Jane's figure and her manner. I shrink, one thing that bothers me most about being her is that I'm like a midget now! I circle behind the castle and into a secret entrance only Jane knows about. In a few minutes, I am out of the long corridor and walking into the hall of paintings.