James POV
It's strange how a woman can be so strong, yet so weak. So kind, yet so cruel. Isabella Candella is an oddity, for sure. But sometimes it is the oddities that turn out to be the most valuable. After all, she wouldn't raise her voice at anyone in her human life, nor would she have harmed another living being, but now she's one of the most violent people I have ever met. Sometimes, she'll tear her meals limb from limb, feed from them, and be long gone before the police even get the call. I will never understand how she can do this. Perhaps it's a part of her gift? I may never know.
Victoria POV
Lucky us, the little mirror-shield decided to drag us off before we could finish our meal...again. That stupid bitch doesn't let us have any damn fun. Of course she won't. She doesn't even follow a healthy diet. The sweeter the scent, the stronger she'll become from their blood. But she chooses to kill criminals instead. Weirdo.
Bella POV
Those damned fools! He had a camera nearby! It triggered an alarm to signal the police! How could they be so stupid? They put all of us in danger with the Volturi just to get a quick snack? Could they have been any more conspicuous? I cannot believe I turned down that full time position on the guard for this shit. I could be living like a princess right now if I took it. Instead I'm stuck dealing with this absolute bullshit.
Damn you, Victoria. Damn you, Laurent. James is at least somewhat sensible. He advised against attacking here, as had I. But these fools insisted that it would be fine. If I had the authority to do so, I would execute them both here and now. But of course, my job is simply track down prisoners and bring them to the Volturi. All together, or in pieces. After all, they can still be put back together until they're burnt.
Ugh. I seriously need to find my mate so I'll have a proper excuse to ditch these clowns. And perhaps I will finally find someone who understands me. Someone who understands, loves, and respects me just the way I am. A man who won't judge my diet just because he doesn't understand it, or because he doesn't respect it.
Just because I'm different doesn't mean that I'm bad or dangerous. Aro and the brothers know that, so why doesn't anyone else? I dunno, but I don't have time to deal with that now either. I have to find a way to deal with this mess, and fast. How could I do that though? I would have to be very careful, but I might be able to disguise this as an animal attack. I'm sure a bear would work with the damage they've done.
I jump down from the tree and sprint into the woods, signaling for my coven mates to stay in hiding. I go where nobody can see me and shut my eyes, I need to concentrate if I want this to work. I'm not a normal vampire. Not by a long shot. I am a mirror-shield. When I touch a gifted vampire I absorb their power and can use it as my own. Aro has had me shake hands with the entire Volturi guard, just so I'd be prepared in case of an emergency. One of the guards, Lilac, has the power of shape shifting. And now, so do I. The gift is useful when these imbeciles cause trouble.
I focus on the animal I want, a giant black bear. A bear so big that it could cause the insane, inhuman, damages cause to the surrounding area. I need to be able to protect these fools, even though they drive me fucking nuts. They saved my life when they had no obligation to. They took me in and protected me against the Volturi themselves when they had no reason to do so.
Victoria often tells me that James was incredibly violent before I came around. He may be his mate, but he sees me as his baby sister. Or at least that's what I'm told. Nobody understands how the fuck I handle all this shit. Going through several lifetimes without any human contact has been really rough, but I manage it. It's difficult, and sometimes unbearable, but I get through everything.
I open my eyes and see the form I took,the bear I wanted. I smile and destroy the security cameras and make a bit more of a mess before going into the woods and leading them east. The trail will vanish from there. Nobody can ever find out what really happened here. No evidence can be left behind.