Title: Intrinsic Fascination
Author: pantheradraconis
Rating: M
Pairing: Bella/Rosalie
Summary: The world is filled with billions of people; a new breath is taken every second. A last breath is taken as well. But the cycle continues, on and on; who would bother noticing when someone doesn't quite fit into this cycle…
"Everything is energy and that's all there is to it. Match the frequency of the reality you want and you cannot help but get that reality. It can be no other way. This is not philosophy. This is physics."- Albert Einstein
The rest of the Olympic coven arrived but there was very little they could do. Esme restrained Rosalie, holding her back from trying to fight any more. Carlisle attempted to convince Felix to allow Bella to stay with them but Felix insisted she must be taken to Volterra for review. Unwittingly, Carlisle agreed and the Cullens made plans to travel to Volterra in hopes they could save Bella's afterlife.
Once the Volturi left, Rosalie destroyed the clearing, leaving only a smoking crater behind.
The flight to Italy was excruciatingly long. Rosalie sat beside Emmett glaring out the window at the immense ocean. They had only just left Newfoundland behind so the flight had another seven hours to Florence. Rosalie absentmindedly itched at her left arm where Demetri had left a sizable gouge. It was mostly healed but the tightened skin was irritating her. When they were flying over Canada, she had the distraction of watching the people mill around below here, at least when the cloud coverage wasn't too thick. Now, the limited amount of sea life and ships weren't enough.
She turned her attention to the people around her while still focusing on the waves below. Emmett was turning down food options for Rosalie, keeping the flight attendant from bothering her. Jasper was talking about the attack. A part of Rosalie didn't want to listen, didn't want to replay what happened but a few words snuck in and she listened intently.
"When I passed by Bella's house, there were three wolves lying in the yard whimpering as if they had been in a fight but most of them looked to be unscathed. At least, they should have been in fighting order. I couldn't find the fourth one that was supposed to be there and moreover where was the rest of the pack?"
"We need to tell them what happened," Edward commented. "They probably have no idea if they're still in that state."
"We need to tell Charlie, too." Alice agreed uncomfortably.
Rosalie listened to the group shuffle tensely in their seats. She realized she should really be the one to call Charlie but had no idea what to say. How do you explain that your only daughter has been turned into a vampire? That she was taken by a secret vampiric government to another continent to be questioned and studied? Because that's what the Volturi do, right? They protect the vampires and reign over them with their rules and laws but they also study. They collect special vampires and use them to control the minions below them.
It was like walking into a fairy tale or a conspiracy theory. There was so much Rosalie really didn't know about the Volturi that made all the rumors and ridiculous comments feel real when faced with meeting them. She shook her head and closed her eyes, a few tears escaped and Emmett squeezed her hand. Rosalie hadn't even realized he had been holding it.
As she took a deep breath, ready to take action, Rosalie sighed in relief. She could hear Esme on the phone with Charlie. It wasn't going well but it was being taken care of. Charlie was shouting questions while apologizing for his anger. Esme had that effect on people, no one ever wanted to be mad with her but Rosalie could understand Charlie's rage.
Carlisle was having a much more subdued conversation with Sam. It appeared the wolves had been hit with an alpha command that left them not quite paralyzed but unable to move all the same. What was strange was that they had no idea who gave the command. Even Sam couldn't fight against it. The only way they were able to come out of it was because Jacob broke free and eventually got Sam through as well. When they were able to regroup, the wolves ran to Bella's and tried to figure out where everyone had gone but weren't getting anywhere. The phone call helped with the confusion but didn't relieve any of the tension. Rosalie could hear the wolves howling in the background of Sam. It was a howl full of fear, resentment, and anger.
The fight with Laurent came back to mind and Rosalie grew angry. She was so mad at Edward for not protecting Bella but at the same time had no idea how he could have against that monster. Laurent was calm and reserved and incredibly powerful. Rosalie leaned forward and waited as Carlisle hung up.
"Yes, Rosalie?" He asked, feeling her leaning toward him.
"Do you know Laurent?"
"No, I've never met him exactly but I do know of him."
"Oh really?" Esme asked leaning against him. Her conversation with Charlie had brought her mood down considerably.
"He had tried to join the Volturi some years ago, I believe it was the middle 1800s?" His voice grew far away as if he was attempting to bring up a memory. "He stayed on for a few months and worked with Aro to find powerful candidates. Laurent was actually the one that brought in Jane and Alec."
"The Witch Twins?" Emmett asked a little too loudly.
Carlisle grimaced but nodded his head.
"I thought Jane and Alec had been around for centuries," Alice said quietly. She had met the Volturi just after she had been changed by Carlisle. They had tried to bring her in but she refused, wishing to stay with Carlisle. Aro had agreed but very reluctantly. There was no doubt in any of the Olympic coven's minds that Aro would take Alice if given the chance.
"That's because of how powerful an influence they truly hold." Carlisle agreed. "But no, Laurent worked with Aro to find them, then Laurent changed them just after they turned 13. Aro would have waited, would have let them age to a comfortable adulthood. I remember Aro explaining this to me just after Laurent had left. Apparently, he had hoped he would be a replacement for me, in a way, at least that's the feeling I got from Marcus and Caius." His voice grew far away and he stopped his mutterings.
"Why did he leave the Volturi?" Edward asked.
"Aro didn't trust him," Carlisle answered quickly. "He had been traveling with Vladimir and Stefan."
"From the Romanian coven?"
"Yes, they took him in for a while, I believe. May have even been the ones to inform him of the Volturi."
The conversation continued with the rise and power of the Romanian coven and how their downfall came from the Volturi but the destruction of both covens brought havoc to the vampire world. In the end, it seemed as if the Egyptian coven would reign but once Aro had control of Jane and Alec, no one else stood a chance. They finished off the Romanian stragglers and brought the Egyptians to their knees.
"Centuries of power and then wiped out by some kids." Emmett shook his head. "I would have liked to meet Vladimir. He was practically the classic Dracula."
"In a way, Laurent was the one that saved the Volturi," Edward added in a confused manner. "Is that why they let him go earlier?"
"We shall have to ask them ourselves," Carlisle frowned.
The rest of the trip seemed to take ages but Rosalie was able to rest her eyes. She thought of Bella's brown eyes and how she spent so much time pushing the girl away. She thought of when they'd first met. She thought of when she walked Bella home and leaned in to kiss her neck, how her fangs came out and almost pierced her skin. How she almost couldn't control her thirst yet at the same time felt compelled to protect the girl. She thought about how even now her blood called out to her. She thought about how she'd tasted the last time they kissed, their own blood mixed together from their injuries.
She thought about how long it had taken her to drop her walls and simply let the girl in. And how the second she did, Bella was stolen from her. Changed and, most likely, being manipulated. Would she still be the same girl now that she's a vampire? Will the bloodlust consume her and the Volturi control her?
Rosalie needed to get to Volterra and get her girl back.
Charlie pulled his truck up to Billy's house and jumped out, quickly grabbing his shotgun and marching up to the front door. He didn't even have to knock before Jake and Billy came out onto the small porch and eyed him cautiously.
"Where are they?" Billy shouted, holding his shotgun down at his side. "Where did they take Bella?"
Jake looked at Billy and then back at Charlie. "You need to talk to Sam."
Charlie held his shotgun up across his chest and shouted back, "I'm talking to you two! Where is Bella?"
"Charlie, you need to relax." Billy started to say before Charlie lifted his shotgun and shot their mailbox.
"Where is Bella?!" He screamed before lowering his gun with an apologetic look on his face. His rage and fury seemed to seep out of him before he dropped to his knees. "I am about as calm as any father would be in this situation."
Billy rolled down the front ramp before Jake could stop him. He came up next to Charlie and laid a hand on his shoulder. He looked back at Jake, who nodded before taking off, a loud crack signalled his change and he was gone.
Billy turned back to Charlie and said, "It's the feeling of being defenseless."
Charlie looked up at his friend and nodded. He often forgot Billy was in a wheelchair. Not quite literally, he saw the chair, but he forgot the amount of trauma Billy had gone through, how much had really changed for him beyond the physical. One day they were best friends that jumped off cliffs and rode dirt bikes; Billy just had to disappear sometimes for wolf stuff. The next day, Billy was in so much pain due to a vampire crushing his spine and there were no doctors that could help him. Charlie felt useless and Billy felt like he'd lost a part of himself. When his spine couldn't heal properly he could no longer shift. The depression that followed took years from his life.
"How do you remain human when surrounded by all these supernatural beings?" Charlie asked quietly. "Sometimes I think my pure will of needing to help will make me more than what I am."
"Sometimes I think you may be right." Billy smiled down at Charlie. He held out his hand and helped Charlie stand up.
"Bella was always meant for this life." Charlie added, looking out over the horizon. He could see Jacob's wolf running back toward them. "I think I've lost her to them."
Billy frowned at his lap and nodded. When Jacob arrived, the two men followed him back to the central lodge to await news.
The cinnamon brown stone surrounding them as they walked through the central streets of Volterra made Rosalie feel sick. This city was known as a sanctuary, a place of freedom and stability, a place where any man, woman or child can live with no fear of the supernatural. It was also the store front to an underground vampire mob. She felt like she was walking through Sicily to meet the Mafia or through Kobe to meet the Yamaguchi-gumi. It's all business up front but behind the scenes was a lot of blood.
When they finally arrived at the central clock tower, they were met by a vampire guard who wore a stunning red dress and smiled as if she were the devil herself.
"Welcome to Volterra, Olympic coven. I am Heidi and will be your guide into the, let's say, darker side of Volterra." She grinned brightly at Rosalie before turning to leave down a side street.
As if compelled by an unknown force, Rosalie immediately began following the woman down the street, around a few corners, and through a large, ornate door. The door was hidden from the regular street, but had the Volturi crest emblazoned across the front of it made of gold and rubies.
Emmett went to reach out and touch the door but was quickly slapped away by Jasper. He frowned but stared at the crest as they walked through. The halls became dark even as the light stone lead them down a long hallway.
When they reached a second door, also marked with the Volturi crest, they bottlenecked until Heidi opened the door and gestured them through. Rosalie followed Carlisle and Esme out into a large lobby made entirely out of gold laced marble. There were large pillars, gargoyles and several other architectural nuances that Rosalie was sure would be interesting if she wasn't so nervous. She wanted to see Bella and she wanted to see her now. The entire trip plus this slow introduction added up to three days since she had been taken.
Why hadn't they come sooner? Why hadn't she bottled up her rage and left with the Volturi directly? Why was the Volturi stalling?
"Welcome to the Volturi coven's humble abode." Heidi commented with a sickenly sweet voice. She beckoned them to follow her past a front desk area where a young, very human, girl sat uncomfortably. As the Olympic coven walked by she fidgeted until Jasper casted a soothing effect over her. Sheepishly she smiled and waved before her attention was brought to the large front doors.
Rosalie turned around to see a small tour group being ushered through the doors by Afton. She tried to stop, to go over to him and demand where Bella was, but her feet refused and she continued to follow Heidi. Just before he went out of view, Afton looked up and shared a moment with Rosalie, almost as if he was sorry for taking Bella, but the moment was gone before she could believe it was real.
The coven was quickly brought to another set of large doors. These ones were black, a stark contrast to the white marble, and opened slowly as if on automatic hinges. They walked into a large black marble room, decorated with banners of the Volturi crest and pronounced with three large thrones.
Emmett almost laughed at the grandeur of it all but Edward pinched him before he let his thoughts fall out his mouth.
"My darling, Carlisle!" A shriek voice called out as if by a school boy. "You have finally come back to us."
"It is good to see you, Aro." Carlisle commented firmly but not unkindly. "I wish it was under better circumstances."
"Oh but it is!" Aro sat up from his throne and pulled Carlisle into a large hug. He was of average height, no taller than Carlisle, and average build. His skin was a milky white color as if made of layers of an onion. The color contrasted greatly to his long black hair which seemed to dance behind his head. The man was like the building itself, a contrast of light and dark.
On the other two thrones sat an older man with a completely expressionless face, pale skin and dark lips. His hair was long but didn't move nor call attention to it the way Aro's did. The other man looked to be barely older than Rosalie herself and held a scowl so sharp she thought he might be able to kill with a glare. Apart from this, he appeared to be quite handsome and tall with medium length blonde hair.
"I can't say I agree," Carlisle responded back to Aro. "Can we see Bella?"
"Oh, yes, yes, of course, in time." Aro replied. Rosalie let out a sharp growl which only seemed to amuse Aro more as he turned to make introductions. "Of course you know but let me share with the rest of the coven. This here is Marcus and Caius. They are both simply exhausted with enthusiasm over our new vampire."
Emmett barked a quick laugh, which everyone ignored. Carlisle made his own introductions but the only one Aro paid attention to was Alice.
"I do remember this one." He said in a giddy tone. "May I?" He reached his hands out as if to hold Alice's. Jasper stiffened but Alice merely shrugged and placed her hands in Aro's. The other two sat forward in their thrones and watched as Aro looked up at the ceiling. He seemed to be enjoying himself and forgot everyone else in the room. After a few minutes, he finally let go.
Turning back to the other two he almost spun in place before stating, "I can't see her, not at all. It's simply amazing. I can see Alice and all of her visions with everyone else and yet she doesn't have any involving the new one." He clapped his hands together and really did spin this time.
"That is very interesting," Remarked Marcus slowly, cautiously.
"That is very dangerous," Caius stated with contempt.
"We already talked about this," Aro said, his voice deepening slightly.
"You talked about this," Caius barked back. He lifted his hand in the air dismissively and added, "Do what you will but do it quickly. I am done with this one."
Aro let a look of anger flash in his eyes before he turned back to Carlisle and smiled brightly. "Some of us may be a little jealous." He said as if sharing a secret. Caius rolled his eyes in reply and Aro continued, "We will be feasting soon and although you are welcome to join us," He paused for a moment as if expecting one of them to agree. "But of course I know of your alternate ways. There are, um, donated vials in the guest rooms. Please help yourself."
Aro gestured for the Olympic coven to follow Heidi out to some guest rooms but Rosalie walked up to him, effectively cutting him off from his throne, and asked, "Where is Bella?"
He looked at Rosalie slowly, almost reached out for her but she swayed slightly away from him. She knew his power, his trick. She knew that a mere touch would allow him to search the minds of those he touched for as long as their skin remained in contact. The gift was subpar to Edward's but still disgusted her. She flinched involuntarily away before being forced to follow Heidi out of the room.
She turned back just before the doors closed to see Marcus staring at her as if he'd just woken up from a dream. For a mad moment she thought he was going to get up and follow her but something else caught his attention and the door closed.
They walked down several corridors and past a multitude of doors before Heidi stopped and pointed at four identical doors.
"These will be your rooms, you may divide them however you wish. If you need anything, simply pick up the phone provided in each room."
She was gone before Rosalie could ask where Bella was. Desperate, she followed Carlisle and Esme into one of the rooms, the other four entered as well.
"I need to find her." Rosalie stated clearly.
"I know, I'm sorry." Carlisle replied. "I'm trying to play their game of caring and false pretensions but I had forgotten just how turned around Aro can make you feel."
"Even trying to understand his thoughts makes me feel like I'm riding a merry-go-round." Edward commented before taking a seat in a large, plush chair. Emmett and Alice sat down on a lounge couch but the rest of them remained standing and on guard. Rosalie didn't have time to look around the room or take in the grandeur of the furniture and the paintings. She could only focus on one thing.
Carlisle walked over to the phone and held it to his ear. "Hello, yes, this is Carlisle. Yes, that Carlisle. I need, not exactly. Well, yes, thank you. I would like to see Bella." The last sentence came out a bit harsher than Carlisle normally spoke and surprised everyone in the room. "Of course, thank you."
He turned back to the group, unconsciously holding onto Esme's shoulder for support. "They said they'd have someone call me back." His voice was exasperated and his shoulders sagged.
"They're playing us," Jasper noted, finally saying what everyone was thinking.
"I do believe they are, yes." Carlisle agreed.
"Well I'm not going to stand around so close to her and not do anything." Rosalie pushed open the door and walked confidently down the hall. She took a left, then a right followed by another right. Corridor after corridor and nothing looked familiar yet it all looked the same. She knew she was moving farther down, below the streets of Volterra but she couldn't find her way.
"No, we came from that direction, let's try this way." Edward said after nearly thirty minutes of travel. Rosalie jumped slightly at the sound of his voice, she hadn't realized he was there. She looked past him to see Emmett trying random doorknobs. Most came up locked but a few he opened and looked into before shaking his head. They had followed her straight out the room and were helping her. She smiled at her brothers before nodding and moving in the direction Edward suggested.
They continued downward, not quite in a spiral but never coming to any stairs. They felt the earth round them, the cold seeping into their bones. They moved swiftly and with purpose so that anyone they met on their way ignored them. Most were visiting vampires of no importance to the Olympic coven but a few were Voturi guards, wearing the same traveling gear Rosalie and Emmett had seen before. Others wore casual clothes but always marked in blacks and reds with the Volturi crest visible.
At an intersection, Rosalie decided to go left but Edward held out his hand to stop her.
"I hear someone that way, someone that is thinking about Bella, thinking about you."
"Does he know where Bella is?" Rosalie asked while half pulling her body away from his grasp. She wanted answers.
"I think he was the one that brought her here?" Edward asked confused.
"Afton." Emmett nodded his head. "He moves like a ghost, as if you can't really put your hands on him. I think it's a manipulation gift. Obviously he's there but you can't touch him, or maybe he's not really there he projects a vision of him while he is somewhere else. I don't know, man. It's all really trippy."
Rosalie pulled out of Edward's grip and rushed down the hall.
"Afton?" She called out in front of her. She couldn't have possibly been imagining the look he gave her earlier. There was something more going on here and right then, Afton was Rosalie's only lead. "Afton?"
Once she was around the corner, Afton appeared. Rosalie reached out to grab him but missed or he moved. She twirled around and stood. Emmett and Edward came around the bend and skidded to a stop.
Emmett raised his hands and said, "Just here to talk."
Afton was standing at a slight crouch, a definite defensive stance. He stayed in the stance while slowly watching each of three vampires before him. He quickly looked behind him before nodding at Rosalie.
"I need to see Bella," Rosalie said without a second thought. "You know where she is."
Afton looked over at Edward who nodded. In the vampire world, it seemed that some gifts were well known.
"Will you bring us to her?" Edward asked.
Afton shook his head slowly. "I can bring only the girl. I can only hide one."
Rosalie looked back at her brothers and nodded once before moving toward Afton.
"Can you at least tell us when to expect her back?" Emmett asked obviously uncomfortable with letting Rosalie leave with this vampire.
Afton thought for a moment before replying, "Meet me back at the lounge there in an hour."
Edward and Emmett nodded. "We'll wait there," Emmett added watching Afton take Rosalie's hand and the two seemed to disappear down the hall.
Rosalie felt the corridors move around her more than she felt herself move. Afton's steps barely touched the floor, his hands almost seemed to vanish through doors before they opened. He moved with a swiftness few vampires were trained with yet his appeared to be natural.
Even at this quick paced it seemed to take several minutes before Afton slowed at a door. The outside looked complete unassuming but Rosalie felt a coldness in the air she had never felt before.
"She's in here. I'll open the door and you can go in but," Afton started to say a warning but Rosalie didn't want to hear anything about it.
"Just let me in, you're wasting time."
"Very well." Afton opened the door with a key from an inner pocket of his jacket.
Rosalie walked into a large bedroom suite much the same as the one Carlisle, Esme, Jasper, and Alice were in. It reminded her of a basic, high-scale hotel with beautiful furnishings, a large bed, fully stocked kitchenette, and what she presumed to be a large bathroom suite off to the right. She walked in slowly, not seeing anyone around.
She moved slowly about the room searching for anything that would tell her Bella was there. There was no suitcase, no random books, not notebooks or scattered pens, no photos of her loved ones. The room held no sign of anyone even living in it. The bed was perfectly made, the tv was off, the mini fridge fully stocked. She walked into the large bathroom suite but all the towels were folded perfectly, there was no water splashed on the sink, the TP roll was cornered and untouched.
Rosalie walked back in the bedroom to see Bella standing in the middle staring at her. She rushed over quickly but Bella held her hand up and Rosalie stopped just out of reach.
"You came," Bella said but it didn't sound like her. Her voice sounded so far away, so strange.
"Of course I came."
"They told me you wouldn't follow."
"I would follow you anywhere and everywhere." Rosalie said softly.
Bella searched Rosalie's eyes before nodding, "I know."
It was Bella, it truly was. She looked the same yet different. There were bags beneath her eyes which were dark and rarely blinked. She moved with purpose but slowly and gracefully. Her lips were full and red. She was beautiful. Rosalie wanted to kiss her.
"I came here with the family. We're here to take you home." Rosalie said softly. Her arms tried to reach out Bella but the look she was given made them fall back to her sides. "We never meant for this to happen."
Bella laughed. Bella cackled. Bella cried and howled.
"Ever since I met you it's been one big case of 'we never meant for this to happen' after another!" She screamed.
Rosalie wanted to cry. She wanted to collapse into herself and find a reset button. She wanted to start over. She wanted to fix things.
"I…"
"Stop, it doesn't matter." Bella said. Her voice held no emotion, no sadness, no joy. It fell flat and heartless. "Beyond the beautiful mess my life has become there is a bigger struggle."
"What do you mean?"
"The balance of power has been tipped and the vampiric world may very well fall."
Rosalie stared at Bella in disbelief. "The Volturi are in power. There is no one at this time that overrule them. I mean, unless the Egyptian coven is still attempting to rise to power in the shadows." Rosalie shook her head. "How did you even come into vampire politics? You're 3 days old!"
Bella nodded slowly. "You know, I woke up in this room and the very first thing I did was search for you. A vampire named Corin told me I was safe here and needed to drink some blood to complete my transition. Another vampire named Chelsea told me you weren't coming and that the Voturi were my coven now." Bella let out a soft cough of a laugh. "That's when they sent in the twins. Apparently they're called the Witch twins. Do you know of them?"
Rosalie growled out, "Did they hurt you?"
Bella turned her head ever so slightly. "No," she said slowly. "They tried but they couldn't."
Rosalie growled again but softly added, "I'm glad you weren't hurt."
"You are, aren't you." Bella said. She sounded like she wasn't entirely sure who Rosalie was anymore. Like she was keeping the older vampire at arm's length. "I was left alone with Alec and Jane for several hours. Jane was exhausted after trying every trick she could think of. She was the point where she wanted to simply rip me apart with her hands. That's when Alec stepped in. I felt his gift and I let it in."
Rosalie gasped, "Why would you?"
"So you know what his gift is?"
Rosalie nodded slowly, "He has the ability to take away all the senses. To leave a person completely helpless."
"Yes but he can also manipulate which senses he removes. Mostly, on missions and such so the rumor of his power was passed on to show this, he removes all senses. However, he can simply remove sight or touch. I let him in and used him to drink the blood to complete my transition. You see, I've never been good with blood and couldn't get myself to stomach it down. He saw me latch onto his gift and use it for my own needs.
"Jane was furious but Alec was curious. It is strange to know just how similar yet different those two are. So often people lumped them into one unit with Jane in the front. Alec often gets ignored which he prefers. As I said, we had a long time to talk. They helped me, in their own way. I am still using Alec's gift, you see. I'm using it to shut down my desires, my needs. I am not complete helpless but I am numb."
"Why would you want to be numb?" Rosalie asked cautiously. There was a time in her life were the feeling of nothingness would have been a welcome reprieve. She never wanted Bella to feel the same way.
"I don't," Bella replied. "To be honest, having you around is really making it hard to keep up Alec's gift. You make me want to feel again."
Rosalie felt the tears fall down her face but her thoughts were still so confused. "Come back to me."
Bella's voice broke, "I can't yet. There is something more powerful within me that I can't beat. Something that calls to me, tells me to do horrible things."
"What is doing this to you? How can I help? What do I need to do?"
Bella looked up at the ceiling and blinked a few times. "It's Laurent." She turned her blurry vision back to Rosalie. "His blood, his gift, his power. It's all the same. He controls those he turns. He controls those that are turned by his own. His blood is so powerful it calls out to me to go home to him."
"How are you fighting against that?"
"Because your blood is in me too." Bella closed her eyes. "It's another reason of how I knew you would come for me but I'm not ready yet. I'm not strong enough yet." She opened her eyes which had turned into a strained red tinge. "Jane and Alec have been fighting him for so long. Chelsea's gift keeps them here but Laurent is stronger. He's so strong. He has blood in vampires all over the world. He pulls the string and we all come dancing at his beck and call. I'm not strong enough to hold him off, Rosalie…"
Her name was lost on Bella's lips as the smaller girl fell to the ground. Rosalie reached her hands around Bella before a sharp pain shocked through her body. She was tossed to the side and Bella was lifted into her bed. Rosalie pulled herself to see Jane and Alec standing between her and Bella.
"You need to go," Alec said sharply. His voice was deep and surprising for his young body. He was tall and thin and completely unintimidating. Jane was shorter, her long blonde hair was pulled tight in a bun and her eyes crinkled with hatred. "I have her, she is safe."
"Safe with the two of you?" Rosalie balked back.
"We are coven mates, whether we like it or not." Jane spat. Rosalie felt a tremor of pain rushing through her body but it was only a warning.
"Come back tomorrow." Alec said softly. Jane looked at him like she was going to argue but he shook his head. "She needs her, that much is obvious." He turned back to Rosalie. "Come back tomorrow but with a more strategic mind. It helps."
Jane rolled her eyes and growled. Rosalie took a few steps towards the bed, just far enough to see Bella's peaceful sleeping body. She ached to lie down beside her but held back. She needed to talk to her family. They need a vastly different plan than the one they came with.
A/N: So the rules are that a human needs to die with vampire blood in their system. They then need to drink blood within 24 hours of their death or else they die for good. Its the Vampire Diaries rules, which I liked far more than Twilight's. Laurent's gift or power is Mastery. Any vampire that has his blood in their system (or the blood of someone who has his blood, aka if James had successfully turned Bella) he controls that vampire. More to come in future chapters.
[Horseshoefijzer] You are correct, this is not the climax but another twist in the story. We are going to see quite a bit of the Volturi, a little more of the Denali coven, a lot more of the wolves and maybe a few more (honestly I don't want to get lost in it all but we shall see).
[thatdamnyank] I hope this is a good 'well dang'? Do I get another?
[JenDamn] I like to put a lot in a chapter and then talk about it. We talked a bit about it but a lot happened in this chapter too. I might need to talk it out in the net chapter before some more action happened.
[puzzlepiece10] Charlie is important and I will keep him as a family figure instead of just a side character. Too often he gets pushed aside for being human. Same with Angela and Jessica and a few others. I'll work on bringing it all back together, slowly yet effectively.
[Tohshi] I hope my explanation of vampire changes made sense. Let me know if you need any more explanation.
[Carox1390] Always 3