It was two years after the Cullens left Forks, Bella was over
Edward's abandonment with her. Jacob has always been there
for her as a crutch when she needed him, which was a lot then.
Before her twentieth Birthday they had gone over their relationship, that was
then spreading like a wild fire. She had gotten a collage application in Italy,
where she lived working with the Volturi, Aro being extremely happy of her
joining his little 'family' as he put it. She knew this would anger and worry
Edward, but he wasn't here. He was no longer in her life. So why should she care?
She could of gone back to Florida with her mother and Phil. Renee would have been
happy to see her daughter. She missed her mother and step-father. But no here she was
now in Brazil instead. She was sent here by Aro, to check out the vampire killings that
were growing rapidly. She was driving her '55 Chevy. In a way it reminded her of her
truck. Aro would of given her a much better car but she refused saying she wanted to
'blend' in for this job. She was here a week and nothing yet. Running her fingers through
her dark locks she sighed. Recently she added black streaks to her brunette hair.
Focused on her thoughts she didn't notice the car smashing into hers, nor the other one
that crashed into the back of her trying to stop. She sighed heavily as cops came to the
scene. She would of refused go to the hospital but instead she kept quiet. She should of
had blood all over her tan suit. But there was none. 'Guess some things are good about
being a vampire' she thought to herself pulling her bag to herself as she placed on a
stretcher and onto the ambulance. Some how they talked her into getting on one. She
reflected on her turning. She had woken up alone, clothes scattered everywhere. On her
third night, she never felt the burning sensation of her change, she had to been too drunk
then to actually feel it. Or she was out cold. Either way, when she woke it was dull. She
looked the E.R of the what seemed be a big hospital. Slight thoughts came back to that
night.
Looking in the mirror she didn't see brown eyes, instead she saw a gray violet with brown
rimming her pupil. It was too loud here, her vampic hearing enhanced everything.
Once the nurse left her alone on the hospital bed she sat up, taking off the neck brace. She
could easily get up and walk away right now, like nothing happened. But then again they
would look for her if she tried that. She didn't have to wait long for the doctor. Who she saw
made her suck in a sharp breath. There, in front of her was no other than Carlisle Cullen.
Topaz crashed with gray, both having a serious yet shocked look on their face. Bella was
quick to compose her facial features. "Well, isn't this a shock." he said softly. Then he turned
professional. "How do you feel Miss Tate? Any injuries, softness, or anything you'd like to tell
me?" he asked. Her jaw set for a few moments, she knew that look in his eye when he first saw
her.
"I feel fine Doctor.. Cullen" she said with a tiny bit of bite. She wasn't in shock, maybe
from seeing him, causing her to have slight deja-vu, but she was fine. Just needed to
get away. His forehead creased for a moment then he nodded, writing down something.
"Very well you're free to go Miss Tate, do come back if you feel dizzy or anything." He
said softly, staying in his professional tone. She did a stiff nod and slipped off the bed,
grabbing her things, she was close to stepping out the door until his voice called out to her,
causing her to stop. "Excuse me, may I ask you something?" He asked. 'Here it comes.'
She thought to herself, turning towards him once again, with another nod. She didn't need
to read minds or anything to know what he was about to ask. "Are you really Bella?" his
tone was calm, soft, almost full of relief. She stared at him for a moment, long and hard.
"Marie," her voice was low, low enough for the two of them as she corrected him, again.
"But I am." Her face softened for a split second then went back to a mask, she quietly
disappeared out of the hospital. Flipping open her phone she walked down the streets,
explaining what transpired to Aro, he immediately sent for another car, this time winning
what kind it would have been. "I'll be waiting" she spoke out quietly. "The car will be
there for you in three minutes" a voice spoke from the other line.
Sure enough a black Saleen S7 was in front of her by the time she said her goodbyes with
Aro and closed the phone. A deep sigh escaped her mouth as she climbed in quietly. It's
been a interesting yet long day for Bella or 'Marie'. She drove to the rented mini villa Aro
once again picked out for her. He was spoiling her too much. She was close to the forest
to hunt the white tailed deer that lived in it. Sometimes slipping to take human blood. But
that was Aro's fault. He begged her to eat with them, when she would normally slip out
and go to hunt animals, which ever ones that were in Italy. She would be disgusted after
she had her fill. She rather be a 'vegetarian' than drink human blood. Her natural vampire
gray eyes turning a siam colour on human blood then a crystal sage on animal blood. Only
return back to gray when she was full and the blood wore off some. Shaking her head
she tossed her things onto a nearby couch, she needed to hunt.
She liked being a vampire, it made her more graceful. She was well respected. Bella ran
through the dark forest silently, her feet barely touching the ground, leaving no mark of
her ever being there. Catching the scent of a deer she crouched then lunged herself at it,
snapping it's neck, making the kill less painful, she fed. Ten minutes later she drained
two more bucks before heading back to her 'home' to go on look out again. Trying to
pin point the vampire that was killing people mindlessly. For Bella, she was part of what
every vampire feared. The Volturi. With Bella's ability to shield herself also other's mind
from attack, and Necromancy, she was rather useful, and has proven such. Bella got along
with a good amount of people in the Volturi. Except Jane. Though that might be due to Aro
dotting on her almost left and right.. Really, Volterra, Italy was a beautiful place. And she
wouldn't really want leave it for the world. It was her present, and possible future.
Bella never went back to Forks, for good reason. If she did, she would of most likely gotten
ripped to shreds by the Quileute pack. A shudder ran through her body at the thought. Bella
changed into another set of clothes before heading out to roam the streets for her target.