this is my first story, so hopefully its good =)

the quotes "and so the lion fell in love with the lamb", "what a stupid lamb", "what a sick,maschostic lion". are stephenie meyers. and they will always be hers.

disclamier: i dont own twilight =(, or edward cullen, (i wish), stephenie meyer does.

so basically this takes place after breaking dawn. the only thing i changed is bellas power. she and edward kinda have a dispute, and she is forced to join the volturi against her own will. will she ever be with edward again, or will she be a prisoner to the volturi,forever trapped in the body of bella without an edward.

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PROLOGUE

He brushed his hand up against my cheek. At that moment everything felt right, whole. The sudden chaos that engulfed us was gone when I stared into his deep topaz eyes and saw my meaning to live and what sole purpose I had to keep going. I was at peace, and I didn't mind if my life ended at that moment because I was with him, and that's all that mattered.

His hand followed from my cheek down to the edge of my jaw. With everything going on, all I could pay attention to was him. I wanted to pull him closer, to breathe in his beautiful scent and feel the coolness of his breath to tickle the skin on my neck. I wanted to wrap my arms around him and have us become not two separate people, but one soul. We didn't say anything, not one word, because there was nothing that we needed to say to ruin this moment.

My cheeks would have been burning hot if I was still human, still vulnerable and clumsy. His hand slowly moved down and found mine, we interlocked our fingers like this was our final moment that we'd spend tighter, because it was. His skin was soft and no longer a chilling coolness to me but an embraceful temperature. It was marble soft, I imagined mine was too.

I continued to stare into his eyes as it became harder to drown out the dying screams of agonizing pain that came from the ones we loved. I wanted to take in every detail of his beautiful, flaweless face. His lips were stunning, even when they were pursed into a straight line and his cold expression that mostly came from his liquid topaz eyes that were focused on mine. I would soon be physically dead, but I was mentally dying faster. Frustration and guilt overwhelmed me; I just wanted everything to be right again.

My throat ached a burning sensation. It felt like someone made me swallow hot coals. My instincts were alert, and I could see every detail, and every particle of dust in the air as flames danced around us and thick, black smoke drowned out the air. Edward slowly leaned in and touched his lips to my ear and whispered "And so the lion fell in love with the lamb". Then he pushed his hand on my back with a little more pressure and kissed my hair. He held himself there for a few seconds before leaning away to let me see that crooked grin that I loved.

I relaxed my muscles a little and whispered back "what a stupid lamb".

He let out a small chuckle under his breath and his grin widened ever so slightly. The burning pain in my throat had eased up as I let it slip into the back of my mind.

"What a sick, masochistic lion". His smile faded away along with the happiness that had flooded his eyes. His face became tense, like he was concentrating on listening to something far away. Even with my uncanny hearing, I didn't hear anything besides the screams.

He unwrapped his hands from behind my back and turned his head to the side. I wanted to pull him back, to scream for him to come closer but I couldn't get my lips to move. He stood crouched in a ready position and let out a sharp snarl from behind his bared teeth. I've heard him let out sounds like this before, but I've never heard it quite so dangerous. It made me draw in a quick breath and freeze up. Edward was aware of my reaction and looked into my eyes and touched my cheek before darting off.

And then he was gone, I was left standing in the burning field surrounded by the corpses of the ones I loved. The heat from the flames was scorching hot, but I could still fell a breeze whip through the cool air. I fell to my knees, ready to join the corpse's fate as well because my only reason to live was gone and soon to be dead as well.

I looked up at the sky as a single drop of rain landed on my forehead. It didn't matter though, because no amount of rain could drown out these scorching flames, or the ones that were overwhelming my throat and taking over every nerve in my body to the point where I was numb. I let myself lay on the cool grass that was now drenched in the downpour of rain. Because he was gone, and so was I.

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did you like it? well even though its only the prologue, but theres more to come!

please please please R&R. i know theres like millions of these storys that ask that, but it helps to become a better writer.