A/N: This is the sequel to Dark Moon Rising. Sorry it took me so long to start but I'm just starting out High School and we are swamped with hw. And the books I'm reading demanded my attention cause I can't put them down in order to start my own. :) I think this story will be mainly Bella's POV but I might add someone else so I'll keep adding the heading.

Bella's POV

He was dead. I couldn't even believe it. I felt Seiren's power grip me and hold me in place while I watched my beautiful Edward get reduced to ashes. And through it all he just stared at me. I tried to look strong for him and wished that I could stop the tears that streaked my face. Wished for them to never have existed, wished for him to have changed me and for us to have spent eternity together. We had overcome so much, James, Victoria, even the Volturi, and yet I would never be able to kiss him again. I would never feel his cool, strong arms hold me. It wasn't supposed to happen like this. We were the prince and the princess. I knew it was childish but that was how I thought of him, my shining prince come to take me to the shining castle and us living happily ever after. Why?

The flames died with a wave of Seiren's hand. My eyes stayed on the ashes of my life only for another moment before turning in hatred toward her. He had asked me so sincerely not to seek revenge but my body burned with a fire that consumed and obliterated all rational thought. I lunged at her and with my new speed it felt like I had taken her by surprise. My fingers wrapped around her throat and for one blissful moments I felt my nails dig into the soft flesh. And then she was gone. I tapered toward the floor but caught myself just in time. Spinning around I saw her silhouette and imagined her grinning at me. Of course I was no match for her. Not yet anyway.

"If you're done, we still have to win this. The other Cullens are in much more changer and, if I'm not mistaken, one has died already," Seiren spoke in an emotionless tone which got me even more fired up.

"Fine." I bit out. "Unchain your dog and let me sink my teeth into something. If it isn't you, I guess I'll have to settle for the Volturi."

I knew it didn't make sense. Destroying the Volturi only helped her anyway but something told me that she would make me fight them in some way or another and I needed to get my anger out. Slowly she raised her hand and two large wings sprouted from between her shoulder blades. Black feather flew around me and I felt my body lifting up with every rotating they made around my body. Two pure white wings gleamed to life beneath me and I saw Hugue rising with us.

Like angels from hell we broke through the marble floor of the throne room. Aro's smile faded as he watched us rise above his head. I saw our army, or what was left of it, kneeling opposite of him. Jane was standing beside them but there was no Alec next to her. As I looked around I saw that many of the other Volturi weren't standing at their posts. We had done a lot of damage but there were only about fifteen of us left. I exhaled when I saw that Jacob was one of them.

The feathers released me and I plummeted to the floor. My landing was elegant and soundless but the tile cracked from the pressure. Pushing off I quickly circled around the room taking the life of whichever vampire I could get my hands on. Once I had finished dispatching them, Seiren engulfed their bodies in flames and made sure they would never rise again. I caught quick glimpses of Aro, Marcus, and Caius. Their faces portrayed the horror that I felt in their hearts. I was faster than them even though I wasn't as fast as Seiren.

I reached Jane last. Her red eyes glowed and I felt her powers reach for me. The pain seared through my flesh and I dropped my charge. Clutching my torso I fell to the floor and started writhing in agony. I tried to tell my brain that it was all tricks, smoke and mirrors, but it was just too real. My head lifted to see everyone staring at me. Seiren's cold gaze offered no assistance and I knew better than to expect it.

I flopped over so that I could see my tormentor. Jane's eyes were mirroring my frustration and hurt. For once she wasn't enjoying it. And for a moment I understood her, she had lost her brother. The most important person to her, or so I thought, gone. Was it because of me? I knew that I hadn't killed him but if it wasn't for me being such a helpless human, would he have lived? Probably not. If it hadn't been us, Seiren would have found another way to kill them. I stared into her eyes with a mixture of hate, compassion, and maybe even guilt. I could think through the pain she was inflicting on me which probably meant that I was capable of killing her. And I was going to kill her.

"At least you'll be with him," I whispered before pushing myself to my knees and then to my feet. Her eyes widened and I felt her frantically increase her power. It hurt, yes. But was it any different than seeing Edward die? Yes. This was physical, it would go away if I just waited it out or did something to stop it. Edward's death couldn't be forgotten, couldn't be reversed, and I couldn't do anything about it. Never would I have a second chance and, if I did get one, would I be able to save him?

MY hands grabbed her jaw and moved in a quick caress before taking their positions under her chin. Her eyes widened at first but then they closed in submission. She accepted death and she looked so much like him that I hesitated. Yet she wasn't himand that revelation was what lifted my hands. A sickening crack resounded around the room and in my head. The pain was washed out of my body but not my mind. It was like I was a puppet. Strings pulled at my arms making me rip her small body apart. The flames came. Orange, red brilliantly licking at her black clothes and white skin. Red eyes melted away. Skin turned to charcoal and then to dust. The flames dissipated and the dust blew away.

"I expected you to be my death, mother," Aro spoke up defiantly causing me to turn around.

Seiren held one of her hands pressed against his neck in a sort of karate chop while the other was pressed against his chest right over his heart. "As I am your creator it is only fit for me to destroy you. No?"

"I loved you. That is why I offered myself for your experiment. Now you kill me...Because of your mistake?" Marcus and Caius were huddled at the bottom of the stairs but Aro refused to grovel.

"When you love someone you must be ready for betrayal," Seiren frowned slightly and a brief flash of something passed through her eyes. It could have been a flinch but I wasn't sure if she was capable of feeling love.

"Too true," Aro smiled a brief second before her first hand took off his head and her second ripped out his heart. Both did this simultaneously and I knew he felt no pain. Why does everyone smile before they die? I wanted to scream for them but I just stood there, staring at the scene. Would I smile too?

"Thank you for your help my little pet," Seiren called over to me from where she was standing. "I will call on you when it is time to finish the job and then I shall kill you too."

"Not if I kill you first," I let the threat hang in the air.

Know this," she chuckled under her breath. "I am Death's messenger and therefore I will not die. Only everyone around me dies, and so it will be with you. Hmm. If only you knew how much I wish you could kill me."

A pang of her emotions hit me. Bloodlust, joy, maybe adrenaline, but under these there was a small voice screaming and trying to be heard. Agony and loss. Loss of all that was her's. I tried to feel sympathy but was it right for her to take everything for me just to make someone else like her in the world?

"I will find a way. I promise you," a small smile crept over her face as I said this. It seemed sincere but a bit mocking as well. She didn't believe me and why should she have? But she also didn't know my determination. Either I would kill her and have my need for revenge appeased, or she would kill me and I would see my Edward. Either way...

Seiren and Hugue lifted their wings and caught the midnight draft of air, but not before I could utter my last words to them, "I win."