(Jane and Bella aren't as... emotionless in this chapter as they were before.)
BPOV
Jane's eyes lit with amusement as Carlisle's mouth hung open. The rest of his coven seemed to be confused, all thinking the same thing.
He knows her?
"You haven't changed a bit, have you?" I smirked as I pulled the hood off and shook out my hair.
"Well, I didn't expect to see you again..."
"I'm part of the Volturi, Carlisle, what do you expect? Now, won't you be a dear and introduce me to your coven?" I recognized Carlisle and another one... Jasper, was it? He was the one training newborn vampires in 1863 Ah, yes. He was satisfactorily familiar. Carlisle cleared his throat, then spoke.
"Esme, Rosalie, Alice, Jasper, Emmett, Edward, and myself," he said, pointing to each one in turn. I tilted my head, a slight greeting.
"My name is Isabella," I pointed at Jane, "and this is Jane. I've heard you have a pet human... I'm sure you would be law-abiding citizens and tell me the truth, wouldn't you?" The one named Edward hissed slightly, and I bit back a chuckle.
"I'm afraid what you heard is false," Carlisle spoke with ease, just as he always did.
"Unlikely. Victoria's already gotten the consequences for lying to me, I'm sure you wouldn't want them." I walked towards Edward, making sure no one of them attempted to stop me. Jane stood frozen, her eyes locked on Jasper. "Tell me, Edward, what is her name?"
"There is no human," he insisted, and I scoffed.
"Really? Does this sound familiar... blonde hair with blue streaks, green eyes, about 5'5, with an arm tattoo?"
"Tara," the one named Emmett murmured. Everyone glared at him as he realized his mistake. "Shit." Cautiously, a girl stepped out from behind Edward. She held something in her arms... my eyes widened.
"A child?" I snarled. "Impossible. If that's Edward's child, you should be dead."
"It is not Edward's child, Jasper spoke up from behind me, and I turned around. "The child is adopted, her name is Renesmee."
"Renesmee and Tara. How nice. However, both of you are humans." I spoke to Tara, and she glared at me.
"Who gives a fuck?" she retorted. I was amused by the fact she believed she could stand up to someone of the Volturi.
"I do. This will hurt," I stared directly at Tara, and she fell to the ground, writhing in pain. I saw Jane smile slightly. "You shall not talk back to me, for you are merely a human with no power. Understand?"
"Yes!" she screamed. I released the pain from her, and looked at Jasper as Alice spoke to him.
"What's with her?"
"She's the most powerful vampire in all existence. She's undefeatable, has every power every vampire has, and she rules over the Volturi. No one knows why."
"Now, you shall change Tara into a vampire and get rid of Renesmee, or I will be forced to kill them both. Pick one."
"We'll change Tara." Esme spoke up.
"Good. We'll be going now, and I'll see you again, Jasper." I pulled the hood over my head and ran from the forest with Jane.
JPOV
I was stunned that she still remembered me, even after all those years...
"Jazz, you tell me everything and anything you know about her!" Alice demanded as she glared at me. I sighed and put my head in my hands.
"I broke a rule," I spoke in barely a whisper.
"What?" Alice's voice drifted through my thoughts. I sighed.
"We fucked." I felt Emmett slap my shoulder mockingly.
"Hot."
"This is serious, Emmett. Jasper, look at me," I heard Carlisle speak as Esme gently took my hands off my face. I looked at Carlisle. "Tell us everything you know about her."
"Back when I was training newborn vampires with Maria, she showed up with Jane. We went into an alley and.."
"Skip that." Alice looked pained.
"She told me everything. She said Jane found her when she was only four, and when she was sixteen she got changed into a vampire and got power over the Volturi."
BPOV
"Today's really been boring." I muttered, mainly to myself. Jane and I were back in the castle, after traveling back to Italy. It took us a day to get back, and the next day, nothing exciting happened. The next thing I know, I was pelted with... a pillow? I tossed it on the floor and looked at Jane. Her lips were pressed together in a stiff line, trying not to turn up at the corners, but I could see the excitement in her red eyes.
"Jane?"
"Yes, Mistress Isabella?" she asked all-too-innocently.
"Did you throw a pillow at me?"
"Maybe?" the corners of her lips twitched again. I shook my head and threw the pillow at her, maybe a little too hard. She fell over and I burst out giggling. She scrambled to her feet and gave me a mock death glare, then threw the pillow back at me.
"Isabella, Jane! What is going on?" Aro stood in the doorway, looking displeased. I pursed my lips, thinking of what to say.
"She started it!" Jane lied and pointed at me. I shook my head.
"She's lying, I can sense it." Aro shook his head, walked over to Jane and took her hand in his, searching through her thoughts.
"You're right, Isabella. Jane started it." Jane mockingly shook her fist at me, and I laughed at her thoughts.
I'm going to get revenge on her.
"Not if you can't catch me!" I shouted, jumping out of my throne and racing out of the room. I could hear Jane screaming, though it was a playful scream, apparently struggling to get out of Aro's grip. Suddenly, I found myself on the floor. I sat up and rubbed my temples.
"Oh shi-Jasper?"