Fire

Chapter 5

"Toss me that dress on your right, Iz." Mom and Aunt Izzy were in my room, packing for me.

I was on my bed, on my back, with my knees dangling off the bed, and my arms under my head. I had already packed my weapons in a lime green duffel bag. It was a slight oversee on my part, because Forks, being a small, rainy town, would not be used to such bright colors.

All arrangements had been made. I had managed to keep Charlie from buying me a new flashy car, booked a ticket to Sea-Tac, informed Charlie when to pick me up, and provided for a cover story. I had told Charlie that I would be in Forks for at least 6 months, and he had enrolled me in Forks's only high school, Forks High School. Oh, what a boring chore it was going to be. I almost hoped that I wouldn't find the vamps there, because I would have to glamour myself to call myself Charlie's daughter.

Gah, I dreaded that part. But it was no avail. I felt the string connecting me in that direction, tugging even harder, as if it was excited to finally meet what it lead me too. I was leaving in exactly one week. It was Monday today and I was leaving next Monday. It was a direct flight of 6 hours. It flight was at 4:10 in the afternoon, and I would reach at about 1 o'clock p.m. there. Talk about time travel.

The dress Mom had been talking about was a full length and ¾ sleeved. It was 100% cotton and a deep blue color. I loved that dress. It had elastic on my bra line, so it cinched in at my chest and flowed outwards from there on. The straps were about an inch wide. It had no other design other than the line at my chest.

I had all my packing planned out in my head. One bag for weapons, one for shoes, one for dresses and skirts, and one for shirts and pants. It was neat, simple, and organized.

"Are you going to take your jewelry? And what are you going to take off?" Aunt Izzy wanted to know.

I rose up and rested my weight on my elbows. "Hmm, I won't take much jewelry, because I might have to travel a lot, and excess jewelry is a chore to take care off. I'll take the small diamond earrings I usually wear, the tinkling anklets I'm wearing, the white gold rose design arm band, the gold arm band with the animal designs, the single silver anklet, the simple one, and the usual gold chain with the I and H letter pendant. And maybe you can pack the gold waist band too, it goes well with the bikini style top and the shin length skirt. And also, 4 of the silver clip type things I can put in my braids. Yeah, thats it." I replied.

Most other people would have raised their eyebrows, like "that's not a lot?" But it wasn't, compared to the things I had. Aunt Izzy and Mom didn't bat an eyelid either, I got more expensive things from my parabatai and his family than what my own gave me. But that was the way I liked it. My family gave me things I needed and wanted. Rj gave me things I liked. Rj and I had grown up together.

When Renee took me to Arizona, she didn't have someone else to take care of her scatterbrainness. So I was often left alone at home. Which was good for me too, because I could get away with not eating. But it was one of those times that I had wondered around the city, and found an Institute. Mundanes thought it was an abandoned church, as they nearly always did. But when I went inside, Rj had been the first to spot me. He immediately had raised a distressed cry, as he was still 5 and was quite normal. His mother found him, and saw me. She realized how I had come in and took me to the kitchen. Before she could offer me food, however, because she still thought a was a normal 4-year-old, I told her my name was Isabella Herondale. I think she was surprised by my clear voice, with no accent of childishness. Then it clicked, I was the special child no one knew much about. It was dangerous to me, because she could have gone to Lilith in hopes of protecting her own child, but she hadn't. Instead she asked me how I got to Arizona. Upon realizing I was with a mundane, and had no option to train, she told me that I could come back whenever I could, and that she would take over my training. I, of course, learned faster than Rj, but in my spare time, I saw how good he was. And being ahead of him, I understood the mechanics of being and having a parabatai. So, when Mom came to get me when I was 6, I demanded to train with Rj. So either of us would portal back and forth everyday to train together. When I was 8, and he was 9, Brother Enoch helped us perform and over saw our ceremony to become parabatai. After that we stayed 6 months in New York and 6 months in Arizona. It also gave me time to ensure that Renee was still safe, because scatterbrained or not, mundane or not, she still had looked after me, and though her memories had been taken, she was still in danger. So I could protect her.