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Alright this is chapter 6 I believe. If you remember correctly the last chapter--Bella got her passport and all that jazz. Now she's off the plane and HERE WE GO!

Chapter 6: Surprises

I hopped off of the plane and thought about the last time I was here in Europe. I came to save Edward, but I let him die—I let my family die. Alice's heart was ripped here…she disappeared here.

Maybe, once I'm dead, Jasper and Alice will be together again.

Once I'm dead. They can never be happy if I'm still here—here to torment them forever. Even if they think I'm dead it would do some good. Alice would sure be out of her mind with happiness…but Rosalie…she would feel guilty for not going after me.

I took a deep breath and headed towards something that looked very suspicious…vampire house maybe? I sniffed something rather unusual.

I turned around and saw someone (or should I say something) in a black cloak. Well it was sunny outside (black cloaks would be essential for a vampire)…which caused a little problem. But I was going to die anyway so it didn't matter. As a last time using my power I willed the weather to be rainy. Instantly, thunder boomed. I smiled to myself.

I followed in silence—out the airport, across the street, pass the rental car and into the forest. I hid myself from the mysterious person as I trailed. Suddenly, mystifying man took off the cloak and turned behind him…definitely a boy. His face was rather familiar, but, to my dislike, I couldn't quite see his whole face.

Then, he was running and I ran after him—at a safe distance of course.

We ran together for nearly two hours, when he stopped at a sewer. Homeless vampire?

"Come along, Bella," he said. I remained silent…maybe he wasn't talking to me. But then he turned me, and pointed down towards the now open septic tank. Ewe…

I followed him down into the smelly depths of all life.

"H-how do you know my name?"

"Little gift I have…I see what's coming—like your friend Alice." My face dropped when he said the word friend. We used to be friends…we used to be best friends.

"She's not my friend," I mumbled. I desperately searched for a new topic for discussion. "What's your name?"

"Daniel."

Why is it that everyone has such a formal name…no nicknames? It seemed I was the only one.

"Welcome," he said, opening a door that I didn't see there a minute ago. He moved his had towards the door, motioning me to go in. I walked by him and he slammed the door shut, leaving me alone in a strange room with ugly red carpet. It looked like it was from the 1800's. Well…it might have been.

"Bella! How lovely to see you," I turned to a new vampire who was holding out his hand for me to shake. "I am Aro."

"Aro," I repeated…familiar. Edward did tell me his name once, when I was a human but I barely remember anything from those many years ago. The only thing I can recall is a little bit of Charlie and the smell of Edward. I remember everything about him, but not every thing he said. He should have never left.

I took Aro's hand and shook it. His face looked confused and frustrated, much like Edward's face the first day I saw him…when he couldn't read my mind. I pulled away my hand quickly.

"Most interesting," he said. "I know why you've come to see me." He raised one eyebrow and motioned for me to come with him. We walked down a long corridor with the hideous red carpet on the floor. A few paintings and pictures were on the walls, right next to tall dark brown mahogany doors.

"You do?" I said, shocked, but not really caring. I was beginning to feel numb. Why can't they just get it over with? I mean, if they know I want to die why don't they just do it!

Aro ignored my question and began another topic. "Thirsty?" he said.

"I don't drink human blood…" he looked confused. "One of my powers."

"I see…is there anything else you can do?"

I didn't feel like explaining, but I wanted to tell someone the truth. "I can control almost everything." That could have even been an understatement.

"How do you mean?"

"If I want something…I get it. Basically, I can get whatever I want or need. Once, I controlled my own emotion, but it didn't work out right."

"I still don't quite understand. Could you show me?" His face was wickedly positioned. I wasn't sure how to demonstrate. I looked around the hallway.

An old picture stood on the wall. I shifted my eyes to it and it flew into my hand. I closed my eyes and just listened to what it had to say.

"This picture was taken in Ireland on April 5th, 1958. It's a picture of your brother—" Aro closed his eyes and looked hurt…good. "—just before…"

"I understand now," he said. "Well, as a vampire who can control and read and get everything she wants, why do you wish to die?"

I didn't even have to think to answer. "Because every time I use my power, something goes wrong. It's dangerous to play with fate." That was the first time I actually told the truth about why everything goes wrong. I said it so fast, I wasn't thinking. I actually never thought of it that way…it's dangerous to play with fate.

"That is true," he said. "You also aren't effected by others powers?"

My face showed confusion. "What?" I was always affected by Jasper and Alice…but not Edward. "Oh…did you—"

"Yes, I tried when you came in." He smiled, and it was so nice it was creepy. I found I was rather dazzled by it. In fifty-seven years, I never knew that Edward wasn't the only one who couldn't use his power against me.

"Come in," he said, opening another door. It was grander than the rest; the wood detailed and beautiful in its antiqueness. I looked at it quickly and moved inside, right behind him. He sat down on an extremely comfortable looking loveseat and motioned for me to sit next to him.

I conjured a chair out of thin air, smiled, and sat in it.

He looked at me as if to say Nice.

Aro moved on to the reason I was here…basically to die. "I would like you to join us, Bella." I never thought of this. My life wouldn't be as numb as it was at home; Jasper, Alice, Rosalie, Emmett, Carlisle, and Esme would be fine…well sad at first, but fine. They would never know that I was alive. With Aro, I would be perfectly fine. I could help other vampires here…I could use my power all the time, without worrying that someone will find out.

"I…" He could tell I wanted to.

I stood up off my chair, sent it back to its secret hiding place in my mind and paced around the room.

"I could live with that," I said.

Aro looked at me, a strange and new expression I hadn't seen.

"You are very tempting, Isabella." Oh…it was temptation.

I know…please don't ask me to marry you. For the thousandth time I wished I wasn't tempting to men.

Aro's cool fingers touched my face, softly and slid them down to my neck. I didn't feel like it was pleasuring…it was just uncomfortable, but I let him go on anyway. It's not like I had anything to look back to. He moved on, putting his hands on my waist and pulling me closer to him.

I didn't even like him; he wouldn't make me happy, but I could make him happy. I could be important in some way or another.

I tried to bat my eyelashes, bit my bottom lip—trying to tempt him. I was already tempting enough and this would drive him crazy. I let my breath fan across his face and he pulled me to him quickly.

Then we were kissing. It wasn't the happy kisses I remembered from Jasper and Edward…it was just a kiss. Like it didn't matter. I don't even know what I was thinking, but I kissed him back anyway. This would guarantee a spot of mine in the Volturi.

He didn't pull away. Instead, he pushed me down towards his bed.

Oh no.

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A/N; that was short…and very sad. IT WILL BE HAPPY EVENTUALLY JUST KEEP YOUR PANTIES ON A MINUTE!

Anyway…review and don't be mean, because this is the way I am okay?? And it's not my fault! IT WAS ARO'S I SWEAR!!! Chapter 7 will be up soon.