A Vampire's Heaven (on Hold)

Chapter 2

I wish I could die. Or maybe faint. Hey! Maybe I can turn into sleeping beauty for another century, then by the time I wake they would have found Rosalie and I won't have to visit my family.

"Yeah, right! Sleeping beauty!" my inner conscience scoffed at me, "Have you seen yourself sleep? You are a beast in bed." I snickered at my own pun.

Then, I sighed. The council had gathered 5 days ago and I have tried each and every trick up my sleeve to get out of this assignment. There was nothing I did that changed their minds. I was so angry. Fuck angry. I was bloody livid. How could Damien do this? He knew my reason of staying so far away from my family. He bloody knew. But he was right too. I knew that. Had there been any doubt in my mind regarding that, Damien's closet would have been full of some very hungry mice. Hmm... That is not a bad idea. Mice. Or maybe a cat! Who says I can't still punish him, even if he is right.

I was the best assassinating angel ever found. I wasn't exactly a guardian angel. My bonds with my family were gifted to me by the elders for my great work in saving the world from some very vile creatures. And not all of them were human, actually most were supernatural beings. When I was created, I went through the motions of learning to be an angel, a few years late. Yet, I was a natural at some things. I was sent directly to the honors class, you could say, in a way. Seduction and delivering judgement were the things I was best at. I could have joined the council, were it not for my trouble-making ways. I was always pranking someone or the other. Damien got caught in most of my shenanigans. But he was the easy-going guardian, the good cop. He helped me perfect my techniques and not only as an angel or assassin but for my pranks too. He was my partner in crime. He always did what was best for me. And if he thinks it's best for me to go to my family after almost a century, then I will take his word for it.

I sighed, as I realized this was the best option for everyone. Being the best at my work, I was able to easily manifest myself in a family and find out their deepest secrets. After weighing the pros and the cons of the person I was sent to judge, I would at last pass my judgement. Sometimes it took as long as 5-10 years and sometimes just days. But never in my whole time as the assassin for angels was I wrong. Now, I felt like I would go wrong. Not only was this my family, but, I had made them forget everything about me. I actually created the clean break Edward wanted to when he left Bella. But as soon as I would be mentioned, Edward, Carlisle and Esme would remember me. And Edward would be beyond angry with me for doing this to him. I didn't need to use Alice's gift to know that. I sighed even as I started packing to leave. Damien chose that very moment to come in. He knew what I had decided.

"I have faith in you child." My guardian and father said to me. "I know why you are afraid, but I also know you are the only one who can solve this. You are the best, there ever can be. This is of extreme worry that we can't find an attached soul."

I sighed, "I know Dams. That is why I have decided to go. I'm just so afraid of Edward's reaction. No afraid is too mild... I'm terrified." I felt the back of my eyes prickling. I may be a bad-ass assassin for everyone, but when it came to my family, I was their baby. Edward's baby sister, Carlisle's princess, Esme's baby girl - I was the baby of the household, before Emmett came (Now his place has been usurped by Renesmee).

"I don't envy you that." Damien snorted. Then his eyes softened as he continued, "But he loves you a lot. The anger is just a front."

"I know. That is part of the reason I feel ready to leave."

Damien nodded and gave me the project file. Every indicted person I have gone after had a file given to me that contained information about them, their whereabouts and people closest to them. I opened Rosalie's file.

ROSALIE LILIAN HALE

Biographical Information
Born: 1915; Rochester, New York
Changed: April 1933
Age when turned: 18
Created by: Carlisle Cullen
Aliases: Rose (by Cullen family)
Kitty (by Carlisle Cullen)
Babe; Angel (by Emmett Cullen)
Blondie; Ice Cold Barbie (by Jacob Black)

Physical Description
Species: Vampire
Gender: Female
Height: 5'9" (175 cm)
Hair color: Pale Blond
Eye color: Violet/Blue (Human)
Golden/Black (Vampire, sated/thirsty)
Crimson (Newborn)
Skin color: Pale

Family Information
Family Members: Emmett Cullen (husband)
Carlisle Cullen (adoptive father)
Esme Cullen (adoptive mother)
Jasper Hale (adoptive brother)
Alice Cullen (adoptive sister)
Edward Cullen (adoptive brother)
Bella Cullen nee Swan (adoptive sister-in-law)
Renesmee Cullen (adoptive niece)

Special Characteristics
Abilities: Basic vampire abilities
Enhanced beauty
Self control

Affiliation
Occupation: prefers acting as high school and college student
Loyalty: Olympic coven
Black pack
Uley pack
Denali coven
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There was nothing in the file that I already didn't know. After all, I had lived with Rosalie for the two sans-Emmett years and watched over her for the next 80 odd years. It has been 3 years since Renesmee has stopped growing to be around 17, the age she will remain at for the next few centuries at the very least. Renesmee has also imprinted on Jacob and they were now living separately for some time wanting to enjoy their beginning years - the honeymoon phase. This was the main reason behind Rosalie's suicide; at least it was the only one I could perceive.

It was time for me to leave now. I changed in my assassin's attire. I would need it to cross the gates of this mini-heaven; God had created long ago for us angels. I dressed up in my leather top that mainly comprised of several leather straps going cross-cross and hiding my assets all the while giving me complete freedom to move in any way I wished. It stopped above my belly button, much like a super-tight crop top, creating an inverted v over it. Next I donned my leather yoga pants (that's what I like calling them anyways) and my military boots. It was all in brownish black. I unfolded my wings that seemed like they disappear in my back every time I close them. My wings were unique. All archangels have pure white wings, as do the guardian angels. The assassins for angels have pure black wings. I was a mixture of both- a gift for me. So my wings were pure white at the top and darkened to pure black as they reached the bottom. I was now ready, as I teleported my bags to a bed-and-breakfast near the Cullen's residence. it was still a few hours walk to the house, through the forest. I nodded to the guards as they entered my mission and marked me absent. I was ready to leave. I just had to worry about my family now. I wasn't even sure if they'll accept me. I had decided to tell them the truth, at least about my mission anyways. I won't ever be able to them or him, the real reason I left. But I had other reasons too, thankfully.

I was ready.

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