Witch Angela, Warlock Ben
Angela and Ben find themselves as mystical beings, and decides they just have to tell Bella.
A/N: My first Twilight fiction happens to be crack. Oh god. First time writing crack, here.
I looked at Angela oddly as I remembered her words. "I'm not human, Bells." You know what? I'm not going to be fazed anymore. The party is large enough, I'm sure Edward and Jacob can scoot aside to make room for Ben, Alice and Emily for Angela. My face collected, and my face made a small smile.
"Nice to know," I said. "So, what are you? A witch?"
She froze, and I felt a surge of.. something. She was playing with me, of course she was!
"What?!" I exclaimed, half-giggling. "And you were so serious about it, too!"
She didn't say a word, and looked adamantly at me.
"You.. weren't joking?" My voice quieted. I needed to get out of my not-so-funny Bella-mode, right now.
"Nope. And you aren't fazed at all of this, why?" she said evenly.
"My life is a fairytale. So, what can you do? What are your mortal, or immortal, enemies?" I loaded her with questions, not surprised at all.
"Oh, well. Ben!" she called. He soon came up; and then he started to talk.
"This is no playing matter, Bella. We were called back into this world to extinguish the world of vampires, and werewolves," he said, glared at me.
"Vampires and werewolves... far-fetched," I said, playing dumb. Maybe she didn't know that I know.
"They're right beside you, and we know you know," Angela said.
"So you know that I know that you know?" I said, trying to confuse her.
"Bella!" she shouted. "This isn't a joke!"
"I know, I know. So, what can you do?" I said quietly.
"I'm.. not sure. All we know is that there are annoying voices in our head, telling us what to do. And they're telling us to tell you what they are telling us," she said.
"What's that?" I asked, curious.
"Make you a witch," she said.
"Oh, so that's it. How'd you become witches anyway..?" I stopped, looking at Ben. He was a he, right? And he was a 'witch'? "Male witches?" I said out loud.
"Warlock," she instantly fixed. My mouth formed an O. "The voices in our minds told us how."
"And they won't do so to me, because...?" I said. I had a small idea.
"They can't. And they're frustrated," Ben said quickly.
Haha! So I was witch-proof, too! I smiled, knowing they won't get to me.
"...what's that smile for?" Angela asked. I ignored her, basking in my own pool of protection.