Chapter Three

Title: When the Past Comes Knocking
Penname: TheDarkestFallingStar
Summary:
In a time of war three sides look for the mighty Siren Wolf of mutant lore. But Isa hasn’t been the same since she had lost her mate… so when she find out he is alive, she couldn’t help but go to him. Except; he doesn’t remember who she is.

Author Note: And continued

Disclaimer: I do not own anything x-men or twilight related!


Chapter Three

Third POV

Isa turned, she could sense the vampires inside and as she glanced at her time table she groaned. She had juniors all morning until the afternoon when she had seniors. Taking a deep breath she opened the door and stepped inside, the class growing silent instantly.

Her eyes scanned the room and found the two vampires at the back corner, near the windows. Their eyes were dark and she knew instantly there was something different and wrong about them.

“Hello class, I am your new teacher Ms Howlett. Today, I just want to get to know you all and about you. I know you had an assignment due tomorrow by your old teacher but I shall give you an extra week to finish it off.” She states, smirking as she saw a few of the students to sigh in relief.

Her eyes locked onto the vampires once more and resisted the frown as she saw the copper haired child’s eyes flicker to the other and frown.

I cannot see her Edward! This isn’t right, we’ve been keeping tabs on the mutants in this town and now I cannot see anyone! My gift is fizzing in and out, I can only see a few seconds a head now.

“Calm Alice, we will discuss this with Carlisle when we get home. I cannot hear her, much like I cannot hear the English teacher.”

Isa hummed before making her way towards the two. “Would you like to discuss to the class what is so important to speak while I am talking?”

The room went silent, all eyes on her and the two uncomfortable shocked vampires before her. If Remy did not trust the vampires then she wouldn’t either, maybe she could even mess with them a little. She knew there was something they did to cause Remy to dislike them; she could feel his anger as he mentioned them.

“N-no, sorry Miss.” The boy stuttered out.

“And your names are?” She asks, she knew they were Cullen’s but a name to go with the last and faces would be nice.

“Edward Cullen.” The boy gritted out before looking angrily at his sister.

“And you Miss?” She asks sharply when the girl did not answer; her eyes narrowed in anger but glazed over.

“Cullen, Alice Cullen.” She spat out before rubbing her temples.

“Well Miss and Mister Cullen, I would give you a detention but I’ll just give you a warning for now. Talk while I am talking again and I will give you afternoon detention.” She threatened before turning around and smirking as the whispers began.

“So I’ll call your name at random and I want you to stand up and tell me something about yourself.” Isa states as she pulled out the roll, her eyes scanning the page before looking back up again.

“Ben Cheney.”

Ben stood instantly, nervously as he glanced around the room and towards the new teacher. She was intimidating to say the least; he could sense something within her that screamed power. That and well he really hated public speaking.

“I… I uhm, I like computers. I like to pull them a part and put them back together again.” He stammered out, earning a few snickers from the others who quickly shut up when Ms Howlett’s dark eyes locked onto them.

“Is it just computers or all electronics?” She asks the young boy causing him to stammer some more, but none the less he answered all electronics before collapsing back in his seat, a blush across his face. She was sure now that he was one of the beta level mutants, probably lower class Cyberkinesis or Electrokinesis.

“You, what is your name.” She asks one of the boys chuckling flatly.

The boy stood up and winked at her, his chest puffing out a bit. “Well I’m Tyler Crowly, I like all things beautiful and miss, and you are beautiful.”

She could hear Remy laughing across the hall while she stood and sauntered her way towards her student. “Hm, Crowly much disrespect you have. I saw that you were one of the students who sagged in relief when I announced that the assignment was extended. This no longer applies for you, you have until tomorrow afternoon to hand in your essay or you fail. Now tuck in your shirt, pull up your pants and sit down.”

Tyler sat, his face tinting pink in embarrassment as he did what she asked instantly.

“Let this be a lesson to you all. I do not like to be disrespected; I do not like it when you disrespect your class mates. I will give you a detention if I must or send a letter home to your parents like I would do for a kindergartner who has been naughty. Now, who is next, ah… Abigail Grahm.”

The rest of the day passed in a blur and soon she found herself exhausted and waiting for Remy to join her outside. She hadn’t met any other of the Cullen’s as they had left school as lunch started.

“Ma Chère, sorry I was delayed. Come, I walked here you can give me a ride.” Remy chuckles out as he hoped into her car with a wide smile. “I see the Cullen’s have left, you must have done something.”

Snorting, Isabella hopped in the car and turned towards her friend, a wide grin on her face.

“That smile says make the misere. Tell me what it is you are planning, cher.” Remy asks with wide excited eyes, his hand going into his coat and pulling out his deck of cards. “Will I get to use these?”

With a laugh Isabella put her car into gear and drove towards her home, she had to make it seem she was there or her plan would fail if someone caught them. No one would of course, vampire gift’s didn’t work around her and she had a nifty little talent to turn her or anyone and thing invisible.

“Tell me Remy, what did the Cullen’s do piss you off and I may tell you.” She asks as she pulls into the drive.

Remy frowned before grunting, “I had heard the copper haired bioque that he could not hear me. The family grew nervous and when I had come home one night from Port Angeles, I had seen them running from my home. They had invaded ma home and looked through my belongings. Luckily, I hid all my tools and outfits in a secret hiding spot so they only suspect me to be a gifted human.” He spat out, flinching when he saw Isa’s eyes flare red.

“Insolent… I saw we go and have a little fun Gambit, blow some things up, cause a little mischief.” She states before grasping his arm and teleporting them near the house. She had instantly placed a shield around them and covered them using Charlie’s gift.

She could make them invisible but Charlie’s gift does just as well, he can hide you from powers from being detected. You name it he could do it, yet he couldn’t hide you forever and that was why he was only an Alpha Mutant.

“Mon dieu!” Remy exclaimed, his body jerky to a sudden stop just inside the tree line of the Cullen home. “You couldn’t do that last time, cher! How?” He asks shocked.

He knew that Isabella was powerful, a high Alpha Mutant but that, she had never been able to do that. He knew that she could create illusions, perhaps another telepath but he had never seen a telepath do that.

“I’ll explain later, now let us go have some fun shall we. We’re safe and shadowed from them, so let’s blow some things up and eavesdrop.” Isa states with a wicked grin as she struts calmly and confidently out into the open towards the Cullen home.

With a shrug he followed after her and right through the open back door. He waited for the signal, his fingers sparking and itching to make something explode. It had been a while since he had used them for anything but practice, he was growing anxious.


Author Note: Dun dun dun…

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