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An Ocean Away

Summary:
Twins Ansel and Allegra live very different lives. Ansel lives in Forks, eagerly anticipating the day he will become a werewolf. Allegra lives in Volterra, loving the life of a Volturi guard member. The problem is, they have no idea they're related. Part four in the Twist of Fate series.


Notes:
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24. Ansel: Boring

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Two months later and an ocean away...

Two months after we got back from Italy, Axelle hadn't even started to heal yet. The entire family had, at some point, tried to talk to her. The only one that had even gotten her to respond was Rosalie, and even then it was only a few mumbled words. We were worried about her.

Allegra, Demetri, Jane, Alec, and Felix were in Italy, catching any vampires who came to ask about the disappearance of the Volturi. They were also there to say, even though the Volturi are out of power, there will still need to be a sense of responsibility. If anything gets out of hand, Allegra knew that it fell to us to deal with it. She assured whoever asked that we would deal with it in a much more civilized manor. It was like our family was the new, nice, Disneyified version of the Volturi. Before she left, she tried to get through to Axelle... it didn't work.

It was summertime when we finally got her to talk to us. We were at our house, the one that Jack and Emmett built. Axelle was sitting in the window seat, watching the rain sprinkle gently on the front lawn. Jack was cooking pancakes for us, and I was sitting at the table waiting for food. I couldn't remember the last time I talked... it had been a few hours, at least. I was just glad Athena was going to meet me at the big house in less than an hour.

When Axelle sighed sadly, Jack threw down the spatula.

“Dammit, Axelle!” he yelled. “Do you think Emmett would want you to mope around like this?”'

Axelle turned and shot him the meanest look that I had ever seen. It was like he was suddenly her worst enemy.

“If he were here right now what would he call you?” continued my dad, not at all affected by her glare.

She pursed her lips as she thought. The anger started to slowly melt out of her features. “He'd... he'd probably call me boring,” she admitted quietly.

“Exactly!” Jack exclaimed.

She shook her head and turned back to the window.

“You thought Allegra was dead once,” I noted. “How did you deal with that?”

Jack sighed. “Emmett helped us a lot,” he said reluctantly.

“How?” I asked, not letting it drop.

“He's Emmett,” growled Axelle.

“Emmett wouldn't want you to sit at home and watch the rain all day,” I insisted. “He'd want you to be out having fun for him. He'd be bored silly stuck in here!”

It was silent for an entire minute. It was broken when the smell of burning pancakes permeated the air.

“Crap,” muttered Jack.

Axelle stood up and stalked out of the room. When she came back, she was tying her long, curly hair away from her face.

“What are you doing?” asked Jack.

Axelle didn't answer. She walked to the entertainment center, pulled something out of a drawer, and then ran out of the house.

Jack and I looked at each other.

“Where is she going?” I asked.

“No clue,” he replied. We followed her, and it turned out she was running to the big house.

She took a deep breath before opening the door. She hadn't been in the house since we had gotten back from Italy. Jack and I watched her carefully. We had no idea what she was going to do, and I was a little bit nervous.

She pushed the door open and walked straight to the TV. Next to it was something I had never noticed before. There was a picture hanging next to the TV. The frame was decorated with mushrooms and stars and banana peels. The picture was of a very small person with long, blonde hair driving in a car, and a massive person driving a car. It was decorated with glitter and stickers.

Axelle ran her finger along it before plopping onto the ground and revealing what she had in her hand. It was a green, see-through controller. I remembered when she got it...

Yeah, well I gave your mom the best controller I have ever played with!” exclaimed Emmett. We were at the kitchen table, all trying to one up each other by describing the best presents we had ever given someone.

Oh... I think Emmett wins,” admitted my dad. “I remember that controller.”

I laughed. “What's so special about some stupid controller?”

Emmett, Jack, and Axelle all looked at me, obviously appalled that I would ask such a silly question.

Emmett didn't lose a single game the entire time he played with that thing,” said Axelle. “He gave it to me because he said, after years of winning, too much was resting on the controller. He wanted to see if he could win without it.”

Jack laughed. “And he couldn't!”

Emmett shook his head. “Well, I can't take it back now... it's almost cheating.”

Like that ever stops you,” Jack said under his breath.

Emmett glared at Jack, clearly exasperated. “Everyone knows about those shortcuts!”

“Well, are you going to play with me or not?” asked Axelle, turning to look at Jack.

As the game clicked on, the family started to slowly creep into the living room from around the house. Esme, the first one in, smiled as soon as she saw what was happening.

“Dammit, Jack! Stupid banana peels...” Axelle muttered.

“Oh, you hush. You have the magic controller,” said Jack, concentrating even harder on the game.

Carlisle was next. He stood behind Esme and had almost the exact same smile on his face. I knew he was elated that Axelle was actually playing a game. It was a dramatic improvement over when he saw her last.

Bella and Jasper came down the stairs, hand in hand, and gazed at Axelle in awe. They knew that when she got upset, she really got upset. They thought that she was never going to get to the point of playing Mario Kart, something that was so entirely Emmett.

Rosalie was the last to enter the room. She came in through the back door, after spending all day in the garage. She spent even more time in there than she usually did after we got back. She seemed to find comfort while tinkering with the insides of her very expensive sports cars. She wiped her hands on her pants before sitting down behind Axelle. A sort of unspoken friendship had formed between them. Without either of them saying it out loud, I knew they had gotten closer than they had ever been before.

“Hi, Auntie,” said Axelle quickly.

“Hi, Axy. You can beat this clown,” said Rosalie.

“Uh, yeah, sitting right here,” growled Jack.

“Uh, yeah, Axelle has the controller,” retorted Rosalie.

Why do people assume that she's going to win just 'cause she has that!” exclaimed Jack, exasperated. “I'm good at this game!”

Rosalie started to laugh. “Aww... pauvre vieux!” said Rosalie sarcastically. “We're hurting his feelings!”

“You hush!” exclaimed Jack, scowling at the TV.

“I'm winning!” said Axelle quickly. Her fingers ran furiously over the controller.

When the doorbell rang, I opened the door quickly and quietly. I didn't want to distract Axelle or Jack... I knew that would be the kind of thing that warrants a controller aimed right at the head.

Athena and I had grown even closer over the months that followed the Italy incident. When she saw what vampires and werewolves were actually capable of, she was more than a little bit afraid. When I went back to get her after the fight, she was curled into a ball at the foot of the bed.

When I explained to her that all of that power was there to protect her, she felt a little better. When I told her that I would have no problem protecting her, that I would be safe while protecting her, she felt much, much better. I spent a lot of my time at her house, and for most of it, Natalia was there, too. She was, quite possibly, the most infuriatingly cute little girl to walk the planet.

Anso?” she asked. It was one afternoon after school. I had gone to pick her up, and we were the only two at her house.

Yes, Natalia?” I answered.

Do you yub me?” Yub... Natalia's version of the word love.

Yes, Natalia.” She was up to something...

Then, Anso?”

Yes, Natalia?” It was the thing I said most around her. She was forever asking questions.

Can I hab the jelly beans?” She looked at me with all of the cute she could muster, and pointed at the jar on the counter.

I'm sorry, Natalia. I don't think you can have those,” I said.

She frowned. “How about you hab three, and then I hab one. And then you hab three, and I hab one again?”

So.... I gave her the jelly beans.

“Ansel,” whispered Athena, ripping me out of my thoughts. She looked pointedly at Axelle and Jack.

I nodded.

Her eyebrows shot up. “Really?” she mouthed.

I nodded again, slipped my arm around Athena's waist, and then turned to watch.

“Axelle, what the hell? You big cheater!” exclaimed Jack.

For the first time in months, Axelle laughed. “Everyone knows about that shortcut!”