A/N: Another update, my readers~

And now, time for a surprise...! ;D

Alternative Eclipse

~Chapter XXVI~

Hate. A strong emotion of extreme detest. To passionately despise an action, an object, or a person.

My body boiled in this emotion, for the one person who was nothing more than a foul, despicable and utterly atrocious abomination to this world that we live in. Every day, he and his kind walks amongst unsuspecting mortals, hiding in the shadows away from our natural resource of life, and when the mortals are at their weakest, they attack them like savage beasts, drink the one thing that runs through them that sustain their lives, and once they dried up, they slip away, waiting for their next prey.

Nothing more than bloodsucking murderers.

I sat in my room, only filled with my bed, desk and laptop, bookcase filled with books to study, and my wand. The window that led to the outside world was curtained with satin dark curtains. I sat there, in deafening silence. I was plotting the demise of the very creature, who stole my beloved away from me, the very creature who deflowered and defiled her with his seed, and the very creature who impregnated her with demon children where once their born, they'll kill her without an ounce of regret.

And she thinks he's marrying her out of love. Pfft, she has been brainwashed into oblivion if she even thinks that bastard is marrying her out of love.

I was plotting the demise of Edward fucking Cullen. And, he was a vampire.

I am a wizard, yes. Being such entitles to gaining powers beyond a person's wildest dreams. Being able to transport to anywhere in the blink of an eye. Being able to transform into an animal, if you wanted to, so you can go anywhere without any suspecting who you are, or if you wanted to experience what it's like to be an animal. Being able to become invisible with just a few words and a wave of my wand. Being able to control someone and their thoughts, their actions, their speech; simple as that.

But, unfortunately, wizards weren't immortal like that of a vampire. We can still die, whether it's from another wizard, from a creature, or from a regular mortal way to die. Sure, we can defend ourselves against creatures better than a human, but again, we weren't immortal. Those demons have the capability of living through anything. They can die, yes, but it's very difficult to kill such a creature. Merely tear their body apart, and burn them in a large bonfire, or use a strong "Death" spell against them. Of course, the spell won't work when you have the vampire running around to dodge every single blast or in the case of Edward Cullen, you're protected somehow by an invisible shield.

It's pissed me off greatly to no end that my loved ones have been ripped away from me from those demons. My mother... Oh, my poor mother. She was a wondrous human who accepted the lifestyle of wizards. She had met my father when he was a young wizard, and she was swept off her feet from his charming personality. She had golden blond tresses, stormy grey eyes that would sparkle whenever she played with Chase and I. Her mouth was always shaped into crinkly smiles with pearly teeth and light red stained small lips Her skin was always so soft, and gentle whenever she ever ran her fingers through my shaggy black hair when I was younger, and whenever I was frightened.

My mother was a firecracker whenever you got her riled up, and yet, was a total sweetheart to children and anyone who seemed in need of some caring and kindness. Selfless, smart, funny, hyper, and an overall perfect mother; my mother, Ellyn, was a saint.

But… the joyous air that she brought to our family, was ripped away.

And, who stole the life of my mother away from my father, Chase and I?

A fucking ravenous vampire.

Police didn't know that it was a vampire, however. They ruled it as a rabid animal attack. But, my father and brother knew that it wasn't what it seemed. We had seen her corpse, saw the infamous crescent scar left from that monster, and knew that no animal could possibly leave that crescent shaped marked on her once glowing body.

The funeral was bitter, and depressing. Family and friends who knew who she was, came to grieve over her still body, and gave us our consolidations. My father grinned and bore their sympathy, yet inside, he was seething that his wife had been so cruelly taken from him, and he was there when he should've been trying to find the bastard who took her from us. Chase… he wasn't so vengeful. I don't even know why he thinks those demons shouldn't be hunted down like the dogs they were, and die a slow, painful, agonizing death.

I was on the same page as my father, of course.

The other person, who had been ripped away from me, was my wife from a past life.

Being a pure blooded wizard, we are blessed, and cursed.

We come from a different period of time, while we live with our present family, or live in the present time. We had lived an earlier life as someone else – it doesn't matter if the person is good or bad; we are reincarnated to live on this earth another day. And, sometimes, our past lives consume us, taking of our rational thoughts and our sound mind. It can drive us to insanity, to be numb from our real life and blind us from reality. My father had explained this part to me, as he had cheated on my mother with some other wizard woman. (I know it sounds weird that my father, who loved Ellyn who was my stepmother, had cheated on her. It was drunken, idiotic fling that was a mistake, but that didn't mean he loved her any less, and she didn't love me any less.)

Anyways, since he knew that sleeping with another wizard brought me, a pure blooded wizard son, he expected me to go through this experience sometime in my life. My grandpa had been a full wizard, and had experienced this moment of his life, while he was getting older. My grandmother had been frightened as my grandpa had talked about his past life, but thankfully, she had been able to save him before he was too far gone.

Just recently, I had experienced this moment in my life. I remember the day it first occurred, so clearly…

"Rainer, where is your brother?" my dad asked me while I was sitting in front of the TV, watching the news. I was waiting to see if any new deaths had been reported – such as the death of a Bella Swan, who's in Florida right now, visiting her mother with her fiancé, Edward Cullen.

Yes, I knew where she was. I had to pry the answer from her little group of friends to get it, though.

Ah… Bella Swan. What a beauty, she is. Ever since I first set my eyes on her fuck hot body, I've been driven crazy with infatuation and deep attraction. Her long brown hair, her doe brown eyes, her creamy pale skin that always turned a beautiful shade of red whenever she was embarrassed or thinking of something that unnerved her.

Somehow, ever since I came to Forks high school, she hadn't fallen for my charms. The other girls at the school had; they were absolutely smitten with me, and wanted to have the rights of calling Rainer Willowdrick as their boyfriend. I didn't care about the other girls. I played with them, yes, but it was Bella Swan who I wanted.

But, she was undeniably taken by that Cullen boy.

"Rainer!" my dad's booming voice called out. I jumped and whipped my head around, refocusing on reality once more. My dad was staring at me, waiting for me to answer his previous question. I sighed, and shrugged my shoulders, saying, "Beats me, dad. Hell should I know where my little brother runs off to. I'm not his keeper." with a scoff, I go back to watching the news.

He sighed heavily at my attitude, but otherwise went back to reading his newspaper.

Suddenly, as I was watching the news, my vision slipped. I was pulled from my living room, to another place at a different time.

Pulled from my present time to this foreign destination, I felt disoriented and out of place. The sun was cascading down onto me, gleaming through the open windows. It looked like I was in a room that resembled a living room of sorts. A stone fireplace was in front of me, while I was sitting on a hard wooden bench. The floors were a hard stone, while the walls were also made of stone.

I looked around, trying to figure out where I was. Nothing seemed familiar. I looked down, and noticed how different I looked. My clothes had been replaced with clothes that looked like they came from the renaissance or some very old middle aged clothing. I had tight pants that were tucked into old fashioned leather boots, while I wore a loose white shirt with flowing sleeves and a dark red vest like top on top of my shirt.

Plus, my hands seemed larger and manlier, with hair that grew from my arms coming down close to my hands.

"Eccotiil mioAdoneamato." a beautiful voice that sounded rich and melodious, sounded out from behind me. I turned my head, and my breath caught in my throat.

Standing behind me was a gorgeous woman who looked vaguely like Bella. She had beautiful glowing skin, with long dark hair pulled back into a tight braid. Her chocolate brown eyes looked at me with such love and adoration, while her beautiful pouty lips were pulled up into a glittering smile. Adorned on her thin body was a red dress that complimented her skin.

Somehow, I knew she was speaking Italian, and knew what to say back to this strange woman.

"Sono stato quitutto il tempo,la miaMarcia." I replied back in fluent Italian, standing to my feet. Her smile didn't slip, as she walked confidently over to me. She placed her tiny hands on my large, manly chest, and looked up at me with those big doe brown eyes that rocked me to my core. Something about this woman caused my heart to race, my blood to boil with unspeakable passion and desire, and it befuddled my mind. I didn't know I could feel like this about any woman – well, maybe except Bella.

"Sono cosìfelice che tu siamio marito,Adone.Ti amocosì tanto." the woman, Marcia, replied to me. She had said she was so happy that she married me, and that she loved me. My throat closed up as I felt so many emotions that coursed through me in that one moment. It was confusing that I felt this strongly about a woman that I felt like I knew so well when really I have no true idea of who she is. It's obvious to me that we are married, but I have no recollection of ever marrying a woman like her.

I leaned down, and kissed her lips tenderly, savoring her sweet taste on my chap lips.

"E ioti amo,Marcia." I murmured back. She gave me a warm smile, and then I was suddenly pulled back to reality.

My father was shaking my shoulders, calling out my name in a worried tone. My brother was there as well, his expression one of puzzlement. Once I could get a hold on where I was now, I explained to them what I had seen. Chase thought I had finally cracked, while my dad looked thoughtful as well as his expression looked haunted.

And, from then on, the visions of Marcia continued. Visions of her as a younger girl, of her and I together, walking the cobble streets of a sunny city in a different time period, of her and I getting married, of her and I spending our honeymoon, of her… lying in a pool of her own blood, her eyes unfocused and dead while her body was chillingly cold and pasty pale.

None of it made sense to me – that is until my father reminded me of that significant part of a pure blooded wizard's life that separates them from half-blooded wizards like my brother. We did more research about Marcia, and tried to see if I had somehow been reincarnated from being her husband to who I am now.

It turns out that there was actually a Marcia and an Adone back in that time period. They were well known as their families were high respected in that time. We were childhood sweethearts that were the best of friends, and as soon as we were adults, we married. But, somehow, early on in our marriage, something happened to my Marcia. She had been found dead in an alleyway, a slash cut deep into her mangled, bloody throat. The slash looked like one of a knife or a dagger, and someone had killed her, leaving her in the alleyway for her to bleed out until her beautiful body was empty of blood. The authorities during that time had accused me – I mean Adone – of killing her, and sent me to spend the rest of my life in prison.

Adone's brother vowed to him that he would find the real killer of his wife, and promised to clear his name. My father had actually been able to find old journals somewhere in our house, that was written by Adone's brother. He had recorded data about how after Marcia's body had been cleaned of all of the blood, that the slash in her throat didn't look to be a cut from a knife or dagger – but that it looked like it came from a razor sharp mouth who had bit and tore into her flesh.

Also, three days later, before the body was to be buried, the body of Marcia had disappeared. The family had searched and searched for her body for a proper burial, but could not find it. It was as if it had gotten up and walked away. But, the family had concluded that some body snatchers had somehow snuck into the house and stole the body for unknown reasons.

In the last journal entry, the brother of Adone had written that he went to see him in prison for a visit, and informed him of his wife's body's disappearance. He had written how grief stricken and depressed the brother was upon hearing the news, and wailed for freedom, wailed for his wife, wailed for the life he once had.

A month later, the husband, Adone, was found dead in his prison cell, from lack of eating and drinking to sustain his health.

My father believed that I was the reincarnation of Adone, somehow Chase was the reincarnation of Adone's brother. He was sure that they had come back to earth in the form of us, so that they could accomplish their mission in finding Marcia's body. And, after I had told him how Marcia looked like an exact replica of Bella, he believed Marcia's spirit was on this earth in the form of Bella as well.

It's been about two weeks since it has all happened. Bella knows that I know that her "family" is nothing more than bloodsucking evil demons. She knows that I am a wizard. And, I know that she is pregnant with his devil spawns. Yet, she has no idea that she is the reincarnation of Marcia, and that in the end, we will be together for forever like I plan on having.

Problem was, how am I supposed to convince her that she needs to get away from those evil creatures?

I heaved a sigh, and stood from my bed, ignoring my muscles that protested from being unlocked from the tight, stiff position I had been in for a long period of time. I grabbed my keys to my car that were sitting on top of my desk, and exited my bedroom. I walked downstairs, finding my brother and father in the living room, watching the news about the killings go on in Seattle.

"Where are you going?" Chase asked me warily, never straining his eyes from the TV. "Out." I grumbled, exiting the house without hearing my father's warning of staying far away from the Cullens. Every time I leave the damn house, he thinks I'm on a hell-bent mission of dropping by the lair of the vampires to get myself in trouble.

I drove around the dreary city for a long time, trying to come up with plans and ideas of how to convince Bella to stay away from her vampire fiancé.

Abruptly, while I was driving, I spotted her father's police cruiser. I used a spell that helped me read human's minds, and read his mind. I'm so glad that my baby girl is letting me drive her somewhere. She told me Edward was out camping this weekend with his brothers and father, and the Cullen girls were out shopping as of now. I don't want Bella driving around while she's pregnant; her bump is growing too quickly that I don't want her getting hurt. At least she won't be alone this afternoon. It's so nice of her to help Angela with her graduation invitations. His mind yelled at me while I watched his police cruiser drive by.

Yes! I thought in victory, and lazily followed behind his car, keeping my distance so that it wouldn't look like I was following him. It seems like the Cullens were out hunting – pfft, I knew they couldn't be out shopping and camping – where they left Bella all by herself. And, she was going to be at that Weber girl's house, with no one to protect her. It gave me the perfect opportunity to see if I could corner her somehow and try convincing her – or hell, even steal her away to safety – without any vampires interfering.

Finally, after many turns, we entered a neighborhood. I followed them through reading Mr. Swan's mind, instead of following them behind his police cruiser. I stopped at a corner, and watched how his cruiser drove up to a small two story white house that had to be the Weber home. A few minutes later, Bella walked out of the car. She looked radiant with her brown hair pulled up into a loose bun, while wearing a sweater dress with low heeled boots. And, like Mr. Swan had thought, her bump was now a little larger than the last time I had seen it.

I growled, but otherwise watched her wave to the car before walking up to the front door while the cruiser drove off. The door opened where I faintly see Angela there; she let Bella in, and closed the door behind her. I said a spell that would give me supersonic hearing, and listened to them talk.

"Thank you so much for helping me with this, Bella. I really, really appreciate it." Angela said to Bella while I could hear them walking up the stairs. "It's not a problem, Angela. I really don't mind." Bella's sweet voice replied. "I would've gotten Ben to help me, but he wanted to go see that new ninja movie with Mike so badly that I couldn't hold him hostage in helping me." Angela explained with a laugh, and I heard Bella giggle in response.

I heard a door open, followed by Bella's high pitched gasp of an "Oh!" Maybe Weber's stack of invitations needed was more than she expected. "I'm really sorry about the amount, but my mom wants me to send them out to all of my relatives." Angela apologized. But, Bella – bless her golden heart – brushed it off and asked her to put her to work. Twenty minutes went by without any conversation; only the sound of writing and putting invitations into envelopes.

"So, you're wedding is coming up pretty fast." Angela finally broke the silence. I growled again; really? Now I'll have to suffer through wedding talk. "Yeah. I'm so glad that soon, I'll be Mrs. Cullen." Bella gushed, sighing in what sounded like a happy tone. "I'm happy that you're happy, Bella. You're lucky in finding Edward. He's the perfect guy for you." Angela replied. "I know he is the perfect guy. He's kind, caring, intelligent, funny, and makes me feel safe. Plus, he's sexy as hell." Bella said, and both girls giggled.

"I'll say he's very handsome, but I'm ecstatic that I found my Ben. By the way, Bella, I don't know how I can ever thank you enough for letting me be a bridesmaid in your wedding. Jess and I just can't wait to walk down the aisle beside our men." Angela told her, where I heard Bella giggle again. "I wouldn't want to have my wedding without you girls; you two are my closest best friends, like Emily and Nalani, and Alice and Rosalie. You six are the best, and make me feel so loved." Bella said, and I heard Angela "awww" at her.

They continued talking about drabble – wedding, the dresses, flowers, and all of that crap. An hour later, it seemed like Bella was finished with helping Angela. A rusty red Rabbit drove down the road, and parked itself in front of Angela's home. The car horn blared, where soon, Bella left the little white home and got in the little car, before it drove off.

My mind was made up when the car disappeared from my sight. I knew what I had to do.

It was crazy, but I'm already insane enough.

Time to put my plan into action.

A/N: Okay, so sorry the ending was a little confusing and maybe really bad, and that the chapter seemed so damn short. I have two reasons for the ending, though: one, because I don't want to spoil anything, and two, because I really want to get to the wedding. I feel like I've been putting it off for too long, and I think now is a good time as any to do the wedding.

So, what did you think of the first non-Bella POV chapter? Was anyone expecting it at all? XD

Also, what do you think Rainer's plan is? I'm not going to be giving away any hints about it until we get to do another Rainer POV.

And, what do you think happened to Marcia's body? I think I made it a little too obvious, but I would love to hear what your theories are about it. ;D

Reviews would be greatly appreciated, everyone. Next up – the wedding of Edward and Bella! Finally~ 8D

Bye for now,

~*Lady Lily of Darkness*~

PS – Sorry if any of the Italian dialogue used in the chapter was incorrect, and if any of the other dialogues in previous chapters were wrong. My only way of getting Italian dialogue is through Google Translator, and even that isn't entirely 100% accurate. :P