"No, I-" she sighed deeply. It wasn't her she was nervous about, it was the situation as a whole. Alice chewed her lip. Watching Astrid sit down, she smiled in amusement. What a curious girl. "You're going to fast, one at a time." she blinked slowly, shaking her head at the barrage of questions.
"There's well. Well there's eight and a half of us with me included." She holds out her fingers to begin counting as she rattled off names. "Emmett, Jasper, Rosalie, Carlisle, Esme, Edward, Bella, and Renesmee, or Nessie. Nessie is half human. She's our half." She shrugged, thinking about her niece. Alice, this is no time to get distracted.
"There's a lot of Covens but no two are the same. The closest in the Denali Coven. They're in Alaska. They're pretty similar to us, but not completely." Alice's face fell with the mention of their 'council'. It may not be safe to tell her about them, but then again, they'd be coming anyways. "The Volturi. Aro, Caius, and Marcus are the figure heads. Both Aro and Caius have wives as well, and Aro likes to collect, gifted, vampires. If you ever want to kill one, Jane would be a good place to start." Alice shivered.
"Um, my brother Edward can read minds. His wife, Bella? She's a shield. Jasper, my husband, he's an empath. In this coven? That's it. I had foresight before I was changed, or so I read. Carlisle only changes the dying." She tucked a stray curl behind her ear. "As for the Volturi, like I said, they like to collect the gifted. Aro is a tactile telepath; he can see your memories through touch. With me, he see's what I do. Marcus can identify relationships. Um, they have Jane, and she can cause pain by focusing on you. Her brother Alec has this, this black mist that can paralyze you and take your senses. There's so many, but they're the one's to watch for."
Alice shrugged. "Carlisle is over three hundred. He's our dad, at least theirs. Then Edward, in 1918 at age seventeen, so he's one hundred thirteen. Esme, our mother, was changed in 1921 at age twenty-six, and she's one hundred nineteen. Rosalie was changed in 1933, when she was eighteen, so she's ninety-nine. Emmett came two years later, and he's the same age as Rosalie. Bella was changed in 2006, so she's twenty-seven, and a newborn still. Edward and Bells have a daughter, and she's eight now."
Stopping in her story, she frowned, unsure of how to explain Jasper, let alone herself. "Jasper was a Major in the confederate army. He trained newborns in an army. I found him a few years after I changed. He's one hundred seventy. Then there's me. I was apparently changed by an old rogue in the mental hospital my father put me in, and I'm a hundred thirteen, same as Edward. I was changed after him though. I met Jasper in 1948, and we joined this coven two years later."
She smiled, brushing away the memories. "It seems we have been doing this a while. Now, can I ask where you intend to stay? Like I told you, we aren't your normal red-eyed nomad. We only hunt animals, and you're more than welcome to stay here."
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