Ahhh... To answer everyone who PM'ed me this morning/ all today; Yes, I am a bit odd, and random.

And to the other 3; I love all forms of feedback. Especially ones that seem like flames. Especially them.

Yes. As you can see from the chapter title, this is the first part of a small section of the story, called 'Breaking', that will span four chapters. The last two will be kinda explicit, but they detail exactly how Rosalie gets broken. Not physically, of course. But I thought you could all use the warning.

There was vampire scent in town, criss-crossing every part of the street where Isabella lived. I guessed that there was more of it there because my scent was heavy around the area. From what I could smell, the vampire had hung around for a few hours, leaving a while before Isabella made it home. Alive, thankfully. So were the other infants.

I had even more reason to stay close to my Isabella now. With more vampires in town, she was in more danger than ever. Me leaving her side would be extremely risky. At best. Potentially deadly. She could easily be slaughtered by the vampire, whoever they were. And if Isabella's scent was potent to them, as well... Well, they had never had... Carlisle... to help them out with their self-control. If a vampire came near Isabella without me near, there was a high chance she could be killed.

Speaking of which, The vampire was coming back here. The only guesses I could come up with were either the vampire had gone to get help, in which case, I was in trouble. Or the vampire had grown siclk of waiting for me to come back, and had decided to go and find me. The second option was more likely; few vampires would be scared of one lone vampire.

The only way that I could be in trouble here would be if this particular vampire was a member of the Volturi guard. The Volturi shoud have sent a member of the guard to investigate by now, so the chances were that this vampire was one of the Volturi. Jane, perhaps. Or maybe Alec. Renata would have probably stayed with Aro, in case anyone attacked Volterra.

The vampire should arrive in a matter of seconds. I moved from the place where I was currently located, which was in clear view of Isabella's window. If the vampire saw where I was looking, and I angered them, then Isabella might not survive. I couldn't take that risk. Renee was an acceptable offering, so I moved to a place with a clear view of Renee's bedroom.

Their footsteps were clear now. Soft and much too fast to be the work of a human. If a human ever managed to walk that fast, they would be classified as superhuman. Also, there was no breathing or heartbeat, which also contributed to my conclusion. Vampire. Slight, small. Not the average build for a vampire. This vampire would be built more like Alice, or Jane.

As always, thoughts of Alice tore me up inside, worse than thoughts of any former family members. Only the feelings I got when I thought of... Emmett... came close to comparing, and that was the bond of friends, who were closer than many lovers were. Alice and I had always shared a special bond. One that had been nullified- mostly- when I had met Isabella.

"Hello." The voice was courteous, cold, imperious, majestic... The list could go on, but that covered it. It was a voice that was plainly meant to carry an air of superiority. If I had had any respect for authority left in me, then I would have stopped short and grovelled to this figure. As it was, I merely inclined my head, looking at him.

Alec. The broither of the Volturi guard member Jane. He was able to cut you off from all your senses, leaving you totally helpless, for the Volturi to do with you what you wished. Or he could just cut you off from some senses, leaving you the ability to hear, or taste, or see. Alec could make you utterly unable to move when his sister burned you.

"Hello," I said frigidly. I wanted to make it clear just exactly how much he was unwelcome here. "What brings you to this place?" I gestured at the street around us. Let him try and come up with an excuse now. There should be next to nothing that would drag a guard member this far away from Volterra, except for vampires who needed exterminating, and the like.

"Aro has sent his greetings," Alec said politely. His eyes held anger, that I had defied his authority. If he thought his anger would bring me to his knees, he was sadly mistaken. After the weeks I had spent trying to develop a resistance to the bloodlust I felt for Isabella and Renee, and the day spent in the torture of the smell of infants, his anger had no effect on me. "He wishes to know what crime you have committed to have Carlisle Cullen disown you like he has."

"I don't know." My voice probably sounded bitter. Let it. If Aro heard this, and Carlisle was later told, it would wound him. Perhaps only slightly, but any pain I could cause the sweet doctor was to the good. He deserved to be hurt, after what he had done to me. He had left me without a family, giving me next to no notice. He should be in agony.

"Now, now," Alec said soothingly. "There is no need to be upset. I am sure that there has simply been a misunderstanding. If you would simply accompany me back to Volterra, then I am sure that this whole thing could be sorted out." So that was his ploy. There were probably other guard members outside the town, ready to find what kept me here. They would find Isabella.

"I have no intention of going to Volterra. Ever." My voice was sharp, no longer bitter. He had to know that I would not leave with him. I would never leave my Isabella unprotected. Volterra was possibly the worst place for that right now. Who would be hiding on the outskirts of town? Knowing the Volturi, vampires with little control over their bloodlust.

Alec's eyes narrowed. This was a different type of anger. This was no longer burning anger. This was a she-has-defied-me anger. "You would do well not to anger, me, Rosalie Hale," he said softly. "There is much I can do to you without Aro ever learning of it. If you do not do as I wish, we will see how much of it I can get away with, yes?"

Alice POV

"If you do not do as I wish, we will see how much of it I can get away with, yes?" Alec's words resonated in my head. It was happening now. My Rosalie was going to be broken now. How could I stay away? She was going to be shattered, going t be beyond redemption. Even killing all the people in Forks would be better than this. Anything wouod be better.

Currently, Emmett was crushing my arms behind my back, trying to stop me from moving. Carlisle was pinning my legs to the ground, helped by Esme, who was also attempting to hold my left arm down. Jasper was pinning my right arnm, and was pushing my head into the ground. Emmett would be feeling the pain of my headbutts for weeks.

I had mustered up strength that I didn't even know I had, when Emmett had originally grabbed me. Fucking Edward and his mind-reading. I had nearly broken free of his grasp when Carlisle had come and grabbed my legs, restraining me. I savagely hoped that Carlisle wouldn't find the nose I had kicked off. Didn't they understand? Didn't they understand what was happening?

Edward turned his head to look at me. I read the expression on his face, the mind-numbing pain and the expressionless grief. Edward knew. Edward knew, better than anyone except, perhaps, Rosalie. Edward knew the real reason I wanted to go to Rosalie. My Rosie. He knew, and just didn't want to help. He wouldn't hinder, but he wouldn't help.