A/N: Back again, and we're taking a jump in time folks, not too far, but far enough. Because once people plan, and then fulfill, they tend to make more plans. Bigger plans...

So here we are with...

XxXxX The Dreaming XxXxX

One Year Later; Seattle; January 22, 10:39 A.M.

I'd changed. I wasn't talking about the one that had happened nearly a year ago, I was talking about the one that happened much more gradually. So gradual it was, that I was oblivious to it.

But I was changed.

I was sick. Twisted. Sadistic. I took great pleasure in killing, and I told myself each and every time that it was in revenge for what I had lost. My love, and then my life.

I held a secret resentment towards Victoria and Laurent. Yes, they saved me from death, but was that really such a blessing?

I wasn't so sure anymore.

"Bella? Bella!" Victoria shouted at me, glaring at me.

I glared back.

"You disturbed me from my thoughts, Vicky," I said, using the nickname she utterly despised against her. I also took a great pleasure in the much more innocent game of annoying the hell out of my comrades. I cracked myself up.

She sniffed, but said nothing else. I sat up, raising an eyebrow. She'd made an effort to come the four miles I had run just to get away from everything for a while.

Solitary had become my friend. My lone, friend, it seemed in this endless world. Hell- I corrected. Endless hell.

She obviously had something she wanted to say to me... I was patient for a moment, giving her the appropraitte time to get whatever it was off her chest, and when she said nothing I took matter into my own hands.

"Speak wench!"

Yes, I considered that, my own hands. She snarled a few profanities before finally getting to the point.

"I thought you might want to know something," she stated, her frown turning into a smirk. She walked to wear I lay sprawled in the grass.

I lay back, relaxing my body. She was no threat, so I don't know why I had been so tensed...

"And what would that be?" I asked absentmindedly. I pulled grassed up between closed fists, finding a strange pleasure in it, and waited for her to answer once again. I was unusually patient this morning.

She frowned at my lack of enthusiasm.

"Bella.. Have you ever heard of a newborn army?"

That caught my attention. My curiosity was peaked, but I was also annoyed. How stupid did she think I was?

"Of course," I spat at her, my eyes wide. "But what exactly are you suggesting Victoria? Because obviously you wouldn't mention something like this without having a suggestion..."

Her smirk broke into a full blown smile.

"An army Bella! Purely for our own amusement. We can turn hundreds- thousands- and wait. Wait for them to mature only slightly- only enough that they can control their anger-"

Ah, yes. The anger. The one emotion that ruled my world, anymore.

"-And then go for something that we'd never thought of attempting before!" She said, her tone rising in excitement. I was smiling by now- definitely seeing the places this could be going.

"And what would that be- dear Victoria?"

"Why- dear Bella- take over the Volturi. Take control of the vampire world- and then dominate the human one. Make them our slaves!" She cried, tossing her head back and laughing.

"World domination?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "Isn't that a bit cliche?"

She frowned.

"Cliche- but possible," she answered."It will be harder, seeing as you don't have an extraordinary power that could help us."

I rose my hands in defense.

"It's not my fault! My power is probably something that I can voluntarily turn on and off, unlike some other peoples

(mind reading)

powers. (Seers)."

I was young still, barely a year old, and even though I had gained control- who needed it? It wasn't as if I had to hold back around humans. I killed them when I wanted to- which was quite often.

"Laurent wants it too- that's a shock you know. He usually doesn't go with our crazy plans," Victoria said, turning and walking in the vague direction for our house. "He must really believe in it this time."

"Or he has a death wish," I mumbled, grinning like a maniac. I lay back and stared up at the sky, such a clear gray today. There was a storm coming. The animals around me were quiet, and I could feel the static electricity in the air.

A storm is coming, I thought to myself. A big one.

But it was only after I thought that did I wonder- was it really nature I was talking about- or was a bigger, even worse storm going to happen right here on earth. To me.

"Nah."

A/N: It's short- and I bloody know it. But honestly, there was only so much of the story that belongs in the DREAMING chapter, you know? But there's the plan. Hehehe.

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Ebony