AN: Sorry for the delay, I have an essay on Plato due next monday and a history seminar to prepare. Busiest 2 weeks of my life. Also I finally got writer's block. But I think I'm god now, so more to come soon! Enjoy, even if its not that great. Oh and Bella's dress, the link to it is in my profile!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight

Soft murmur was emitting from downstairs. I was hesitant to go down and chose to slowly get ready in my room.

The guests haven't arrived yet. I didn't even bother asking how many would come, surely it didn't matter.

Who knew vampire services existed? Deidre somehow managed to find a couple of waiters and musicians to help us through the night. I had the idea that vampires were too proud to do jobs like that, but Deidre explained that very young vampires who were turned against their own will saw big event like these as an opportunity to make acquaintances and would do anything to attend.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I felt obligated to put on some make up. My eyes were darkened with eyeliner and mascara, my lips were covered with a layer of lip gloss and I even wore the softest blush.

Deidre helped me do my hair and now it was falling in thick curls down my exposed back.

She laughed at me when I started panicking about forgetting to buy shoes.

"I took care of it! I wanted it to be a surprise," her face was excited but I could tell she was just as anxious as me.

I put on my dress and the shoes that of course matched perfectly.

I couldn't help but admire myself. For once I really did look perfect.

A smirk crossed my lips as I imagined the Cullens' shock when they'd see me up on the podium giving my speech.

I had it memorized and even though Tyr and Atticus offered their help I refused. I wanted to write it alone.

The door bell rang and I lifted my head up in alert. Someone arrived. The nervousness was finally sinking in as I realised that tonight I would be the main attraction for the most powerful vampires in existence. Of course I couldn't forget that I was the most powerful.

This night would change my life…again. Just like that night in the park when Kane bit me. I though of him with a certain fondness. I really wish I could have known him before he sacrificed his life to give me mine.

I was too engrossed in my thought to hear Tyr walk in, and jumped as his arms circled my waist.

He murmured in my ear, "Nervous?"

I shook my head trying to convince myself more then anyone else.

He chuckled, "Don't worry about it, I'll follow you around everywhere even though I'm sure you'd be able to take care of yourself."

I grinned, finally someone who didn't think of me as a helpless damsel in distress.

I wiggled in his arms to face him and gave him a soft peck. As I looked into his eyes I saw something behind them I couldn't recognise. His voice sounded playful but there was an undertone of sadness.

He signed and kissed me again, this time deeply. I pressed myself against him feeling his hard chest, cold chest. The kiss was familiar, and as I slowly realised what it reminded me of I pulled away.

It was a careful, pleading, goodbye kiss, but this time I knew I didn't have to worry about Tyr leaving. Now I could untangle his ball of emotions. He was sad but accepting. He thought I'd leave him as soon as I saw Edward. I knew I wouldn't but for some reason words of comfort never left my mouth.

He pulled away and regained his smile, "Did I tell you that you're absolutely magnificent tonight?"

I fluttered my eyelashes in satisfaction and touched his arm affectionately, "You do too."

He really did. The black tuxedo was form fitting and looked very nice with his smooth hair. His face was handsome as always.

He chuckled and offered me his arm, "Ready to go, my Queen?"

Many voices now filled the ballroom with a pleasant buzz. Me and Tyr waited in a small room right near the staircase. We were to be summoned by Dee when all the guests have arrived. My stomach felt strange and I was suddenly very hungry. For the first time since I found out about our unusual diet for the evening I was happy I'd have something to fill my stomach with.

Tyr's hand was holding mine, his thumb slowly stroking it in a calming manner. I appreciated the gesture.

I turned my head to check my appearance for the millionth time today in the near by mirror. Everything seemed to be in place.

The door opened and for a second the sound of voices got louder before it closed again.

Deidre looked flustered, "Okay, according to the guest list everyone is here. You can go now."

I closed my eyes for a second and took a deep breath.

"You'll be fine Bella," Deidre gave me an encouraging smile but I was to tense to smile back. Numbly I stood up, linking onto Tyr's arm and Deidre went to open the door for us.

I walked out and continued down the hallway to the other set of doors that led right to the staircase.

The buzzing grew louder as the final barrier between me and the audience opened.

As I made my first step onto the staircase all noise disappeared. I didn't look up yet. I and Tyr gracefully descended to the platform at the bottom where I was to make my speech.

We came to a stop. Tyr let go of me and moved a bit to the side.

In a second a million thoughts ran through my head. This was it. I looked up.

A hundred hands came together as the silence was broken. They were clapping for me.

I scanned the crowd. I was surprised that even in this mass of people my eyes found him almost instantly. The strange emotion was overwhelming but I fought it off. He looked beautiful, an angel. His eyes were widened in shock, his perfect face contorted in confusion and pain. I didn't dare look too long. He might misinterpret my gaze as interest. No, I would not give him the satisfaction. I would not give him hope. I knew he loved me still. His emotions now rang clear in my head. He missed me, how he missed me... He couldn't think of anything but me. He left me because he loved me. He left me because he was stupid and always so sure of himself. Now his love would be wasted on me. Now I was the stronger one. I was beautiful, powerful and admired. No longer was I the pitiful, pathetic half.

I gave the crowd a brilliant smile. The applause was deafening. The minions welcomed their new Queen.

He left me to save me from becoming one of his kind. Now I was much more then that. His mind reading power seemed pathetic now that I had so much more.

I was incredibly gifted but I was a monster. I was a power hungry beast and I realized that. But in my sick, twisted mind I was happy. Soon Edward would realize just into what I was turned, and eventually he'd understand that it was all because of him.

There was no microphone to tap so instead I raised my hand up and the crowd's applause quieted down.

"Welcome and thank you all for coming!"

The applause erupted again and a charming smile appeared on my lips. I waited for the silence to resume.

"It is my privilege to see so many faces here tonight. It's been a while since a chosen one had presented themselves to the public and I thought I would renew the tradition."

I could feel the room's emotions. There was surprise, bitterness, curiosity, jealousy and of course the occasional pang of anger.

"We are a strong, beautiful and passionate race. We have no boundaries or limits. But we can be even stronger. We can surpass every expectation. Tonight will unite us all, despite every difference. We will live on forever. So let's raise our glasses to prosperity!"

I felt a glass being handed to me and raised it out to the crowd. A hundred or so glasses filled with dark red liquid appeared in the crowd and greedily they drank.

I put it up against my lips and glanced at Edward who stood with his hands in his pockets almost shaking in shock or maybe even horror. I kept eye contact as I tilted the glass and felt the blood enter my mouth.

Tyr was approaching me once again and I linked my arm through his. He leaned in and whispered, "Remember, you're playing a dangerous game."

I didn't ask what exactly he was referring to.

We entered the crowd and he smoothly manoeuvred me through it. I greeted everyone making sure to memorize their names. The task seemed to be a lot easier now then it was when I first moved to Forks.

We approached a small girl and a thin pale, almost transparent man beside her. He looked old, almost ancient. According to Tyr's description I was sure he was one of the Volturi.

His thin lips curled into a smile, "Your majesty," he bowed slightly.

I ignored his subtle mockery and gave him my hand, "Bella."

His stone lips touched it lightly, "Aro. It's my pleasure," his eyes flashed and I felt confusion radiating off him. It was like he was expecting something from the touch.

I gave him a tight smile, "I've heard many things about you."

He straightened up and smirked, "I wouldn't believe half of them."

I faked amusement and pulled my hand away, "Forgive me for saying I hope I won't be seeing much of you. Politics were never really my thing," I wanted him to feel safe.

A smile of satisfaction graced his lips, "I would be more then glad to keep my duties, and of course take my Queen's interests into consideration."

His tone changed considerably and his emotions brightened up. He didn't feel threatened by me.

I smiled more genuinely this time, "It was wonderful meeting you."

He bowed again, "The pleasure is all mine."

And I could feel Tyr's strong arms pulling me away.

I wasn't expecting to see him as I turned around but I was not startled. His familiar scent which was now intensified calmed me down almost immediately.

His eyes were black. All I felt from him was sadness, such sadness that I had to block my mind off. He was standing beside Carlisle, his hands by his sides, palms clenched. I couldn't look away as hard as I tried.

"Bella," Carlisle's familiar voice. I tried to compose myself.

"Carlisle, Edward," he flinched ever so slightly as I said his name, "I'm glad you could make it."

Carlisle nodded, "The rest weren't home and we couldn't get in touch with them."

I gave them a small smile, "I understand, do not worry. Are you enjoying your night?"

The question sounded fake to my ears. I glanced at Edward. He still hasn't spoken. To my surprise he was now focused on Tyr. His black eyes traveled down to our linked arms and he swallowed. His hands tensed even more. I hoped he would control himself.

Carlisle answered for both of them, "It was a bit of a shock seeing you up there. We weren't expecting it."

I nodded and changed the subject, "You've met Tyr, right?"

He nodded, "Yes, were you there that time as well?"

He was referring to the fight with the newborns, "I was. I wouldn't pass on a chance to finish Victoria myself."

This was a lie. I didn't even know she was involved but I wanted to see their reaction. To see if they would finally realise how much I've changed.

Carlisle's face morphed in confusion for a moment but he quickly wiped it off. I opened my mind to Edward and realised ho much his black face was hiding. He was screaming on the inside. I quickly shut myself out and looked at him deeply. He was a wreck. Nothing of the Edward I knew remained in this shell. And for a moment I blamed myself. I had to leave.

"It was good seeing you once again."

Carlisle nodded sadly, "Of course. Goodbye Bella."

"Bella…" his velvet voice sounded choked. I had to leave.

"Edward," I gave him a last look and turned away.

The evening was done. The last of the guests have left five minutes ago. I was sitting on the corner of my bed, thinking. Was that really what I've wanted? My grand entrance and finale? The beginning of my new life and the overdue conclusion to my past? It didn't feel that way. My morale was down, my emotions were…confusing.

And I was angry at him. For letting himself go. Why couldn't he get over me and get on with his life? Was it a mistake inviting him? Why did he leave me for such stupid reasons…