The Marvelous Adventure of Edward Cullen
Chapter 1- Alone
What
if I say I'm not like the others?
What if I say I'm not just
another one of your plays
You're the pretender
What if I say I
will never surrender?
Foo Fighters- The Pretender
"Now, Edward, be patient. You're talent unused would be such a waste. Come, join us for a while," Aro said while extending his hand towards mine. I intensified my grimace and a harsh growl escaped my lips.
Come now, Edward. Think of the possibilities! Think of the wonders! Take your mind off of all of your burdens for a time. Come! Join us!, Aro pleaded in my mind. I light out another growl and he sighed.
"Edward, you can't mope and sulk about this Bella forever," he said while walking over to his massive chair. On the name "Bella" I screamed and fell to the floor. I was flooded by emotions that I had not experienced for a hundred years. I put my hands up to my chest where my ever silent heart should be and gripped it tight.
Jane walked up to me and grinned in an evil way. She kicked my leg and started to laugh. Foolish Edward. Don't give your heart away. Who's this "Bella" that Aro speaks of? Come now! Speak! Speak before you suffer! She yelled in my mind.
Her voice lingered there for a while like an echo. She growled and a crippling surge of pain washed through me. It hurt, but nothing compared to this new one. Nothing mattered anymore. I needed her. Not wanted, but needed.
I grabbed my knees and hugged them closer to my body trying to focus on people's thoughts instead. It worked for the most part, until I saw what I looked like in their minds. Desperate. Alone. Meaningless. That was all that I saw.
"Jane," Aro said in a calm manner. "Stop harassing Edward. Let him think." Think. That was the last thing I needed to do. Caius was suddenly by my side and held out his hand to help me up. I ignored it and kept my eyes down.
I slowly got up and walked through the wooden doors towards the lobby. I kept the scowl on my face as I ran through the halls. They wouldn't be able to catch me. I was too fast for them.
I reached the hole that opened to this God forsaken city. I climbed up through the it and walked through the damp alley way. It was night, so I could walk around freely. But there were still many people, so I still had to be cautious.
I kept going until I reached the water fountain. I peered into it and gazed at my reflection. My eyes were slowly turning darker. I didn't care. Why should I? I sat down on the rim and sighed, wishing something would just tear me down. I needed to be distracted.
I racked my brain for possible ideas to do. Denali? No, I would have to face Tanya again. Go back home? I couldn't bear to see the looks on my family's faces. Join the Volturi? Possibly when I was on the brink of madness. Which was not far off.
I saw a tall shadow come closer to me. "Um, hi, I was um, wondering if, um, you would come back to my hotel with me?" This mystery girl asked.
My gaze widened as I looked over her appearance. Very small tank top exposing most of her stomach which had a belly ring on it. She had shorts on that were so short that it could probably be used as tissue paper. Her hair had hot pink highlights in them with one strand of a green one. She probably used to be blonde. Sick. I don't like blondes. Anyway, she was a slut.
I looked away and didn't speak. A few seconds later, I said, "No." that was it. Just no. Nothing more. I didn't fell like making conversation.
Ugh! Finally after fourteen days in this city, I find a hott guy! And he's like gay, or something! Why must all the hott guys be gay?, she thought angrily as she walked away. Apparently, if a guy declines an invitation to a hotel room, he's gay.
But this time, another, darker shadow came to me. Edward, come on. Don't make me track you again. You're too much of a waste, Felix said in my mind. I was still not too happy about this so I kept silent. I didn't want the Volturi in my every, single move. I wanted to be alone.
Me a waste of tracking. It would be a waste to track down Amelia Earhart to him with his kind of tracking ability. I could track. Track who? Suddenly, a name popped into my head that made me want to rip apart anything.
Victoria.
A/N: So, I'm writing a new Twilight story in Edward's POV as you have seen. It takes place when he is visiting the Volturi and he tracks Victoria. If any of you ever read The Marvelous Adventures of Edward Tulane, I got the idea from this. So, I'll update soon and please review!
-Daisy
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.