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Devotion
Tonight, Alice had planned a movie night in the upstairs theatre. Edward and I had accepted, though I was not entirely fond of the idea of watching movies with just the two of them. Alice had a tendency to employ her psychic abilities to determine the end of the movie before it was finished, and naturally, Edward used his own talents to steal the knowledge from her. I always ended up being the only one remaining who was surprised at the ending.
Edward and I entered the room to find Alice sitting on the couch staring vacantly at the blank screen. We both knew immediately that she was having a vision of the future.
“Awe! Come on Alice…” I protested, “You can’t find out how the movie ends before we even start it!” I gave her a light, playful shove. Her head snapped forward and her suddenly panicked eyes met Edwards.
“Shit.” He groaned, “Are you sure?”
Certainty flashed in her eyes.
“Damnit.” He cursed again.
“WHAT!?” I shouted.
“Volturi.” Alice spoke without breaking eye contact with Edward.
“No, here? Now? When?”
“Yes, here. 10 minutes.”
“Bella, we need to talk to Carlisle, now.”
I nodded. We had never gotten the opportunity to discuss my freakish tracking ability with Carlisle yet. Now was the time. If the Cullen’s hadn’t already appealed enough to the Volturi with Alice and Jaspers talents in tow, once I was added to the equation, and even Jasper, the situation would only get worse.
I followed Edward quickly up the stairs to Carlisle’s office. He burst through the door without knocking.
“Carlisle, the Volturi are coming.”
“Ah,” Carlisle looked up from his newspaper indifferently, “Good, they are probably here to check on Bella’s change.”
“Bella is a tracker.” Edward blurted out.
Carlisle’s eyes got big and as he looked at me, “Bella?” He questioned.
“Yeah, I know, I’m a freak.” I muttered
He ignored me and turned back to Edward. “Are you sure?”
“Carlisle, they’re really coming,” I misinterpreted his question, “They’re 12 miles away – running at 97 miles per hour. There are 12 of them. Jane and Caius are the only ones I recognize. They will be here in about 5 minutes.”
“That’s not what I meant, Bella, but that answers my question anyways. A sense of smell that sharp can only belong to a tracker.”


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