'I require neither,' I tell the room, seeing I have their attention.
'Originally, both milk and animal blood could have been a source of nutrition, however Bella's body could not handle the amount of nutrients I needed to grow. Now,' I pause, because it's Twilight...and pausing is dramatic. 'Only human blood can give me what I need.'
It would not be a lie to say that I was anticipating and slightly looking forward to, at the very least, a collective gasp to ring out across the room, or something equally satisfying for the bomb I had just dropped.
However, there was sadly not much of a reaction at all.
A furrowed brow here. A raised brow there. And looks of surprise everywhere.
Though, it would make sense. They had been feeding Bella human blood, after all. Keeping that going for a while wouldn't be the greatest surprise to be thrown their way. And no matter how much the movies said otherwise, these are individuals who have experienced some shit.
None of them are anywhere near as badass as I was in the past, or even am now as a gorgeous baby. But they have all been faced with struggles and have all triumphed. It would appear, no matter how light I wish to make of these interactions, I may need to afford these brown-eyed ones some respect.
'Also, I have decided on a name for myself.' *Gasp*
Ahahahahaha, that's better bitches. Give me my exaggerated reactions!
'Though, we should wait for Bella to wake from her transition for that. For now,' I level my eyes around the room and pierce them with a steely baby gaze. 'The wolves will more than likely want to make their move and take a bite out of what those racists are sure to believe to be a demon baby. Me communicating the way I am does not help the situation. For now, none of us should leave, lest the others are left vulnerable. Now, please, I could use a drink.'
Rose reacts quickly.
I can feel her body about to move towards the door.
'Stop,' I tell her. 'I cannot leave the room, lest someone catch sight of me through one of the many glass windows that make up the walls of our home.'
I could hear Esme shift uncomfortably.
Honestly, that was a slight jab in her direction.
I mean, the design is lovely...unless you value privacy.
'Just tell one of the others to bring a cup, just like with Bella, and that will be enough. I can already feel the lack of nutrition affecting my muscle-growth.'
Carlisle takes on a look of surprise.
"What do you mean muscle-growth?" He asks as he comes closer to take in my babyness. "I will not question how you have knowledge of such, since I can assume you know what I know, however that should also mean that you know your body is far off from producing a definable musculature that requires additional nutrients. Unless, your accelerated growth will continue as it did with your birth? Is this correct?" He finishes his rant with a double question. Clearly, he takes his science seriously.
'Yes, that is correct. I can feel my body. Every inch. Even now, I grow hungrier by the second as my body lacks the fuel that it needs to continue my growth.'
This is not true. Sure, I'm hungry. However, what I said about my body needed this or that is definitely a lie. Just look at my counterpart Renesmee. They did not overfeed that baby anymore than they thought a baby needed, and she still grew fine.
No, this was me working a hypothesis, and hopefully reaching a conclusion earlier than I expected in terms of the gains that I can expect throughout my growth cycle.
Gains that will definitely come in handy, especially since I doubt them simply telling Jacob to fuck off back to the reserve will go over so well when he returns. No, I need a some immediate cards up my sleeves and...Ah, there's my blood...and hopefully, I would soon get them.
*Slurp*
That first pull through the straw was magical.
Like nothing I've ever experienced...and I've had fivesomes, my friends. All women, obviously.
And yet, it all pales in comparison to a single pull from a straw of that elixir of life. Oh, how I imagine it will be straight from the tap. I can't wai...wait.
Did I just go from a fully realized human to a fully realized human eater in the span of...hold up. I have had plenty of time to come to that realization...just that I never did.
*Slurp*
Mhhhmmm, introspection can wait. For now, let's just let this straw be your only friend, like a dollar bill and a coke head. Hmm, it's at moments like that that I'm glad Edd cannot read my mind.
However, *Slurp* *Slurp* I digress. I have an actual reason for this, besides the tastiness of it all.
Focus, baby, focus.
I concentrate on myself. Attempting to grasp, once again, that energy that I believe to be my soul........
But, I cannot.
I was afraid of this.
I originally wanted to use that energy to nourish my body through the essence in the blood in order to kickstart my growth...but it might not be that simple.
Moving on.
Focus, deeper.
Deeper.
Yes, yes. I see it. My tree.
However, despite the clear intake of energy, the tree is not responding at all, so once again, a fear has been confirmed. Creating abilities new abilities through absorbing lifeforce or essence, might be out of reach...at least from stale blood.
There is a possibility that it would work if I take it straight from the tap.
Then, I may be able to take myself a Selene Gallio and go to the ranks of an En Sabah Nur.
So far, I know for certain that I have telepathy and a shield. However, that is hardly enough...and not at all everything I have. That is only what I had available before and following my birth.
*Slurp*
Yes, I solidified my "talent" as lifeforce absorption, with an emphasis on lifeforce manipulation, which would allow me to take in energy, that I could then use to do various things. The only reason that it is not yet working is because, I am simply way too premature as a vessel capable of manipulating it.
My "soul"..no let's stick with marvel logic and say my "astral" self that was capable of manipulating my vessel and Bella, is now contained within the vessel completely. Meaning, I can no longer project that energy to myself nor my surroundings without first connecting to it once again. Seeing as how I have no ancient one to palm strike me out of my physical body, I can only do it through meditation.
*Slurp*
Or not.
*Slurp* *Slurp* *Slurp*
Ooohhhhhhh yeeaaahhhh, I'm feeling it! I'm feeling it!
A little bit more baby, just a little bit more until we..get....it....aaahhhhhhhhh.
*Zooonnggggggg*
Immediately, the pale faces in the room looked around quickly, before zeroing in on the baby that seemed to be enjoying himself a little too much and had lost himself in drink, which caused Edward no shortage of worry. In the TVD universe, Klaus would have definitely popped in to say "He's a rippah," followed by a creepy smile. However, this is Twilight, so instead they all just watched the baby indulge himself on the drink of kings, from which they could not partake.
Not even two seconds later, every single other vamp in the house zipped to the room with the miracle baby, or so he likes to think, and focused on him.
They all heard the almost gong like sound that came from the baby's body and were hoping beyond hope that nothing was wrong with him. After all, he was not only one of a kind from their perspective, but also a great unknown.
Despite the nonsense going on outside of his body, baby was doing quite well for himself.
For you see, while he could not gain an additional ability yet using his manipulation, nor reactivate his "skill tree". He did gain something else. Something that he had lied about previously, but had now become the truth.
He could feel it.
As if an invisible ball had been containing his energy within his mind had shattered, and once again allowed him to "feel" it all. Everything.
Information poured into his mind, supplying him with aspects that he knew not the terms for most.
Every molecule of his body was known to him and to every inch he felt a connection. Like he could reach out an touch the smallest aspect of himself and he loved it.
But that was not all.
Even with his eyes closed, he could see. Everything. Every aspect of his surroundings was clear to him, or at least every detail of his surroundings. Like a constantly updating image in his mind. The people, furniture, dust. He could "see" it all...and perhaps touch it? Only time would tell.
For now though, one thing was for certain.
As far as his body was concerned, as long as he had a healthy intake of some of that good stuff, he would without a doubt be seeing them gains, and sooner. Much sooner, rather than later, them gains would be seeing him on his way to doing the things that needed to be done.
*Slurp*
He could not wait.
*Pluck*
What the fuck!
"I think he's had enough," an incredibly irritating voice spoke out and pulled him from his revelry.
'Edward fucking whatever your last name is...I'm going to fucking shit down your throat.'
Well now, that really doesn't sound like something a baby should be thinking. It's a good thing he's so fucking handsome.
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