Bella's Point of View
As I made it to school I reluctantly began to open up to the students, I let them in, answered their millions of questions about me... about America... everything within reason... in hopes that one of them would shed some light on this Bjørn guy. It took nearly three peiods of excessive talking before I could finally get some answers. A few locals from the area had taken an interest in asking me some questions, the leader of this little group seemed to speak the best English from them, so he did most of the talking.
"Bjørn, do you know who that is?" I asked, watching the man that stood before me. He had the tradition Norway look about him, light hair, blue eyes, skin just as pale as my own. He wasn't particularly interesting to look at, but the smoothness of his voice was intoxicating, I found myself just wanting to hear him speak, regardless of what he was saying. It was... magical.
"Everyone knows Bjørn, he is the rightful heir to the throne, our future king of Norway." The man spoke, his voice sounding like a melody. "Why would an American girl such as yourself want to know about our political figureheads?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "If I'm going to live here, it would be nice to know these things, there is no... kings or queens in America, this is all very new to me." I admitted, before continuing on with my investigation. "What kind of man is he... do you think he will make a good king?"
The boy leaned in to whisper in my ear. "I shouldn't outwardly speak against the crowns, but I don't trust that man... he is a Kuktryn." He spoke with narrowed eyes. At his words his group of friends all snickered.
Something tells me that I didn't want to know what the meaning of that word meant. I just moved forward. "Is there any way I could talk to this guy?"
"I don't think, no one really has that kind of access to him... he is usually always guarded, he doesn't really socialize with locals... just another reason why most of us dislike him."
I frowned deeply.
So this wasn't going to be easy... I was going to need help.
"Well, where can I find him exactly?"
The boy next to him now spoke in a fast Norwegian dialect, eagerly nudging at his friend. The others nodded in agreement to whatever he was saying.
"Well, my friend here Kjell says his kid sister is obsessed with the guy and had let him know that he was on vacation in Murmansk, Russia." The boy spoke, giving me a smile. "So whatever adventure you plan, I hope that you go with friends, Russia is a very... different place."
I nodded, offering him a handshake. "Thank you for all your help."
With that, the group of guys left, all chit-chatting, seeming to be in high spirits.
I knew where I had to go next.
Quickly I made my way to 's classroom, where he was sitting at his desk, reading from an old looking tattered book. He closed to swiftly as I entered the room, a brilliant smile coming to his face.
"Well if it isn't my star student, how can I help you today Bella?" His tone was light and friendly. It was hard for me to believe that I was sitting in front of a powerful witch right now, I didn't know what he could do... it was truly a risk to be here... but he showed no reason for me not to trust him... he had been open about everything from the beginning... he could have killed us all... but he hadn't. Maybe I could trust him.
"I'm here to talk... about Bjørn." I spoke quietly, sitting down in the desk right across from him.
"What about him?" Lightly Mr. Kristoffer moved his hand up just slightly and from the other side of the room the door slammed shut.
For some reason this being possible unnerved me deeply, but I pushed that thought aside.
"I found out who he is... and where he is." I said feeling a frown come to my face again. "Why didn't you tell me this was some kind of prince..."
"Would it have changed anything?"
"Of course not, but it would have helped to know everything there is to know about him." I sighed, letting my head fall into my hands. "This is going to be hard... he is even guarded... how do you expect me to get this guy to you?"
"Arkady is willing to travel with you and assist you at any point in time, you just have to ask." Mr. Kristoffer said with a light shrug. "Say the word and I'll summon him to your side."
"Him I don't trust." I grumbled.
"He is a powerful witch and no doubt his wife Vasilisa will be with you as well, it will be completely safe, no need to worry about that."
"Why would they want to help me, I understand your reasons, but I have yet to hear why they would want to help me." I said, letting my arms cross. "How can you guarantee me that they won't just try and kill me."
"Because we have just as much to lose as you do." A voice from the door spoke, revealing Arkady and Vasilisa. I was stunned for a moment of Visilisa's beauty as she entered the room, she offered me a smile.
"Young Bella, do you know how it feels to be a uncaged prisoner?" Vasilisa spoke, taking my hand, watching my with a sadness in her eyes that would break the heart of anyone. "I've been a prisoner of this man for much of my life... I want my freedom, I want Aro dead... I no longer want to live in fear... and as for Alice, she will not be harmed."
"You care about Alice?"
"Even if it is a stretch, she is family, I feel the connection, Alice is my blood, we protect our own." Vasilisa spoke seriously.
"Even if she is a vampire... the very thing that you were born to hate and kill?"
"Yes, because like it or not, there is a answer to that problem." Vasilisa said with a shrug of her shoulders.
Arkady gave her a look. "Tishina, my lyublyu." He turned to me now with a rough look. "Look, do you want our help or not?" Impatience was thick in his tone.
I nodded reluctantly. "I don't think I can manage finding this guy and getting past his guards without a little magic..."
Mr. Kristoffer chuckled in delight. "It's nice to see the acceptance of our people taken so easily by a non-witch." He nodded in gratitude to me before looking to Arkady. "She is not to get hurt, I need Bjorn back here in Norway by nightfall tomorrow."
"Yes sir," Arkady bowed in respect the same time Vasilisa did.
"Good luck Bella and if you need anything at all, I'm just a phone call away." Mr. Kristoffer handed me a tiny piece of paper with numbers on it. "I trust you will be back safe and sound and don't worry, I'll cover for your absence with your... vampire family."
I gave him a small smile and nodded. "Thank you for everything Mr. Kristoffer."
"Please, call me Sigurd." He now bowed to me, keeping his peaceful smile.
With that, Arkady, Vasilisa and I set out for Russia. It was an alliance that I didn't completely like... But what choice did I have? I couldn't involve any of the Cullen's, Sigurd made that very clear and I wouldn't let anything happen to my family.
On the way to the airport, Arkady and Vasilisa chatted back and forth in Russian, obviously wanting to keep me out of the conversation. I didn't get to bothered, there was no point, if they planned on killing me... or throwing me from the car or... turning me into a frog with their witchy magic... I don't know... at least I was doing everything I could to keep everyone safe.
I don't know if I was being brave, or incredibly stupid... Probably a little of both.
"So, you two met in Russia?" I said nonchalantly watching out the window.
Vasilisa smiled widely, peaking back at me. "Yes, we met at the SiBur academy of witchcraft, he was my potion instructor."
Arkady gave her a look, shaking his head slowly, before turning his attention back to the road. "She was the best of the class and the most beautiful woman I ever laid eyes on."
"I didn't realize that he was... that much older than you." I said glancing between the two of them, they honestly appeared the same age.
"Well, with him being probably the best potion creator known to man, he created the elixir of immortality at age 30, which is the age he is now frozen to for the rest of his life." She smiled letting her eyes cast to her husband with pride.
"And what about you?" I asked curiously.
"Well, when we met... and fell in love, on our wedding day he offered me that same elixir, I took it... and we have been together... unchanging ever since."
It sounded romantic to say the least... and very close to what I wanted to do with Emmett. To be with him for the rest of eternity. That would be the ideal world for me. I hoped that someday soon I would get to be by his side forever.
Maybe we weren't so different after all. But I couldn't help but recall what Vasilisa had mentioned earlier. "Vasilisa, can I ask you a question?" I said watching her as we began to board the plane.
"Feel free." She nodded, peaking at me with a curious look.
I waited until we all took our seats, I sat right across from them and thankfully Vasilisa was closest to me. I knew that Arkady had been obvious that he didn't want this conversation to happen, but I needed to know.
"What did you mean earlier, that there was an answer to that problem, with Alice being a vampire?"
Vasilisa opened her mouth, but paused to see Arkady shaking his head at her.
"You know this information is for witches only, if anyone is to find out about this..." Arkady began, throwing me a dark look. "She could single-handedly ruin us."
Vasilisa waved her hand at him, chuckling quietly. "We can trust her Arkady, I've seen this conversation, I have seen the consequences, with her knowing this knowledge it will only benefit us."
Arkady seemed reluctant, but nodded in acceptance, turning away from the two of us to watch out the window.
Vasilisa turned to me, leaning in close to whisper in my ear. "There is a cure."
I felt my eyes widen and my jaw drop. "A cure?" I repeated, as if I hadn't heard that correctly. "For vampires...?"
"Yes, if Alice doesn't want this vampire life anymore she doesn't have to be one." Vasilisa said with a brilliant smile. "You must not tell the existence of such a thing to any vampires... ever... this would put you and us in very real danger." She concluded.
Arkady turned to give me a serious look. "If words goes out that there is a way cure vampires there will be an all out war over the control of such a substance and believe me... if a word goes out to any vampire... any... I'll kill you before you know what hits you and any vampire that knows the truth."
I swallowed her as I watched Arkady's face. He wasn't joking for a moment, I knew that. I wouldn't do something as stupid as disobey a witch, I knew they were ridiculously strong... and who knows what they could do to someone like me... human... frail...
In this moment I wished more than anything that I wasn't the weakest person involved in all of this. Here I was with two strong witches... traveling into another country to bring back another even stronger witch.
I just hoped this journey wasn't going to take to long, I missed my kids, I missed Emmett... I wanted to go home, but I knew this was more important.
Alice's Point of View
This wasn't good. Bella was nowhere to be found and I could no longer see her future. This wasn't good at all. I needed to get to Emmett and the others fast. They would need me if we are going to have any chance at all of finding her.
I made my way towards Emmett and Bella's house, seeing Emmett and the twins standing on the porch. Emmett held Delilah in his arms, she was crying softly in his shoulder. Dalton was next to him, keeping his expression blank, but I could see his eyes beginning to water as I walked up the porch steps.
"There is no sign of her." I said glancing at each of them, almost feeling their concern.
"It's the Volturi... it has to be." Emmett growled lowly, letting Delilah down next to her brother. "You heard Carlisle about that phone call he got a few hours ago, the Denali's are on there way here... Laurent and Victoria had went against them... and as we speak is torturing information out of Irena."
"We have to find her." I said with a frown. "I don't think it's the Volturi, I think I have an idea, but I need you, Edward and Jasper to meet me here in an hour, we are going on a Bella hunt."
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