BPOV
We had a plan, and I knew that if I went through with this there was no going back. If Aro found out what I was going to do, he would kill me or torture me by killing my Edward. He would make me like Marcus, void of all emotion, no spirit or life left in me. I would be a shell, but if this worked, if I could escape this hell...
I would find my mate, my freedom. I could finally move forward. Everything would be different, and as I sat in my chair in front of my desk, I looked up at the dust whirling around in the light above me. I could barely see it, my mind was else where
I was dying, my skin started to flake, breaking in tiny chip-like shards. I couldn't focus on things I could before, I used to be able to zoom my vision in so far I could count every dust mote in the air, I could hear things from miles and miles away. Not any more. There was only pain, I literally felt the burning from fire, and the stabbing of ice all at once. This was worse then the most painful torture ever imagined. I would rather be cremated alive.
"Bella?" that didn't sound right, it came from the wrong lips.
"Bella please, I know, just..." I stopped listening, the sound hurt my ears. Everything that wasn't his hurt, anything that reminded me of him hurt.
Two arms shook me forward, moving my head to look in front of me, her hands felt strangely warmer. I saw a worried and frantic Alice looking at me, her lips were moving but didn't focus for long before my eyes drifted to the marble floor. I was at rock bottom. No, I was at hell beneath the rock.
I felt a slight pain in my cheek to notice Alice had slapped me across the face. I rose my head a little and finally made eye contact with her.
"Don't you give up." she chastised me, she had a expression of sympathy and seriousness. "Don't you dare Bella, you can do this."
I looked at Alice, "I can't... do this" I barely whispered, closing my eyes. I need him, I need you Edward..I'm sorry...
"Yes you can, just hold on." She moved away from me then, and I fell forward onto the table. Curling my self onto the wood top, moving the keyboard onto the floor. Everything that touched my skin hurt, even the air, I didn't want to breathe. Closing my eyes, I knew that this separation was going to kill me beyond repair of his venom. I had maybe a few hours, one day tops before thousands and thousands of vampire around the world would be hopeless, and I would be gone. At least I tried.
I heard the door barge open, hitting the other side of the wall. This made me slowly look up at the scene. Aro was at the doorway, He didn't look surprised as he looked at me, just neutral.
"Excuse me, I thought I head something, you continue your good work." with that he walked away. What the hell. I surveyed the others in the room, Alice was looking at Esme's file that I never got to put back. Zafrina was staring at the door frame where Aro had appeared. Looks like the plan was under way, didn't matter anyway. I was going to die either from Aro finding out, or on the long trip to America. It was too late.
Alice ran out the door to what sounded like the room next door, the filing room. I heard the drawers opening, paper being pulled out over and over. This continued for fifteen minutes before the pain shot up the side of my head, I was too weak to scream. A second later my hearing and sight on the left side was gone. I was terrified, I was breaking.
Zafrina then left me, going though the door toward the main hall toward the Volturi.
I was alone, scared, hungry, dying, and broken.
Yelling down the hall, fast running, paper flying, beeping, breaking, pain, Edward. That was the last thing I remember before I succumbed to silence of death.
APOV
This had to work. There was no plan B, this was it.
The plan was to make the Volturi believe that Bella was trying to escape, planning to make an army against them by calling all her clients for help. Aro would kill her, and she would be forgotten, along with me.
Zafrina was using this projection on all the Volturi at the same time I was logging all the info from the files to a laptop. This task would take a human two lifetimes to accomplish, it only took me a half an hour. I moved all these files onto a very large flash drive, stuffing it into my pocket. It was then that I pulled a lighter out of my pocket, and set all the files a flame.
I ran back into the room to take Bella out of here, only to find something horrifying.
Bella lay half on the desk, slouched in her chair. Large black Eyes glazed over, and her body destroyed as if she was put in a blender. Her skin bluish with thousands of cracks all over her. She had given up too early.
I clasped my hand over my mouth, looking away. This wasn't suppose to happen.
Zafrina came into the room, looking at me first with a questioning expression, then to Bella behind my shoulder. Her eyes went wide as she realized what had happened.
"What are we suppose to do?" she whispered to me.
"I-" A vision over came me suddenly, many strangers. No, people from the files were surrounding a grayish bronze haired boy, he was in the same condition as Bella. They were watching, protecting him almost. They all moved to clear a path for someone. I then saw myself and others holding Bella, moving her toward him.
"We finish what we started, come help me." I had made up my mind, we were taking her to her mate no matter what.
"The Volturi and the Guard think that she is dead, and has been dead for days. When they find the files burning, they will think there is a traitor among them. This should distract them for a while. They will not notice all the attention from our passing through to America." Zafrina looked out the door frame. "Okay."
The next step was to move onto plane, but with Bella like this, there was no way. We were going to have to sneak into the storage area of a plane and get out when they landed without anyone knowing it. That idea was just too dangerous. The temptation of the passengers, and all the security made it impossible. We needed more options.
We ran as quietly as possible. We found that the plan worked, there were no guards at the door as we silently ran outside in to the night air. There were other vampires quietly standing around in dark places, waiting for Bella to give them an appointment. They all gasped at the sight of her in my arms.
Some instantly got angry, some stunned by scene in front of them. "This isn't what it looks like, please listen. Isabella needs your help, she's been separated from her own mate. He's on the other side of the world right now and we have to get her there or she'll be like this permanently." there was silence from everyone there, they all stared at the broken girl in my arms.
"I'll help" a man stepped away from a wall he'd been leaning on, he was huge with short curly black hair. "I got a plane you can use." that was best thing I had heard all day. Others soon join in, agreeing to help her. Slowly but surly, my vision was coming true.
