A/N: Thanks for the reviews you guys(: I enjoyed reading them. Plus, to answer your questions, all the Cullen's have their vampire abilities. I don't seem to have found any pirate stories about Edward and Bella. Care to recommend any?

Chapter Three


I was tackled to the ground by my brother. I couldn't get the taste of her out of my mouth. So sweet and alluring, the feel of her skin as I bit down, the way she was begging me to stop. It was all to good to be true. I growled at him, pure blood lust in my voice.

"Out of my way."

"Sorry bro, no can do."

"Edward.." Rose was by the balcony doors and she was staring at me. I saw Alice peering over the balcony and waving her hand. Jasper took her and jumped only a moment ago. I have to go after him. I'm not letting her get away from me. She's Mine. I growled.

"Edward man, you need to calm down. Think of what you were doing!"

I couldn't control myself, when she pricked her hand on the book that was it. Her blood was so inviting. Thinking about it makes me crave it all the more.

Get a hold on yourself.

I looked over to Alice she was now facing me with a deadly look on her face. I growled back and put on a death face.

"Get out of my way." I said it with more aggression this time.

Think of Carlisle

I snapped and looked at Alice. She knew damn well what kind of affect our father had on me. Part of my mind knew I had to calm down and get a grip on myself. But the hunger took over, I couldn't do it. No matter how hard I tried. If Carlisle was here, I would probably disobey him and go on a suicide mission after Bella.

"Where did he take her?"

Emmett got in attack position. I couldn't blame him; a minute ago I was all about to tear his head off just to get back to her blood. Rose and Alice looked at each other.

"He took her to Carlisle."

I growled. There was no way I could get to Bella if Carlisle and Esme were in my way. Not to mention my siblings in front of me. From the corner of my eye, I saw Spencer quivering. I scoffed. What kind of vampire quivers? He needs to man up, and I know exactly how to do it. I smirked at my siblings and they stared at me wide eye. They all hunched down and grouped together. They didn't know what they in for. In a flash I was in front of Spencer smiling, he stared at me with fear in his eyes. Couldn't blame him, he was a new born. Barely changed for about two decades. I moved to behind him and caught him in a iron grip. I snarled at him when he tried to break free. He froze instantly; I looked up at my siblings. They stared at me with surprise and confusion in their eyes. I smiled.

"Edward dude, pull yourself together."

I shook my head. Not yet.

"Everyone has slips. We all have tough times."

"Cut the crap Emment."

I looked at my family. You'll regret this. My conscious spoke for the first time. I shook my head, knowing it was right. But I just couldn't stop, I needed to get away. Not long, just for a while. I had to control this urge I had for Bella. I would not be able to face her until I did. Hell. I won't be able to face my family until I did. I tightened my grip on Spencer and pulled us out of the corner. Everyone followed us with their eyes, not daring to make a move. I stared into each one of their eyes. My thoughts flickered to the door, I was almost there. I almost had no more use for Spencer. I just needed him as a shield. I knew they would never rip through him to get to me. Once I was close enough to the door, I saw Emment catch on and stepped forward towards us. I threw Spencer at him and ran out the door. I listened to the commotion coming from the room.

Fuck, he's getting away.

Oh my god! Emment!

Dude, my neck is bruised.

Edward… come back….

I shut my eyes and kept running. Everything was blurred. The smell of humans from the ball, the thoughts of my family, the guilt that I would soon feel, and the taste of Bella in my mouth. I had to get away from it all. I snapped my eyes opened when I smelled a different scent. I growled and change my course, running towards the smell.

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My body was trembling. I have never felt so much pain in my life. It was like my body was burning from the inside out. I felt the cold wind blow across my face, it felt good. I smiled. I felt something wet slipping down my neck. I assumed it was water, but when I touched it, I smelled it. The scent. Blood. I got dizzy thinking about it. Blood was like my worst enemy, any contact with it and I would faint or throw up. I couldn't stand the smell, the taste, or the thought of it. I faintly felt being carried through a pair of doors. I only smelled the blood. It was everything that filled my nose and mind.

"CARLISLE?! WHERES CARLISLE?!"

I felt the man that was holding me in an iron grip yell frantically. I opened my eyes a little and saw a dim light, and the shadow of a head twisting left and right. He had blonde hair and a pointed face. What caught my attention however, was his eyes. They were black. I gasped and thrashed in his arms. He looked at me with those black eyes. I shuddered. Don't look at me with those eyes, I wanted to say so badly but I couldn't find my voice. Don't look at me with the same eyes that he looked at me with.

"Jasper, what happened?"

I'm guessing he found the man that was named Carlisle. I had calmed down a little, but I was still scared. Would they harm me like Edward did I didn't even know these people.

"Edward bit her."

"Lay her down on the bed! Hurry we don't have much time."

"Will she be changed?"

I felt something cold press against my neck. "It's hard to say, her heartbeat is still pretty strong."

I shook my head left and right, I had to get this burning sensation out of me.. When I could see clearly, I gasped. Even in all this pain and suffering I was being surrounded by three incredibly beautiful people. Staring at their perfect faces it brought me back to Edward. My hands flew to my neck. I felt the dried up trail of blood that had stopped at my breast. My fingers moved on their own and found the two wounds. It burned to touch them. Everything in my body was burning. I reached out.

"F...i..r…e.." I croaked.

"We have to hurry; the transformation is on the way."

Transformation, what transformation? As the blonde gentleman leaned in, he tilted my head to where Edward bit me. I shut my eyes, the fire was increasing now. I could feel it spread through out my whole body. I gripped the bed sheets for support.

"Esme bring me the antidote."

Next thing I know I felt the man stick something into my neck, exactly where the holes were. I screamed. What ever it was it was invading my body fast. My breathing quickened and my body convulsed.

"Jasper! Esme! Hold her down!"

I felt pairs of arms hold my legs down, and another holding my left side down. I felt my body react in shock, I tried to fling them off me, but they were persistent and hung on.

"It'll be over soon." The man cooed at me. I tried desperately to believe him, but I couldn't. I closed my eyes and felt hot tears run down my face. I didn't care, all I needed right now was sweet release from everything. This pain, the party, my parents, Jacob Black, my life. I didn't feel the pain subside; I did however feel my eyes close. Hoping when I wake up that everything would be a dream and I would be back in my silk covered beds waking up to eggs and toast.

"I think it's working Carlisle."

"Good… that's good."

Before I drifted off, I heard the faint sounding of the castle bell. Apparently, my parents have figured out I was kidnapped. This was a birthday for the books. I sighed as I felt the pain disappear little by little. Happy birthday Bella.

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"Ugh.."

Who left the damn curtains open? I was going to have a serious talk with one of my chamber maids about leaving my curtains open. I lied in bed and waited for my breakfast to come in and for Theodore to tell me my schedule of the day. After a whole five minutes of waiting, I was getting irritated. Where was everyone? I sat up in my bed and gasped at my surroundings. This was not my room. I looked around and found that it was occupied with a ivory desk at the far left corner, drawers, a mini table on each side of the bed, red carpets, a lamp, and this bed. It was nothing compared to my room, but it was still stunning. In the corner of my eye I noticed a bookshelf. It was piled mountain high with books of all kinds, mostly classics from what I observed. I registered everything that was around me, then I snapped back to reality. Visions of last night came flooding back into my mind.

"Get Ready Isabella. I'm about to take you."

I shuddered at the thought of those words. My hands grazed over the holes on my neck. They didn't sting anymore, but they were there. I got up and walked over to the mirror. I looked at myself. Leaning forward and touching the mirror. Everything looked normal, on the surface. But who knows what could be wrong or different about me underneath. If I stepped outside, would I be cooked alive by the sun? I titled my head to see the holes. They were fairly small, and didn't look deep. Looks can be deceiving. I was startled by the knock on my door. I glanced around nervously and decided to act as if I just got out of bed. Jumping into the soft, fluffy mattress, I pulled the covers up.

"Come in" I said in the most groggily voice I could manage.

This small pixie haired maiden came bouncing in, full of excitement. She was short, but I learned never to judge a person by their height, age, or race. She had short hair and topaz eyes. All though she was small, she had a killer body. Even with clothes on you could see that it was toned and she had curves to go with it. She turned her head to me and smiled.

"Hi, I'm Alice."

I nodded. I wanted to respond, but how would you respond to someone who was most likely helped kidnap you. Therefore, I just stared at her. She held out her hand, I decided to shake it in a friendly gesture. If I didn't, she might eat me. We shook hands and then she proceeded to take in my appearance, just as I did with her. Sometimes her face would be twisted in happiness or frustration. One or the other, I was getting slightly uncomfortable. I pulled the blankets up to my neck and hid my body. I think she took the hint because she turned around and headed over to the dresser. She rummaged through the contents until she finally came back. She sat on the edge of the bed and stared at me again. This was awkward. After awhile, she sighed and opened her mouth.

"I know you're scared, but don't be."

Don't be scared? I woke up in a strange place and she's telling me not to be scared.

"Where am I?" Oh god my voice sounded terrible from the screaming last night.

The pixie girl smiled, "You're aboard a pirate ship."

I stared at her wide eye. "You're a pirate?"

"Yes, I am. But don't be afraid. We don't mean you any harm."

"Then why am I on a pirate ship?"

She gulped, "It's complicated."

I groaned. "Can I at least go outside?"

"I don't think that's a good idea." Alice stood up and walked over to the door and peered out the circular window. I followed her gaze. I leaned forward a bit and caused a creak in the bed. She must have noticed my curiosity, because she pulled the curtains over the porthole. However before she closed it completely, I swear I saw a glimmer of something glistening on the deck.

"If I'm safe, why am I not allowed leaving the confinements of this room?"

Alice smiled slightly,"Sorry, Captain's orders."

"Who is your captain?! I demand to speak to him!"

"I'm sorry Bella, but you can't"

"Why can't I?"

"It's not the best time to speak to the captain. He is a very busy man."

I imagined the captain to be a very old man, with gray hair under his captain hat, a leather jacket that goes up to his wrinkly hands, and boots that went past his ankle. His face would be covered in wrinkles, with a very pronounced mustache. Stories that my father's generals had told me when they came back from months at sea, would always describe pirate ship captains as vile, nasty, and ill mannered men. I could only hope that this one was different and would spare me mercy.

"I'm sorry Bella, maybe another time."

With that Alice silently left the room, leaving me to my thoughts. What was I going to do now? I was on a mysterious pirate ship, possibly thousands of miles away for me to recognize anyone familiar that could help me. I was alone. For the first time in eighteen years I was really alone ; no body guards, no maids, no dogs, no Theodore, and definitely no parents. I cuddled myself and tears started to swell up in my eyes. I had been asking for freedom since I was like fourteen, but now that I finally got it, it wasn't as what I thought it would be. I found myself missing my parents deeply, and missing my country. Only yesterday did I wake up in my own bed, and today I had woken up in some else's I shuddered at the thought of who laid in this bed before me. I sobbed silently and rocked from side to side.

I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I heard was someone shouting. I got up from my fallen position and walked to the door. Moving the curtain aside, I peered out the porthole. I gasped, my eyes met with a tangled mess of bronze hair. I could only see the back of the person's head but something about it was oddly familiar. I looked over the guy's shoulder and found a bit of dark brown hair poking out and in. I couldn't hear what they were talking about, but I could tell it wasn't friendly. Their shoulders were both tense, and they looked as if they were ready to pounce on each other. I shivered. My attention was brought back to them when I heard a sudden bang. I covered my mouth just in time as I let a squeal out. I had duck under the view of the porthole, but I could still see exactly what had happened. The man with dark brown hair had slammed the man with bronze hair into the door. I could hear them perfectly now.

"Move aside." I shuddered; his voice was anything but nice.

"Stop Anthony."

The man, Anthony, only pushed him more and managed to knock him over to the side. His hand was on the doorknob, but in one swift motion he was pinned to the ground. My hand still covered my mouth so my gasped was muffled. I was shocked for two reasons, one Anthony was tackled in blinding speed, and two the man that tackled him was Edward. From this newly acquainted angle I could see both their faces. Not only their faces but more importantly their eyes; both were pitch black. Looking at the black eyes made me shudder once again at the memory of last night. The wound may have healed physically, but I was still hurt mentally. Last night will always be imprinted in my brain. Anthony and Edward both growled at each other like two males fighting for domination. Edward's hands were on Anthony's shoulders, gripping them. Anthony's hands were on Edward's elbow.

"Calm down Anthony" This time Edward's voice gave off a air of authority. Nothing at all like the Edward I talked to last night. How many different sides does this guy have?

Anthony growled, kicked, and clawed at Edward. Nothing worked, Edward had a firm grip on him and wasn't about to let go. After awhile everything settled down. I could faintly see the rise and fall of Anthony's chest as he thought logically. Anthony mumbled something, and Edward got off him. They were both up at blinding speed. Anthony had his back turned to me.

"You'll regret this Captain."

Captain?! Edward is the captain of this pirate ship that I'm on! Well I believe it is a pirate ship, though there are many supernatural things that seem to be happening aboard this ship. First, there are the eyes. Second, the way they move so fast. Third, the way they were all so pale and strikingly beautiful. Lastly, the fact that Edward bit me. I saw Edward turn around as Anthony made his way through the shadows. His eyes were cast downwards and his thumb and index finger were pinching his nose. I stared at his unbelievable, breathtaking, beauty. Even when he was flustered and frustrated, he still looked perfect. I thought back to last night before I cut my finger. Edward and I were talking so pleasantly and calmly. What happened? I thought everything was going smoothly. My hand, on its own accord, made its way to my neck once again. Rubbing circles around the holes, I closed my eyes and relished in the feeling of what it was like when Edward bit me. Even though there was tremendous pain, I felt pleasure as well. As weird as that may sound, it was true. A small part of me couldn't help but feel a electrical shock pass through my body. A current that was being transmitted from Edward into me. The moment he sank his teeth into me, I felt like we were connected underneath all the pain. I probably didn't realize that consciously, but I guess my unconscious did it for me. I didn't realize that my breathing was heavy and hoarse. I controlled my breathing and slowly opening my eyes. The sight I met with was a surprise. Edward was staring at me through the port hole. His eyes memorizing mine, and mine his. His eyes were now topaz due to the dim light that was being emitted from the candles at the top of the wall. When did those come on? We held each other's gazes. Soon after, Edward slowly lifted his hand and placed it on the window. His hand was slightly bigger than mine. Like the rest of his body, his hand held a sign of youthfulness, no sign of aging or roughness from manual labor. I don't know what possessed me but I lifted my hand and place it directly on his through my side of the window. I felt a electric shock rush through me. Even with this thin barrier of a glass, I could still feel the connection between us. I never took my eyes off Edward, and the moment I placed my hand on the window his eyes lit up, as if he felt what I felt. The feeling, the connection. Just as quickly as it came, it left. Edward soon took his hand off the porthole and placed it back at his side. His body composure was now rough and hard. He looked at me for another thirty seconds and then walked away. Not even turning back. I felt a sudden wave of various feelings. So many, and so indescribable. After a few minutes, I had finally regained control over my body. It was like he put some kind of spell over me. I blinked and noticed that I still had my hand on the window. I removed it and closed the curtain. I turned around and stalked over to the bed. I reminisced on my family and my home. How I missed them both so much. But the thought of being away from Edward's presence pained me. I don't know why I felt this way, or how I had become so physically attached to a guy I met yesterday. All I know is that Edward Cullen had some kind of invisible hold on me, and I could tell it wasn't going to break anytime soon.

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EPOV

I stomped all the way back to my quarters, not turning around once. I was scared that if I turned around and looked back at the path I was came from, I would run back down it; back to her. Isabella Marie Swan. Her name was elegant and beautiful. It fit perfectly with her. Someone that beautiful and unique should have such a name. As I rounded the last corner before I reached my room, I was met with a surprise visitor.

"Edward"

"Alice"

We looked at each other, waiting for the other to break the silence. That's what I liked about Alice, she and I could understand each other so well. Even if we had different taste, we still understood what one another was thinking. Out of all my siblings, I liked Alice the best.

"What were you thinking Edward?"

I sighed and shook my head.

"I honestly don't know."

She scoffed, "Is that the best answer you can come up with!?"

Alice took steps closer to me.

"She's a human! Do you comprehend what I'm telling you? She is a HUMAN, aboard a pirate ship. Not just an ordinary pirate ship, but one that is inhabited solely by vampires. Do you understand the danger that she is in? What will the crew do when they find out that there is a human aboard? Did you think that if you told them and talked it out with them that they would stop from jumping all over each other to get first dips on her."

"You make it sound like I don't know that. I know what the dangers are aboard this ship Alice, I am its captain. You don't think that I had thought about these?"

"And what do you intend to do then? Keep her locked up in that room, wait for all this to blow over then dump her on the next port we hit?"

I growled, "No Alice, I don't intend to keep her locked up in that room, nor do I want to dump her on the next port off."

Alice looked at me with horror on her face, "And what are you going to do? Keep her here? Make her your personal slave? Train her like a dog and make her do your bidding?"

That angered me; I growled at Alice and slammed my hand into the wall. I closed my eyes and clenched my teeth together. I breathed slowly in and out, in and out. I repeated this technique ten times. I can't keep her here, it was too dangerous. But I couldn't drop her off at the next dock. Where would she go? She would be thousands of miles from home with no resource or connections of finding her way back. If we were still on course, then we should be passing the middle of France by now, heading towards Spain. Who would she know in Spain, was she fluent in Spanish? I shook my head. I looked at Alice and saw worry portrayed on her eyes. Typical of Alice, being with Jasper must have rubbed off on her. The ability to feel people's emotions is his gift, so I assume Alice now feels sympathy for Bella. I smiled faintly. That loosened her up.

"I'm sorry Edward; the things I said were uncalled for."

I walked u p to her and hugged her. I stroked her hair, "its okay Alice."

We embraced for a few minutes until someone cleared their throat. I turned around and was met with two pairs of eyes. Emment and Jasper were staring at us, mostly me. Alice danced out of my arms and into Jaspers. Emment walked up to me and patted my shoulder. It was his way of saying that everything was going to be fine. I smiled. My family is always there to cheer me up.

"Dude, you scared the shit out of us last night. You just took off without saying anything."

"Yeah man, not cool. Don't do that again." Jasper added his comment.

I recalled the events that happened last night.

I ran towards the smell. It was different and unique. Plus it was defiantly close. Before I knew it, I was outside the palace and standing in a rose garden. I inhaled the scent of roses. Roses are my favorite flower; I loved the scent and the color of it. Is it because if was the color of blood red, I don't know. Roses have always captivated my attention. This time was now different. The garden was filled with roses. Only red roses though. I walked through the garden, letting my nose guide me as I made my way through the bushes. I had ventured to the far corner of the garden, where only a few roses grew on a bush. Like outcasts, these roses were ignored by the rest of the population. I bent down and touched it gently. I could only understand how it feels. Being abnormal, never able to do the things that others can do, always having something to hide. That feeling was killing me from the inside out. I rustle from behind me brought me out of my deep thought. I sprang around and clutched down in attack position. It was that smell. As I walked closer to the trees, cautiously of course, I had now a better understanding of what the smell was. It was blood. Fresh blood. However, it wasn't only blood; something else was mixed in with the scent. Something more, something rare. I pushed the branch aside and stepped into the black abyss of trees. As I ventured deeper and deeper into the woods, the scent became heavier and stronger. I saw something up front, no more than 10 yards away fro me. I sprinted over there and was greeted with a horrifying sight. There on the ground lies a dead maiden. I looked at her face, trying to only look at her naked body when necessary. She looked young, probably not even more than 25 years old. So young, so foolish. As I walked closer to the corpse, ripped clothes and tattered remains were what I saw. I saw her dress from the ball, which was ripped right down the side. I saw her undergarments; corset, bra, underwear, etc... All stained with blood. I turned my head back to the body of the girl. This time I studied her body. It was gross and disturbing. Her stomach was torn open and her legs were bent in a awkward position. Her hands were laid by her side and her face was tilted so you could only see on eye, staring at nothing, blank and lifeless. I wasn't looking at the damage however; I was looking at any signs or physical injuries due to defense fullness. Due to the evidence that was surrounding me, I could only come up with the assumption that she raped and killed or that the two were caught up in the heat of the moment and later on the guy killed her brutally and fled. I could find no visible signs of bruising and forcefulness.

"Find anything"

I froze. Sniffing the air, I realized what the mystery scent was. Mixed with the scent of fresh blood was the scent of the same creature as I am a vampire. I slowly turned around and saw the man in all his glory. He was wearing nothing and stood a few inches taller than me and had jet black eyes that went well with his dark brownish hair.

"Like my work? I call it 'Change' See how the girl's stomach is all torn apart and spread out. That's what it feels like when you first change into a vampire. But I'm quite sure you know what that feels like.

I spat in disgust.

"What's wrong ?"

"You're disgusting."

The man only chuckled at me.

"Art comes in all shapes and forms. I personally know a few people who would consider this a masterpiece."

I growled. "Why did you lure me out here?"

"AH! Smart aren't we. Well you see, the reason that I purposely had my way with this girl and let her bleed to death was because I wanted to talk to you personally. I know that you are the captain of your ship and I knew you were going to break into the palace tonight as the ball was being hosted. You see, my family has been studying your clan for awhile now and we propose a pirate battle. The rules are simple; we battle at sea with our respected crews. The winner gets whatever he demands for, and the loser and his crew will be killed by the other crew. Easy enough."

"Why are you doing this?"

"Why? Because I'm bored with life. All there is to this life is hunting and drinking. I want some adventure and action. Therefore I decided long ago that I would make up a game and play it with who ever I found worthy. Then I stumbled upon your crew just 7 months prior, at the coast of Iceland. Your crew and you had ambushed a Viking ship and stolen all their goods. I, at that time, was passing by on a smaller ship which was taking me to England to seek out crew members. Now, seven months later, I have my crew and my ship, and I am ready to do battle."

I opened my mouth, but was silent when the man had a evil gleam in his eyes.

"Don't worry, the game itself won't start until 3 months. Three months should be enough time to gather all your materials and weapons right? The terrain is all of Europe. Well with that said, I must be going. I do have a lot more business to attend too. See you in three months time."

"What's your name?"

"James" Without turning around, James ran off not even asking for my name. I looked back at the girl and felt a pain of sorrow. This innocent maiden had died because of me, because of this sick, twisted game. Just you wait James, in three months the game will be on, and the stakes will be high. Without a final glance, I turned around and ran all the way towards the port. As I arrived the edge at the edge of the forest, I saw my siblings moving hastily about in front of the humans. I straightened my clothes and stepped out of the shadows.

I growled. James, I will not lose to you.

"Hello?" Emment was waving his hand in front of me.

"Yeah?"

"Fuck, finally. I've been trying to get your attention for like a minute now. Dude what happened to you?"

"Sorry I zoned out."

"What were you thinking about?"

I thought of a quick lie.

"Anthony and I had a fight earlier."

Well it wasn't a complete lie.

"Oh shit, what happened?"

"I think he smelled Bella's scent in the room. He thought I had taken stow a way on board and was keeping her from the crew. He told me if I let him have a taste, then he would keep quiet."

"Want me to beat the shit out of him? I always wanted to do it. He gives off such a cocky attitude. I always wanted to right hook him in the eye."

I chuckled and waved it off.

"Thanks but no thanks Emment. If you do that my crew will believe its okay to go around swing right hooks at everyone they think is annoying."

"I didn't say annoying, I said cocky."

I smiled one last time and opened my door.

"Thanks for the offer, but I think I can handle him."

"All right man, what ever you say. Laters."

Emment chased after Alice and Jasper who had already left and rounded the corner a moment ago. I smiled at my brother and closed my door. I sat down on a chair and tried to think off a solution to all these problems. However the only thing I could think of was Bella. Sweet Bella.


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