Under Cover Princess
I Do Not Own Twilight.
Chapter 1: Running
I woke up again with the sound of my maid, Renata, calling me. I opened my eyes to be greeted by her blue eyes and smiling face. "Good morning Princess Isabella," she greeted.
If you don't know my name is Princess Isabella Marie Swan. I am the princess of Italy, my father is king and my mother was queen. If you are asking about the 'was' part I will explain. I said was because my mother died 4 years ago during my cousin's wedding. Because my family is royalty some people tried to kidnap me, but my mother was held hostage instead. We paid ransom but when we got my mother back it was seen that she was abused against her will.
We found cuts along her neck and stomach, bruises on her face and legs. I still remember that night, and it kills me that I was the source of her killing. Every time I remember that night I start to shake violently and sob like there was no tomorrow. My father also cries of the loss of my mother and his wife.
Flashback
The men closed in on my family. They wore masks and they carried weapons of all sorts like guns, knives, swords. There were about 20 men, all with one thing they wanted. Me. People thought I was beautiful but I wasn't. They wanted to kidnap me and get a huge amount of money for ransom from my family. My mother tried to stop them from taking me but they thought of something else. A man held my mother by the neck and pressed his gun to her temple.
"Mom!" I cried, tears smudging my make-up.
"Give me the Princess or I'm going to shoot," The man threatened.
"I give myself to you," I said shaking and stepping forward.
"Isabella!" My father cried from behind me. I glanced behind me and saw my whole family behind me, their faces worried. I continued walking until something took me back. A pair of familiar arms encased around my waist and pulled me back. I looked to see that it was Felix, my bodyguard. "Felix let go please!" I cried to him. "I need to get my mother! Do you know what they'll do to her?"
"I'm so sorry Princess," he said as he carried me back. I struggled to get out of his grip but I knew it was no use.
"Mom! I promise to get you; I won't let them hurt you!" I cried out to my mother.
"Isabella please take care of your father. I'm sorry but I cannot risk your life. Let them take me. I'm sorry but I know I won't make it out alive. I'm sorry I won't be there when you get married, when you have your first child, I'm so very sorry. I love you dearly but this is what I need to do." My mother's last words cried before the men took her away. Her words made me fall limp in Alec's grasp and I fell into unconsciousness.
A month later we had the police track down where the men were holding my mother hostage. They were holding her hostage in an old abandoned warehouse just out of town. We broke down the door in early dawn and the police arrested the men. That's when I saw my mother, lying limp, tied to the chair.
"Mom!" I screamed as I ran to her. "Dad come quick I found mom!" I called to my father. He rushed to my side and looked at my mother. He lifted her head up and gasped. I glanced up and saw bruises on my mother's cheeks and a cut on my mother's throat. That image was too much and I broke down. The paramedics heard me and ran to us. They checked my mother's pulse and said the thing I dreaded. "I'm sorry you Majesty's but Queen Renee Swan is dead." They told us.
That was the last thing I heard before I fell into unconsciousness.
Flashback End
I slowly opened my eyes and tried to calm down my shaking. I wiped my tears and took a shower. The warm water helped me calm down as well as my strawberry scented shampoo and conditioner. I came out and slipped on my underwear and my back dress. Today was the same day my mother died. This is one of the days my family go to my mother's gravestone and my tutor Elzear didn't come to tutor me.
I put on my black elbow dress gloves and my black heels. I slipped on my white rose ring, the gold brooch of a ballerina my mother bought me, my Chanel pearl earrings and my heart necklace. I put my credit cards and money in my YSL purse and grabbed my iPhone. I sat at my vanity whilst my make-up stylist, Jacob, combed my brown hair that fell to my waist into a messy bun. He put on red lipstick on my lips and placed mascara on my eyelashes.
"Done," Jacob said. I opened my eyes and gasped. I looked beautiful.
"Thank-you Jacob! I love you!" I said as I kissed his cheek.
"I know you do Isabella," He said as he hugged me.
"Gotta rush, its starting soon." I said as I dashed down the corridor. My father was waiting at the entrance of our castle.
"Hello Isabella, dear." He greeted me.
"Hello father," replied. I couldn't call him by dad since he always wanted to be formal. He led me to our car which our driver, Alec, drove. We had many cars. For special occasions we drove a black hummer, my father owned silver Audi and I owned a blue Porsche. I looked at the tombstone when we arrived and ran my hand over the engraved message.
Queen Renee Emalia Swan
19/3/1970-30/10/2006
The loving mother of Princess Isabella Marie Swan and caring wife of King Charles Carlo Swan. Died by abuse when held hostage when a kidnapping disrupted on the wedding of Lady Maria Kingsley. May she be in our hearts and rest in peace.
I didn't know that I was crying until I tasted one of my tears. The procession was starting so I sat down in my chair at the front. I took a tissue out of my purse and dabbed my eyes, not wanting to ruin Jacob's work. The priest started but I only tuned in for the first little bit.
"Oggi celebriamo l'Aniversary 4 della morte di Cigno di Emalia di Renee di Regina di Italia." The priest started. (Translation: Today we celebrate the 4th Anniversary of the death of Queen Renee Emalia Swan of Italy.)
After the ceremony at the wake my father was talking to some of my relatives. My father only knew a bit of Italian so I had to speak a lot of Italian to him.
"Il padre vado al mio prato appena oltre la foresta nel retro del castello. Sarò di ritorno a 4pm al più." I told him. (Translation: Father I am going to my meadow just beyond the forest at the back of the castle. I will be back at 4pm at the most.)
"Ok Isabella. Fare attenzione e l'amo." He replied and kept talking with the people he was talking to. (Translation: Ok Isabella. Be careful and I love you.)
I asked Alec to drive me back. He was American so I spoke English to him.
When we arrived. "Thank-you Alec," I thanked him.
"It's Ok Princess Isabella." He replied.
He drove back to the wake after I go out and waved farewell. I took off my heels and started my trek in the woods. After 20 minutes I finally arrived to my old tree house I built when mom was alive with my old best friend Jane. Jane had moved away a very long time ago. I glided my way to the ladder and put my shoes at the stump. I climbed up the ladder and was surprised that I still fit. In one of the corners were Jane and I's books that we used to read. They were dusty but were in good condition. I took them in my hands and blew the dust of them. The top book was Cinderella by Walt Disney.
Cinderella was one of my favourite books when I was little. During bedtime my mother would read me a bedtime story. I would choose a book from the bookshelf and give it to her. Almost every night she would read Cinderella. I would say, "Mommy Mommy! I want to read Cinderella."
I thought and thought. I didn't want to stay in Italy for my whole life. I finally decided that I wanted to go back to my mother's home town, Forks Washington. I got up, laid the books down and dusted my dress. I climbed down and grabbed my shoes.
I ran back to the castle and to my room. I grabbed my black suitcase that said Isabella on the front in cursive gold writing. I packed all my clothes and shoes in 2 suitcases. My carry-on was my iPhone, iPod touch, laptop and Wuthering Heights. Under my clothes I laid a picture of my family at the royal gala ball the year before mom died. I wrote a letter to all the staff and my father.
Dear Staff,
I am sorry but I have to leave. I may come back on holidays. I am going back to my mother's home town, Forks Washington. Please don't tell my father. I am tired of crying every year and I just want to start of fresh. I will miss you all dearly. I'm so sorry to all.
Hugs & Kisses
~Princess Isabella Marie Swan.
My next letter was to father.
Caro mio caro padre,
Mi dispiace per questo lasciare ma ho bisogno di iniziare nuove. Vi ho non dimenticatevi di me. Io non vi dirò dove vado per paura che mi riporterà davanti a recuperare. Verrò a casa in vacanza e occasioni speciali. Ti amo.
Amore Isabella Swan Marie
(Translate: Dear my dearest father,
I am sorry for this leave but I need to start off new. I have you don't forget me. I will not tell you where I am going in fear you will bring me back before I recover. I will come home on holidays and special occasions. I Love You.
Love Isabella Marie Swan)
I folded them in half and slid them into envelopes. I closed them and sealed them with my signature. I wrote who they were addressed to on the top. I left my father's on his pillow and I left the staff's in their dorm room.
I changed before I went. I wore my silk bubble hem skirt in blue, a blue and white tank with a black cardigan. I put on my black socks that went half way to the knee with my black Chuck Taylor converse that had a peace sign at the heel. I took my hair out of its bun and combed leaving it in its usual waves. On top I placed my blue and black cap on. I added lip gloss, blush and the jewellery I was wearing to the procession. Hopefully I looked like a tourist. I got my suitcase and called Alec. The staff had my number so they could call me.
"Hello Alec?" I asked on the phone.
"Yes Princess?" He asked.
"Can you bring me to the airport?" I asked.
"Yes Miss." He said and hung up.
I stood outside of the gates until 20 minutes later Alec arrived. I put my suitcases into the trunk and got into the front.
"Hello Miss," Alec greeted.
"Call me Isabella. My new name is going to be Bella Elena Masen. So when you ring call me by that." I told him.
"Yes Isabella." He said.
When we got at the airport he helped me.
"Thank-you Alec," I said and kissed his lips softly. We dated in secret once but we were soul mates but now we were best friends.
"It's Ok Isabella," He said as he kissed me. He grinned and I smiled. "I love you; you're the most best friend ever." I said as I jumped into his arms.
"Call me every night Isabella. We'll miss you. I love you Izza." He said using my nickname. He held my hand as we walked in. He waited with me.
Flight to Seattle is now boarding. The flight attendant said on the intercom. Alec and I stood up and I hugged and kissed him for the last time in Italy. I started walking quickly to the gate. When I found my seat I sat down. This is a new start to life. I wasn't Princess Isabella Marie Swan anymore I was now Bella Elena Masen.
A/N: How was it? Hope you guys like it. Don't worry Edward and Bella will be together.
~Ashlee