To the anonymous reviewer 'a person', I have read 'Twilight' more times then I care to mention. Bella is different in this story because it's been a while since Edward left and she's changed –humans DO change.

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Chapter 8

As much as I hated to admit it, I had picked up several habits from Damon. I started smoking and drinking. When I wasn't working for the Volturi, I was out flirting with guys or clubbing. Oh, yeah. That was a bonus with my job. I had VIP access to several clubs.

I was surprised at how easy the guys were. Predicable, but easy and fun to play with.

Heidi, a seductress in the castle who caught food for everyone by pretending to be a tour guide, suggested several times that I take her job.

I refused obviously. I may have became a heartless, cold-blooded killer but that was only because of the vampires I had met. I would never ever hurt a human.

6 months later

"Izz, let him go," Alec urged.

"No!" I growled, tightening my grip on the man's neck.

"You're going to kill him."

"I'm counting on that," came my enraged reply.

"Isabella!" that was Caius.

Instantly I released the human. "Caius," I greeted him respectfully.

He nodded at me. In the 4 months that I had worked in the castle, everyone except for Cauis had warmed up to me. Even Jane was considerably good to me.

"You may leave," Caius said to us.

I exhaled angrily and stalked out of the room.

"Tough day?" Jane asked, mockingly as I passed her.

"Bite me," I replied, showing her the finger.

"I would love too but that would upset the master."

"And you're too much of a goody-two shoes to do that," I retorted.

"Ouch, you wound me."

I rolled my eyes and quickened my step. I found Heidi leading in some people to feed. I shuddered and closed my eyes. I knew the castle well enough to know my way around it without seeing anything.

"Very discreet," Heidi hissed as she passed. I ignored her and continued walking.

"Izz, Aro wishes to see you," Gianna told me.

I nodded at her. "Where is he?"

"In his room."

I raised an eyebrow. Why did Aro want to see me in his bedroom? Gianna smiled, catching on to my sick train of thought.

I smiled back before proceeding to Aro's chamber. I knocked on the door.

"Come in, my dear," Aro called cheerfully.

"You wanted to see me?" I asked him as I stepped inside.

"My little Princess," that was Aro's nickname for me, "how you have changed."

"So…" I didn't understand what he was saying.

"You wouldn't hurt a human when you first came here and seconds ago you were busy trying to kill one."

I stiffened. "Master, he was scum. The world could have done without him."

"Master? Why the formality, Princess? I consider you to be like my very own child. How will I manage without you? You have been such a comfort for me during this past six months."

"What do you mean?"

"You're leaving."

"What? But why?"

"It's time. Phil wants you back. But, don't worry. You'll still work for us. You'll just be in Florida."

Phil? Why?

"I don't understand," I said.

Aro sighed heavily. "But you will. Eventually. It all will be explained."

There was an impatient knock on his door.

"Come in," Aro said through gritted teeth.

The door opened and…Phil entered.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

II wasn't surprised that Aro knew about Phil- the Volturi knew everything- but how did Phil know about the Volturi?

"We need to talk. You're coming back home."

"How did you know where I was?" I asked, ignoring him.

Aro laughed. "Indeed, how did you know?"

"I am taking her home, Aro," there was a trace of anger in his voice.

Aro waved his hand. "Go ahead. She is your daughter."

He laughed mockingly and continued to me, "Go ahead, Izz. We shall meet again."

"My bags?" I asked, timidly.

"Already packed," Aro said cheerfully.

"Ok, um bye then."

"Goodbye, Princess. We will visit obviously."

Behind me I heard Phil growl.

Aro shook his head and Phil and waved to me.

I smiled at him and walked out, feeling very confused.

Meanwhile, In Forks

(Damon!'s POV)

I poured some scotch before drowning it all in one gulp.

"Feeling any better?" asked a familiar sarcastic voice.

I exhaled. Elena. She had been convinced that I had feelings for Bella. Absolutely ridiculous. I liked Bella because she knew how I felt. And vice versa. But she didn't appreciate my help and left to go…wherever she went.

"Stefan isn't here," I said.

"I know."

"Then?" I poured myself more scotch.

"I'm here to see you."

"You've seen me. So you can leave."

She continued as if I hadn't spoken, "Yeah, I have seen you. I've seen you toy around with Lauren the way you did with Caroline. I've seen you drink away your sorrows. I've seen you mocking Stefan-"

"Your point?"

"You're acting the same way you did when you first came to Mystic Falls. Which means, no matter how you try to hide it, you're hurting."

I smirked at her. "So you want to help me by making sure I don't hurt?"

She caught on to my meaning. "You're a dick."

I smiled at her. "Yes, I am."

"What's going on?" Stefan asking, running inside and almost breaking down the door in his haste.

"You're early," I commented. "Worried that I'd make a move on your girl."

Stefan glared at me.

"Oh, don't worry. We were just having a bit of fun. Weren't we, Elena?"

"Yeah, we were. And Stefan, you don't have anything to worry about. Damon's moved on to Bella," she said, looking me in the eye.

You got to hand it to her. She's got balls.

"Aw, Elena. You're still my favorite," I assured her, before downing another glass.

She rolled her eyes and shook her head. "I'm going home."

"I'll walk you out," Stefan said.

"Such a gentleman. Goodbye, Elena. Feel free to come again," I called behind him, hoping that she wouldn't come by again.

Stefan's cellphone lit up.

"Stefan's phone," I answered.

"Who is this?" asked a female.

"His adorable older brother, Damon. Should I give you a number as well?"

"Aren't you dating Lauren?"

"No, we broke up."

"When?"

"Two seconds ago."

The girl laughed. "Never mind. Could you tell Stefan that I have his textbook and I'll give it to him tomorrow?"

"If I have to. What's you name?"

"Angela Weber. Don't forget to tell Stefan."

"I wouldn't. Goodbye, Angela."

"Bye, Damon."

I placed the phone back on the table.

Weber…Why did that sound so familiar?

I know why!Let me sleep and then I'll tell you, you homicidal bloodsucker. 50 reviews before the next update- unless I have insomnia again.

And I don't want to put Bonnie in the story. If you want her here let me know.