Chapter 10

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Chapter 10

I watched the Cullen's cautiously, looking for any sign of movement that tells me they recognize me and are going to let the blood come outta the bag. Jasper, Emmett, and Carlisle chatted with Peter. Rose, and Esme, chatted with Char while Edward and Alice talked quietly amongst themselves. My sister Anna, stood quietly in the corner just watching everyone.

I wasn't sure whether or not I should tell her about us, about being sisters and stuff. I mean, I don't even know what she remembers. She sure doesn't seem to remember me.
I wonder where she's been after all these years. Arendelle maybe, where we were born.
I sigh as I shift my position against the wall slightly. I was watching from against the wall with my foot propped up on the left side of the room. I wasn't really in the mood to talk to the Cullen's, and I really had nothing to say.

But of course, Peter had other plans for me tonight.

"Yo! Izzy, come over here!" Peter says and motions me over. Jasper, Carlisle, and Emmett glance at me and they all watch as I push myself off the wall and head over to where their sitting.
I give Peter my death glare as I stand a few feet away from him. He just grins cockily at me.

"What?" I ask. He pretends to act hurt.
"What? Can't join your friends and family in some talkin?" He asks innocently.
"No!" I hiss quietly at him. He shrugs and turns back to Carlisle.
"So, ya had some questions for Miss Izzy?" Peter asks Carlisle and looks at him for a nod. When Carlisle nods and I give out a frustrated huff.

I was going to go out later and freeze half of a forest and scream my lungs out-well, not literally.

Carlisle turns to me. "So, Izzy?" I nod. "Peters not telling us anything, so I was wonder if you have a gift?" I look at him for a moment, like just really look at him. I soon nod once.

"Mental and physical shield." I say deadpanned. Carlisle looks surprised for a moment, but quickly regain himself and nod.
"Who changed you?" He asked curiously. Seriously, I knew he wasn't trying to be mean and was just curious, but damn! I saw this as being like a 100 question quiz.

Peter grinned proudly from my side. "Peter." I say once again deadpanned. They looked shocked, and at this point the others have stopped their conversations and are listening on us. Ya I know, I'm just so interesting-so much sarcasm there.

"It's true." Peter mutters to me. I glare at him.
"Shut up." I hiss-mutter back. Carlisle frowns slightly at our silent exchange before moving on.

"When and where you born?"

"In a kingdom called Arendelle on December 25, 1996." His eyes widen slightly in surprise.

"Your parents?"

"Dead."

"Siblings."

"One, alive."

"Full name?"

"Isabella Marie Swan-Whitlock."

The boring and annoying questions went on for a little longer and they started getting use to my no emotion responses. After a while, when it started to become early in the morning, some of the Cullen's went to hunt along with Peter and Char.
The ones that stayed included me, Anna, Jasper, Rose, and Esme.

Once everyone left, the ones left looked at me as if I needed to give them something to do. I shrugged slightly and looked emotionless.

"Knock yourselves out." I said and left out the back door, and ran through the forest to my quiet place where I go to think and just sit quietly.

I soon came up to some rocks near a stream with a large waterfall. I hopped up the falls, and sat on a large rock, watching the water flow quickly as it went down into the flowing stream below.
Peter and Char never bothered me here, they knew what my life was like and they wouldn't want me ruining it if it was them sitting here.

I still couldn't believe my sister was here, as a vampire, and not taking my place and ruling in Arendelle. I was suppose to be queen, but I fled as my powers got worse and I wasn't able to stop it from freezing something-or someone. I mean, I froze my whole dang room for gods sake, and I didn't even mean to that time!

I stood up quickly in a blur as I heard footsteps coming fast in my direction. I was sure it was one of the Cullen's, but I wasn't taking any chances. I took my fighting stance I learned from Peter, and got ready to freeze someone's ass. Or, maybe whoop it.

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