Everything was a blur from that night one. I knew I wasn't in Seatle anymore, nor was I in Washington. The language around me was in fact in Italian, was I even in America anymore? I felt my head getting heavy and soreness in my arms and legs, like I was being dragged like a ragdoll all over the place. A blindfold was over my eyes, all I could hear were voices, very distinct clear voices that were soothing yet terrifying.

I was too hungry and tired to figure out how long I was held captive, but I knew it was a long time. But on one night in particular I felt fingers brushing my neck up to my blindfold, taking it off and having my eyes adjust to the darkness in the room. I was in a small room, but it had high ceilings and marble floors. It was rather cold in the room as I looked around me slowly, finally feeling my hands tied together. There was a small lantern lit in the corner of the room, bringing light into the dark room. I then heard a small gasp as I looked over to my left, seeing a young man squatting down to my level. He had a beautiful face, tossed hair and pale skin, too pale to be human. But his eyes, they were wide and crimson colored. He was a nomad vampier as well? I started to panic, but my voice was no where to be found.

"Hello." The young man said in a velvet but sinister tone. I took in a deep breath and found my voice again.

"Hello." I replied back in a croak. It was better to be nice to him and not freak out over being kidnapped by a vampire and taken to Italy. He smiled, showing perfectly white teeth.

"Where am I?" I asked in a whisper and he cocked his head, looking at me with amazement.

"Italy, Volterra Italy to be exact. You're at our home, the Volturi home that is." He replied to me in a smile as he got up from squatting, walked slowly to stand in front of me. Now I knew who he was, he was part of the Volturi. Emmett told me about them, how they ran the vampire world and upheld the law. They were part, sinister like vampires so strive on perfection, having the best vampires who held the best abilities.

"Why am I here?" I asked in the same small tone. He smiled and tapped his fingers against his sides, looking like he was about to kill me. Somehow I wasn't afraid to die, knowing this might be it, leaving behind my father, Rick, and mostly Emmett.

"I've been tracking you for some time now, seeing how you were so smitten with Emmett Cullen and the rest of his family. I find it quite odd, and also quite interesting as well." He explained as he kept his smirk on his face, "Oh, how silly of me. I haven't introduced my self to you. My name is Demetri."

"I suspect you already know my own name?" I asked him in a bit of a confident tone. He smiled and nodded his head.

"Evangeline, what a beautiful name for a charming girl." Demetri said in a sinister voice, making me squirm, "Don't worry my dear one, we'll let you go soon enough. All we want to use for is leniage."

"You want Emmett I take it?" I asked in a croak, thinking of Emmett storming in to find me and then get killed by these horrible vampires.

"Not just him, but his whole family. They are quite unique and wonderful, according to Aro and Marcus." Demetri replied in a grin and then squatted down in front of me, grabbing my chin to look at him directly.

"You'll seem them soon, no doubt that Aro won't let you die before seeing them. It'll be a nice moment before you die." At that point I felt tears rolling down my cheeks. They were going to kill me after all, and I knew there was nothing that was going to change their minds.

Why me, oh Why me???

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After meeting Demetri I was still held up in the small room but they injected me with a sleeping liquid into my arm through a shot, having me sleep for a long period of time. I was getting thiner and thiner by the day, but they gave me some food to eat while I was locked up. It was like a game to them, finding out how long it will take for me to crack and scream for my death. I felt numb all over and my skin was getting paler by the hours. I was slowly dying, but it never hit me hard I was waking up in somebody's arms.

Something was covering, like a big thick black cloak. I was still drowsy and distraught as I felt coldness in my wrists, arms and legs. Looking then I saw I was wearing a white cotton dress with a velvet red ribbon around my middle, but it was nice compared to my pale skin. I wanted to fight to get out of the arms but I was far too weak to even try. My wrists were on fire, raw to the bone almost with redness around them and I felt tears in my eyes, wondering where I was. Then the person carrying me stopped and I felt whoever it was lowering me onto the marble floor. I curled myself up in a ball, trying to stay warm as I felt a hand reach the cloak and pull it away in a flash.

Light surrounded me and made me shield my eyes. My stomach was in knots, my skin was on fire and my head was spinning. I felt like this was it, my dying moment. I wish I could be with my father, tell him I loved him and that he did a fantastic job raising me. Telling Rick he was the greatest friend I have ever had, and to tell Emmett that I loved him.

I looked up slowly to see three pairs of feet in front of me and I gasped, looking up some more to see three people I never thought I would see. One was Bella, who was in shocking seeing me. Then there was Alice, who had her hand over her mouth to hold back her gasp and wide eyes. Lastly was Edward, who looked just as bad as me with wide golden eyes, marks under his eyes and depression on his face. BUt now he looked angry as he saw me.

"Oh my god." Alice said in a shock as they all looked at me. I was confused.

What was happening to me now???