A/N: I know I said I wouldn't start this yet..., but I had an idea... I hope you enjoy it.
Warnings: BDSM, Yuri, Cruelty, Sadism, Swearing.


Bella Swan. She could see her annoying smile, hear her easy laugh.

Foolish human.

Victoria growled lightly.

Bella Swan was the reason she was here in Forks, Washington. Nothing else could tear her from her coven. They, of course, had come with her.
The three were renting a house together. Riley had a job working as a mechanic, Bree had a job as a librarian. She herself had gotten a job in a small bookstore.

The house was small, made mostly of wood, two bedrooms, with a slightly spacious basement. She had laid claim to the basement, the other two didn't object.

Even though it was summer in Washington, it was still cold at night and foggy in the mornings.

Bella Swan. Her thoughts never strayed far from her.

There was another reason she had decided it was time to come to Forks.

- Two Weeks Ago -

Victoria had been out walking the dark streets of Seattle. Everything seemed normal. Until she smelled him.

Vampire.

Which was impossible, her coven was the only one in the area. He didn't smell familiar.

Armed, as always, with a switchblade, she followed his scent. She found him in an alley. Crouched over something.

She smelt blood. Not his. A human.

With her vampiric speed, she rushed behind him, dragging him up by hooking her arm under his throat, knife in her other hand.

The boy wasn't even phased.

"Who are you?" She demmanded, her lips close enough to brush his ear, careful to not be loud as to alert humans.

"I am Alec..., of the Volturi. You would be wise to release me." The boy responded so quietly and commandingly, she obliged him.

His feet fell to the ground with a soft sound.

He turned his gaze upon her then. His eyes were red, uncaring, cold.
He couldn't have been older than Bree.

"What are you doing in Seattle?" She asked, her voice not losing it's edge.

"The Volturi go where they wish." he responded, annoyance clear in his voice.

"Since you... Volturi, are so powerful, tell me, what do you know of Bella Swan?" She asked.

"Swan..., she spends time with the Cullens..., although she is still a lowly human," he spat.

"What else do you know of her?" She asked, blade returning to her pocket.

"Nothing. I do not care of humans," he snarled, disappearing.

She stood thoughtfully. Bella Swan was with the Cullens. Humans and vampires have no place together.

Her lips twitched into a smile. Only death can come from human and vampire dealings.

- End flashback -

Bella Swan.

She would find her.

She would torture her.

She would make that human regret her association with the Cullens.

It would be sweet. Almost as sweet as her ruby red blood would taste as it slid down her throat.
She smiled at the thought.

She knew where the Cullens lived. She decided to wait around there, Bella would surely come out sometime.

She sat in a tree, hidden by other trees, yet still able to clearly see the Cullen mansion. She would see Bella leave or arrive. Which ever was to happen first.

- Hours Later -

Bella Swan walked out of the Cullens mansion. None followed her. She was smiling, dressed in dark blue jeans and a plain black shirt that hugged her frame.

Victoria jumped from the tree. Following the clueless human.

Shortly before civiliazation was reached, Victoria made her move. Using her vampiric speed, she rushed up behind the human, hitting her in the back of the neck just right.
She was knocked unconcious, Victoria caught her, carrying her bridal style back to the house.

- Bella -

She remembered walking home from Edward's. Then a blinding pain.

She blinked her eyes open slowly. Her wrists hurt.

Where ever she was was cold, dimly lit, and very cold.

That was when she noticed she was chained by her wrists, to the wall. She was also naked, her pale skin exposed, pale pink nipples slightly erect from the cold.

She fought to stay calm.

The wall at her back was smooth stone. There was a small window to the far right on the opposite wall, offering little light, by the moon.

"Finally, I didn't want to break you to soon," a soft cold voice sad from the shadows to the left of the room.

Her eyes searched the darkness, but she couldn't really distinguish a shape.

The owner of the voice stepped closer, close enough to touch her.

It was a woman, probably around her own age, her hair was blood red, her skin pale, her eyes were brillant green.
She was dressed in plain black jeans and an equally black short sleeved shirt.

"What do you want from me?" Bella asked shakily, staring at the woman.

The woman smiled, a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes, one without mirth, with cruelty.

"I want to break you, to torture you, to make you mine in every way possible." Victoria said, the smile still on her face.

With her speed, she stood even closer to Bella, grabbing her by the throat.

"From now on, you will speak only when spoken to, you will call me Mistress Victoria, and you will obey." Her words were soft, full of command and promise of what would happen of there was disobidience.

"My friends will save me!" Bella cried, attempting to kick the red head.

Victoria caught Bella's pale, flawless leg. She squeezed, her nails instantly drawing blood, bone beginning to creak under the force.

Bella whimpered softly, tears welling in her eyes.

"You will speak only when spoken to." Victoria said, her green eyes drilling into Bella's.

She released the girl's leg, Licking the blood from her finger tips, a slight smile playing upon her lips, this one of enjoyment.

"You taste quite good."

Bella merely looked at her with wide eyes, making Victoria chuckle.

"I can hardly wait to see what else you taste like," Victoria smirked, eyeing the girl's body.

Bella's face flamed, Victoria's eyes hungirly going over her slim body.

"I do hope you're a screamer. It's so much more fun when you do," Victoria smiled coldly.