A/N: This is just something that was stuck in my head for a while, so yeah. Let me know what you think and if I should continue.
I own nothing, and I'm not gonna repeat it.
Thanks to SkyeElf for reading this through with her pretty little eyes. I know you hate it, Lee, but thanks. (Not that she'll even read this after betaing.)
A sidenote, the numbers inbetween serve as typographic white. (Is that even right?)
Prologue.
"Look at it!" She giggled, pointing to the big building in front of us. We'd been invited for a free tour of one of the most ancient buildings in Volterra. A private tour too. I don't know what Bella and I had done to deserve it, but there you have it.
"Yes, Bella, I can see it." I said, trying to stop her from jumping up and down like a small child. A friendly tour guide led us through another set of doors. Three massive wooden chairs sat in the room, like thrones, majestic almost. The large doors behind us slammed shut with a loud bang.
Two stories up, long window slits threw thin rectangles of bright sunlight onto the stone floor below.
No artificial lights. The only furniture in the room was the thrones, spaced unevenly.
The room was not empty. A handful of people were convened in seemingly relaxed conversation. The murmur of low, smooth voices, reminded me of a busy day at work.
Before anything else could happen, they descended upon us. Each of the handfuls grabbing a person, twisting them around and biting them… wait, biting them? Bella's hand was whisked away from mine, and a man with jet black hair and dressed in a robe liked her pretty neck. He paused, feeling my gaze. He looked at me, his eyes were bright red.
"Are you not frightened?" He asked, a heavy accent showing.
"No. Not if you endanger her." I said, my teeth showing themselves. He turned around to look at Bella.
"Well, well, well, if this isn't smashing." He grinned, a sickening feature on an already pale face. "My brothers! Come and look at this!"
He seemed almost amused. Three other men appeared out of nowhere. Bella shivered slightly, and the man let her go. My arms went around her thin frame.
"Well…" One of his brothers said, amused. "Shall we get those too out of here?"
We were taken to another room, one just as magnificent as the first, but no colored lighting shone through.
"He looks just like…"
"I know! Perhaps this is our chance…"
"They have a few years to age… or he does…"
"I realize that, but we can send her in… didn't you say he'd find his beloved soon?"
"And I could swear that was her…"
Bella and I refused to move. She clutched to me, her eyes closed against the horros she'd seen earlier. I hadn't noticed any of it. My main concern was her.
The three brothers turned to us.
"We take it you have guessed what we are."
"It's not exactly that hard." I spat at them. He grinned his awful smile again.
"We have a proposition for you."
"What makes you think we'd take it?"
"Oh, you will. It's that or your life."
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"I can't believe we're doing this." Bella breathed into my shoulder.
"I know. I know, love. But be strong… and remember your role."
"Yes, yes, I know." She said. "I just cannot believe that the role I'm about to play includes being… well, I refuse to say it."
"Calm, Bella. We can be happy Renee agreed to this. And Charlie living in Forks is just a plus."
"Because that one immortal saw the Cullens would live there – and me living there was just frigging fanstasic. Or my father. So they arranged things that I would be forced to leave my mother."
"Calm down, Bella. But it's that or death."
"Are we really that selfish?" She asked, looking me deep in the eyes. I opened my mouth to answer, but almost instantly closed it. The truth was that, yes, I was. I didn't want to lose her.
"It's not forever, Bells." I tried to smile. "Two years max."
"But I hate it, Jas." She whimpered. I lifted a finger and played it across her cheek. "I love you."
She averted her eyes. She hated me. Her mouth tried to work, but it failed. "I… I… I'll see you, Jas."
I watched her board the plane. She turned around once to offer me a watery smile, a mock cheery wave and then she was gone.
I returned to my empty house. My parents had moved to goodness knows where, and they were duly under the impression that I was dead. The Volturi's doing.
Our mission? Kill the Cullens. Or be killed. And I would do anything for my Bella.
A/N: review please, and tell me if i should continue.
