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Alice POV

My visions told me where to go, and exactly what dress Bella, Rosalie, and I were wearing. But for whatever reason, Bella didn't accept my vision.
"You look like you're from Beauty and the beast. Pleasee Bella." I moaned. She turned to me, fuming, putting her hands on her hips. She wore a massive puffy yellow dress.
"So are YOU going to explain to Edward, I'm the beauty and he's THE BEAST?" she yelled, and slammed her door back into the dressing room. I bit my lip. Damn Edward's lack of confidence. That could have been cute. I turned to Rosalie who smiled at the skin tyte red strapless dress. She could pull off sexy. I on the other hand, looked like an over excited child. But Jasper loved me. My Jasper. My mind drifted to him, wondering where he was. Then I got a vision, and couldn't help the scream that erupted from my chest.

Jasper POV

They carried me a long while, and we made incredible time because of how quick the newborns were. But I couldn't think about that. I thought only of Alice. I led them to her. Who says they weren't going to go back and finish her. I screamed in fury projecting my violent rage, and self I loathing. The newborns flinched, and uneasiness spread quickly. The vampire carrying me held me tighter. He was probably calculating what would happen if we got into a fight. But didn't care anymore. I wanted death. I couldn't stand living with Maria again. The things she did to me… The things she made me do. Their feet stopped, I didn't know where we were. They carried me into a cement building, looking completely out of place on the smooth grassy plains.
"Bring him to my bedroom." She hissed, and I shuddered. They carried me into a large room. Though elegant, as emphasized by the chandelier, it held a child like quality to it. Dolls covered some of the wall, and dresses another. Everything looked old, like from a different time. Maria was turned young. She held the lust of many other vampires, and either that or pity helped make people dedicated to her. They threw me down on her pink lacy bed. He then left the room.
Normally this would be the part someone tries a daring escape. I calculated my chances. They weren't good. But I didn't want to risk them. Risk her.I began to shake, and raised my trembling hands to my face. Memories flashed before me.

Waking up completely alone after being turned. My first kill, the torment it brought. Leading a newborn army in a battle with cold eyes. Maria punishing me after getting defeated. The years of hopelessness and self loathing. And then Alice. Maybe I had died and gone to hell. I rather have the fire of being turned than dealing with Maria. I was so broken when I met Alice. I took her hand with no expectations. The love I felt from her seemed too surreal. She seemed to be an angel. And through the years I had tried to act strong for her. To be her rock, after she had been mine. But instead, I had almost led her in harm's way.
The door slammed open, and in walked the small Maria. Her eyes were crimson, and her dark hair fell around her shoulders like a child's waiting for her mother to brush it. She gave me a small grin.
"You haven't even tried to run." She commented, her voice betraying the youth of her face. It was loud, commanding. I looked away from her, trying to calm my trembling.
"I can't risk her. Or them." I said softly. She walked in front of me, and paused. She then let out a fierce growl, that shook my unbreakable bones.
"LOOK AT ME." She commanded. I lifted my head, feeling her rage hit me like a ton of bricks. Her eyes softening momentarily, before going hard again.
"I'm going to punish you for what you've done." she whispered, her hand running down my jawline. I pulled away and she clenched her hand into a fist.
"I can see you're in there Major." She growled. I shivered. "And this lie you have made yourself," she stared deeply into my eyes.
"Will be gone soon. You will be mine again."
"Please." I blurted out. I felt her confusion.
"What?"
"If I let you have me, will you leave her alone?" I pleaded. Her confusion only deepened.
"You know what I'm going to do to you." She stated slowly. "And you still are thinking only of her?" she spat.
"Your newborns are strong, but I can influence them. If I put up a fight, you will lose at least half of your men, whether I live or die." I whispered.
She raised her eyebrows.
"Fine. I'll leave them alone. We're headed South anyway. But f you even try to leave, I will have my army kill the family, and bring the girl here for my personal torture." She pushed me back on the bed, and crawled on top of me. I froze in fear. Her hands ripped at my shirt, and the weak material was shredded instantly. She fingered my scars, and laughed.
"You can fool the humans with your eyes, but you will never fool us. You're body is a constant reminder of everything you killed, and the real person you are."
She snapped her fingers, and two large vampires came into the room, and held down my arms. I drew an unnecessary gasp and she smiled. She leaned to my ear,
"I will make you great again. It's just the matter of breaking the bone, and resetting it." She whispered. She then made her way to my collar bone, and kissed it. I snapped my eyes closed. I felt her teeth rip into my flesh, and I tried not to scream. I had to be strong, for Alice. But as more and more venom pumped into me, I felt my resolve dissipate. She bit me again and again, all over until I finally let out a hoarse scream of pure pain. She paused, and ran her small fingers over my lips. I was shaking violently.
"Ah." She said. "A crack in the vase." She put her face close to mine, and kissed my lips. I jerked my head away, disgusted. I felt her anger flare, and didn't expect the sting of venom as she continued to bite me over and over again.