Justice shall be done

I was scared.

I ran through Volterra, desperately searching for Jane, knowing she would probably be the only one who knew where he could be.

Finally I found Jane. She stood in the middle of the corridor and she was talking to Aro.

She looked happy, what usually meant someone had just suffered under her power. I didn't want to know who it was this time, just wishing it wasn't my love.

When they heard me, Aro turned to me.

"Ah, Isabella!" he said with a sad face, that was very rare for him.

Actually, I hated to be called Isabella, as I had told him a thousand times. But this time I wasn't going to waste my time by correcting him. I needed to know where Edward was.

Aro continued talking to me.

"I expected you already. I'm afraid I have some bad news for you."

I froze.

No, it couldn't be.

But there was only one thing I could think of when anyone said there was bad news.

Edward.

Something had happened to him. Aro saw my face and realised I had figured it out. He took my hand and said in a gently voice;

"I am so sorry, Isabella. But you have to know his death wasn't pointless. It delivered us the victory on a powerful group of vampires."

I wasn't able to breath or move and I knew that the tears would stream down from my face if I could cry. I managed to say one word.

"How?" Aro looked at me, full of pity, that I knew was fake. He never liked Edward, and only allowed him to be part of the Volturi because of me. Be he was good at hiding his true emotions, and when he started to talk, his voice mirrored his face.

"There was an army of new born vampires America, near Mexico-City. The one who created the other vampires was really smart. She choose humans who looked special, and she taught them how to fight. She'd only turn them into vampires if they succeeded her tests. That way she could use their strength from the moment they were born. And they all had really special gifts. We managed to take a few, so they could work for us, later, when they can control them selves better."

I wanted to shred his body in to peaces. He told me that the death of my husband and one true love was useful, because that way he could have some new slaves? How could he say such a thing? He knew how Edward felt about me, through his thoughts, and knew I loved Edward even more, and still he thought it would make me feel better if I knew that Edward had died for him, so he could have a few new servants.

I hated Aro with all my heart. I'd never liked him before, but I knew that Edward and I would be save as long as we'd work for him.

But now Edward was gone, and I didn't care about my own safety anymore.

And that was when I made up my plan for revenge.

One year later

Today it has been exactly one year since his death. I had never spoken, or thought, his name since that day, afraid it would break my heart into even tinier peaces.

Aro had tried to make me love him. But I knew that he only wanted me to love him, to make sure he'd always be able to use my gift.

You see, I was one of the most powerful creatures in the world.

I was a shield. There wasn't a vampire in the world who could use his gifts against me without my permission. You could say there was a border around me. And everyone within that circle couldn't use their powers, unless I allowed them to.

I could also feel exactly what kind of specialty the vampires in it had. I had spent the past year by training myself to make my barrier grow.

Now, I could shield a football field if stood in the middle of it.

And the best part: Aro had no idea how strong I had become.

I had also searched for information.

I always was the stubborn type, and now I used everything I had for revenge and my search for truth.

I always knew Aro would lie to me, if he pleased so, so it didn't surprised me at all when I heard from one of the newborns who joined the Volturi after His death, that they didn't fight the Volturi. They weren't prepared for a fight, and they just surrendered. None of the newborns knew anything about him.

But after a whole year of plotting, today is the first day of my freedom. This night I escaped Volterra, and I know exactly where I am going: To Mexico-City.

One of those who created the army was still alive, or so I heard from the newborn. He had left before the Volturi came, and they weren't able to find him. But within my shield, I knew what power everyone had, and were they were. I would find out who killed him, why, and then… then I would take revenge.

It's a long way from Italy to Mexico. For humans, that is.

I was a quick swimmer, and soon I left the Atlantic Ocean behind me. Sometimes I had to dive because of a boat, but no one ever saw me.

There was only one person who could lead Aro to me: The newborn who gave me all the information about my husbands death.

But Aro would never think of asking him about me and the newborn defiantly wouldn't say anything on his own. He had told me Aro terrified him to death.

Anyway, I had someone to find before I started to worry about Aro.

As soon as I reached the dry coast of America, I continues my journey by running, knowing that was faster then any other means of transport in the world.

I headed toward Mexico-City, hoping I could find my target there. I made my shield grow as big as it could be, and then I started to search for a vampire with the ability to feel and control other creatures emotions, like my target, Jasper Whitlock, could.

There were 18 vampires within my reach, but none of them was the vampire I was looking for, so I just continued running.

And that way I continued my search. I ran, stood still, started to look for him, and continued running when I couldn't find him.

I avoided everyone. Humans shouldn't see me, that would endanger our secret, and vampires would only ask questions I didn't want to answer.

I didn't know how long I kept on going like that. I just know that at some point I felt the power I searched for.

He's here.

I stopped, waiting for my power to lead me the right way.

After following my power, I reached a bar. It looked like it hadn't been cleaned for years, and I couldn't read the name of the tavern anymore, since all the paint had disappeared.

I walked in.

Inside I was greeted by a terrible stanch… and a lot of gazing people.

I stood still for a second, taking a moment to search for the vampire I needed.

And then I saw him.

He was quite handsome, as every vampire I knew. He had blond hair, that looked like it hadn't been combed for a while. Sunglasses hid his eyes away from the world, probably to hide the red eyes that he had to have.

I walked towards him, ignoring the catcalls and wolf whistles. I noticed that all the humans in the bar stayed as far away as possible from Whitlock. Their instincts made them want to hide away, like always happened when humans and vampires meet, even though the humans never have a clue until it's too late for them.

I had been thinking about a way to approach him for a while now, but I decided not to make it to hard.

I sat down in front of him, making him look up at me with surprise in his eyes.

"What do you want?" he asked me.

I realised how weird this must be for him: He met a girl that clearly wasn't human, because she didn't have a heartbeat or anything humans need to survive.

But she couldn't be a vampire either, since her eyes weren't red. They were golden, a gift from my diet that Aro despised.

I looked Whitlock straight in the eyes and simply told him:

"Aro sends you his greetings."

This clearly wasn't true, but it was enough to terrify him

"Who are you?" he asked me, ready to run away as fast as he could. I rolled my eyes.

"That should have been the first question, but I'll answer both of them anyway. I'm Isabella Swan, though I prefer to be called Bella. I worked for the Volturi, so did my husband. At least, before your army killed him."

If I had scared him before, it wasn't anything compared to now.

"I'm really sorry!" he whispered, knowing all to well everyone in the bar wanted to hear our conversation as well.

"I always honoured the Volturi, but there was no one to explain the rules to me. When I realised our actions were against the rules, I immediately stopped. But I don't know how they ended up killing your husband. Maria said that it would be stupid to fight the Volturi, because they were simply to strong. She said that they might spare some people, if we just surrendered."

I looked at him, wondering who he was exactly, as person I mean. Could I believe him? He had told me the same story as the newborn had, but still.

Then I remembered the other people in the bar so I stood up and said:

"I think we'd better go someplace more private. I want to hear your story."

He stood up as well, and leaded me to the door. Just when he closed the door behind me, I heard someone say: "Looks like he's finally gonna to get some!"