Il Guerriero

Summery:

Nothing but bad luck and sorrow has cursed not only Bella but the Cullen's. Now, years after Edward has left Jasper finds himself on the Volturi and Bella working for Maria. What will happen when fate pulls them together?

Prologue:

Years after Edward has left Bella, both the Cullen family and Bella have been cursed with a sheet of bad luck and sorrow wafting over them continuously. What happens when the Cullen family bond isn't so strong after all and they break apart? And what if Bella isn't always the sweet innocent girl we thought she was, maybe… will the right friends and the right jobs, she can show the Cullen's and the Volturi just what kind of girl she really is.

But come on, it wouldn't be a story if there weren't a catch to it, would it?

What if Jasper was a go hard Volturi guard along with his brothers? And what if Bella and her sisters weren't so sweet as to what everyone suspected? What will happen when they clash head on and old memories and past experiences are brought to the table? Who will be the one to save the day? And why does a favoured character always have to die?

Il Guerriero has everything; vampires, werewolves, witches, fairies, death, true love, and stuff that blows up. But how will the readers deal with something as different as other ideas? And what will Il Guerriero bring to the table that other fanfics don't have?

Chapter One: The Twitch and The Volturi
Bella's POV.

"Come ho lasciato dolore su questa terra, prendere in mano la morte di mio sacro, mi guida ora come il mio potere cresce, dammi la forza di uccidere i miei nemici, tradirmi ora e la paura mi presto, maledizioni e incantesimi in cui io Croon, la morte e vergogna inganno e la menzogna, la tua ora più buia sotto il mio cielo più scuro. Gridano e piangono, come si sviluppa la follia, quando chiedo il vostro morto. La morte ti troverà dove ti trovi, come il diavolo e mi trovo di pari passo." Chance hissed from in front of me, a black smoke building around her body and a pearl liquid consuming her eyes, blinding her to our world and taking her to another. Her short figured rose of the ground and her pin straight shoulder length hair wound around her face in waves, blocking some of it from my sight.

"Chancy! The boss has a new assignment for us." I called out, barley audible for even vampire ears, but not for Chance, she was different.

It had been seventeen years. Seventeen years in the making since I was introduced to this world. A world of different kinds of creatures, with different kinds of secrets. I had spent ten of those seventeen studying what I do now, slaying. Vampires and werewolves, witches and fairies, they all walked among us, among the humans.

Chance swore quietly under her breath and lowered herself back down to the ground breaking away from her trance, a small smile creeping its way onto her pale face. "What's the big boss want now?" she smirked, knowing this wouldn't be some step over the pond job. It never was anyway. We were the Terrible two, the dynamic duo. We did the dirty work, because someone had to.

"Actually, there's been a couple of problems down east and M wants it taken care of." I answered, only half listening to the snide comment she made after finding out that she was going to have to go out again and get away from her training. Chance was… different, meaning not only was she one of a kind, she had to work twice as hard to follow the studies of both species and learn the basic requirements. A vampire and a witch, something different to look at and test.

I was different, I was stuck a vampire for life. But it did come with advantages. We were the superior race, the dominating kind and there was no problem in our system. It was flawless, built out of protection and intelligence, violence and discipline.

"What's the plan this time?" Chance asked walking from the room and shrugging on her black biking jacket, a sigh in her voice as she muttered something unintelligible about always being the ones to do all the work. Chance was sick of working in this field, but I loved it. It kept my mind off things, there was never one situation the same as the last, and you always met real cool people. Of course there was always the case of ripping them apart after, but the work was still full of surprises.

"I'm not exactly sure, but I think Maria said something about a small army down east that needed to be taken care of. And there's a small problem with the Volturi we've got to work out." I said, pulling up beside the bikes and tossing Chancy her helmet. Starring at me in disbelief, she shrugged, smirked, and threw her helmet onto the road, turning from her bike and breathing in the cool night air.

"Alright, follow me down the yellow brick road Alice in Wonderland." Chance imitated sarcastically as she began to skip on the spot for the few seconds needed to get a laugh out of herself.

"You're such an idiot. Dorothy is the chick that skips down the yellow brick road and she doesn't sound anything like that." I sneered as we walked slowly from the old hotel, a smile playing on both of our faces.

"Perfect, I'll leave our back up a trail of your ashes so they can find us." Chance laughed and took off into the forest, running at lightening speed. A trait of hers that matched that of a vampire. I could hear her echoing faint laugh as I ran off after her, picking up her scent minutes into the race.

We were headed east, with any luck we'd be there by sunrise tomorrow. Not the best time of day to be traveling around, but good enough for an unpopulated area. And if the population became a problem, well, there was always an easy way to fix that was there not?

We ran through the night, Chancy always two steps ahead of me. We poised our ears for a movement or attack when the time came. A lesson our training instructors had made sure to include in the list of requirements. Chance and I were skilled fighters, some of the best. But you can never be too careful when the odds are stacked against you and you're traveling with only one other companion.

"Should be right up here." I said, my voice loud enough for Chancy to hear and slow down slightly. Preparing for any sign of a vampire or attacker around us. We traveled closer and closer, the sudden smell of sickly sweet scents drifting towards us. It seems as if someone has already down our job for us.

Breaking out of the over grown bushes around the abandon building, we could see the purple smoke rising over the tree tops and as they came into sight, their robes are what we found first. "Ah, the hybrid slackers. Uh oh, are you too late for your job?" Jane's soprano voice was louder then the muffled comments of the others, impossible to miss.

"No right on the spot actually. We were instructed to take out the trash, looks like we won't have to travel far to do so now." Chancy's voice was harsh and cold. Like a slap in the face. One minute everything was clear, then it hits you out of no where.

"Bring it witchey!" Jane hissed, taking a step forward in protest as Chance did the same. The two were like sisters, any opportunity and they were going at it. I forced out a hand to restrain Chance if things went too far, and a hooded figure did the same to Jane.

Both groups had been going at it like this for centuries now, like a silent war that went unmentioned.

The vampire was male and of average height, his hood pulled far enough over his face it was impossible to make it out, even with vampire vision. Jane took one look at him and shrunk back.

"Well, would you took like to meet our knew leader and commander in arms?" Jane hissed, a sly smile breaking onto her face. Suddenly, the hooded figure turned and reached to remove his hood.

I swear I went into shock when Jasper Hale's face showed up from under the hood. An unreadable expression on his face. Jasper also looked surprised to see me, I never thought I'd see another Cullen. And watching him with his head held high, I smirked and my anger and hate spiked, testing even my self control.

"Well, well Cullen. Long time no see." I hissed, acid and venom pooling in my mouth and a look of disgust breaking out.

"Yes Bella. It certainly has been much to long." he replied back, calm and collected. His emotions were almost always in check unless he was being over whelmed with other's feelings. So as I sent him mixed emotions, he glared at me more.

"Thank for cleaning up our mess for us. I'm sure to see you soon." I sneered as Chancy and I turned to leave, our visit here clearly proven a useless waste of time.

"Oh but girls, there's more." Jane's voice was taunting and snarkey. A normal occurrence when the verbal wars were shot back at each other. Chance and I turned slowly, I smirk on each of our faces. But the sight we turned to see were different from before. Now, more only was there Jasper, but two more hooded figures stood beside him. And as they removed their hoods, my growl was not the only one that ranged out over the land.

Emmet and Edward stood alongside Jasper, a fierce look in each of their still golden eyes. Edward's expression changed as he starred at me for longer. "Bella?" he asked astounded in a small voice. Emmet's face broke out with a smile, but Jasper's face was still solid expressionless.

"No, she's dead." I replied sharply. Turning my head to look at Chance who smiled deviously, the best look she had.

"Wha… Who?" Edward's voice was torn and hurt. Out of nowhere, a look of pure and hostile anger shot across his face.

"Sono stato io il mio amico Volturi. Sii felice, l'ho preso da una vita miserabile hai lasciato lei e ha tolto il dolore hai lasciato per il suo in cui vivere Ringrazia il mio ragazzo melodrammatico, ho fatto più per lei allora si potrebbe mai fare." Chance's voice came out in a vicious, cold snarl and her face was that of a devious and evil sneer.

"What do you mean?" Edward voice was little more then a whisper now. His face torn and pained. I couldn't help but stifle a laugh. He was making the whole Volturi look bad. What a simple pathetic vampire.

"It was her, Edward. It was her." Emmet smile vanished and he now spoke in a whispering tone. It looked as if the Cullen's weren't as strong as they thought.

But Jasper remained untouched, unmoving. He continued to stare at Chance and I as we stood facing each other. "Aro was curious, he questions your system." Jasper's voice was clipped and wondering. That of a curious man. His face was still unreadable and no doubt concentrated on his own emotions.

"Mm, Aro should not question what he does not know." I retorted, not pleased of his curiosity towards our work, the work we had down to keep our project on the run and up.

"Give him a message for me Whitlock won't you?" I said, turning to look directly at Jasper.

"Of course miss."

"Tell him, the day is coming, and when it does… he won't look so brave cowering in our wrath. Remember that won't you Jasper?" I stated curtly. My face set and calm, the guard's faces covered in hostility and offence.

"Very good, anything else?" he asked nodding.

"Yeah. Give him this too." Chance paused and positioned herself in a defensive crouch, hands raised and words on her lips. "Volo e vincere." as soon as her voice ripped through the land, the rest of the Volturi flew back from an invisible force, so strong they were thrown out of sight, all but Jasper who remained in front of us, nothing on his face changed. No fear, or surprise, as if what Chance had just done was an everyday occurance. His expression remained the same.

"Guarda la schiena, o subire le conseguenze di essere ciechi per il nostro potere. Now leave Volturi… before we really give you a message to pass on." Chance threatened, her eyes flashing with adrenaline and anxiety.

"Give your master a message also." Jasper said without moving. "They better watch out, or their army might start missing some valuable players in this game." and with that, he took off towards where Chance had throne his followers.

"What do you think he meant? Missing valuable players." Chance questioned. She didn't know of their plan, but I got the message clearly.

"He means us Chancy. They'll come after us if we're not careful." I said, watching after Jasper and his guard. Looking at nothing specific. "We're all Maria has that is good enough to make the guard. We train and coach all of her strays and newborns. Without us, Maria's as good as dead." I stated quietly before turning to leave.

Running through the forest towards the old abandon hotel, thoughts of Jasper and the Cullen's flooded my mind. Why now? Why the Volturi? And why would Jasper threaten me? It had been eighteen years since I had last seen them. And they're the reason I am like I am other then hanging around with Chancy. Chancy had trained me herself and taught me the ways of a vampire to a point where I've become a better downworld child then her. But the Cullen's sculpted me into the bitter, hostile little vampire I was today. It was all their fault.

They broke my heart, left me with Victoria on my trail and expected me to defend myself as a fragile human. Never came back when an outbreak of vicious animal attacks claimed the lives of one hundred and seventy, including my father, mother, Phil and the friends I had in Forks. Then, Victoria made me sit and watch as she burned down my house, all of the bodies of dead people inside it.

Her last words were simple, "Don't think cruelly of me Bella. I'll leave you with the pain that Edward gave me. Pain and death is life, the sooner you find out being evil will always make people stronger, the better. Good luck little mortal, enjoy the ride of life." her cold, harsh voice was that of a couple of the memories I remember as a human. The most gruesome.

I could smell the scents and hear the sounds of the newborns as we neared the hotel. Chance had been silent through our run, which implied there was some serious thinking going through that thick skull of hers.

We ran straight towards where we would find Maria. Her room.

Walking through the hallway side by side, Chance and I glanced at each other before getting completely to her door. Small and quiet moans erupted through the door and down the hallway, echoing in the building. Rolling our eyes, we pounded on the door and heard a small gasp as I presume they left each other and began to dress.

Moments later, Maria opened the door and starred at us seriously. Her eyes full of annoyance and frustration. "Sorry to pull you away from your entertainment but we're here to inform you that the east vampires are taken care of, but by the Volturi, we met up with them today." my voice was cool and collected, unlike the vibes I picked off of Maria as she stood in the doorway.

"Did they say anything?" she asked, clearly uninterested even if they did.

"Yes, they warned us to watch out. And that they would be returning, soon."

"For what?"

"For us." I stated sharply, looking at Chance, then Maria and turning to leave with a small nod of my head. Chance followed closely after, leaving Maria questioning and worried in the door frame of her private bedroom.

"Hmm, well that went rather well." Chance's sarcastic voice said from beside me. A smile playing on her pouty lips. "I think I'm starting to like the Volturi if it means getting me away from here." she said after. I looked at her for a moment and considered making a joke at her expense, but decided otherwise when she picked up her pace and rounded the corner towards our room that we spilt.

"Why'd you use so much Italian today? You know they understand English too."

"Yeah, but their from Volterra, Italy. Italian, Italy. See the resemblance. Plus, Italian is the language of the superior. The language of the gods and power. I'm always strongest if I can at least channel some power." she replied, using an as if voice.

"Whatever. You wanna go out for a hunt?" I asked board. It was a regular occurrence, you get board, you hunt. Easy.

"Yeah, lets hit the clubs tonight first though. Have a little fun." Chance challenged, a glint of humour and devilish charm in her silver eyes. I groaned loudly. Clubbing was always part of Chance's life. She loved the pound of the deafening music and the smell of the sweat rolling off the swaying bodies.

Me, I went for the alcohol induced scarlet blood that coursed through the many veins of people around me. Plus, it was always amusing to see what Chance could drag out of the males while they were dancing.

So an hour and a half later, we were ready and heading for the cars. Wearing our dresses and sunglasses to hide the different colours of our eyes. Streaks in our hair and jackets on our shoulders, we looked like two girls challenged to defeat the rainbow and Goth city at the same time. It was an ironic and out of the blue change for us.

Different colour dresses from shoes, and shoes that matched the streaks in our hair. Sunglasses that matched our dresses, and makeup that made us look emo. It was like a planned out constructed art project, only way cooler.

"You ready to go?" Chance asked, her over excited and anxious voice tearing out through the air over the deafening sounds of the newborns battling once again. I smiled as we climbed into the cars. They were new and expensive, stolen from a dealer in a big city in New York. They were close to the ground and dark, two things us vampires always preferred when it came to choosing our vehicles. Well, that and speed.

The club we were going to was two hours away for people that not only followed the speed limit but didn't no the back routes. So as we drove, Chance and I clocked in at the club within forty-five minutes. A new record. The line was long and the people were plenty, a downer if it were anyone else.

But we were locals, returning customers. We got in without a problem.

Inside, the club was full of dry ice smoke and sweating dancers. Coloured lights played over the dance floor, turning it into a multicoloured fairyland of blues and acid greens, hot pinks and gold. People danced in front of us, laughing and smiling as we pushed through, headed for the bar.

Suddenly, a massive towering boy walked in front of me, cutting me off from my last steps towards the drunken humans, and my dinner. I glared up at him, his fine chiselled, handsome features smiling back down. Taking a small smell, I began to gag at the scent. Werewolf. A slow and reduced growl escaped my lips and the boys smile grew wider. Walking past, he followed a younger pale girl towards a closet marked Employee's Only. The girl was pretty, even for a human.

A quick and high pitched whistle blew out from the bar and I snapped my head towards the source of the noise and watched as Chancy wagged her eyebrows at me, laughing when I gagged and rolled my eyes. Following up on her trail, I moved in beside her and sat down, following her gaze to a group of drunken men staggering over each other at the other end of the bar.

Chance's neon blue streaks fell out from behind her ear where she had pushed not only the blue but her blond hair as well. She leaned closer and whispered in my ear, "I'm gonna go have me some fun!" she giggled and hopped off the bench, pushing through the crowd like a weed hacker until she made it too her target.

She settled with an older teenager that was well on his way to passing out and pulled him aside. Then, she cast her web. Like a luring spider. She dragged him closer and closer, beckoning him towards the back exit. There she would complete her catch.

Sighing, I searched for my own meal of the night and settled for a middle aged handsome man with black hair and blue eyes.

Within fifteen minutes I had had my meal and disposed of the body easily. Walking back into the club, I locked eyes with Chance for a second, long enough to see she was now working on her second male of the night. This victim was slightly older but just as handsome as the last... when it came to humans.

As the night progressed much the same, Chance and I both headed home after about four each. This was our routine, this was how our clubbing nights progressed. Usually we through in some dancing, but nowadays, we were just happy to get in and out of there without breaking a fight out.

"Come on Chance, let's go. Before I leave you behind!" I threatened as I hissed in her ear at the bar. She had her eyes set on yet another young male boy.

"Come now sis, Tu sei la mia vita, senza di te non posso andare avanti. Vi è un me fino alla fine." Chance said, a tone of fake affection staining her voice as we walked through the brisk air.

"For one, I'm not your life. Second, you could so live without me. And third, I know it's you and me till the end, you don't have to remind me." I snorted as I pulled the keys out and got in the car. Pulling out of the parking lot and racing down the road towards the old hotel.

"Oh come on Bells. You know you're the only thing close to family I've got. I need you." she retorted, a voice of seriousness coming from her mouth.

I knew she was half telling the truth, but she had left something out. I wasn't the only family she had. Noah, her little brother was her hole family. She cared more about that little boy then she did her own life. She would do anything for him, and I saw it everytime she teased him, and toyed with him, and embarresed him infront of everyone. She had raised him since childhood and taugh him everything he knew, which was a lot. Their the only family they've got, and you can tell when you see them together. Their friends and protecters, they work together as a team and together, they have a deadly defensive position.

But that wasn't the point. They're relationship went further then just helping eachother out. They trully cared about eachother. Chance had lost her brother once before, so she went to great lengths to ensure her brother's safety and well being, that was who they were. They acted hard and cold on the outside, but they both had a special soft spot for eachother, although no one would admit it.

"You're lying." I through back, a smirk on my face and a frown on hers. "You've never seemed to really need anyone at all Chancy. You've always been so….. contained. All you've ever needed is your spells and your weapons. So many times I've had to repeat myself four or five times before you respond. You were always so far away. And then you'd turn on me with that funny smile on your face and I'd know you didn't catch a thing I said. I know you'd forgotten me for a second and remembered a spell or a memory from a different time or place, but I was never mad. Half your attention has always been better then all of anyone else's. Your brilliant and witty, a complete stubborn arse at times yes, but you've always been my little Chancy." I smiled, and a full smile it was. Not something I did all the time, but it meant something when it happened.

The car ride back to the hotel was silent and quiet. The only noises were from the hum of the car engine and the occasional crack of a rock thrown up against the bottom of the car. Chance was working on something small and minor with her hands and I was focused on the road, something different from our usual rides together.

But this was different. This wasn't an awkward silence, it was understanding and in a way, calming. But when we drove up to the hotel and motioned to park the car in the lot. We caught the sight of three hooded figures sauntering into the building. And I knew at that moment, that we were in trouble.

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