Disclaimer: I don't own the poem 'Colour Me Blood Red' . It is absolutely beautiful though!

Chapter Four

Alice looked at herself on the Vanity Fair mirror for what seemed like the hundredth time in fourteen seconds.

"Careful there Alice, you might turn into Rosie if you look often enough" Emmett teased. He winced when his wife smacked him hard on the shoulder. Despite her size, Rosalie could hit pretty hard when she wanted to.

The fairy-like features disappeared from the reflective surface to be replaced by a pouting goddess as Rosalie took the mirrored business card to check her already perfect make-up – despite her objection to Emmett's comment.

"I didn't see this coming" Alice repeated to herself again "Jasper, why didn't I see this?"

Jasper looked up from staring at the ground in contemplation and touched Alice gently on the shoulder. "It's not you, there's something weird about Bella Suicide. Like how did she know that we would be coming?"

"Maybe she has the sight as well and cancels your sight out?" Emmett suggested.

"That was surprisingly unstupid coming from you" Alice smiled. Emmett swelled proudly then frowned in deliberation.

"She was insulting you" Rosalie told him, not taking her eyes from her reflection. Emmett growled at Alice and Jasper snarled in response.

Alice rolled her eyes at the two of them and then stole the mirror back despite Rose's complaints. "Vanity Fair, what kind of name is that?"

"Sounds an awful lot like Rosalie" Jasper commented idly. He clutched his arm in pain – Rose hit a lot harder if you weren't Emmett.

"Rosalie, stop hitting Jasper" Alice reproved "I'll have to give you a 'duffing up' – Isn't English slang fun?" She added cheerfully. Emmett and Jasper sniggered behind their hands at the thought of tiny Alice beating up anyone.

"Whatever" Rosalie stated boredly, examining one nail.

"We're here" Alice said suddenly. Two minutes later they heard the sounds of the club thumping gradually through their eardrums.

"Isn't this exciting?" Alice wanted to know "I haven't been to this club before. In fact, I haven't really gone out since B-…you know"

There was a terse silence.

"Just be glad that Edward isn't here" Rosalie snapped finally "Nobody's allowed to mention the B-word around him or he gets all dejected"

"Well what if you had to leave Emmett?" Alice demanded.

"I wouldn't" Rosalie replied simply. Emmett stopped and wrapped his wife up in a huge bear hug.

"Those boys can see up Rose's skirt" Jasper said looking at a passing group of teenagers "I can feel it" he gave a small shudder at the emotions passing through the guys bodies. Emmett dropped Rose immediately and growled at the offenders, they moved away quickly.

"Well pretty much anybody can see, as short as her skirt is" Alice remarked "It's more of a belt as anything"

"Alice, that saying is so twenty years ago" Rosalie said boredly before squeaking as Emmett gave a firm tug downwards on Rosalie's flashy silver miniskirt in an attempt at making it longer. Instead it almost dislodged it completely and managed to show a large quantity of lacy black thong.

Jasper blanched at the emotions he got from the males in the crowd lining up outside the club, even some females were looking appreciative.

Alice giggled behind her hand and stopped still again, looking into something only she could see. "We're supposed to go up to the bouncer" she informed them.

"Excellent" Emmett said, momentarily forgetting Rosalie's show of underwear, and knocked fists with Jasper. The blonde rolled her eyes and adjusting her skirt she strutted along up the line of people, ignoring their objections.

"Oh look, the blonde bitch thinks she's too good to stand in the line with the rest of us" a particularly loud girl commented as Rosalie walked arrogantly pass.

Rose paused and looked straight at her "Of course I think I'm better than you. The only possible thing I can think of that would be below you is a large pile of diseased shit…but then I look at your face and well…" She left the comment hanging, flicked her hair and continued, ignoring the girl's look of outrage. Alice laughed silently and glided behind her with Emmett and Jasper.

The bouncer, a large brawny man, eyes them as they walked up. Especially Emmett who's bulk rivalled his own. The quadrant weren't particularly intimidated; sure he was strong looking in mortal terms but any one of them could beat him in two seconds flat with both hands tied behind their backs.

"Back of the line. We don't do cuts here, no matter how 'famous' you think you are" He gave a leering stare up Rosalie's body but his gaze transferred to Emmett's furious expression and he rethought his priority. "So, what I'm basically saying is that you're not getting in"

Rosalie looked bored "I hate mortals" she said under her breath, Emmett still looked pissed, Jasper also looked angry as he was hit by his brother's emotion. Alice sighed and adjusted her fedora hat, stepping forwards.

"Hi, my name's Alice Cullen" she mimicked her speech in her vision perfectly "I believe you were expecting us"

The bouncer frowned at her but stepped aside "VIP room's up the stairs" he grunted unhappily and resumed his position in front of the door once they passed.

Nearly one hundred Cullen's appeared into the club. The entire place was filled with mirrors placed strategically, on the wall, the floor, the ceiling, everywhere to create the illusion of there being millions of people inside.

Half the dancers were wearing some sort of mirrored outfits themselves which the coloured lights ahead flashed off and made a rainbow of colours sparkling around the dance floor.

Acrobatic dancers tumbled around the ceiling from the thick silver drapes hanging; they twisted themselves into complicated shapes, spun and flew through the air at each other with fingers barely holding them from their deaths.

Alice gasped in happiness, Emmett grinned, Jasper beamed from the positive emotions flung around and even Rosalie managed a smile. Vanity Fair was…dazzling.

Alice pulled them through the crowd of dancers; each had fed well before coming so the thirst wasn't as compelling, and up a glowing staircase that spiraled up into the top of the club.

They repeated their names once again and were immediately let into the VIP room, a circular fenced in platform that hung from chains above the club. They could look over the entire of Vanity Fair from here, including a top view of the stage just below.

Only a few people were up here, most congregating around the bar. That made the single woman stand out even more than her strange white skin. She was draped over a throne-like chair and her gaze transferred to the four immediately as they entered.

Alice knew her as soon as they locked eyes. Jasper frowned at the arrogant amusement coming from here, Rosalie raised one perfect eyebrow and Emmett summed it up in one exclamation "Well shit fire and save matches, I'd damn well know her in a line-up"

They surrounded the woman in a circle, much like the Volturi did earlier. The woman smirked at them, her distinctive purple eyes gleaming.

"Heidi" Alice said "What are you doing here?"

Heidi swirled her suspiciously red martini around in her glass before answering "Enjoying the clubbing scene"

"To steal a term from my husband; Bullshit!" Rosalie snapped.

Emmett nodded proudly "That's my girl"

Heidi laughed coldly "Such class Rosalie, but you do not need to spare such expressions on myself"

Jasper spoke up "Where is Bella Suicide. There's a reason for you being here and I know you know where she is, I can sense your glee from here"

"Ah Jasper, such a gift would be much appreciated by my Aro"

"Don't change the subject" Alice warned "Tell us where she is"

A bubble of laugher erupted in Heidi's throat "She's where everyone can see her. Look with our ears as opposed to your eyes if you are so obviously blind" she mocked pointed downwards.

"What-" Emmett stared to ask but his attention was caught by the stage musicians staring a new song, a harsh beat that drowned out all other sounds and even the dancers halted and looked towards the stage. They moved to the edge of the platform for a better look and Heidi joined them, sipping her cocktail and smirking.

The stage was complete darkness, the strange music echoing from within it. A smashing drum beat and screeching electric guitar, tinkering bells and soothing violins, a clap of thunderous bass made most of the mortals jump and a steady melody started from a piano somewhere.

The piano tune struck a chord within Alice but she couldn't quite remember why it seemed so familiar.

The lights started playing up, flickering to show glimpses of the musicians positioned around a lone microphone stand. The flickering became more often, flashing like lightning while the eerie music still rumbled from the stage.

Rose petals, blood red started drifting down from above, the mirrors echoing the image to expand around in every direction. Still no one made a sound. The flickering lights around the performers on stage became faster as did their music, turning into a torrid flood of blurred sounds.

Then they stopped. Dead, cold, the last notes still shaking in the air and the stage was black once more. No one moved, the club so full of life before became still and the vibrant dancers looked like statues. A voice, starting low and clear drifted over the crowd

"The moon sets its blade upon my head
Lighting the depths of my empty soul
I am not alive, neither am I dead
Inside my mind's castle hollow bells toll…"

The Cullen's were enthralled and Heidi raised one eyebrow as the voice shifted into a chilling hiss that sent shivers down spines.

"But when the wind blows its howling horn
among the void you will be reborn"

A screech of cackling laughter and the stage lit up in a bright white light, the humans below shielded their eyes. Once the spots in their eyes disappeared, everyone could see the figure in front of the microphone. One hand was wrapped firmly around the stand while the other caressed the microphone almost with a loving movement.

She was dressed in and outfit made of some sort of light refracting black material that clung in spider-web pieces around her otherwise nude body.

It somehow, however, managed to cover up the most sinful areas leaving the after effect as one of sultry poise and taunting anonymity as opposed to brazenness.

Shockingly scarlet platforms with a stiletto heel elevated her height greatly. Her hair was wild, a disarray of pink and black with a diamond tiara shining against the dark. The final trait was the black veil; it fell gently from the tiara to her nose, effectively masking her in a shadow.

The image was burned into every single one of their minds, a lady of darkness.

Admit the whisper's that broke out in the club crowd a single name was uttered, louder and louder until it became a cheer, a roar and a chant…

Bella Suicide. ­­­­­­

Before…

I explained my plan carefully and specifically to Heidi. Only the parts I wanted her to know, there were some I'd rather she didn't.

After I finished she sat and stared at me for an age before breaking down in laughter. "You are not serious about this are you?"

I raised an eyebrow "Dead serious, excuse the pun"

"But this is all so…precise. Surely there is an easier way?"

"Perhaps. But this is the way I've chosen. Another way could have mistakes, people changing, peoples reactions. My way and I have every single thing worked out; I've studied people, places, everything you could think of. This may not be the easiest way or the way that makes the most sense but it is ideal to me and it is the one I have chosen"

She gave another snort of laughter "One thing my Aro was right about; you have cunning and intelligence, a most unpredictable combination. And you put it to such strange use, why?" She asked curiously.

I replied cryptically "The force that drives me is the most extraordinary ever. You understand this?"

"Yes" There was a yearning beneath her voice.

"Why do you put up with Aro's behaviour?" It was mine turn to question.

She looked at me sharply and I tensed slightly, it wasn't a good idea to question any vampire about her mate but I wanted her to open up to me. I knew the answer to my own question, I just needed a show of trust before we moved on.

She opened her mouth slowly; contemplating her words "I…" she thought again "I do not really know, I've grown used to it"

Liar, you'd never grow used to your mate flirting and touching every female in his vicinity. Especially if you were a vampire.

"That's an interesting answer, now the truth if you please"

She looked startled, she was a good liar, every vampire was, but I'd grown immune to lies. I wanted a demonstration of faith and I needed to get her to answer a personal question to do it.

To vampires, anything about their relationship with their mate is personal. A line that one did not cross, but I crossed it willingly. I would not blame her if she attacked me but I hoped she wouldn't.

This was as much a test for her as it was for me. She started to rethink her answer and I held up a hand "Don't think about it. Just say it"

"Love. That is the reason, I put up with him and his women. It burns me every time he caresses Jane instead of me but I know he will always come back to me. He does love me" She said that a little defensively as if I wouldn't believe her.

"I wouldn't doubt it" I said to ease her mind a little "I can see when two people are bonded"

"I did object, once upon a time, when I was a young, insecure and incompetent vampire. When we first met I said it was me or the woman and he said that I could learn to live with it or I couldn't. I could not, would not loose him"

He used a threat when she was young which was carried with her where it fermented and grew into a great fear that if she objected he would leave her. Aro of the Volturi is incredibly skilled at manipulation, even his own mate.

This of course could be fun to break his hold, Heidi would be much better off and it would be revenge for him threatening me. My mind had been made up long before this; this was one of the many possibilities that arose when I chose that particular question about her mate to break her guarded shell against me.

It was time to tell Heidi the truth about her mate.

"Heidi," I began "Dear one, can you not see? He deceived you into believing that if you did not allow him free reign of your connection to each other he would leave. He neglected to tell that it is near impossible to leave ones mate. He would be no more able to do it then you would. He used your shared terror against you though it is the same for him. True he loves you; he would not survive without you. Try using his threat against him; it is time for you to call the shots"

Heidi appraised me; this was the tricky part; if she decided to take another vampire's advice on matters of her own mate especially since I basically called him a liar or if she did as any other vampire would do; kill me.

Heidi was patient tempered, much more than the average vampire. She'd had years of practise to repress her emotions and think before she acted, this was one of the reasons I chose her.

"Bella may I ask you a question?" she changed the subject finally. I nearly smile in pleasure, she would be thinking about it. She could withhold the natural instinct to rip me to shreds.

Good girl.

This was a dangerous game I was playing with her, and not just her. Playing my music on people's emotions was a bomb ready to explode, one wrong step and it would all blow up in my face.

"You may" I responded to Heidi's request.

"Why did you want me here?" she asked bluntly.

I tilted my head playfully "Aro chose you to come" I replied.

"Do not take me for a fool. I know your power and I know mine, 'The girl intrigues you, she would be interesting to be around' these are not thoughts of my own. You implanted them to get me. You also did it for Aro; he would never want me to be so far away in any other case. You planned to get me here, why?"

Clever girl. This was turning out to be a fine investment, she was quick.

"True I used your power to implant thoughts. The reason? I wanted you, 'The girl intrigues you, she would be interesting to be around', these are not your thoughts. They are mine; you interested me far more than any of the others. You were the most logical choice after all, like I said; my reputation means that there would be conspiracies if I appeared with either Fabian or Dimitri, I can't have that dues to the plan as you know. Jane and I would never get on; her judgement would be impeded by her anger at her power not working against me and then my slighting her by putting up a force field when she attacked me. I obviously could not have Aro so that left you"

"That is not true. Your reasoning is rational but it does not explain why you recommended the idea of a companion in the first place. You brought the idea up and I have no doubt in my mind that it was for your 'plan'"

She was getting smarter by the minute. I would not underestimate her as so many before must have done. Their downfall paved way for my success. I decided to be as honest as I could, which wasn't that much.

"Heidi, frankly, I needed a companion. I chose you. This plan of mine can not be pulled off by myself"

"Why did you choose me?" Her eyes were very curious.

"You intrigue me" I said simply.

She asked no more questions.

We continued to Vanity Fair. I absolutely love that club. It has a mixture of brightness and mystery with a whole heap of arrogance.

You could see the same person fifteen times at once. It reminded me of the house of mirrors Charlie took me to once when I was a child. I can see from all angles, I feel safe being surrounded but alone at the same time.

Plus the whole thing about vampires not having reflections makes me laugh. I steered Heidi past the long line to get in.

Someone yelled out "Hey! No cutting!"

Another whispered "Shut up, do you know who that is?"

Then there were excited whispers, cheers and they were all yelling to get my attention. A barrage of hands reached out to touch me; I gracefully dodged them all and approached the bouncer who immediately stepped aside upon seeing who I was.

"Miss Suicide, the VIP room is up the stairs. They'll let you in right away" he said cordially.

"Thank you" I replied just as polite. Heidi walked in, I paused and whispered instructions in the bouncer's ear

"I'll see it done mam" he nodded. I smile; he looked as dazzled as I once was,

"Thank you"

"A-anytime" he stuttered as I entered the club after Heidi.

Heidi raised an eyebrow at the overall extravagance of the place "I like it" she said after a long pause in which she took everything in.

"I knew you would" I commented offhandedly and lead the way through a less crowded part, dodging contact with all the humans.

I ordered two martini's at the bar and tossed the contents over the side, refilling them with a sample of blood. This was a perfect time to test out the effects of blood drunk not from a human on someone who did hunt mortals. Heidi was a perfect candidate.

She stared at me when I passed her the blood cocktail. "What is this supposed to be?" she wondered taking it and holding the glass to the light.

"Blood, you can't hunt here. And I want to see how you react" She shrugged and sipped, sloshing it round her mouth like you would a glass of vintage wine. Finally she swallowed "It is…strange to say the least. But not bad" she took another sip.

I smiled satisfied and drained my own glass. I explained to Heidi what exactly she was to do when the Cullen's arrived.

Heidi laughed "You are too funny. But I will comply. After all, I am your 'accomplice' in this scheme"

I smirked and let loose a chiming laugh that immediately caught the attention of the club owner.

"Bella Suicide" he guffawed loudly "Imagine my luck to have you in my club"

Luck has nothing to do with it. I'm in your club because I want to be.

But I smiled charmingly "Bob, how are you?"

I'm on first name terms with the owner of Vanity Fair. I've seen him before; he's never seen me in person however. Each time I've been here it's not been as Bella Suicide, rather an unseen clubber.

Bob is a stereotypical large Texan in a white suit except he's actually English.

Need I say more?

"You know my name" he said more to himself then me.

"You are the owner of the hottest nightclub in Bristol" I reminded him. That got back some of his pride

"You flatter me Bella" Apparently If I'm on first name terms then so is he. "I just took a piece of shit and turned it into a diamond"

Heidi snorted in the background, Bob's attention turned to her and by his leering gaze I could tell he liked what he saw.

"Bob, this is my friend Heidi. Heidi, this is Bob"

"The owner of the nightclub, I know" Heidi said, her accent sounding sultry. I could see the sweat form on Bob's head. That's one of the disadvantages of being a vampire; you are privy to disgusting sights like that all the time.

"Impressive" Heidi purred, her tongue running over the rim of the glass to catch any spare drops.

Bob's eyes followed it entranced "What you drinking there little lady?"

"Bloody Mary" Heidi replied, mirth in her violet eyes.

I appreciated her humor.

"Heidi, make the suggestion" I said, speaking too fast for Bob to pick up.

She smiled and her eyes lingered on Bob for a second before returning to me. A flick of a wink and I knew we were go.

"Hey" Bob said as if the thought were just occurring to him "Miss Suicide, I don't want to hamper down on your night or anything but you want to perform just one song for us? It'll sure be a hit in this place"

"Well..." I said in a considering tone of voice, milking it for what it was worth "I'd love to"

There we are; one chapter further to the much anticipated Cullen meets Suicide reunion. Only they don't know who Bella Suicide is. Or do they… Did anyone get what melody it was when the piano melody sounded familiar to Alice? Guess! Anyways, we've revealed a little more of that 'plan' (I have GOT to find a better name for that instead of calling it 'the plan' all the time) and Heidi has become the partner in crime with Bella. Bella's song is part of this gorgeous poem I found about a vampire. It fitted well as song lyrics. I've also tried my hand at writing her a song of my own. I'll have that up at some point. Thanks for reviewing!

Some whispers made the loudest noise…

Love Queen Cocaine

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