That was the entire reason you were at the Cullen house.

A witness for the strange little miracle upstairs. The half-human, half-vampire child the Volturi had already decided should die before she'd even had the chance to properly live.

So the Cullens gathered everyone they could. Coven after coven arriving through the snow, each vampire carrying stories, ancient grudges, and impossible gifts.

There were vampires who could create illusions so real they felt solid. Ones who could manipulate the elements around them. Others who saw fragments of the future before it happened.

And then there was you.

Electricity.

Not exactly glamorous compared to mind control or prophetic visions, but useful. Very useful.

You could light dead bulbs with a touch, overload entire circuits, charge electronics through your fingertips. And if you wanted to, you could send enough voltage through someone's body to put them on the ground screaming.

Unfortunately for you, Garrett had apparently decided your power was complete bullshit.

Especially after your little demonstration with Bella had failed miserably.

But Bella was a shield. Everyone knew that now. Powers simply slid off her like rain against glass. Mental abilities, physical gifts, anything supernatural aimed at her became useless.

You'd explained that already.

Garrett still looked unconvinced.

"Or your voltage has been exaggerated."

His tone carried that irritating confidence only very old vampires seemed capable of having. Arms folded across his chest, mouth tilted into an amused smirk, reddish eyes fixed on you like he was waiting for you to crack.

And when you volunterred to show him just how much elerricty could hurt, he immdeatly took the offer, stepping in closer.