Basically I am the queen mother of angst loving and this chapter was my homage to that. I love angst, I love writing, reading, hearing it...everything! (In fiction of course). So there is a slight bit of Edward torture in this chapter, and if you don't like that kind of stuff, truly sorry. This is the only chapter like it.

I had lots of fun writing it, but I'm not sure how much I actually like the finished product. Rather than making you wait for me to rewrite it however, I just decided to post it and let you decide how you feel about it.

I also wanted to state something that I forgot to specify earlier, I had planned to put it in the chapter, but it slipped my mind. Why Edward can't read Camillus's mind is because Bella's shielding power can be extended to others in her enhanced state. So she is shielding Camillus as she can do herself. I don't know if anyone was wondering about that, but there we go.

So, enjoy! I really want to know what you think of this one...I'm not sure of what I think myself... (sorry no Jasper or Jacob news yet!)

Bella's POV

I'd been asleep for less than two hours when a quiet voice in my ear gently woke me. At first I thought it to be Camillus, who had instructed me to rest in the first place, but I could sense the body was smaller and more fair. My eyes opened, more out of habit than anything else, and I directed my attention at this Vampire my master so clearly disliked. I had hoped that the demonstration of my powers might have scared him into returning to wherever he came from, and his persistence surprised me. I was actually quite surprised to see him; I had thought my barrier on the door into the mountain was impenetrable. From the slightly shredded looks of the Vampire's arms and shoulders it was apparent he wasn't about to let a stone wall get in his way. This confused me beyond belief; nothing about his struck any chord in my mind, but it was apparent he knew me very well.

All trace of sleep fled my body as I rose to a sitting position to better confront the Vampire. Slight anger filled me, it was obvious he was unliked by Camillus and I didn't want anything to do with him. Why was he trying to rid me of my happiness?

"Bella?" his too-sweet voice asked hesitantly. I kept my face void of emotion, not wanting to give him anything to work from. I could tell he was hoping for some form of recognition or assurance that my words outside had not been true. Unfortunately for him, I was not willing to grant such relief.

"I know you remember me," he continued. "Try to remember me." I made no such effort.

"Go away," I said coldly. "Leave us alone." He cringed ever so slightly at the word "us".

"I can't," he replied. "I love you too much." The words were filled with such passion that something flickered in my mind. Briefly I remembered breathtaking eyes, eyes that penetrated my soul and sped up my heart. The feeling faded almost as quickly as it had come. Edward, his name somehow came naturally, reached out and placed his cold fingers in my hands. A thousand emotions were running through me, I wasn't sure whether I wanted to fall into this cold being's arms or run away as fast as possible.

My face must have betrayed what I was feeling for Edward's confidence seemed to be renewed. Softly he began to hum; the tune was relaxing, like a lullaby. Suddenly a piano flashed in my mind, the image was foggy, like an old picture. Edward was sitting at it, his fingers flying over the keyboard, playing the same gentle melody. I was absorbed by the tune; it evoked emotions I never imagined I could feel.

In an instant my mind went blank as I sensed Camillus enter the room. As he approached I wondered how I ever could have started to feel anything other than hatred for the being before me. I was wiped blank as a slate and I felt only what I knew Camillus would approve. Quickly I pulled myself away in disgust and glided to the side of whom I was truly loyal; the one who truly loved me.

Edward stood as well, but before he could make any sort of advancement, I raised my palm and sent my iron-like binding powers toward him. Frozen so stiffly, he looked like a smooth marble statue carved from the hands of the gods. I detested it.

"I'm surprised by your persistence Edward," Camillus circled his frozen body. "How could a simple human girl mean so much to you, la tua cantante or not?" He paused and glanced Edward over, as if trying to discover a hidden piece of a puzzle.

"Nevertheless," Camillus added "it makes no difference now. Isabella is mine. The only thing left to do is make you pay for your sins." My binding grip had loosened slightly and Edward's eyes were pleading me to remember and atop Camillus in his heinous act. I was actually looking quite forward to seeing whatever Camillus had planned for this Vampire who had played tricks with my mind.

"You disappointed me when you left," Camillus's voice had turned biting and evil. "And you know better than most that I do not deal well with those who betray me."

He extracted a small vial filled with a think, pungent liquid from a locked box on one of the many shelves. Handling it carefully, as if it could catch flame at any second, he approached Edward again.

"Do you know what this is, Isabella?" I was surprised to be addressed. Silently I shook my head

"It's quite an amazing thing actually. It took me years to create," he chuckled as if slightly amused. "Vampire venom is an interesting substance. It is an extremely intricate mix of chemicals that is nearly impossible to duplicate." Edward's eyes were horrified.

"However, if one discovers the complex equation for Vampire venom, than one can also create a reactant," Camillus shook the vial in front of Edward. "It was not too difficult to create once I had collected all the materials. Unfortunately, I have not had the pleasure of testing it yet, so I'm not quite sure what sort of reaction it yields. So, in a way, I am very lucky you decided to play hero and rescue your little girlfriend."

Camillus looked in my direction and I knew what he wanted. I released my grip on Edward and he relaxed slightly, his anger filled eyes focused on Camillus.

"Go to hell," he said coldly. Camillus smiled, but his eyes remained untouched.

"I already did," he extended the arm with the vial of strange chemicals towards the Vampire. "Drink." Edward crossed his arms and stared at Camillus stubbornly.

"Drink or I'll have Isabella drink. It would be interesting to see what this would do to a human," he mused. "They are so fragile.

Faster than I could process Edward had snapped the vial from Camillus's hand. He gripped it dangerously tight.

"It will do you no good to smash it," Camillus warned. "I had more foresight than to only make one batch."

"Let Bella go and I'll drink it," Edward said. Camillus looked strangely amused.

"You are an in no place to bargain," Camillus replied. I was immensely relieved he wasn't going to consider Edward's offer. I couldn't imagine leaving my master's side. "Besides, you should know me better than that. I will, however, promise you that if you don't drink it, Bella will die. You know I can't lie." Somehow I was fine with Camillus's threat. I was willing to die for him.

"You will rot a thousand years in pain for this," Edward spat angrily. Camillus shrugged.

"I might, but you will first," he replied. "Now drink!" As Edward still remained defiant, I approached Camillus who grabbed me in his arms, burnishing a sharp dagger to my throat. Strangely, I felt slightly euphoric; I knew Edward would drink it before he let me die. He turned his attention to me, his eyes taking in every tiny detail of my body, as if this was the last time he would ever see me. My expression remained cold to his longing.

"I love you Bella," his voice was soft and steady. "Remember the meadow. Remember our love." Then he tilted his head back sharply and emptied the contents into his mouth.

Immediately the jar fell to the stone floor and shattered. Thin, pale hands flew up to his throat and mouth and the Vampire collapsed to his knees. His eyes were filled with such pain I was surprised to not see flames erupting from his rapidly opening and closing mouth. He began tearing at his chest as the poison made its way into his venom filled body. Convulsions rippled through his muscles and he fell the rest of the way to the floor, curling into a tight shaking ball. Every so often a slight whimper escaped his burning throat, presumably when the pain became too great to hold in. All-in-all I was impressed with how well Edward was denying Camillus the obvious torturous screams he desired. Camillus pursed his lips in deep concentration.

"Very interesting," he remarked. "Can you tell me how you feel Edward?" His voice was mocking. The burning Vampire made no notice of having heard anything at all. Camillus had made his way to the desk in the corner of the room and was quickly writing something in a large leather-bound book.

"Watch him Isabella," Camillus instructed. "I have to reset the protection boundaries of the mountain. No doubt Edward's clairvoyant sister will have seen this." I nodded and sat on a lumpy cushion, dragging it closer for a more watchful eye. Once Camillus had made sure the room was secure and donned his heavy fur jacket and thick boots he gave one last satisfactory glance towards his suffering prisoner before leaving.

For a long while I sat watching Edward in pain. His convulsions had intensified and hoarse sobs were muffled by his tightly curled body. The longer Camillus was away, the less I enjoyed seeing so much anguish and suffering. I didn't know what the Vampire had done to anger my master, but surely nothing could deserve such punishment. Several more long minutes passed and the poison didn't appear to have abated wrecking havoc in his system. In fact, it seemed to have increased; Edward began mumbling something over and over, too low for me make out. I felt pity for the suffering creature before me. When his body gave a sharp convulsion and he emitted a pained yelp I couldn't stand it any longer.

Crawling to his side I tried to sooth him with comforting, meaningless words. The same electric feeling I had experienced when I discovered my binding and telekinesis abilities tingled in my palms. Gently I placed one hand on his legs and the other on a shoulder. At my touch his shaking ceased slightly and he stopped muttering under his breath. As carefully as I could I tried to pry him from his tightly assumed fetal position.

"I need you to lie flat," I whispered tenderly. Gradually he complied, whimpering at the pain these simple motions caused. I winced, how could I possibly have enjoyed this before? All I could think of now was stopping his suffering. I carefully placed my right hand in the middle of Edward's chest and the other on his forehead, pressing as firmly as possible. Concentration consumed me as I sensed every vein, every pore of the cold body for the burning chemical. Edward seized violently as the poison was drawn upward, back the way it had come.

Suddenly he began coughing; rough, grating coughs and I released my hands to flip him onto his side. Finally Edward pushed himself up on his arms and spat a dark, sizzling liquid onto the ground beside him. He coughed a few more time before collapsing back into my arms, eyes closed in exhaustion.

After a few moments, the silence penetrated only by his raspy breaths, stunning eyes blinked open to gaze at me. Even though I couldn't tell their color, I could sense their overwhelming intensity and passion. It stole my breath away.

"Bella," he whispered so soft I might have imagined it. I couldn't help myself, my fingers began to stroke his pale face; they seemed to have a mind of their own.

Suddenly a loud shout echoed through the room and I felt a sharp pain in my face before being hurled backwards through the air, crashing into the wall behind me. I felt dazed and dizzy as I looked up to see what had happened. Camillus was standing where I had previously been, fuming. Edward was on his feet, his face contorted with fury, as he crouched menacingly before Camillus. Nothing good could come of this, and strangely I wanted no harm to either one of them. I tried to freeze them, but my mind was still too shaken to gain control of my powers. A slightly tickling in the back of my head drew my hand back and I could smell the blood.

Edward's eyes noticeably darkened and I sensed a peculiar change in him. Like he was no longer completely human. Camillus shouted for me to do something, to freeze him, but my head had begun to spin nauseatingly. I knew it had something to do with the blood, the tangy smell made me want to vomit.

I returned my attention back to the others in the room just as Edward pounced on Camillus. My horrified scream died in my throat as the Vampire bared his razor teeth. Camillus tried desperately to shake his attacker off, but Edward was too strong and too fast.

His head lowered, and his teeth sunk into the dark neck.

I'll update as soon as I can, but the next two weeks are finals weeks, so I will be really busy. Reviews might help inspire me though!