Hey everyone! I'm back with the sequel to Home is where My Heart Lies. I know that everyone been waiting for this. I've been thinking about what this story will be called and what it will be about since I started this series. I hope that everyone enjoys this first chapter in With Great Power, Comes Great Responsibility.
As much as I wish I owned Twilight & it's characters, I don't. All goes to Stephenie Meyer.
I don't know how long it's been since I've done this. I know I haven't mentioned it to you, but I can play a few instruments. Or maybe I have already...Curse Edward and his "unknown" seduction skills. I swear, I can never think a coherent thought when I'm around him. Anyway, I picked up a guitar that I found lying around in my room. Not my room in Forks room, goodness no. We left Forks a couple of days after the Charles incident. Well, I lie. We left after we "younger" Cullens graduated from high school and left for college. We moved to Paris. Not far from Forks at all...yeah right.
We haven't sighted Charles since the move. But, to be safe, I run an occasional search around Paris. Now, the first couple of times, nothing happened to me and I didn't even catch a scent. But, knowing my luck, the next time I went out, something happened. You're probably expecting either something like someone caught me moving at vampire speeds or I found my singer, or some silly nonsense like that.
Or maybe, you've guessed and somehow managed to figure out the real truth. I wish I had run into Charles, but all I ran into was a group of thugs who most likely wanted to A) rape me and/or B) steal all my valuables. I guess I have a little good luck because I wasn't wearing any of my expensive pieces, except for my ring. So, they cornered me and started taunting me, most likely expecting me to beg them not to hurt me and so on.
Let's just say that the crime rate has gone down at an almost unbelievable rate.
As I was saying earlier about my guitar, I'll do random things on it. Play songs either written by others or by me. Now, since I'm not exactly a born lyricist, I usually stick to doing other musicians work. But I am getting better! I know it's kind of an old song and everything, but I love playing it.
It just takes a little bit of this, a little bit of that
It started with a kiss now we're up to bat
A little bit of laughs, a little bit of pain
I'm tellin' you my babe, its all in the game of love
What a game...what a game called love. Everyone wants to be in it...and everyone wants to win. Yet...not everyone does. So, they resort to other methods. Since neither Esme nor I truly loved our previous flames, they resorted to beating the love into us. Please don't think I'm claiming that I truly understand how it feels to be abused. I really don't. I realized what was happening and I managed to get out. And I'm not claiming that I truly understand love either. I mean if someone can clearly explain why love happens when it does, why it does, how it does...please write me a book, autograph it, and send it to me. You can even name it Love for Dummies.
Wow, really long and unrelated tangent...my bad. Where was I again? ...Oh right, Paris. Edward and I are getting married. I guess we're in about early June right now, and our wedding is August 24th. Not too close, and not too far. Going away from the topic of marriage, he and I are attending college at the American University of Paris, while the rest of the children went back to high school. I don't blame them. I mean, high school years are supposed to be the best of your life right? It's either that or college years...I don't really know.
Oh, and the only reason we're attending the American University, is because Carlisle has told us that we are not allowed to speak French better than the people who were raised in Paris or raised speaking French...We have supposedly only taken French for 4 years...What? People can't master a language that fast?
I guess only vampires can do that...maybe the occasional human.
College is as usual. Girls are falling all over Edward, following him around, asking him out...he is MY fiancee, may I add. And let's not forget the guys that are falling all over me...Edward never let's go of me during the day...not that I'm complaining. Humans...what are you going to do about them? You can't live with them, yet you can't live without them. Ah, oh well.
But, there is one I can probably stand to live without. He won't quit stalking me. He was worse than Mike had been in Forks. Not only does he constantly follow me, he's completely changed what his major will be because of me. He's switched from majoring in business...to majoring in architecture...which is what I'm taking. And of course, no help from my Prince Charming. He's off getting another doctor's degree. Men...If you couldn't already tell, I'm a little irritated with him right now so...
I locked him out. Not out of the house...though that is a good idea. No, I just locked him out of my room. Normally, we would be in his room most of the time, either listening to music or making out...whatever we felt like. Now, I'm loving it because he's begging me to let him in...kinda like a dog.
Speaking of dogs, I guess I haven't really mentioned them too much since I started living with the Cullens. Actually, I haven't mentioned the werewolf race at all. You're probably asking yourself: Why choose now? Why mention the wolves at this time? And why didn't you mention them earlier! If you're not thinking anything along those lines, I'm quite impressed because at the moment...
That's exactly what I'm thinking.
I guess the wolves haven't played a huge role in our lives until now. Yes, there is a pack that lives in Forks, but the Cullens had already worked out a treaty with them and they never knew about me. So, why would they bother us at all? None of us killed any humans in Forks and we certainly didn't bite anyone. But, as of now, they are very important. This may sound stupid and geeky, and I apologize to all wolf lovers out there, but that's what the wolves are. They hold a convention, a meeting if you will, about every three years to most likely talk about us bloodsuckers.
I don't know this for a fact because I'm no mangy mutt, so I have obviously never attended one. At least, not yet. Luckily (or unluckily) the convention is in Paris this year...and I'm going. I'm going because I've heard rumors of an upcoming war...one they may be planning. I have to get inside and try to stop it. I think I'm going to be in power soon. I really don't know. But if I need to stop this war...not because the wolves would be terrible or irresponsible rulers...but because they're planning on killing every single vampire on the face of the planet.
This war could decide the dominant power in our world for good. All I have to do...is get Carlisle and Edward to let me go. So far, my chances are one in a million...and quickly getting slimmer.
Well, there's the first chapter of the sequel. I hope you enojyed it and please let me know what you thought. Thanks for being so patient.
Oh and the song is called The Game of Love and it's by Michelle Branch and Santana...which I obviously don't own.