Out-take 2.
Disclaimer:- I do not own Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, Breaking Dawn, Midnight Sun or any other companion books related to the Twilight Saga. All characters belong to Stephanie Meyer.
A/N: So hi *smiles* this outtake was written for the awesome person that is butterflybetty. Now then, she's been a pretty awesome friend, reader and reviewer. She also writes some pretty amazing fanfics too, Away From The Sun, The Awakings Trilogy, All We Knew, Fighting For Love for an example and I fully suggest you go and read them as they really are amazing. So I wrote this a while back and been meaning to upload it on here. So now, Lisa... here it is, sorry for the wait and I hope you like it. There is nothing worse than writing an outtake for someone who says "write anything". It was mental and took me five goes but here it is! Thank you LuckyStar815 for beta'ing this for me, loves ya bb.
If any of you lovely readers would like something written for you based on Volturi Queen please review or email me with a brief description and I'll write it for you, I'll try and get it up on here when it's complete, beta'd, edited etc. Hope you enjoy this... Marcus' POV of the wedding...
Marcus' POV
Today was the big day, I was going to marry Bella. My sweet, lovely, beautiful Bella. The past eight years have been some of the best and worst of my entire existence. The crying, screaming, frustration, has all been worth it. Because today, I was going to marry my mate, soul mate, best friend, lover, and anything else you can think of describe this wonderful woman.
For the past few weeks, the Cullens have been on our 'turf', and I have been ready so many times to kill that low excuse of a vampire; Edward Cullen. He tried to win Bella back, but it didn't work, and for that I'm glad, but the ways in which he tried to make that happen, are inexcusable. But nevertheless, we left them be, to keep the peace, after all, Carlisle had been a friend of the Volturi for many years.
So now, I was standing in the middle of the throne room, about to marry my beautiful Bella. Then, I would take her on the honeymoon of a lifetime, Iceland, England, Paris. Three places she's been dreaming about for years. She doesn't know that I know this. But she talks in her sleep and tells me practically anything when she's in the deepest of sleeps. I remember the night in question when she told me where she wanted to go.
-Flashback-
The moon had finally showed and the light coming from it was shining through the window, creating the most beautiful shadows of my fiancée. I pulled her top over her head and kissed her softly, she moaned and kissed me back with more vigour, our kiss heated up, more and more, and we walked over towards the bed, her knees hit the side before I landed on the bed, my arms taking my body weight off my beautiful girl.
We made love, it was slow, raw, passionate. The heat rising from the both of us, was making its way around the room, the only sounds being our pants and whimpers. Seeing Bella at the top of her peak was spectacular, the way her mouth opens, her back arches, the fluttering of her eyelashes, the rate of her heartbeat. Its like her body is singing to me.
After reaching our peaks, Bella turned to me and snuggled into my chest and arms, so that our bodies were completely touching each others. She gave me a soft kiss on the lips before drifting off to sleep with a small smile playing on her lips.
Watching Bella sleep was something special, she looked different each night but she continues to hold her beauty. She sighed and breathed out a, "Marcus." before turning in her sleep.
Later during the night she sighed again, only this time she muttered a, "Marcus. I love you. You're mine."
If I had a heart, it would have been pounding against my chest rapidly. Throughout the night she was muttering my name more and more, either followed by something I couldn't even make out or "I love you."
But nearing three am she started mentioning weddings and honeymoons. My interest picked up in what she had to say even more. I had been stuck on where to take her for our honeymoon and this was the perfect way to question here about it.
I asked her in a hushed tone, "Bella, where do you want to go for our honeymoon?"
"Somewhere cold, fancy and beautiful," she answered sleepily. I looked at her to see if she was awake or not, and she was still completely out of it.
Her answers gave me a hundred answers so I asked a question where it would certainly make the number of destinations less. "Beautiful, give me a place you think is beautiful."
"France," she replied. I decided I'd take her to France, but as France is a huge place I decided to ask her questions about France when she was awake so that I could find the perfect place. I figured that I'd find the answers to her other answers.
Somewhere cold. Well that left, Argentina, Scandinavia, Iceland, Greenland, Scotland, Alaska, and a lot of other places. Fancy, well that didn't give me a lot of answers, it all depends on what she means as fancy. I decided to do some more digging.
"What do you mean by fancy?" I asked whispering in her ear.
"Posh...history...jewels... royalty." Bella started entering a deeper sleep and I knew from that point I wouldn't get anything else from her that night. But the things she did tell me certainly gave me something to think about.
For the rest of the night, I came up with ideas on where to go.
-end of flashback-
I shook my head slightly to make the flashback vanish from my mind. I looked at my watch and saw that Bella would arrive any minute now and would then, be mine, forever. I turned to face the priest who was going to marrying Bella and I.
"Thank you," I said.
"For what?" he asked.
"For marrying Bella and I, I know it sounds daft but... it means a lot to me, to be finally marrying her. I've waited eight years for this." A smile spread across my face as I had flashbacks of the eight years together.
-Flashback1-
"Ah. Isabella Swan, I presume," Aro said.
"Yes. I am Bella," she corrected.
"Oh, good. We've been looking forward to meeting you, Miss Swan, for some time."
We removed our hoods and Isabella gasped loudly. I could hear her heart pounding quickly.
"I've seen you... in a painting," she whispered.
"Painting? What painting?" Aro asked.
"There's a painting of you three hanging in Carlisle's office," she told us.
-end of Flashback1-
-Flashback2-
Bella walking off the plane, bags being carried right behind her. A small smile playing on her lips as she finally walked on Italian earth.
"Hello Marcus," she said and gave me a small hug.
"Hello Bella. Welcome to Italy." I slowly wrapped my arms around her after a few minutes of being in shock.
"Thank you."
She unwrapped her arms around me and followed Felix and Demetri who were walking towards the car, while carrying her things.
-end of Flashback2-
-Flashback3-
I cradled her small face in my large hands and with a look of determination I bent down and kissed her on the lips. She gasped before kissing me back.
I pulled away and Bella's face was red, she was panting slightly as if the kiss had taken her breath away.
"I love you Bella," I told her. A huge smile splashed across my face as I told her I love her for the first time.
"I love you too Marcus."
-end of Flashback3-
A voice broke me out of the daze I was in. It was Aro.
"Aren't you meant to be walking Bella down the aisle?" I asked him, quickly noting that Charlie wasn't in the room at all and that it must nearly be time for the wedding to start.
"Yes, I am meant to be walking her down the aisle. But, Charlie asked me not to, leave to the last thing he can do for his daughter. I couldn't deny him. We'll have her forever. He only gets her for a short amount of time before she changes. It seems wrong to take this away from him," he told me.
I've heard a lot about Aro over the years from visiting vampires and from members of the guard as well. He might come across as an arrogant arse, but he really does care for Bella and his family. He wouldn't take something away from someone he cares about, and he cares about Charlie. About all of Bella's family; human or not.
We continued to talk until I heard Charlie asking Bella if she really wanted to do this. I heard her reply and smiled. I knew right then and there that any second thoughts that may have been running through my head were gone. Not like I was second guessing the decision at all, but there is always a chance that this could've been a bad idea.
The doors opened, and I gasped at how beautiful Bella was. She was absolute perfection. She slowly walked down the aisle with her arm looped in Charlie's but she looked like she wanted to go faster and Charlie wanted the exact opposite. It looked quite funny but to be honest, I was counting down the seconds before Bella was mine forever. Finally, she reached me and the wedding began. We said our vows, kissed and got covered in confetti. It was perfect. My thoughts took me back to Didyme's and my own wedding a few thousand years ago. It was nothing like this, it was simpler, more her than me. But this wedding. Here. Now. Was us. One hundred percent. It fit us perfectly and I couldn't have asked for more.
Bella was whisked out my arms during the reception by a few of our mutual female friends and before I knew it she was back in them and us both told that we have to leave now otherwise we'll miss our flight. I didn't tell her where we were going until we got to the airport and the flight was mere minutes away from being called for boarding.
Her excitement was contagious and I found myself looking forward to the honeymoon more than I actually was. Throughout the honeymoon, we visited many places within each of the three countries we went too, and each time Bella found out where our heading was, she was so excited she looked like Alice in many of her actions. Maybe the Cullen girl rubbed off on her after all. My favourite part of the honeymoon was seeing Bella's face light up as she found something interesting or she enjoyed it. Just knowing that she was happy was enough for me, and she asked me if we could go back to the places once her blood-lust is controlled.
I couldn't deny her anything so I agreed and took note in what things she particularly enjoyed doing so she could experience them again once she's a vampire. In my opinion the honeymoon didn't last nearly as long as I would have liked. If I could have stretched it out by another couple of weeks than I would have but I know that Aro had sent out the invitations for the coronation out along with the wedding invitations and there was no chance we could have rescheduled it even though we are the "royalty" of the vampire race.
Live after the honeymoon was okay, Bella was getting more and more angsty about the coronation. I was positive that Aro was planning on doing more in the coronation than what was actually planned but I had no way of finding out. He didn't tell me when I asked him, so I guess we would have to wait until the day.
I didn't want Bella to be concerned though, so I tried to help take her mind off it as much as I possibly could. I don't think it worked though. I overheard her talking to the Cullens a few times telling them she was scared stiff of what would be expected of her and I hated that she couldn't talk to me about it. So I brought the topic up myself.
-Flashback-
"Bella, why didn't you tell me you're scared about the coronation?" I blurted out one night. Bella had just finished dinner, Mousakka. She wiped her mouth with a napkin before turning to me.
"How did you know?" she demanded.
"I overheard you telling the Cullens," I told her, I looked down at the table cloth, picked up the end and started twirling it around in my hands.
"Why were you eavesdropping?"
"I wasn't. I came to talk to you about something, but I overheard you telling them. I just don't understand why you'd tell them and not me. I am your husband, you're meant to be able to tell me anything."
"I do tell you everything," she stressed.
"You didn't tell me about this," I pointed out.
She sighed and shook her head and whisper-hissed, "Men!". I sat there flabbergasted at how she was treating this conversation.
"Marcus, I tell you everything. Honestly, I do. As for this, I didn't know how to bring it up it's not a normal thing to bring up in conversation. How would you have acted if I turned round to you out of nowhere and say 'Marcus, this coronation business is scaring the shit out of me.'?"
I shrugged my shoulders because I wasn't sure at all how I would have acted towards that.
"See, this is why I didn't tell you. I was talking to the Cullens about it because I was hoping they'd give me advice about it. If I went to Charlie, Renee or Jacob they would have told me to go home with them that instant and to never come back. Aro or Caius wouldn't have been helpful. I have no idea what they'd say or do. I just...didn't want to worry you."
I looked in her eyes and saw what she said was true. I let go of the table cloth that was entwined in my fingers and held her hand.
"You don't need to worry about me, Bella. I love you no matter what. I understand that you're scared. There's no reason to be, because you will be a magnificent queen. I'll be there with you from the very start, right to the very end. I won't be abandoning you over this."
She smiled and leant over the table and gave me a soft kiss.
"Thank you. I love you," she said and I knew that the topic was closed.
-end of Flashback-
After that, Bella told me all of her fears about the coronation and her upcoming change. It was really good to sit down and talk about all these fears. It made things between us much easier, and we knew that we could talk to each other about anything and everything.
The coronation was getting closer, and there were more people attending this than the wedding. I guess everyone wants to see the human Queen before she gets turned. Everyone turned up around the same time so the castle was full of vampires. Hunting ended up being a special operation and humans were no longer coming into the castle; other than Bella, Charlie, Renee, Phil, Jacob and Gianna -our receptionist.
All hunting was taken out of the castle and out of Volterra completely. Either going to surrounding areas or some borrowing the plane and leaving the country. While on the honeymoon, Bella and I spoke about my feeding habits and I had been thinking about going 'vegetarian' just so that I can hunt with Bella when she's changed. But I was skeptical over the whole 'animals' thing. I was thinking of talking to Carlisle sometime, but I wanted to discuss it with Bella first. I decided that the best thing to do was talk to her about it after the coronation and shortly before her change. That way, we can go through this experience together. From the very beginning.
The day of the coronation arrived, and the castle was full of vampires getting ready or just returning from hunting. I headed to mine and Bella's suite, what I found wasn't encouraging at all. Bella was panicking, and not in a good way. After a few minutes of talking to and holding her, she calmed and the ceremony was able to continue.
We headed down to the hall, and it began. Everything was going well until Aro went straight off what we had planned, and had Bella walk over to a small statue off to the side of the room. There he performed something like a baptism, but except the use of water being put onto her head, it was blood.
I looked on in shock at what my brother was doing, and hoped that Bella wouldn't freak out. She didn't. She had a look of determination on her face, and I could tell that she was petrified at what was happening to her. But she got through it, without any problems.
After some final words from Aro, Bella was named Queen of the vampire race. I clapped and cheered for my wife, happy that she was just one final step from being a vampire.
The change itself.
A/N so what did you think? Be honest with me. Would you like an outtake written by me? leave a review or e-mail and I'll get on it.
xo Beckie