While my train of thought repaired itself, Ewdard and James talked, across the room on the bed. Me, sitting there confused, sat there confused. Jeez, this has been a long day. Attacked by werewolves.... These crazy hot boys talking to each other. I sighed, finally collecting my thoughts. I stood up, feeling a bit wobbly. Trying not to topple over,and ignore the nagging pain... everywhere... I walked over to the heated conversation.
     "She doesn't have to know!" James said.
     Edward calmly replied, "She must know. If we are to protect her, she must know how much risk is involved, at least. Being in the dark is no place to be. You should know."
     James let out a frusturated sigh-ish moan-ish thing. I stood there, those two apparently oblivious. In the end, Edward won the contest of discovering me first. He looked to his side.
     "Oh, Candy. I'm glad to see that you can stay balanced." He sounded rather relieved, so I believed him. I smiled at him, in gratitude. But, then I frowned. A small crease appearded between my eyes.
     "Edward, please tell me what the hell is going on here. I-I would like to know, no matter how.... bad it is...." I found my voice trailing off. Much to my own dismay, I don't want to learn. But....
     Edward smiled gently at me. I almost pouted at the "oh, you poor weak thing" look, but barely restrained myself. I bit my lip, staring at the hot boy before me. Damn, why does all of the weird things always happen to me??!!
     "Candy, you.... are the Chosen One. There are two girls, always sisters, who get a piece of a soul from many years ago," Edward said to me. I stood there, puzzled. He continued, "A long time ago, there was two sisters. Both were beautiful girls, making many fall in love with them. They were twins, except for one difference. One was blonde, another black haired." He paused, making sure I was paying attention. Boy, was I paying attention! "The blonde, named Lily, for her fairness and sweetness, grew up to be a very smart girl. She loved to learn, about everything. She grew up on Earth, and later created the world we are on now, but that is later.
     "The black haired one was named Raven, for her pure black hair, so deep a color it looked like a bottomless pit of darkness. Both girls never cut their hair. It was a pact made by both girls, who decided that that one promise would keep them together forever." Edward's face darkened. "But it didn't. Raven was jealous of Lily. Raven thought Lily was better than herself, even though they were both evenly matched. Raven cut her hair, and declared war on her sister. They were both only 16 then. Raven had no army, while Lily created her own. She created this world we stand on. Madjralin. She created us, and many other creatures. Werewolves were also created, but Raven lured them to her side with dark promises. They were always creatures thinking about wealth."
     Edward stared at me for a moment. I stared back, at his lovely deep gold eyes. I had stopped frowning, and only listened to Edward's sweet, melodious voice. It didn not sound girly at all. It sounded like honey. It flowed smoothly. Every word sounded so precise. He always seems so organized.... I like that in a boy. Boys are usually- this is the average teenager- sloppy, unorganized, loud with friends, occasionally smart, usually stupid, and more than most of the time, shallow. But he seems different...