Not the Right Shade

Questioned

"How many shoes am I supposed to have?" Sybil asked, allowing either twin to answer.

"How many did you have before?"Jane inquired.

"I had one pair."

"Well, what happened to those?" Alec asked.

It was the first thing Alec ever said to her. The first time she ever heard his baritone voice. It was a meaningless phrase, just a cause to keep the awkward conversation going to avoid the even more awkward silence. Sybil could have used her next words to seem witty or intelligent. Instead, Sybil's mouth decided the brain was taking too long and took matters into its own metaphorical hands.

"I think the word Jane used was incinerated." Sybil's left eye twitched in annoyance at herself, while Alec looked at her in mild amusement and Jane continued to ruffle through the wardrobe to find suitable night clothes for Sybil to sleep in.

"They smelled atrocious. I'm surprised Demetri didn't mistake you for someone else. "Jane responded.

At the mention of the tracker's name, Sybil perked up considerably. "Where is Demetri anyway?"

Alec seemed shocked at her innocent questioned, then glared at the wall through the corner of his eye as if it had personally insulted him. His sister seemed nonchalant.

"He went to find the immortal child and its creator. He is the tracker after all." Jane paused for a moment before speaking again. "It is very difficult to resist the charm of an immortal child. How did you manage to manage not to fall under its spell?" She asked, lying the appropriate garments on the bed. Alec returned to a placid expression, now both the red gazes of the twins fell on Sybil.

The violet eyed vampire laughed quietly and nervously. "It's just got something to do with my power. No big deal." but as soon as she said power, the twins looked surprised and intrigued. Well, as much as they could with their seemingly permanent stone face expressions.

"What powers?" They demanded simultaneously.

'I hate being put on the spot.' Sybil thought "do you want the technical reason or do you just want me to show you?"

Alec answered, cutting off his sister as she opened her mouth to respond. "Explain, then show us."

Sybil sighed and sat on the bed. All she wanted to do was sleep, and using her powers drained her. But she sighed again and started. "Okay. So, I can send out thought waves that stops you from perceiving me and my actions. I can block someone's conscious and subconscious from noticing me."

"You can force people to ignore you?" Jane asked, and if Sybil could still blush, she would have.

"Basically. Not a spectacular skill, I know."

"Show us." Jane said, crossing her arms and squinting, seeming unimpressed already.

With a brief look to Alec, who was staring at her intensely, Sybil sighed in defeat and closed her eyes, and pictured a little light switch in her mind. The switch turned off at her will, and when her eyes reopened, the twins' eyes were looking around the room frantically.

"Where did she go?" Alec asked, briskly stalking to his sister's side.

Sybil laughed loudly, knowing they wouldn't hear her, and took the time to change into the clothe Jane picked for her. When she was finished, she took chance and flicked Alec in the nose before quickly crawling beneath the covers. Then she finally turned herself back on, she composed herself and her wide smile was gone.

Immediately, Jane's eyes snapped to Sybil's form and Alec's hand flew to his nose to rub away the pain.

When did you change? How did you do that?"

"Did you hit me?"

Sybil smiled and giggled at the twin's reaction.

"I told you. You wouldn't notice me, my actions, or the reactions to my actions until I turned myself back on, er- when I returned.

That answer satisfied Jane, but the now upset Alec looked at her distrustfully.

"That doesn't explain why the child's charm didn't work on you."

"Most vampire's power are controlled by their mind. If the mind ignores me, how can its power affect me?

"So most gifts won't work against you?" He asked/ demanded to know.

"Only when you can't see me." she answered, not looking at the twins anymore and slipped further into the bed and beneath the comforter. "Any more questions before I pass out from exhaustion?"

"Why aren't you apart of a coven?" Alec demanded. Jane didn't seem to mind that her brother was now taking over the conversation.

"No one asks me to stay."

"What about your creator?"

"She left me. Or she's dead. I don't know, I don't really remember her really. I woke up in a canning factory in Maine, I think a year ago? I don't know. I don't really remember anything before that."

"You're from America?"

Sybil sighed in frustration. Damn normal vampires who don't tire. "No. I don't know where I'm from, but I know it's not the US. I don't really remember how I got there. Or really my newborn year."

If Sybil's eyes were opened, she would have seen the concerned looks the twins exchanged. Alec made a move to ask another question, but Jane stopped him with her grip and gestured to Sybil's already sleeping face.

Quiet as the dead, the twins left the room. "Sleep well, Sybil. "Jane clipped before exiting, her brother lingering in the doorway.

Before turning off the light, Alec looked at the girl one more time. This strange girl who came to theVolturi, willingly, to give testimony against a crime because she knew it was wrong, not because she was out for Corossa personally. Personal, Alec wanted the trial over with so that Sybil could leave. Those purple eyes seemed to be behind his eyelids every time he would blink. They made him feel too much.