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Love Is Colder Than Death
Chapter 10
Nahuel.

The journey to the thrown room was too short for my liking. All of the worrying I did made it feel longer, but short or long, I was here now. My shaky hand reached out for the knob of the door that would take me to where my father was, grasping onto it tightly. I took a deep breath as I turned it, the door opening.

The scent hit me hard. So distinctive and strong, rushing at me as I stepped inside the throne room, prepared for the worst. The base of the scent was rare, limited, although for over a month now it had been everywhere in the Volturi castle but personalised compared to the scent that was making my brain explode of calmness and understanding, something that I hardly ever felt in Volterra. It wasn't the scent of my father, waiting to drag me back to Alaska, he wasn't here. My wasted panic as I walked to the throne room made me want to kick myself for getting so worked up. Jane had never said who it was. My father wasn't here in Volterra. It wasn't Jacob either, a thought used to calm myself because he had no control over me. Not a human for me to feed on, not a werewolf to shout at me for an attempted breaking of an imprint and definitely not my vampire family, bringing me back home.

My head snapped up, my eyes looking at the person in front of me with joy.

Nahuel.

I rushed towards Nahuel who stood beside Aro with his aunt in front of the thrones that only Marcus sat at, the only person in the room who's face wasn't lit up by the reunion. Nahuel received my tight hug immediately, his strength as he held me felt so equal, just right.

"I thought you were my father." I choked.

Nahuel laughed quietly, his laugh the same as I remembered, just like a satisfied hum. "It appears as if we have a lot to catch up on since the last time I saw you." He whispered.

I flinched at the memory, making me pull out of the hug. It had been that night. With Jacob. The night that led me here, really. I had been so ignorant to Nahuel, which he had told my apologetic father that it was understandable considering the circumstances. I still felt horrible.

"Renesmee." Nahuel's aunt, Huilen, greeted me warmly, taking her turn to hug me. Aro watched with a painfully big smile on his face at the sight of those who had intimated him seven years ago relax in his home.

"How... Why are you here?" I said, each word coming out like a gasp of air.

"Wonderful! Isn't this just lovely, Sulpicia?" Aro jumped up, turning around to greet his wife who had just arrived with a sour Caius and his wife, Athenodora.

"This is a disgrace!" Caius answered for Sulpicia, hissing loudly with his lips puckered. "I want these Vermin out of my thrown room!"

Haven't I said this before? Chillax dude.

Aro, mortified, turned to look at Nahuel and I nervously in-case we took offense. My eyes flickered to Nahuel's expression for a second, his handsome features appearing as if he had been slapped because of the insult. His aunt let out a small grow from beside me, I hoped silently she wouldn't push Caius.

"I get it all the time." I whispered to both of them, Nahuel's eyebrows raising up at me, the fact I just took the insults worrying him.

"But you shouldn't." Aro quickly added with an uneasy, awkward grin trying to lighten up the mood.

"I could do a lot worse to the rat!" Caius' eyes fumed, his voice breaking with fury like a dying hiss. Athenodora reached out to comfort him but Caius smacked it away so quickly that it blurred. Caius' face went surprisingly calmer but his teeth were still growling at me. "Sorry, my love. The rats make me on edge, as you know very well." He said quieter, struggling to contain his anger.

"Then if rats annoy you so much, how about you let me get a pet do-" Sulpicia giggled next to Athenodora who shot her a look that made her stop.

"We have discussed this!" Caius roared as Athenodora rolled her dark eyes and mouthed the word 'dick'. I snorted, knowing that containing the laughter would save my life.

"Brother, please..." Caius interrupted Aro with another rant of arguments which made my ears hurt because of the noise. Athenodora and Sulpicia didn't seemed to be amused with the argument either, floating out of the room elegantly in their knee-length silk dresses.

Nahuel moved his head down to look at me, tilting it slightly with a smile on his face. "We should..."

"Get out of here?" I finished him softly, smiling awkwardly to Nahuel as Caius yelled 'illegal!' at the top of his voice. "Lets go...now."

Aro stopped arguing and turned to me, Caius hushing shortly after, fixing his long black cloak. He glared at me one last time and stormed back up to his thrown where Marcus stared at me dully but intensely, making me feel very nervous. He's reading my bonds. I thought. The ones that have been puzzling him since I came.. Was he trying to see the bond between Nahuel and I? It was simple, friends. Surely not even that had become so messed up? Suddenly Marcus jolted up on his throne like had been electrocuted but Aro interrupted by surprised thoughts.

"What a wonderful idea, Renesmee! Give dearest Nahuel a tour of the gardens, will you?"

I nodded, not even sure where the gardens were located. Yeah, Jane and I used to go there a lot and make daisy friendship chains, but we kinda drifted. Such a shame, right master Az?

Nahuel, appearing eager to go and talk to me alone, looked at his aunt nervously. Did he want her to tag along? Lovely woman, yes, but some things should be kept between frozen young adults.

"Do not fret, I have thousands of questions to ask your aunt about the upbringing of a male half breed!" Aro said enthusiastically, Caius letting out a hiss when he finished. Poor guy. I thought. He really needs to let his cloak down.

Nahuel glanced nervously at his aunt who smiled reassuringly at him. "Go. I'll be fine." She said, putting her hand on Nahuel's back and gently nudging him away before doing the same with me. We began to walk away, the awkward feeling of having four eyes on our backs kicking in quickly. "Remember to be a gentleman!" Huilen called after us.

Already guaranteed. I thought as Nahuel opened the door for me.

There was a heavy voice in the background as I exited, belonging to Marcus clearly, but something was different though, when he said two names, the dullness in his voice went down, being replaced with sprinkles of enthusiasm, not on an Aro level, but it was still there.

"Aro..." Was the first thing I heard, the clearest name of all. "Renesmee..." His voice went fainter as he talked about me, I couldn't understand much at all, the words 'power' and 'wires' coming up a lot. And then he said the devil's name. Alec. I froze at the door, everything becoming silent.

"Are you coming?" Nahuel said from behind as if he had heard nothing.

I swallowed, freaked out in a horrible way, before stepped out of the throne room.

The last word I heard was 'love.'

Power, love, wires. Jane and Alec have power, they love each other and because of my training time with Alec, their relationship bonds or 'wires' were crippling. That is the explanation. Nothing else. I forgot about the whole thing quickly for Nahuel's sake.

We walked in silence around the Volturi gardens, the air a crispy cold for November, Nahuel gazing at the ancient garden ornaments, stopping every once in a while to get a better look.

"I can understand why you could like the scenery here so much, these statues date back to Roman times." He paused, sitting down on a wooden bench, engraved with beautiful patterns. "But we all know that's not why you're here, is it?"

I bit my lip, sitting down next to him. "Its not...but you probably know why."

"Jacob Black can easily be vanished from your life, Renesmee. He says that you're supposedly in the worst emotional pain ever, since he is, but if you're happier without him the-"

"I want to be his friend, but you know what happened! He has ruined everything for me! Imprinting has ruined everything for me! And emotional pain? His balls are in emotional pain since he can't have wolf children with me now that I am 17!" I said, my voice speeding up with each detail.

Nahuel chucked quietly, looking down onto the ground covered with cobbles. "I never got imprinting...not that anyone wants to be explained the details. But I take it you're the first imprintee to not have feelings back?"

Probably the only thing I'm proud of myself for.

"Apparently I'll 'grow' to love Jake..." I sighed. "Well according to the senior pedophiles."

"But you love him as a friend, right?"

I nodded, swallowing back tears that were choking me up. "You're the only friend I have now." I mumbled, trying to shoo my tears away before Nahuel noticed.

"Easy solution." He said as he stood up, his long dark hair moving with the breeze that passed by. "Go home." Nahuel grinned goofily, knowing the suggestion made me want to go into hiding.

I slapped his arm playfully as I got up, giving him an 'are you serious?' look with my eyebrows raised. "I thought you were my dad, I nearly threw up 'cos I thought he was going to take me home!"

Nahuel rolled his eyes at my dramatic ways that he had gotten used to, tilting his head in invitation to start walking again. I followed him, the corners of my lips tugging up at my own immaturity. "They're your family, Renesmee." Nahuel said more seriously, frowning. "Your mother is coping with practically loosing her daughter for immature reasons and you only call her every few days! I don't have a mother, do you understand that Renesmee? Can you please just wake up and realize how spoiled and selfish you are acting?"

Hiding the pain in my face worked as much as a giraffe hiding behind a dog in a game of animal hide and seek. The truth hurts, deal with it. "I'm already awake." I tried to say as strongly as I could, but instead sounding weaker.

"Then splash cold water over your face to make you realize this isn't just about leaving your family, you're with the Volturi! They wanted to kill you!"

I stopped walking, turning to face him with a confident expression. This was the first decision I've made on my own and was he really going to just criticize my independence like that? "Because they thought I was illegal."

"Edward was right..." Nahuel said as his face twisted sourly, like he was sucking a lemon. I was the lemon, sour with immaturity and selfishness. "They have brainwashed you!" His teak eyes stared up at me, deep with disgust.

Unfortunately for me, I didn't have an argument to throw back. Had I been brainwashed? Ok, so I killed a human, and tried to make out that it was natural but Alec had pushed me! I felt horrible about that as well as other deaths, so I wasn't that cold. Or was I? Well, that would sure help my self esteem.

"How would you even know?" I snapped, mainly frustrated and torn that my only friend, as pathetic as that sounds, wasn't even sticking up for me. My chest tightened as I remembered all of the times my best friend stuck up for me against my family, doing it perfectly, Jacob's edgy wolf side clashing with his humanly boyish side could even win over my father, who apparently thought I was being reb- Wait!

"'Edward was right?'" I barked, my mouth still frozen from the final word, not wanting to close because it was highly likely that I was going to start yelling again. "They sent you here!" Nahuel nibbled at the side of his lip, containing a snicker that just sounded like a fake cough. He started to walk again at a quicker pace, I chased him immediately.

Retarded speed walker.

"Answer me!" I hissed, my eyes fuming with betrayal.

"What did you expect them to do? Adjust to the pain? The world isn't all about you!"

"You actually think I don't know that?" Was that all I was to him now? A spoiled child that needs chuck ups every few months? The comment had made me zoom past a high level of anger, not slowing down like I'd just finished a sprinting race, but instead, my anger just increased and increased. Much like when Jacob transforms, my limbs were beginning to shake, not because my half vampire side was getting unleashed 'cos lately, it's always out, but because I didn't know what to do with my body. Kick something? Kick him?

Nahuel has always been a very, very smart boy. "I didn't come here to argue with you." He murmured, my shaking slowing down. "I came here at a request from your family to see if you were definitely safe, which you are, but I need to warn you about the Volturi. Please, just listen."

"Seriously Nahuel, Aro is going to keep me sa-"

"He is using you!" Nahuel exclaimed frustratedly, grabbing onto my shoulders and shaking me. "He is using you, Renesmee!" Nahuel repeated again, softer but still not an example of calm.

Nahuel and I's eyes locked together intensely, fury in his and blankness in mine. I could feel my face dropping, my usual red color washing out of it, a horrifying pale color replacing it. Aro is using me? Two words: Oh shit.

Aro has complete control over the vampire world, even if things are a little challenging for his power now-a-days, and has even more control over his guard. Was I part of his guard now? With all the training sessions, pushing his guard members to befriend me...I've known that he's wanted me in his guard...but the whole idea of his using me was too frightening for words. I shuddered, running my hands through my hair, ready to simply freak the hell out.

"Thank you!" Nahuel shouted, his mouth facing the sky to project his voice up. "Thank you for showing at least one normal non-Volturi emotion! Maybe you want to be in his precious guard, enjoy the thrill, fair enough, but look, stay any longer than a year and you will realize very quickly Aro's true intentions. He owns you Renesmee! You are his slave! He is using you for power, did you seriously not know this?"

I shrugged.

"He's really manipulated you this far." Nahuel's voice was a shaky whisper, coated in disbelief.

Had he? The thrill I wanted and needed was action with the Volturi, and so far, I'd only gotten into arguments with the witch twins... but did I really want to put my life at risk for Aro? Did I want to be his slave? Obey him and call him my master? Because honestly, what else was I going to stay here for once the flame at home was extinguished?

"Aro won't let you leave." Nahuel said my thoughts, the truth; the cold truth of Aro's personality hidden behind the enthusiastic mask.

"I know." I whispered softly, looking at the ground, my gaze terrified to meet his, or anyone's at this moment.

I felt Nahuel's hot skin, cooler than my own, touch my cheek that faced the ground, cupping it gently and forcing it up so I could face his worried face as it tried to smoothen. "I came here at request to warn you. I have did that and I will not allow that to ruin my time with you."

"It already has." I said bitterly. "But," I sighed, "this is my families fault, not yours and if anything, this has made me realise that my family is just as controlling as Aro."

"You don't mean that."

"Oh but I do." I paused, shaking away the gloomy conversation about reality. I grinned, lightning up Nahuel's face that was panicking slightly at the though of his trip being ruined. "Or I'm just acting crazy. Again."

"As long as your happy." But his voice was thick with doubt.

"As long as I'm happy." I agreed, but even if everyone else is hurt, I am still happy. Selfish fool.

It was getting dark when Nahuel wanted me to show him around Volterra when I hadn't even been much myself. He insisted I change from my inappropriate day outfit to something more cozy. I objected at first, since I am almost the temperature of a werewolf but I ended up being lured up to my bedroom anyway.

"So it isn't just the outdoor ornaments..." Nahuel remarked as I opened the door to my extravagant guest bedroom/house. "I prefer your bedroom at home though, its much more personalized."

"Well, thats because this bedroom is temporarily." I said, trying to defrost the conversation we had had earlier. "And aunt Alice designed it all anyway."

"I'm sure she would cry of happiness if she could at the missing black cloak in your closet," Nahuel smirked, moving down to sit on the ridiculously big bed, "I have notice however that not everyone dresses like goths."

"Did you hear the wives? First ladies would be so much more interesting if they acted like the vampire first ladies! Complete opposite of goth!" I said, opening the filled closet and scanning it, movie the racks rapidly.

"That's because they've gone crazy being locked up for over a thousand years, which by the way, is going to happen to you since with your half vampire strength, Aro has absolutely no u-"

"Hey!" I said, annoyed he was bringing this up again. I yanked a leather bag from the top of the closet, throwing it at him which didn't come off as playfully as I wanted it too. Nahuel caught it easily with his left hand before plopping it down on the bed and getting his phone out. "Uh, you don't need to research it, it's a new season pra-"

"Just want to send it to your..." Snap. "...aunt."

"Strange boy." I mumbled teasingly, grabbing my clothes from the rack and walking into the bathroom, locking the door.

I spotted my iPhone lying on the edge of the sink, alerting me I had sixty two new texts. I really shouldn't have, but I rolled my eyes irritatedly. Seriously mom, you've sent someone to check up on me and you do it yourself too? There was still fire left inside of me after the whole incident, I felt like the baby I was back in September, always over powered, controlled, overprotected, no independence...

The reasons why I left kept running back to me as I ran towards the iPhone.

My fingers rapidly unlocked the phone, finding my mother's number even faster. The number dialed as my heart pounded in my ears, much like the first time I had called her. I didn't know if it was because of anger or not... oh god, please not let it be because of anger that I could not control.

"Hello? Renesmee?"

Hang up!

"Renesmee?" Panics so easily over you, doesn't she? Imagine her reaction when you left!

"Hey mom.." I said shakily. Go slap yourself, please. "Yes, training went fine and no, I did not collapse. It wasn't Renata, Alec was filling in for her."

"Did he...touch you?" My mothers voice went hard with fear over Alec spending time with me. I had told her everything he did to me, with Jane, and it wasn't a surprise that if there was a fight, he would be her target.

"No mom, he didn't touch me -we actually had a heart to heart conversation, believe it or not."

"What? Renesmee, you have to stay away from him! And Jane!" My mother stressed. "He'll lure you in!"

"Mom, haven't we discussed this? He hates me, I hate him, we are living in the same castle right now, we're obviously going to run into each other and bicker! But Aro's ba-"

"And we discussed that too!"

"Yes but obviously you felt as if Nahuel had to come and repeat the conversation." My voice went quieter, almost an annoyed hiss but softer. I didn't have it in me to use such a harsh tone on my mother despite how ignorant I have been towards her.

"Wha- Nahuel? He's there, with...with you?"

"Oh so daddy sent him and you had no idea about any of this?" I said sarcastically, my bratty attitude beginning to disgust even me. "Look, momma, I'm sorry... I just, I just forgot how it feels to not have people caring for me or..."

"We didn't sent Nahuel..." My mom's voice was blank; all emotion washed away.

I froze as a loud growl came from outside of the bathroom, followed by a loud bang.

"Nessie..." My mother choked, "What was that?"

Something is horribly wrong. The single thought made my mind go blank, a tidal wave washing everything away. My breathing started to become a struggle, oxygen refusing to do it's job and allow me to breath properly. Blur covered my sight, all I could see was danger that belonged in Volterra but not at this moment, not with Nahuel.

My brain was flickering on and off like bad light wiring. Words smashed into my head then disappeared like lightening bolts; Nahuel... doesn't fit... alone... intentions... brainwashed...

"I need to go!" I squeaked, oxygen flooding back inside of me. I smashed the iPhone against the floor as my mother called out my name one last time.

It all made so much sense. Nahuel's anger towards my actions, his lack of understanding when before he understood everything about me. It wasn't right, it wasn't how natural Nahuel and I's friendship used to be... did Jacob brainwash him? But my family didn't send him... did the Volturi do something so terrible to him that he now hated me for going to them?

Did Alec and Jane threaten him to push me further out of the door?

I gasped. Alec... Alec... that scumbag!

Another growl came from behind the door, louder and more predator like. I darter over to one of the bathroom's cabinet doors, yanking it open and grabbing the shaving tools that I had put away that came with the bathroom. Completely stupid of me, I know. A shaving razor in place of a knife is totally what serial killers are using now-a-days.

I just need to calm him down...

Taking a deep breath, I slowly opened the bathroom door. The creak made the silence so much more horrific, shaking started to spread across my body.

I forced myself to look at Nahuel who stood with his back facing me, his fists clenched tightly together. His body was clenched, it looked uncomfortably painful, as if he was getting possessed. That was exactly what Alec has done, possessed him. The thought made me want to cry for Nahuel (and beat the crap out of Alec -if possible).

"Nahuel..." I began in a shaky voice, swallowing and taking a breath to start again. "I have an idea of what Alec did to you..."

My eyes popped open as Nahuel's back straightened, his fists unclenching. His breathing became so much louder, so much more of a struggle. The sound of wind swirled around the room, a light breeze hitting me. But no windows were opened. It had came from Nahuel, who blurred before he stood, his face now facing me.

"Nahuel..." I pleaded, my voice breaking.

It was a waste of air.

Nahuel lunged towards me, pushing us both towards the bathroom door which collapsed backwards, taking us with it. I fell onto my back, pushed down by Nahuel's grip on my throat. A shiny metal blade was gripped tightly in his hand, slowly moving with preciseness to my chest.

That's when I looked up at my killer, his once-handsome face now creased, his mouth pulled back to expose all of his growling teeth, bared towards me like an angry dog. But most striking of all was his eyes. His eyes.

They had turned black, solid black.

When I realized, I pushed him off me, pushing my own self with all the strength I had. He flew across the room, destroying a chest cabinet as he smashed into it. I knew his next move; an obvious one. I rushed over to where he was, not fast enough - he was already standing up and ready attack.

We both clung onto each others shoulders at the same time, both of our tight grips easily ripping off our sleeves. Nahuel was first to start shaking, violently trying to get my grip off him. I held on tighter, beginning to growl at him. My teeth clenched together, a wild roar escaping my lips as I did one, final move to get him off me. It worked; the bed that I flung him onto collapsed immediately.

My next move was to get out of the room, get help from someone to control him, so I darted towards the door, grabbing the door knob tightly, yanking it open.

But I was too late.

I screamed as Nahuel grabbed onto my waist, thrashing me onto the ground, the wood beneath us shattering. The pain was too much; I couldn't move to get up and fight anymore. He had out-powered me, no Alec had out-powered me. It made so much sense, Nahuel killing me, going insane thanks to Alec who would have me dead and still have respect from his master.

Reflexes kicked in as I squirmed about with my eyes shut, feeling the knife add pressure to my stomach. Every second seemed so much longer... limited... along with my heart beats.

The pressure increased, the knife was seconds away from going into me. I couldn't help but gasp in fear, using up my disappearing air. I screamed as it cut my skin slightly, I waited for the pain to get unimaginably worse.

But it stopped.

The sound of a window smashing made my eyes snap open; the feeling of the pressure removed from my stomach felt so unusual. Glass was now shattered all over the floor, the biggest window now a smashed mess. Nahuel had jumped out of it. I would have laughed if I wasn't about to pass out because of everything that had just happened.

I looked to the opened door to see the reason why Nahuel had jumped out of the window. Demetri stood beside Felix, studying the situation carefully, looking at me with a need for details. Felix, however, looked proudly at the scene, all thanks to his fighting lessons with me.

"Up top!" He grinned at me, raising his hand. Somehow, I wasn't in the mood for a high five.

"Compulsion." Aro stated, removing his hand from a struggling Nahuel, pinned back by two guards. "His thoughts were completely normal up to a certain point; clear and calm. Then a figure came and made everything blurry...it must be a power...all I can read is that he was sent here to kill...our own guard, of course."

I shuddered, my gaze on the ground, refusing to look at a pained Nahuel.

"But no one visited us..." Huilen whispered, completely shocked over the whole situation. "This makes no sense..."

"No it does not." Aro agreed. "The compelling power must twist other vampire powers such as mind reading or Alice Cullen's future-seeing too. It is a complete mystery to you and me both.."

"And me." I added in, really needing more information since my head was spinning. "So, some vampire with a power to compel went to Nahuel, compelled him to come and attack me - or Volturi guards, but the power makes it look like his true intentions?"

"Just about." A guard said, Santiago. "But the real question is why? We have been attacked."

"Yes." Afron agreed, Chelsea by his side, "We cannot answer this at the present moment, we need to add more security."

"I admire your rapid thinking, Afton." Aro complimented, moving his hand to gesture some of the guard to leave. "Go; alert the secondary guard to defend the castle and scan the area."

I watched tearfully as Huilen walked towards me, her sweet face broken. "We must leave but this isn't the safest environment for you child."

I swallowed back more tears, shaking my head. "I'm sure that the boost of security will keep everyone safe and ready."

"Are you sure?"

I nodded, the gesture one big, fat lie.

Huilen kissed my forehead maternally, forcing a weak smile. "Make sure Nahuel doesn't feel guilty when he recovers. He will always be my friend, ok?" I murmured, my lips trembling.

"As long as you promise to leave when you become unhappy." I wanted to warn her about saying that in front of Aro, but my mouth stayed shut. I only nodded.

"It has been a long day for you, Renesmee. Aro wishes for you to go to your new room," Afron handed me a piece of paper with directions, "everything has been transferred and there will be guards waiting outside of it." Afton told me as my eyes flickered to Aro who was making preparations with Caius.

I looked at Huilen who was helping Nahuel up gloomily, the sight breaking my heart. Again, I nodded, speaking being too hard at that moment, before walking silently out of the room to burst into tears.

I went at vampire speed to my new room, my clothes and luggage already there. Two, tall male guards stood by the door, but I said nothing to them. Not knowing what to do with myself, I went into the shower, using up all of the hot water before stepping out and throwing my wet hair into a bun. I moved with a depressing glow to my new closet, choosing out some clothes and throwing them on because I knew for sure I wouldn't sleep tonight. I ran my hands through my hair, running out of normal things to do. I didn't want to let myself down and collapse crying or call my mother and explain the situation instead.

My eyes caught sight of me in the mirror, a ghostly unrecognizable figure. But a white note luckily covered some of my face. I should have been terrified after everything, but I curiously took the note in my hands and opened it.

I'm getting very impatient and bored, Aro's not given me an exciting task tonight and I am honestly devastated I missed your little fight but I will take story time with you instead. By the way, Nahuel's still in Volterra. -Alec.

Alec was going to kill Nahuel...kill him if I didn't tell him about the last seven years...he was going to kill him! I gasped, for what felt like the ten thousandth time today. The note was quickly thrown out of my hand, my legs speeding up as I ran out of the room.

"Alec's room!" I shrieked in a panic to one of my guards.

He looked at me worriedly, but forced a polite, professional smile at me. "West tower. Top floor. There's only two rooms."

I think he started to say more, but I was already running again. The castle seemed so much busier, more guards out doing their duties after the suspected attack. I hadn't notice there had been discreet signs before, in latin, Italian and English. I spotted one for the west tower, not stopping as I sprinted to where it was pointing. The large amount of hallways stopped, the setting being replaced with one narrow darkly coloured hall way that had stairs at the end of it.

The top...the top...the top! My panicked thoughts screamed my destination as I hurried up the never-ending stairs. The highest floor of all was the smallest, it was a narrow hallway with two doors facing each other but at the end, the space extended, a glass door that was left open leading into a medium sized gray balcony.

A medium sized male figure with dark brown hair stood on the balcony, gazing out at a dark Volterra. He turned around when he heard my unavoidable gasps of breath thanks to the exercise to get here. Alec studied me, his expression emotionless.

Then, he smirked. That beautiful, evil smirk that I couldn't help but love because it lured people in including myself. The definition of true, manipulating evil.

I took a deep breath before looking directly into his eyes, eyes that would soon know all of my secretes. The thought made me sick but I had to do it to protect Nahuel.

"January first, two thousand and thirteen, the day I found out I had been imprinted on and when everything changed."

Apologies for the over a month wait – school started back, oh pointless school! And this chapter was SUPER hard to begin, like most of my chapters really, but I got the flow soon enough.

I mentioned a 'war' in the summary, and I feel as if in this chapter, the war begins for Renesmee. Yes, Nahuel was compelled, a storyline that will be answered much later, but as for right now, forgotten. Thats all I can say though :P

But, this fic is also a romance. And in the reviews, I saw a lot of people enjoying the Reneslec interactions in the previous chapter. I felt horrible making this an action one as you all seemed to be craving it! But, the next chapter and the ones after that WILL be Reneslec! And their realationship WILL BE MOVING FORWARD! So, sorry for the disappointment in this chap for all you romance lovers :(

Thanks to all the reviewers for the last chapter (in order of most recent): Renesmee C. Cullen da orginal, ErinL, Melinda, ravenlovestwilight, HecticZ, NiamhK, Anonymus, KristinL, xXPurpleMidnightXx, SallySmith, Mary mac, Lilylove, Vivi, Hurricane10208 and Seph Meadowes.

Thanks everyone! February holidays next week, aiming for a chapter up sooner, will be mostly busy because its my birthday and what not (sorry, had to get that in there xD) but I find romance so much easier to write about... ;)

-Cristina xxx