Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.

~Phone Conversations~

*Letters*

(Italian to English)

[Welsh to English]

Ch. 2

I arrived home to find Charlie's police cruiser already parked in front of the house. I enter the house, calling loudly for the man who raised me, however when I got no response I climbed the stairs and found he wasn't in either his bedroom, nor the bathroom. I headed back downstairs to the livingroom, and froze in the doorway. Blood covered the majority of the room and I could see Charlie's pale, unmoving body laying in a large puddle of blood in the center of the room. I grabbed the phone and dialed 911, knowing he had to be dead considering the amount of blood covering the room.

~"911, what is your emergency?" The familiar voice of the town's only dispatcher answered the call.

"Hello, this is Bella Swan, I need the police." I respond slowly. "I just got home and found my father laying in a pool of blood in the livingroom. There is blood everywhere." My mouth continued as my body went into shock. "I think I am going into shock as well." I heard myself add.

"Police are on the way Ms. Swan, can you stay on the line with me until they arrive?" The woman asked me, as per her job. I am silent, words unable to escape my mouth. "Are you still there?" I make a sound to assure her I am still there without using words. Whimpers leave my throat as I wait for the police to arrive, while I wait I hear the dispatch woman inform the police that I have become unresponsive and to enter my house immediately upon arrival. Not even 3 minutes later the front door opens to admit 3 of the officers who worked with Charlie. I offer the phone to the closest one to me, and after a few words to the dispatch he hung up the phone.~

"Ms, Swan, what happened here?" One of them asked me, I blinked and swayed in place. "Ms. Swan?" He tried again, and I manage to turn my head towards him. "Can you tell me what happened?" He asked me again. I swallow hard and finally find my voice.

"I spent the day in LaPush, I had just gotten home and found him laying there. I didn't even see him at first, it was only after checking upstairs and yelling for him, that I came to check the livingroom. That is when I found him, I called 911 immediately." I answered in a monotone. "I could tell he was gone without going any further into the room from the amount of blood visable." I add, my eyes wide in shock.

"Can anyone back your story up?" He asked me.

"Billy Black, Harry Clearwater, Sam Uley, and Old Quil, I wnat to say his last name is Altara." I answer honestly.

"Why were you there?" Came his next question.

"This morning Charlie informed me that he wasn't my biological father, and I wanted some advice from a nuetral party on whether or not I should try to contact the man who sired me." I state softly, "Billy is-was Charlie's bestfriend, and would be able to give me fair, unbiased advice." I explain. "I left his house for about an hour to clear my head and calm my emotions, and when I returned to the Black's residence we discussed options on how to contact my biological father."

"Thank you, Ms. Swan." The officer said before moving away from me to confer with the other 2.

"Do you have anywhere you can stay for the next few days, anyone who would be willing to take you in until the investigation is completed?" A different officer asked me about an hour later as they were packing up all their equipment.

"I don't know, if I can't find someone wiling to let me stay for a few nights, I will stay in the motel." I answered honestly. "I will let you know either way by coming by or calling the station." I assured the officers. "May I pack a bag for the next few days?" I inquired, unsure if doing so would be considered tampering with evidence or a crime scene.

"Of course, and please do let us know your arrangements, for the next few days, as soon as you can." The third one answered as all three left, having made sure that the ME had already taken Charlie's body. Once they were gone, I headed up to my bedroom in order to pack some clothes, toiletries, and any necissary items to last me until I was allowed to return home again. While I was packing I felt a familiar breeze, often caused by a vampire at full speed. I turned around, fear flooding my body as I saw Victoria sitting on my bed.

"Did you like my present?" She cackled, her eyes on me waiting for a reaction. I smirk at her when an outrageous idea pops into my head.

"If you were aiming at killing my father, you failed, miserably." I taunted the red-haired Vampire. Her confused look turned my smirk sinister.

"What do you mean, Human?" She demanded in a growl. I retrieve the envelope and withdraw the photo, handing it to her, my eyebrows raised mockingly.

"Charlie Swan may have raised me as his own child, but I am actually born of this man." I informed her as I handed the photo over. She takes the picture with a sneer, and upon casting her eyes to it, she freezes. "I am the daughter of Marcus Voltorri." I state, watching with barely conceiled glee when her eyes widen and a flicker of fear is detectable momentarily. "How do you think he will react when he becomes aware of a Vampire hunting his Human daughter for something completely outside of her control?" I add to the vengeful bitch.

"Why don't we find out?" She answered my taunt, thinking I was bluffing. To her shock, I merely nodded my acceptance.

"Will you give me a few minutes to pack a bag?" I requested, not really expecting her to allow me the time to do so. When she nodded, I quickly packed a few days worth of clothes, the envelope, and my purse; shoving everything into my backpack. "That is all I need." I tell her softly. She lifted me, surprisingly gentle, and suddenly everything became a blur as she rushed towards the airport at vampire speed. We boarded a plane bound for Italy, once the plane landed she swept me up in her arms and running across the Italian plains to Voltaira. She came to a stop outside a pair of huge doors, inside a castle. "May I have a few moments?" I whispered, as she set me back on my feet. Once I felt steady on my feet, I pulled the envelope from my backpack, and placed the bag off to the side, not wanting to carry it into the main room. I strieghtened my clothes and nodded to her, signaling I was ready to continue. Victoria threw open the doors with a flick of her wrists and, after grabbing my arm, pulled me into the room.

"What is the meaning of this?!" The blonde King, Caius, shouts at us.

"Calm yourself, brother." The black-haired one, Aro, advised in a much quieter tone. My eyes bypassed both of them and became fixed upon the brown-haired ruler, Marcus, my father.

"I have come to report a breach in the laws." Victoria announced in a haughty voice. "Earlier this year, my mate was killed by a large Coven for targeting a human. This human was already aware of our existance, and was later abandoned by said Coven." She informed her kings, her tone showing her anger and grief.

"Who is this Coven?" Aro questioned the nomad woman. "Is this the human you speak of?" He added, his red eyes narrowing as his gaize flicked to me.

"The Cullen Coven, and yes, this is the human." Victoria answered the King's inquiry. "I request the right to avenge my fallen mate by being the one to end her existance." She added with a soft growl.

"We will see." Aro responded, neither permiting or denying her request. "I wish to see." He stated, standing from his throne and flashing to stand before us, grabbing her free hand and absorbing her memories with his gift. Shock filtered into his eyes at the information he gained from her memories. "Marcus, come here please, brother." He requested of my father, shocking the entire room. Marcus is suddenly standing before me, his curious gaize on his fellow king.

"What is it, Aro?" He asks in a bland tone. I barely stop myself from reaching out to touch him, knowing it wouldn't be proper for such an action. Aro says nothing, a small smirk forming on his mouth when he noticed my hand twitch.

"Sire, I have a few things to show and tell you." I state to the ampathedic King. His eyes shift to me and a low growl rumbled from his throat. Slowly, I offer him the envelope I was holding, careful of provoking any of the Vampires with my actions. Marcus takes the envelope and examines the contents. His shock blantant in his expression as he looks me over after finishing with the contents of the envelope. I offer him a hesitant smile, hoping for him to accept my proof and me.

"My daughter, what is your name?" Both wonder in his tone and the actual words causing gasps of shock to fill the room.

"I was given the name Isabella Marie Swan, my mother's ex-husband allowed me to be given his last name." I explain to my father. "I prefer to be called Bella." I add as he wraps his arms around me in a gentle embrace.

"Marcus, what is going on?" Caius demands, suddenly bedside both his brothers. I look up at the blonde as my father offers both the letter and photo in explaination. "You fathered a human child?" He sums up the contents of the letter in awe and shock.

"It appears that Victoria wishes he death." Aro adds bluntly. "Her mate was killed by Carlisle's Coven for attacking Isabella when they made it known that she was 'one of the family.'" He states, a growl towards the red-head. Both Marcus and Caius echo his growl, the arms holding me tightened, suddenly pain shot up my own arms.

"Papi, you are holding me too tight, it hurts." I gasp out softly.

"Forgive me, Bella." He appologizes, releasing me instantly, I smile at him to reasure him that I was okay. "We should summon the Cullens to handle this matter." He states to the other two kings. Suddenly the doors behind us, that I hadn't even noticed being closed, were thrown open once more; this time for 3 huge wolves. Marcus pulles me behind his own body, as every Vampire hissed at the newcomers in warning. I look the wolves over and notice the human-like eyes, and it suddenly clicks in my mind who the wolves truely were.

"So, which one of you is Sam?" I call out, steping from behind my father to stand to the side of him, but not even with my father. Eyes and heads snap towards me at my question, and the silver wolf along with the grey one stepped back as the black one gave a bark. I step forward, standing beside Marcus now. "Papi, ever since the C-c-cullens left me, these wolves have been protecting me from Victoria's attempts to kill me." I speak in a painfilled voice. Sam whimpers in sympathy, knowing the pain I felt from the name. A very familiar sqeaky sound reaches my ears, causing me to grin; knowing both who and what was making the noise. I am suddenly back in the protective shelter of my father's arms as Billy Black wheels himself into the room. "Hiya, Billy." I call out in a playful tone.

"Bella, you had us extremely worried!" He admonished me, his tone showing both relief at my safety, and concern at me being around so many vampires. "We got a call from the police stating Charlie was dead, and you had disappeared." He added, tears filling his eyes.

"Victoria killed the man, and then returned to taunt young Isabella." Aro informed everyone. "She also sent her Covenmate after both her mother and step-father." Hearing his words, I lost the battle with my tears over loosing Charlie and being the one to discover his body. The tears flowed down my cheeks, silent gasps and cries trying to escape me. The black wolf approached Billy and pulled something from the back of the chair before leaving the room, not even a full minute later Sam Uley walked back inside, this time in his human form.

"Bella, don't cry, you are not alone." The Alpha called out softly to me, unwilling to approach me when I was so close to, in his opinion, far too many vampires.

"Mia piccola, we will help you through your grief." Marcus promised as he turned me into his chest, in an attempt to comfort me. (My little one) "Corin, send for the Olympic Coven." He ordered one of he guard. "Chelsea, prepair a suite for Isabella in my personal wing." He instructed another guard.

"Masters, the Cullen Coven are on their way." A female guard announced, entering the Throne Room swiftly. I flinched at that name, moving deeper into my father's chest.

"Thank you, Corin." Aro responded, his tone dismissing the female guard.

"How long are you going to permit her to live, knowing our secret?!" Victoria screached, her rage towards the inactions of the Kings plain in her tone. "She is human!" She snarled, as if no one had noticed that fact for themselves.

"Silence!" Caius snarled at her noise, Victoria instantly became silent, unwilling to risk the blonde king's anger. "We will make our decision whenever we wish. It is not your place to question us!" He added with a deadly growl towards the nomad.

"What about them, Masters?" A large male guard spoke up, glaring at Billy, Sam, and the other two wolves.

"What about us?" Sam asked blandly. "We are as much apart of the supernatural world as your kind."

"I am the only human in this room." I pipe up. "They are not human, and remain just as hidden from human knowlege as Vampires." I inform the Royal Vampire Coven.

"Master Marcus, the suite for Lady Isabella is finished." A different female guard stated to my father, after she had approached us and dropped to her knees before her Kings. The brown-haired king nods sharply at the guard and offers me his arm.

"Bella, if you would follow me, I will escort you to your new chambers within my wing." He states as I take his arm and allow him to position my grip properly.

"Thank you, Papi." I answered with a soft sigh of relief. "I appreaciate your generousity towards my situation." I added as he led me out of the Throne Room, pausing to grab my backpack, and I follow him through the massive maze-like halls to the prepaired suite. Upon reaching the door leading into the suite, I surprise Marcus with a hug.

"Rest well, mia amata filia." He murmured into my hair. (My beloved daughter.)

"Grazie, Papi, per tutto questo." I whisper against his chest, before opening the door and going to sleep in the large bed without changing clothes. (Thank you, Papi, for all of this.)

The next morning:
I woke hearing a knock on the main suite door. "Give me a minute!" I call out as I slid out of the warm, comfortable bed with a yawn. I move to the door and open it to find out who was knocking, only to find it was my father. "Good morning, Papi." I greet him with a small, somewhat sleepy smile.

"Buongiorno, piccola." Marcus returned my greeting with a smile of his own. (Good morning, little one.)

"Would you like to come in?" I offered shyly. He nodded and followed me inside the room, both of us looking for a spot to sit comfortably for a much needed conversation about my life from then on. We both came to the same conclusion- the only places to sit were either on the floor, or on the tossled bed. "Do you have a perference on where we sit?" I asked him, trying to not blush.

"Not for me, but I would prefer you not be seated on the cold stone floor." He informed me with at nod towards the bed. I flush brightly at his consideration for my health and sit on the edge of the bed.

"What would you like to know about me?" I asked him, feeling that this wouldn't be a comfortable conversation.

"How did you learn about Vampires?" Was his first question to me, causing me to take a deep breath to steady my emotions before starting my answer.

"Please understand, I didn't know about the true circumstances of my birth until a few days ago at most." I state softly, wanting to get that part out of the way first. He nodded his understanding towards my words. "Now, should we gather the other 2 kings so I only have to say this once?" I mentioned, not wanting to endure multiple sessions of the pain that would result from my answering anything about the past 1 and 1/2 years.

"If you would prefer to do it that way, then I will call for them now." Marcus offered, slightly offened and hurt that I didn't want to be alone with him.

"Papi, I will answer any questions you have for me, but most of the last 2 years are extremely hard for me to think about, let alone speak about, because of how everything ended on my last birthday." I admit to my father, my eyes shadowed with dispair. His eyes lost the hurt look as he realized my reasonings, and then suddenly he stood and disappeared at vampire speed. Not sure how long he would take, I decided to clean up my appearance a little bit, brushing my hair, and washing my face before he returned with both his brothers.

"Marcus told us you were willing to share some of your information with us." Caius stated as I re-entered the main room of my suite.

"Yes, that is true." I confirm, blushing as I sat back down on the edge of the bed.

"How did you learn about Vampires?" The blonde king demanded gruffly.

"My juinor year of High School I moved from Arizona to a small town called Forks in Washington. It was back February that I moved states and transfered schools." I took a deep breath, cringing in anticipation of the pain to come. "It was there I met E-e-edward C-c-cullen, he was my biology partner." I stammer, pain cutting through me sharply. "After my first class with him, he disappeared for about a week, before I saw him back in school. I recieved a curt greeting from him upon his return, and then for what seemed, to me at least, no reason he began avoiding me in an obvious manner." I close my eyes, steeling myself against the pain, knowing it would just get worse. "Then one icy day about a week later, I was standing beside my truck, waiting for school to start, when I heard tires screaching, some schoolmates were screaming, and I looked up to see what the commotion was all about. A van had hit a patch of black ice and the driver lost control of the vehicle, it was sliding directly at me and there was nothing I could do to avoid being hit." I shivered at the memory as the Kings gasped in fear.

"How did you survive?" Aro whispered his question, his voice so quiet I almost didn't hear him speak.

"He flashed over to my side, from across the parking lot, and knocked me down before using his bare hands to stop the van."

"Who is he?" Marcus questioned me, bluntly.

"E-e-edward C-c-cullen." I whimper out the name of the vampire that abandoned me so heartlessly, the pain welling up stronger. "I was taken to the hospital where I met C-C-Carlisle C-c-cullen." I barely manage to force the words out of my mouth. "For almost a month after that, he avoided me even worse than before. A couple classmates asked me to help them pick out prom dresses in a neighboring town, Port O'Angels, and when I lost interest in the shopping I made plans to meet up with the two girls at a resterant and went to a bookstore." I take another deep breath, trying to ignore the pain; unsuccessfully. "It was dark when I left the bookstore and while I was walking back to the resterant 4 drunk men began following me, calling out leud comments to me. I got flustered and soon became surrounded by the men, one grabbed my arm, swinging me around to face him, and I kneed him in the balls making him let go of me. Just as the other 3 moved closer a silver Volvo shot around the corner and skidded to a halt right infront of me. He stepped out of his car and told me to get in, growling inhumanly at the men, before he returned to the driver's seat and sped away from the area, taking me to the resterant to meet up with the girls." By this time I had pulled my legs up to my chest and folded my arms around them, my body shaking from the emotional pain rushing through my body. "The book I got that night had the tribal legends of the LaPush Natives, stories I had heard growing up when I was spending my summers with Charlie. One of the Legends is of Cold Ones-Vampires, and the spirit-warriors who became shape-shifters with the animal form of giant wolves. I put everything I had observed since my arrival nearly 2 months prior together and discovered that they were vampires. No one told me I figured it out by myself." I finished my history on how I learned of vampires.

"By them you mean the Cullen Coven?" Aro guessed aloud. I wince as the pain continued to increase and nodded sharply. "Why does Victoria want you dead?" He asked the next question all of them were wondering.

"Well once I figured out the true nature of them, I confronted him and soon we began dating." I started, lowering my legs and unzipping my hoodie, showing my tanktop undernieth. "I was introduced properly to the entire C-cccoven, and one day they requested I join them for a game of baseball." I shuddered both in pain and disgust towards the sport. "While playing a Nomadic Coven of three approached us, wishing to join in on the fun. C-Carlisle agreed saying that some of us, meaning me along with him and A-a-alice, were leaving anyway. Just as we turned to leave the wind blew my scent towards the nomads, and the true leader, James-a tracker, called me a snack, and when they reacted protectively towards me, he took it as a challenge. He began hunting me, and when they proved too cunning for a 'traditional' 'game,' he cheated by having his mate hack my school records and broke into my mother's house in Pheonix, Arizona. Jasper and A-a-alice drove me down to Pheonix while the rest of them were leading James on a wild goose-chase in Washington. So I was in a hotel room in Pheonix when I got a call from whom I thought was my mother, the number was from her house after all, and James told me to slip past my 'escorts' and meet him at my old ballet studio or he would kill my mother." I explain in a rush, realizing the only one of them it didn't hurt to think about was Jasper. "I agreed and when I entered the studio I could hear my mother shouting for me, so I stupidly ran towards the voice, only to find James holding one of the old family movies that he had taken from my mother's house. I was so relieved that he didn't have Renee, that I momentarily forgot he was after me." I admitted with a blush for my stupidity. "James threw me across the studio a few times, trying to get me to call out to him for vengence; I refused yelling the opposite instead and spraying him in the eyes with mace. He was the fastest, reaching me first and he attempted to get me to safety, but James knocked both of us through mirrors, shards of glass slicing into my arms and legs. One of the shards severed my femoral artery in my left leg," I state, pulling my hoodie off, exposing several scars along my upper arms. "I think James's hunting instinct kicked in around then, because he suddenly was crouching beside me. He lifted my left arm and," I stopped speaking, opting for showing them the scar. I took my father's hand and placed it over the bite mark, knowing he would notice instantly. His gasp of shock was followed by a growl of anger at my treatment. He lifted my arm and showed both Aro and Caius the scar, disbelief in Caius's eyes.

"How are you still human?" Caius demanded harshly.

"He pulled James off me and that is when everyone else arrived, C-Carlisle began treating my wounds, while his 'children-bar him-took care of James. He sat beside me and when presented with the option of letting me change, or denying his natural instinct by sucking the venom from the open bitemark, he decided I was to remain human." I sneered the word with great anger ment for him. "When I lost conciousness from bloodloss they took me to the hospital stating that I had fallen down 3 flights of stairs and out a window when I tripped over my own two feet." I scoffed, rolling my eyes at how easily everyone believed the lie.

"So much pain you have endured, I hope you never have to experience it that badly again." Aro whispered, giving me a soft hug before growling in shock. "I can't read your thoughts!" He exclaimed excitedly.

"Neither could he." I add with a shrug. "Oh, and James, while he was raving about how great a game my death was turning out to be, gave us some background on one of his past victims, a 17 year old girl he found in an insane asylm because she had visions of the future. One of the custodians was a vampire and when James showed interest in the girl, a Mary-Alice Brandon, the custodian turned the girl. James destroyed the vampire for ruining his game, but left the changing girl alone." I informed the Kings of Alice's past.

"Alice?" Aro spuddered at the realization. "Why were you left behind when the Coven moved?" I stopped pretending the pain wasn't there, giving into the sobs I had been holding in since I began talking with the Kings. "Bambina Eoraggioso, perche piangi?" He murmured, taking me in his arms. (Brave child, why do you weep?)

"Piango perche delle sue parole crudeli alla fine." I answer between sobs. (I weep because of his cruel words in the end.)

"You speak Italiano?" Aro spoke in an amiazed tone, getting a nod from me and a chuckle from Marcus.

"You said the Cullen's left you," Caius pointed out, "when was that?"

"About a week after my 18th birthday." I inform them, looking down at my lap.

"And when was that?" Aro asked gently.

"My birthday?" I asked confused. "September 13th, they left around the 20th." I state, wincing at the reminder.

"Why did they leave you?" The question I was dreading the most was posed by Caius.

"They threw me a birthday party, well A-alice did; despite me telling them not to as I have a strong dislike of anything that should be celebrated on my behalf." I spoke softly, tears unchecked as they flowed from my eyes, eyes that were haunted, shadowed, almost completely dead. "Nearly every flat surface was covered by either crystal or glass, and when I was handed my gifts I got a bad feeling. Sure enough I was trying to open an envelope from C-Carlisle and E-Esme, that held plane tickets to Jacksonville, Florida-Renee and her new husband moved there- when I got a papercut. A single drop of blood and when Jasper stepped closer to me he threw me backwards into a glass table that was covered by glass and crystals, which shattered when I landed upon it, the shards embedded in my right upper arm. C-Carlisle took me up to his office and removed all the shards before stitching my arm up. He drove me home that night refusing to speak with me; he avoided me for almost a week then asked me to walk with him down a path from Charlie's backyard, leading into the forest." I stop talking, my emotions overwelming me again. When my voice comes out again, it is lifeless. "He led me into the forest behind the house and informed me that I was merely a distraction for him, he had never loved me, and his family wanted nothing more to do with me. I was just a worthless human to pass the time until they moved again."

"Come osa dire che a te, figlia?" Marcus snarled angrily. (How dare he say that to you, Daughter?) I couldn't answer as I had began sobbing as the memories became overwhelming, I pulled my legs up against my chest, as the raw agony engulfed my heart again.

"Calma la respirazione, rilassamento nessun danno vi accadra que." Aro advised me softly. (Calm your breathing, relax no harm shall befall you here.) A knock sounded from my door, breaking me from the hold of my memories.

"Enter." I called out when all three kings looked at me to answer. The door opened and a young male guard poked his head inside the doorway.

"My Lady, I need to speak with my kings." He spoke with a heavy accent.

"May I get your name?" I requested politely.

"Alec, my Lady." Came his soft answer.

"Siarad yn gyflym, Alec, beth ydych chi ei angen?" My father demanded sharply. [Speak quickly, Alec, what do you need?]

"Maddeuwch fy ymyrraeth, fy Arglwydd, mae'r Cullen Cylch yma." Alec stated with a bow of respect. [Forgive my intrusion, my Lord, the Cullen Coven is here.]

"Papi, do you know if there are more sutible clothes for me to wear for this?" I asked looking down at my sleep-wrinkled clothes. Instead of waiting for an answer I moved to the door beside the bathroom and tugged it open. I groan at the sight of the multitude of dresses, all maked from satin, silk, or some other extremely expensive materials. I shake my head before turning back to the Kings. "What do you suggest for me?" I blinked as all three flashed into the closet at my question. After a quick discussion at Vampire speed, my father handed me an exquisitely beautiful gown.

"This will do for today." He answered with a small smile.

"Do I have time for a shower?" I inquired of my father.

"As long as you don't take a long time, I see no reason why you wouldn't." Caius assured me.

"Mae fy Arglwyddi, beth am y Cullens?" Alec stated from the same spot in my doorway. [My Lords, what of the Cullens?]

"Dywedwyd wrthyf chi oedd y Brenhinoedd yr holl Vampires, pam y byddai un Cylch yn cael ei ganiatáu i ruthro i chi?" I point out bluntly. [I was told you were the Kings of all Vampires, why would one Coven be allowed to rush you?] Seeing the shock on all their faces caused me to grin widely before entering the bathroom with the fresh clothes for after my shower. I examined the dress closely then showered, remembering to use extra care with my razor as to not draw blood. I washed and rinsed before wraping up in a fluffy towel to dry off with. I dressed with extra care, and then set to work on tameing the mass of hair. Once it was detangled I exited the bathroom for advice on the styling.

"Mia figlia, sei bellissima." Marcus complimented me with a soft look in his eyes. (My daughter, you look beautiful.)

"Grazie, Papi." I responded with a blush. (Thank you, Papi.) "Do you have a preference on what style I use on my hair?"

"Leave it down, Mia figlia." He advised me as he offered me his arm in escort, I take it with a soft giggle, and together we walk to the sitting room that is adjacent to the King's door, which grants direct access to the Dais and Thrones.