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Here's chapter ten from me to you! Hope you like it! It was difficult to write, let me tell ya! I hope I did it justice.

I am truly amazed and speechless at your kind words, and suggestions and praise. I can barely contain myself!

One of you have requested another story with Marcus in it, and it certainly sparked some ideas, several to be frank, including a love triangle. I will get on it when this one is done. I promise!

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Rating; Mature for very strong sexual content and emotional distress.

Trigger warning; mention of violence against minors, r*pe, and murder.

And now, without further ado; I present to you;

Chapter ten: Beyond The Invisible.

A small reminder of the cliffhanger I left for you;

"Do not worry," I said soothingly. "By the sounds of things, I think they all fled the castle,"

She scowled at me, apparently not appeased. I took her hand, pulling her with me out through the door, kissing her gently on the lips as we went.

I halted suddenly, aware of a new scent in the room. Looking up from her lips, my eyes met Edward's.

Aro's POV

Isabella and I stood frozen, looking at Edward. He was taking in our rather ruffled state.

"So," I said slowly. "You have returned,"

He didn't answer at first. He was staring at Isabella, like she had just landed from the moon. His eyes roamed her sheet clad body. My mind went dark. He was not looking at her like that, not if he knew what was good for him.

"How long have you been standing there?" I asked, my voice tense.

His eyes switched to mine.

"Long enough, Aro," He licked his lips. Right, he must have heard at least some of our passion then. Great.

"You turned her? When?" He asked.

"Yes, I did, and she has almost just awakened."

My mind flashed through the last three days of waiting at her side.

Edward gasped as he saw her emeciated body in my mind, broken on the bed, a pained expression on his face.

"You saved her," he stated in a gruff voice. I nodded, showing him how she had been found, and the disposal of Victoria in my mind. I also showed him how I had turned her, letting every emotion hit him like a garbage truck. He deserved all the pain he felt. He stepped back slightly, his eyes looking into mine. A small scoff escaping him, as he seemed to understand just what the girl meant to me.

He glanced at Isabella again, nodding ar her.

"How do you feel?" he asked in a small voice. It was clear he was doing his best to keep his cool.

She looked at him for a long moment. I felt certain that I saw a flash of anger in her eyes.

"I am finally a vampire, Edward. How do you think I feel? I feel strong, I feel no pain. I do feel anger though. Are you really interested in how I feel, Edward? Your track record tells me you never listen to me, anyway, so why should I even bother?"

"Of course I am interested in your well-being. I just can't seem to understand... Everything that has happened. Your feelings towards him," he nodded at me. I scowled at the boy. Careful Edward.

"There is nothing to understand, boy. Isabella is my mate. How is that a difficult concept?" I said angrily.

He looked away from us, not seeming able to find the words to express his feelings.

"Look, we are all pretty tired of your antics, even Carlisle, so will you please just accept what is. You can read my mind for god's sake, Edward. Do you still maintain that I am using Isabella? Controlling her? Really?"

His face darkened, as he again began losing control of his emotions. He took an angry step towards me, glaring.

I had had enough. In a flash I had him around the neck, holding him against the wall, a snarl in my throat.

"You forget your place, boy," I hissed into his face. He struggled, but there was nothing he could do to avoid me looking into his soul.

I took in everything, as I glared into his black eyes. His jumbled emotions washed over me. He was certainly angry with me, feeling like I had snatched the one good thing from him. He was more angry at himself though. He had left her in the first place. He felt like it was the biggest mistake of his life. He was in denial at who's fault it was. I also saw how he had acted with my Isabella right before her abduction. I felt cold steely anger rise in my chest, as I saw how he had hurt her. I wanted nothing more than to dispose of him.

Then I coasted through his feelings towards his family. Carlisle had been his salvation, against himself. His tight relationship with Alice. He needed that again, though I could see how he resisted it hard. He wanted to hurt. Needing to suffer. But why? I ran through his emotions, trying to see the reason for this self-hatred. He never seemed to forgive himself for his antics as a younger vampire. He had killed people, though they seemed to be bad people.

He seemed to be stuck in the time whence he came.

I saw how his ability to read thoughts was such a burden for him. He had been hearing our frantic coupling minutes before, and had been in my mind as well. The pain of losing her, and then seeing her like this, without wanting to. I could relate. At least I often had the choice whether to touch someone or not. He couldn't help it. He knew so many secrets, and he could never share them. How often he had wanted to act on a stray thought of a random person as they walked by him. A kidnapper of small children, a rapist, a murderer. He could never do it, however, as he would reveal his true nature to them. He wanted them punished - not dead. The burden was too heavy for him. All these years had been torture to him. He felt trapped. Isabella had been the one redeeming thing in his life and now she was gone too. The loss of her was devastating.

Edward whimpered slightly as he saw his own thoughts coast through my mind. He felt ashamed.

Mea Culpa, he thought, deep pain edged on his face. I winced.

Boy, we had work to do.

Holding him in place, I spoke softly.

"Felix," A split second later, the tall vampire was at my shoulder.

"Will you kindly get Carlisle for me? Only Carlisle, no-one else." I said calmly.

He was gone in a flash, returning shortly with the blond doctor.

"Edward," Carlisle said, hastily coming up to us.

"What is going on?"

"I believe Edward needs help, Carlisle. I am not sure how we can help him just yet, but your boy is hurting deeply. I am afraid the strain is getting to him at last." I said, my voice soft, trying to ease the destressed boy in my grasp.

"No," Edward groaned, "I don't want your help," He hissed. "Leave me alone."

"Edward," Carlisle said in a soothing voice, "Calm down, we are only trying to help you. But you need to calm down, my boy."

The boy shook his head slightly, fear in his eyes. Right, I suppose he would need some time to come to terms with the matter.

I waved Felix forward. "Please escort him to the deepest dungeons. Make sure he cannot hear other's thoughts, make sure he cannot escape, and keep him watched until further notice. While you're in his presence, you are to recite calming poets in your mind. Understand?" I said sternly. If the vampire felt my orders were odd, he didn't show it. He simply grabbed Edward, and had him out of the room in a flash.

"No!" Edward screamed, as he was dragged off.

Carlisle looked at me, eyebrows raised in surprise. "Interesting solution," he said, pain still lacing his voice. I shrugged. I had no idea how to handle this matter. Mental illness in vampires was not a thing I knew even existed. I would have to think on it. We may need a priest.

"Will you make sure that Alice watch over him? We need to know of any future he may be considering." I said.

Carlisle nodded once, seeming to gather himself.

I turned to Isabella. She had been completely still during the whole debacle. I touched her cheek gently, and her eyes flashed to mine. Then to Carlisle.

"Bella." He said,

"Welcome to your new forever." He smiled gently, as he nodded again before leaving the room, leaving us alone again.

Bella's POV

Aro stood beside me, sighing deeply.

"This is not how I imagined your first day as a vampire," he said wearily.

I shrugged. My flimsy sheet of a dress nearly fell down, and I grabbed it hastily to avoid it. He smiled, his eyes flashing darkly, as I could clearly see what he had in mind.

I gently shook my head. Not the time, my love. I needed to find some clothes. He nodded reluctantly, and pulled me out the door, walking slowly, so as to not ruin my attempt at keeping the sheet around me. He soon opened the door to my room, ushering me in. I sighed contentedly, as I saw my salvation. My closet.

I had a very hasty shower, before finding clothes to wear. It ended up being jeans and a simple t-shirt and sneakers. He stood still in the middle of my room, as I flitted around at vampire speed. He had taken a hasty shower too, and just changed his ruined shirt, with a fresh black one. He seemed puzzled.

I walked over to him, and kissed him on the mouth.

"A penny for your thoughts," I said, running my fingers through his silky black hair.

He took a deep breath.

"Oh, I was just wondering when you were going to mention your thirst." he said, his eyes searching my face.

I halted. Then it hit me. My hand came up around my throat, and I swallowed thickly.

"Yes, there it is. But how come you did not mention it before? Have you not been thirsty this whole time?"

I shook my head, confused. I had only wanted one thing. Him. It had been so long since I had seen him, and my body reacted on instinct, filling its need. Even now, I felt no rush to quench my thirst.

"Fascinating," he said, his voice filled with wonder. "You confound me, tesoro. Can I get you anything? A nice juicy tourist, perhaps?"

I shook my head violently.

"No, I will not kill humans for food." I said, even as my mouth filled with venom at the thought.

"Alright, then you wish to go hunting, I suppose?" He inquired.

"I don't know," I said. "I don't feel like hunting either."

He looked stunned.

"Isabella, you need to feed. Not doing so, will only make you feel a lot worse."

"I know, I just wondered. Could we find a willing donor? Not killing, just, taking a deposit."

He stood, staring at me, stunned.

"I suppose we could. I actually think there might be bags of blood in the kitchens. I can't be sure though." He said, a little uncertain.

"Wow, really?" I said, surprise evident in my voice. Aro nodded, yes, sometimes we do not have the time to hunt, and so we have a tiny amount stored for just such an occasion. It was... Acquired at the hospital." He said musingly.

"That will work," I said, smiling.

He held out his hand, and when I took it, he ran us to the kitchen. Setting me down on a stool at the counter, he began looking through the cabinets, searching.

"What on earth are you doing?" A sly voice sounded from the door. We both turned, as Sulpicia walked into the room. She was looking puzzled, clearly wondering what Aro was looking for.

"I'm looking for food for Isabella," Aro said, hastily flicking through the cabinets.

"Where do we keep that blood we got from the hospital?"

"Uh, they would be in the freezer, I suppose," she said, sounding confused.

"Ah," he said, flitting to the large freezer in the corner. Digging through it he swiftly found what he was looking for. Grabbing a couple of bags, placing them in the microwave.

"I would not do that if I were you." Sulpicia said. "You need to submerge them in hot water instead."

He turned, looking at her.

"Oh,".

She chuckled, making quick work of finding a basin to fill with water, taking the bags from Aro and placing them down, making sure they were covered completely.

"There you go. Give it a few minutes before drinking." She winked and walked out.

I smirked at Aro, having difficulty not outright laughing. His eyes focused on me, and the intensity of his gaze made me shiver slightly. I wanted him. Apparently it had been showing on my face, because he leaned against the kitchen counter besides the sink, slowly making a come here gesture with his finger.

I got up, quickly, licking my lips, as I went over to him, standing in front of him, waiting. His arms came to my hips and pulled me tightly against him, his fingers resting just above my buttocks. He tilted my head to one side with one hand and began kissing my neck and throat, his other hand gliding down to grab my butt. His lips traveled to my mouth, kissing me ardently.

"I want you again, tesoro. I do not think I can wait much longer." he growled against my lip. Taking his hint, I stepped back, and began preparing my meal. When the red liquid had been poured into a large wine glass, I stood before him, smelling it. His eyes were on me, as he watched me take my first drink of blood. It tasted divine, and I drank it down in four large gulps, sighing deeply. A droplet spilled from my lips, dripping down from the corner of my mouth. I was about to catch it with my hand, but suddenly felt him catching my wrist. His crimson gaze was riveted on the tiny droplet slowly running down my chin. His other arm came around my waist as he pulled me against him, his slightly open mouth hovering over mine, a low growl escaping him. He sensuously licked the blood from my skin, ending it in an open mouthed kiss at the corner of my mouth. I moaned, as his lips descended upon mine again, biting slightly down on my bottom lip. His mouth traveled to my neck as he caressed my back.

He growled against my skin, clearly not satisfied with all the fabric between us. I placed a hand on his member, and he froze, looking me in the eyes. I licked my lips, and kissed him deeply before kneeling down in front of him, beginning to open his trousers, the belt clinking slightly in the silent kitchen. His hands rested on the edge of the counter. either side of his hips. His burning gaze was on me as I pulled his manhood out, gently stroking him. His hips rolled slightly as a hiss escaped him. I licked his shaft slowly, before pulling him into my mouth, sucking gently. His hands clenched harshly on the edge of the counter, his hips rocking into my mouth. I sucked him in as deep as I could take him, and felt him hit the back of my throat, realising I didn't need to breathe. I quickened the pace, looking up at him. He had tilted his head back, clearly enjoying himself. I gave a deep pull and his head fell forward with a growl, eyes dark, his hands coming down and gently stroking my jaw, before his fingers interlaced in my hair. He showed me the slow tempo he preferred, and I kept it up, enjoying his fingers on my scalp as he gently massaged it. After a few more strokes, his breathing became deep and a few deep groans escaped him. He suddenly held my head still against him, while his hips gently rocked into my mouth, jerking slightly. I felt his essence on my tongue as his release washed over him. I looked up at him, my mouth still wrapped around him. His eyes opened. They were black.

"Isabella," he whispered, his fingers ghosting over my cheekbone. He pulled me to my feet, and began unbuttoning my jeans, pulling them down swiftly, making me back against the counter, his hands on my waist. Still looking into my eyes, he ripped of my panties, before stuffing them into his pocket, smirking slightly. Then he got down on his knees, gazing intently at my centre. His fingers nudging my legs apart, before coming up and prodding my folds a little. Then suddenly his eyes snapped up to mine and he licked me with a broad tongue. My head snapped back at the feeling, as he repeated the gesture, suckling a little on my clit at the end. My hips lurched forward, and he chuckled deeply against my flesh, the vibrations making me moan a little. He licked the insides of my thighs slowly, placing kisses, before his teeth were at my pubic hair, biting down slightly. His ministrations were driving me crazy, not placing the attention where it was clearly needed. My fingers grabbed his head, trying to steer him where I needed him most. Suddenly my wrists were caught by his hands, and I couldn't move. He continued to take his time, only skimming around my clit, sometimes flicking his tongue at it, making me jolt. My insides were clenched almost painfully, with the need to come. I growled deeply in frustration. He suckled my clit gently, only for a second before moving on to my labia, licking them, prodding his tongue inside a little, flicking it upwards. My hips lurched again, as the tiny movement caught my nerves on fire. I was rasping slightly, my hips writhing.

"Aro, I need..."

"Hmmm, I know, tesoro," he said in a deep baritone, that made me shiver.

"What would you have me do?" he asked, as he again was placing kisses on my thighs, ignoring precisely the spot I needed his attention most.

"Tell me what you need, my dear," he coaxed, licking my skin, scraping his teeth against me. My hands still in his iron grip, I could do nothing but squirm against the counter.

"I need you to make me come," I finally gasped.

"As you wish, my dear," he said, and then his mouth was on me, kissing my centre all over, before licking me, prodding with his tongue, flicking it at my clit, lastly suckling it deeply. A cry escaped me, as my back arched. Suddenly two fingers were pushed into me, while his tongue gave my clit all the attention it could want. I was panting heavily, his fingers thrust into me again and again, his lips sealing themselves around me, sucking me deeply, growling, flicking his tongue against me again and again.

The orgasm came crashing into me, making me shudder violently against him, a shaking cry released. He continued licking me, nipping me with his lips, tongue flicking out, suckling, and soon I was shaking again as he coaxed another orgasm from me with ridiculous ease, straight on the heels of the first, fingers questing deep within me. He then stood up, fingers withdrawing from my pulsating channel. He placed himself at my entrance, and thrust in seating himself completely within me, a deep groan escaping him. His hands gripped my wrists again, placing them at the small of my back, keeping me in place. His mouth hovered over mine, his lips parted in a heated smirk, his eyes focused on mine. Then he withdrew from me, before pushing back in sharply, pulling me against him at the same time, groaning again. A small gasp escaped me, as he repeated the move, slowly fucking me, hard and deep. His slow movements kept me on edge, not entirely enough to send me over the edge. I could see it in his eyes, that he knew it too. He kept it up, thrusting into me at a leisurely pace, making me more and more frantic. I tried to rock my hips against him to ease the need, but he shook his head, breathing deeply, his eyes still on me. I closed my eyes, trying to concentrate on the feelings he was stirring within me.

"Look at me," he growled, stopping his thrusts completely. I opened my eyes, burning with need, and he resumed the movement of his hips. Then he began slowly going faster, giving his hips a slight roll making sharp contact with my clit at every thrust, and my eyes fell shut again. He stopped. Sighing deeply, I opened my eyes again, looking at him. He was smirking, as he resumed again, slowly before building the speed. I was gasping as my body began tingling with impending release. I concentrated on keeping my eyes open, as a few whimpers escaped me, not wanting him to stop for anything. He had complete control, as he steadily fucked me closer to the cliff. I was so desperate it nearly hurt, as my insides tightened around his intruding member. Feeling my release drawing close, he suddenly stopped. A snarl actually ripped from me, as I felt it subside out of reach yet again. I tried to wrestle my hands free from his grasp, but he just held me in place.

"What are you doing?" I asked, scowling at him. "I was so close," I said accusingly.

"I know," he growled casually, smirking slightly.

"I am not ready for you to orgasm yet. You need to be patient, my dear."

I threw him a dirty look, but didn't answer.

"The sooner you relax, the sooner I will continue." He said, and I knew he meant it.

I tried to calm myself down, breathing in deeply, inhaling his intoxicating scent. Finally calm, I looked at him again.

He began again, drawing me against him sharply, staying there for a second, before withdrawing and then pulling me back in again. His mouth never touched me, as it hovered an inch from mine, breathing me in, growling deeply at every thrust. His pace increased markedly, and I felt the familiar tingle again, a moan escaping me. His manhood was dragging slowly against my walls, as he thrust into me, the friction delicious. I could almost feel every ridge of him, as he pushed in again, his pelvis connecting sharply with mine, mashing my clit. I didn't dare close my eyes, but my eyebrows knitted together, as a sharp breath escaped me. He stopped again. I wanted to kill him.

"No!" I nearly shouted. I was nearly hurting as the need was consuming me.

"Aro, I swear to god!" I spat.

"Manners, my dear," he said in a deep and calm voice.

"Do you remember, when I said what I could do to your delectable body? Well, this is one of the things I can do. Your body is practically humming with the need for release. I will give it to you, when I decide you are ready. For now, I enjoy you, as you clench around me, squeezing me in the most delightful way."

His words made me shudder as I felt him within me.

"When you can finally handle me stopping, I will give you what you want. Otherwise this could go on for a while." I trembled against him.

I sighed deeply, knowing he would not budge. I straightened my back, as I tried to calm down. It felt like it was impossible.

Ready, I looked into his dark eyes again. He began again. This time it took only three slow thrusts to bring me to the edge. I kept my eyes on his, as I tilted my head back, arching against him. Steeling myself for what may come. He didn't stop yet, but kept it up, increasing speed again. He was pushing me closer and closer and I nearly failed in keeping my eyes open. My legs began to tremble, as my body was arched, ready for this long denied release.

Aro's POV

She was nearly there, I could feel her, tightening around me. It hadn't been easy to stop fucking her, when she was enveloping me in such a delicious manner. I was long ready for my own release. I pulled her against me one last time, as I felt her nearly coming apart. I stopped. Her body was tense like a bow, she didn't move. Her breathing deep and steady as she concentrated on not lashing out. She kept her eyes on me, head still slightly tilted back.

"Good girl," I growled, panting slightly as I resumed fucking her, this time a little faster. I could feel her almost instantly teetering on the edge again, and I stopped. She managed to keep quiet, again, and I resumed my thrusting, knowing it wouldn't be long now. A sharp high-pitched whimper escaped her, as she felt me move within her again. I stopped after two thrusts, making her breathing erratic with need, as she was balancing sharply on the edge. I smiled encouragingly, as she kept her cool, her fingers clenching mine hard behind her back.

I began fucking her again.

"You may have release now, my dear," I said, and this time not stopping, I sent her hurtling over the edge in three hard thrusts, as she shuddered violently against me, moaning deeply, gripping me fiercely with her insides. She never closed her eyes, and I saw the passion in her deep gaze. When the waves had subsided, I released her wrists, and lifted her onto the counter, where I began thrusting in earnest, not pausing once. I captured her lips in mine, groaning against her, my hands gripping her hips as I drove into her, seeking my own much needed release. It didn't take long for her to come apart again, and I followed her, feeling her gripping me, taking my release within her. She sat on the counter, her forehead against my chest, trying to calm down.

I slowly pulled back, closing my trousers, bending down to pick up her jeans from the floor and handing them to her. She slid down from the counter and pulled them on.

I took her chin between my fingers, and pulled her in for a kiss.

"You did well," I said softly, as I caressed her cheek. She scowled at me.

"That better not become a regular thing. I nearly wanted to kill you." She said darkly. I chuckled.

"I know. I just needed to teach you a little patience, my dear. You are exceedingly good at it, I must say. I am astonished that you are not craving blood more. You seem to be en complete control. I wonder how that can be. I have never seen anything like it." I mused. She shrugged.

"I don't know. It's not something I do on purpose. It's just a smaller part of me, I think. Vampire is not all I am."

"No," I nearly whispered. "You are so much more."

Bella's POV - two days later.

It didn't take me long to realise all I could do with my new body and mind. I still had lessons with Caius and Marcus sometimes joining in. Meanwhile Aro would attend to his duties. I could suddenly take in so much more, with this new super brain of mine. I read the books at vampire speed, remembering every word. I was stunned, but Caius merely scoffed, as if he hadn't expected anything less. After reading all the material he wanted me to, he began introducing me to other books, which I could enjoy on my own time. Some were old, but others much newer. I found a favourite in Jonathan Stroud's Bartimaeus series. The 5000 year old demon in the books reminded me somehow of Aro, his similar sardonic quibs, making me chuckle, as I thought of my own dark-haired demon.

I spent a lot of time with Jane and Alec. They took me into town, and we explored the shops, observing the humans. It was hard to believe that I had been one not so long ago. They seemed so slow. I sensed the blood in their veins, pulsing wetly, but I never felt tempted to kill them.

Sulpicia and Aro took me shopping one day. I have never in my life spent so much money on clothes. I shouldn't be shocked at how rich he was, but I still didn't like that he spent so much on me. He also bought me anything else I showed the slightest interest in. Perfumes, books, bathing products. Lucky we had Demitri to carry it all out into the limousine.

Once done, Sulpicia suddenly decided she needed some fresh air, and Aro and I had the limousine to ourselves. We didn't waste the time, as we made frantic love, never getting enough of each other.

Once we were back at the castle, I went to unpack everything, and Aro went to visit Carlisle. He had opted to have a room in the castle to be close to Edward, who still seemed to be in a bad shape.

I was in my closet, trying to find space for the ridiculous amount of stuff I had acquired, when I heard Sulpicia enter the room. She leaned against the doorframe, smirking slightly at my futile attempts at having order.

"I just got off the phone with Eleazar from the Denali coven." she said, casually.

I looked up.

"Oh," I said, not sure what she meant by that.

"I think it is time that we find out what you can do, besides control your thirst with absurd ease, and your mental shield."

I frowned.

"You think there is more?" I asked puzzled.

"Oh, yes." She smirked. "He will be here tomorrow."

"Right," I said.

She nodded swiftly, and left.

I finished my work soon after, finding myself traipsing to Aro's study.

I had recalled a book of his, about some possible abilities might be latent in some vampires.

I swiftly found it, and began reading, standing at his desk.

It told about mental powers being fluid, the vampire able to control them with concentration, even project it from the body. Alec's power was an example. I wondered if Aro could too. But mostly I wondered about my own mental shield, trying to picture it, closing my eyes. I gasped, as I felt it, almost like a tiny vibration within my skin. I felt it lift shortly before it snapped back in place. I tried again, trying to bend it to my will. It didn't budge. I breathed deeply, trying to calm down, as I felt agitated.

Trying again, I felt it suddenly expand out a little. As it snapped back into place, I felt it withdraw a little beneath my skin, as if it also was retractable. How could I test it?

I suddenly caught Aro's scent, and felt him shortly after. He stood behind me, silently placing his arms around me, gently kissing my neck.

I smiled softly. Suddenly an idea struck me. I closed my eyes, concentrating hard, and as his lips descended upon my skin again, I felt him grow rigid against me.

He gasped loudly, as he suddenly realised what had happened.

He spun me around swiftly, staring wildly into my eyes.

I simply gave him a Mona Lisa smile.

Right. I finally finished this chapter. Thanks for reading!

I really hope you liked it. Please let me know what you think. I am on my knees begging you!

I was actually off work today, but they kindly asked for my help, as we are insanely busy because of vacation time - which means shopping time for the puppies, kittens and children.

So I lost a few hours of writing. I am finishing this late at night, so please forgive any mistakes. I will check later on.

Also, next chapter might not plop in so fast. I have lots tondo tomorrow, so please be patient with me.

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-Pancakes