Okay, Another Chapter. We find out something new about Bella. Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or The Vampire Diaries.

The Song is Kiss with a Fist By Florence and the Machine. Now I know I said she would meet Damon this chapter but it was too much to write. It would feel wrong to write him in now. Seeing as he needs an entrance. There are already over 2000 words so don't complain!

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Bella POV

I walked around my room. I had compelled the owner of the house to let me in and stay for sometime. I suppose you could already guess what happened next, seeing as I was walking around in her house. I also compelled her not to take notice of my appearance. Sure, I was a vampire, I always looked amazing but with twigs in my hair, Said hair tangled in a cluster and clothes drenched. I probably looked a state.

I looked myself over in the mirror, and frowned at what my hair now was. I ran a shower and began to undress. As I washed myself, I wondered what I could do, in this town… I mean it was likely one of the adolescents would be having a party of some sort. It was a nice night out, Though I was unaware of what day it was.

I would have to ask Amberly, the owner of this house. Of course, it's unlikely she would know…. Oh well. I suppose I will have to go to one of the places where they

'hang out', if I really want to know.

I continued rinsing my hair. I began humming a song I had heard earlier on the radio.

"My black eye, Casts no shadow

Your red eye sees no pain

Your slaps don't stick

Your kicks don't hit

So we remain the same

Blood sticks and sweat drips

Break the lock if it don't fit

A kick in the teeth is good for some

A kiss with a fist is better than none

A-woah, a kiss with a fist is better than none.

Broke your jaw once before

Spilled you blood upon the floor You broke my leg in retu-."

The water went cold and I sighed. I continued to rinse my hair, shivering the entire time. Once I was out I grabbed a towel off the rack and wrapped it around my body. I left my hair out. I always hated hairdryers, Evil things they were. I began putting on a Sweater I borrowed from Amberly. Since I was petite and she was somewhat round the shirt met my thighs. I frowned. I could wear the clothes from earlier again, and go shopping. I shrugged and put the tights from earlier on my legs.

I decided to change from what I looked like currently, seeing as I purposely changed my appearance around the Volturi. So that I had a fixed appearance around them and they wouldn't be able to find me. My eyes darkened and deepened somewhat as my hair became a Dark brown. I shook my head at vampire speed for about a minute and decided it would be dry now. Looking myself over once more in the mirror. I decided to ignore any cosmetic use, seeing as I would feel it on my skin the entire time, and that was a something I didn't need. I walked out of the room and greeted Amberly.

"Hello, Amberly. Thank you for the clothes. It was very kind of you."

"Never mind, Bella. It's my pleasure. What is it ,you are here to talk to me, about?"

She inquired, Smiling kindly at me.

"Would you know where many of teenagers like to go?" She looked focused on remembering something.

"If memory serves me correctly, The Mystic Grill, would be a spot where people often relaxed. Perhaps, you should look there?"

I smiled at her and nodded. "Thank you, Amberly." I walked toward the door and turned back to wave.

She returned the gesture and I friskily walked into the daylight. I walked down the footpath and continued till I saw what seemed to be the Mystic Grill.

There's a bar… Maybe this place wool be more fun than I thought.

I walked towards the bar and Compelled the bartender to get me a scotch. He handed me the glass and I took it in my hand. I used my pinky to stir the drink a little I watched the area contently and turned to a blonde boy who was wiping down the bar.

"Hello," I greeted him. I wondered if he would be able to give me the answer I needed.

He looked up in surprise. "Hey," His eyes rake over me, In a way that indicated he was trying to work out if he had seen me before. I decided to to tell him myself.

"I'm new here. Before you ask, the names Isabella Spade. But just call me Bella."

I stuck my hand out in a polite greeting.

I lifted the glass of scotch my mouth and drank about half of it.

He complied and we shook hands. "Matt. My name's Matt Donovan." He began wiping the bar down again. Before looking back up at me. "So why are you in the small town of Mystic Falls?"

I thought of a short backstory that explained why I had no parents with me, or why I lived with Amberly. "My parents died recently, I came here to live with my Aunt, Amberly."

He looked apologetic for a moment. "Sorry, I didn't mea-"

I interrupted him.

"It's okay, I don't mind. It's better to talk about it rather than keep it bottled up."

I took a drink of my scotch.

He smiled apologetically, once more.

"So, even though I haven't been invited. Are there any parties on tonight?"

He shrugged. "There's going to be the Masquerade on tonight. It won't be wild but I have to go."

One of my eyebrows lifted and I looked at him quizzically. "And why would that be, exactly?"

He shrugged again. "Nothing really, Barely matters."

I looked at him suspiciously but let it go. I drank the last of the scotch in my glass and stood. "It's been nice to know you. ." I mock saluted and exited the Grill.

I suppose that went well… Now to know what he meant…

I went to the mall, to get an outfit for the occasion. I knew that if I wanted to be wearing something simply amazing, I'd have to make it by hand. Once I had the fabric, the needle and a sketch pad (Seeing as I already had pencils), I left the store and went to my new home.

I close my eyes and imagined a beautiful dress. It was a black dress. The front had a simple corset design, that seemed to make my skin luminescent. The rest had three layers the two under layers a deep violet. Around the waist was a thick ribbon, the same shade as the under layers, tied in a bow at the back.

I drew everything I saw in my mind. Me, Being a vampire made that process increasingly fast.

I opened my eyes and looked at the sketch. The dress was simple but elegant.

I worked on it for easily the rest of the afternoon.

I looked in the mirror, I looked nice. My hair was in waves and fell in over my shoulders like chocolate puddles that couldn't decide which side they would stay on. I put a thick cherry red lipstick on my lips, Some eyeliner over my eyes and Mascara.

I skipped down the stairs, Happy about the party. Sure, I wasn't invited, but me, an innocent beautiful girl… Who could say no to that? Of course, If they try something, I'll snap their arms.

I was brought out of my thoughts by Amberly.

"Oh, Dear. You look so beautiful."

I smiled kindly. "Thankyou, Amberly. Although I'm sure when you were younger, You had to fight the men off of you."

She blushed a light pink and dashed away. Once she was gone, I couldn't contain my laughter anymore. I erupted in giggles and continued to the exit. I locked the door before I was on my way. I put the mask under my arm before slipping it into my purse,

I looked at the motorcycle that was beside the neighbours house. The outer metal cover was a glossy red and in all honesty. I think I fell in love. I looked from left to right, before jumping on it. I hastily grabbed the helmet, placed it on my head and drove. Now, I wasn't worried about my hair because in all freakiness It would still look okay because, well.. They'll be looking at my face, trying to recognise me like the boy from earlier did.

I thought about what he said earlier, "There's going to be the Masquerade on tonight. It won't be wild but I have to go." I remember what his eyes looked like when he said that. They looked.. emotionless, Lifeless, Without hope or happiness. Now, I have been fa vampire about nine hundred years, almost a thousand. If anyone knew about compulsion it would be me. Now, sure. Compelling happened almost all the time, it wasn't unusual. No, what we should be asking ourselves is why would you compell a teenage boy. It was unlikely he could be of any assistance. So, what exactly did he have to do?

I reached for my map, deciding I would continue to ask myself about that later. Now, I know i was on a motorcycle, but I knew Spanish, Japanese, Italian, Mandarin, French, Russian and English. How hard could riding a motorcycle with one ha-

My mind went back to the helicopter. I frowned. That was a one time thing….

I thought of the horse I rode as a child. Of, course I only rode it once because… At least there were no casualties, Well.. Except the horsed. But, that was a horse!

I remembered when I first drove a car, Only a poodle was hurt though, After I drove through that petstore… Fine!

I stopped the Motorcycle and looked at the map. I quickly memorised where I would be going tonight and the way back. I started the motorcycle once more and I was on my way.

I stopped at the mansion and looked around. All the tree's and plants were decorated with fairy lights and a man in the distance was juggling things that were on fire. I slipped my mask over my face continued through the swarm of people. I slowly became bored so I began listening to other peoples conversations.

"Good, Now go away."

"Oh my God."

"Oh my gosh, It's like a flying sauc-" That one I couldn't be bothered listening to.

"-Fork in the room, between you and me, my friend. I don't hesitate."

"We're really not meant to be here."

"I love your dress!"

"I want a shot."

"Funniest thing EVER."

"I thought this room could work."

Nothing, No big gossip. Blech. I walked around. Only to hear a familiar voice.

"Dance with me."

"No."

"Fine, then tell me who I should kill. Him? hmmm.. She looks delicious." No. Katerina? She was a vampire and she was here? Who was she talking too?

Who changed her? Who would change her?

I spent some time listing who could of possibly done so.

"The moonstone, Stefan. Tick, tock. "

The moonstone? They had the moonstone? I need to have that now, before he does.

I looked for a Stefan. Across the field was a man, holding the limp body of a girl, Who humans would appear passed out, but I knew better, the girl in his arms had clearly been killed by Katerina. I strolled towards him, as he looked at the limp girl in his arms warily.

I tapped his shoulder as I was behind him and he seemed to jump at the notion. I wondered what was on his mind as he should of seen me coming.

"Stefan, is it?"

He looked at me quizzically before replying. "Yes?"

"Give me the moonstone."

He looked at me warily. "Why do you want it?"

I stared down in shame remembering one of my original purposes for existing.

"Because, I'm the one who was meant to defend it…" I murmured.

His eyes became wide as he looked me over. Then narrowed suspiciously. "How do I know your not working for Katherine?"

"Katerina? Why would I work for someone who is younger than me? Let alone a bitch…"

He nodded unsure. "We will talk soon." He suddenly gripped my hand. "Don't you have a ring?"

I smirked. "No need for one. Goodbye Stefan." I looked at him, my head tilted. "What time do you want me? And Where?"

"About ten minutes, and upstairs, You'll see the room." I nodded and walked off.

What to do?

I looked back to see Stefan carrying the girl in his arms until he reached another man dressed in a black suit and mask. I walked towards a figure that had a great source of power coming from them.

I tapped her shoulder, one eyebrow raised. "Lucy?"

She turned around. "Do I know you?"

"No, but I doubt you want to work with Katerina. I was wondering, would you help me?"

Her eyes narrowed. "I'm listening."

I nodded and smiled. If Stefan decided to turn his back on me… I would protect the moonstone from him, no matter what.

So she saw a glimpse of Damon with Stefan. hmm... I was thinking I want to do Another Point of view for next chapter so please remember to review and tell me. I might even mention you in my story! Does anyone know what Stefan is planning to do to Bella? Of Course, It won't work but... he can try. I won't be adding another chapter until I get another Review because they make me happy like Elmo. Thankyou for reading. Byee.