A/N: So I know this isn't the story you guys wanted to hear, none of them actually, but this is what my brain was working on, and so with finals here, I will either write a ton because I am procrastinating, or nothing because my soul has been sold to finals week. Either way, new updates will happen eventually. Until then, a consolation prize?

"Mary Alice Brandon." Eighty-nine years, four months, thirteen days, three hours and thirty-four minutes since I had last said that name, had heard it fall upon my ears. I had watched my cellmate, my lover be carried off by that monster and had only seen the fear in her eyes as she was carried off to her doom. When he came for me next, and told me of her death I had begged for the sweet release myself, I desired to join her, you, Mary Alice. He tormented me with life eternal, binding my soul to this coil until the end of all time. I ended him for that, but it was too late? You were dead. He watched the life drain from your eyes. I saw the truth in his words. The glee pouring out of him like some sadistic river of torment.

I have burned alive for you since that moment, I wandered this earth trying to do as you would, and behave as you would have me do, living for the moment. But that is no longer necessary. I took a step forward, unable to control my body's need to be beside you, and watched as confusion and fear filled your eyes. I hesitated. "Mary Alice?"

"That's not my name, you have me mistaken for someone else." She said, shrinking into the tall blonde man beside her. Her golden eyes remained on mine, watching innocently as she lit my pyre once more. This minx, this rat, this echo from another time. I had thought that we were eternal, that our love knew no bounds, that we would never deny one another.

A snarl built up in the back of my throat and the entire coven took a step forward save for my little Alice. "You lied. All those years ago you lied." I snapped at her, my teeth slamming shut with an audible click as I fought the urge to bite and tear. I advanced forward, all of her covenmates gone from my mind. "You promised me Alice, you said we would always find one another. You told me you could never forget." I grabbed her by the throat, barely able to see her through the haze of anger in my mind. I lifted the pixie, just as light as ever. "How could you forget me?!" I roared.

She watched, eyes wide, seemingly mesmerized, like a bird caught in the gaze of a snake, hypnotized by her imminent death. "I-I don't know who you are, I'm s-sorry, I don't remember anything!" She protested, her petite hands resting on my forearm, more for support than to fight.

The softness of her skin, her gentle touch reminded me of who it was I was holding. I gently set her down, the anger gone. I nearly hurt the only thing I ever truly loved. "Forgive me Alice." I murmured, sucking back in the pure darkness that had enveloped us, the only advantage I had against other vampires now that my youthful strength was long gone. As soon as their sight returned, I was tackled by four different vampires, each of them holding me down, the three men and the blonde woman didn't seem to notice that I wasn't struggling.

I felt their hands tear at me and I laid back, if my Alice doesn't remember me, and I could attack her for any reason, then I am no longer worthy of even being on the same plane as her. I will burn in the depths of hell for my loss, and she will never have to peer into my sinful, horrid red eyes ever again. Shearing metal and the discomfort of lost limbs reached my mind at the same time as her sweet voice. "Stop it! Jasper! Rosalie! Enough, she wasn't trying to hurt me. She was just upset. Please, she's not even fighting, just… Just let her go."

My heart ached for the sadness in her voice, and the ache only increased when she lifted my head and her eyes pooled with potential tears as she watched me, "I'm so sorry I don't know who you are. Please, tell me who I was to you?"

I lifted my hand to her cheek, ignoring the litany of growls in my ear, and savored the softness of her flawless skin beneath my fingertips. I traced every place where through should have been a scar, her eyebrow, "This was when you hit your head on your bed during a nightmare." Her cheekbone, "Doctor Irving cut you with his ring when he slapped you," I gave a small smile, "You really shouldn't have called him a sexual deviant in front of the whole staff." I hesitated, these were all memories from another life, perhaps I should just leave and let her be happy without me.

Mary Alice grabbed my hand as it drifted away, and pulled it back to her cheek, "Don't stop." She whispered, her eyes on mine with such intensity and fervor, it was like she was beginning to see me again.

"I arrived after you, so I wasn't in bad shape, but Alice you were so lonely. They said you were a witch, and I was possessed, so of course we got the same room, so we didn't spread satan to the rest of the asylum." I gave a small chuckle and was surprised to hear her sparkling laugh, so much like it used to be, but so much more now that I could truly hear her voice. My heart gave a ghostly thump in my chest, and I couldn't remember what I was going to say next.

Though her face could no more blush than mine, I saw her begin to blink too fast, and her eyes shifted down just a hair. Those little tics made me smile, reminding me that my girl was still alive in there. "I wish I had been there to help you through your transformation, you must have been so lost and alone. That monster told me you were dead, otherwise I would have searched so much harder for you, oh Alice… I'm so sorry I broke my promise too. I swore you would never be alone again."

A snarl broke me out of the trance-like bubble we had built for ourselves as the blonde male that only reminded me of the monster advanced, lifting Alice from my arms. "She wasn't alone." He snapped, posturing himself, trying to show off the thick scars lining his body. "She has a family, and she has a mate, so you can leave."

Anger began to rise in my chest, but as I stood, I saw the worry and concern in Alice's eyes. It was replaced with the low burning need to touch her again, I didn't care about this idiot who obviously didn't understand what we had, have. The bond is still there, weak, but burning brightly in my mind. "Her last family left her to electroshock therapy and disgusting doctors who got off on seeing her writhe in pain, but you're right about the mate, I'm just sorry it took me so long to get back to her." I replied coolly, preparing myself for a fight. His experience would be a pain to get around, but my power had yet to meet its match.

He snarled again, his face twisting into a jealous mask that only reminded me of the man who tore us apart, how could she look at someone, sleep with someone who looked so much like our tormentor. He slid into a low crouch, his fingers curled into claws, and he pushed Alice behind him, like I would ever hurt her. "Alice is MY mate!"

I remained standing, "How did you meet him Alice?" I asked, confused as to how she could ever allow this, this man to touch her.

He snapped, angered by my lack of attention, it was her hand on his back that kept him from attacking, but I would almost rather have him start a fight than touch his skin ever again. "His was the first face I saw when I woke up." She said softly, his head whipped around and he stared in shock as she told me the story. "I always knew he would bring me to a big family, and as long as I stayed with them, I would find my happiness."

I gave her a soft smile, "You always did depend on your visions too much my love." Another snarl and my gaze flitted down to him, "Forgive me for this." I made like I was going to punch him and he dodged only a touch too fast, making me have to adjust my kick. It sent him flying back a good seventy feet. "Don't touch my mate again or I will rip you to individual pieces and leave them all intact so you can forever feel your body trying to reconnect but your head will never be capable of anything but watching time move without you, do you understand me?" I asked sharply, a menacing growl rumbling from my chest.

Alice flitted over and grabbed my arm, hugging it to her chest, "Please don't. I don't know what all is happening, but I love him. If I mean anything to you, don't hurt him."

She may not remember, but she's still my girl. I remember nearly those exact words coming out of her mouth when she asked me not to hurt one of her tormentors in the asylum, begging me not to pick another fight. Every time I displayed violence they had locked me in a room lined with crosses and would have the priest say prayers over me, it never stopped the darkness from rising from me, but it left me drained every time. I cupped her cheek, smiling down at her, "Still my sweet girl." I murmured.

She ducked her head but not so far as to dislodge my hand, "Stop it."

I grinned further, lifting her chin as I leaned closer. She watched me with those same eyes as our lips nearly met, "Not until the end of time Mary Alice Brandon, I made a promise." Something solid collided into my side and I felt Alice ripped from my arms as a pair of teeth sank into my right bicep, ripping my arm out before I could protest. My arm shrieked like rending metal, but the man was too distracted by tossing the arm to dodge my left cross. Cracks from my kick spread further across his face, and darkness began to spill around us.

If he wanted a fight, I would give him one. In a blur of movement he came running at me, he swung as I jumped, his fist cracked into my chest just as my legs wrapped around his chest, anchoring me to him, and limiting him to just his arms. The impact sent us both flying through the air, and his head dug into the earth, flipping us over and over as I fought off his hands and let him slam into the ground every time we bounced. After the third bounce we had begun to slide and I let my darkness spill over his eyes, blinding his mind to all sensation. He flailed, remembering where I had been, so I jumped up, kicked him over and knelt on his spine. With my one arm wrapped around his neck, I heaved, separating the head from the body. He went still, so I returned his sight as I walked back to the main group, spitting disdainfully at his body. I tossed the head into the arms of their leader, the only tall blonde one to have watched without a word… As far as I know. I've been distracted by Alice.

I knelt down at Alice's feet, looking up at her with the smallest of smiles, "Forgive me?"

She looked down, her eyes flitting to my lack of an arm, and I could see her trying to contain her giggles. She covered her mouth and nodded. I rose up and lifted her chin, "We were meant for one another. That man could be the very twin of the monster who turned us both. If it was his face you sought, and this family you found then I am happy for you, but I have always been yours, and you mine. It is time that this chapter of your life ends."

The mirth drained slowly as she realized that the jokes were gone, "I don't even know your name." she murmured, moving to step back.

I followed in the same step, "I am Isabella Marie Swan." I said softly, gently pressing my lips to hers.

"Bella." She gasped.

THE END