Just an FYI, the fourth book (Breaking Dawn) made me want to kill myself, so I don't really remember any of the characters, so most of the Volturi's henchmen won't have names. As far as descriptions for Aro, Marcus and Caius, I also don't have them. Make up your own.

P.S. for those of you who for some reason don't know who Aro is, he's the head honcho (which is a Japanese word, not a Spanish word) of the Volturi, and the oldest known vampire. The Volturi's home base is also in Italy.

P.P.S. Just a quick note, I'm sorry to all you Jasper fans. I do like the guy, but it's just too hard to write about all these characters and stuff, especially when I'm trying to focus on my own.

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"What do you want with us?" Violet croaked out, attempting to nurse her injured arm while the four other vampires stood around her and Renesmee, staring them down like hungry beasts.

Her mind rushed immediately to Emmett. She couldn't believe all this was happening. Where was he? Why was he taking so long to swoop in and save the day? She sniffed faint-heartedly at the prospects before her. They were going to use Renesmee as bait, and probably use her for what she was made for… a slave.

"You are both national treasures. If Edward can see what I see, he'll understand why I need you, but it'll be his decision in the end," the dignified vampire's voice resonated in her chest as he spoke. It almost held a hypnotic quality that made the hair on the back of Violet's neck stand up.

Renesmee struggled in her captors arms as the smell of her parents approaching from the distance made her wriggle with anticipation.

When they entered the clearing, Bella and Edward looked ready for a confrontation. They were outnumbered, but the only thing on their mind seemed to be the safety of their child.

"We meet again Edward. How is it that every time it's always under these circumstances?" The vampire chuckled, continuing to restrain a now subdued Violet.

"Leave them alone Aro," Edward growled deep in his throat, his gold eyes flashing at the sight of his captive, frightened daughter.

"Renesmee!" Bella screamed out in terror, her fearless façade breaking as her maternal instincts called out to her child across the field.

"I'm sure you've already read my mind, Edward. So please, make your choice," Aro demanded coolly.

Make his choice… about what…? Violet's eyes flickered from Edward to the vampire Aro, above her.

When she glanced back at Edward, his face was full of confusion and fear.

"Save your child, your own flesh and blood… or the weak mortal. In our care, your daughter would grow leaps and bounds with her power… and she would have the best and most knowledgeable resources at her fingertips."

Aro smiled and stroked Violet's hair as he spoke his next words with cruel intent.

"… I can't promise the same treatment for the concubine."

At those words, Violet's expression became one of shear horror. Bella was barely restraining herself- she feared for her daughter and the safety of her friend, Violet as well, but to her, it was hardly a contest.

Edward's head was bowed in defeat. He pinched the bridge of his nose as wave after wave of Violet's excruciatingly terrified thoughts came upon him, but he called out for Renesmee to be released.

"I knew it," Aro mumbled under his breath as he waved for his consorters to let the half vampire child free. Without a backward glance, Nessie tore across the field and was being held in her mother's arms not a moment later.

Violet thrashed and screamed as Aro nodded at the Cullens and began back towards the woods.

"Please! Edward, Bella! Somebody HELP ME!" her blood curdling scream penetrated Edward's super hearing.

My friend, my brother's lover… and innocent woman. Violet… I'm so sorry.

With that, Violet became a prisoner of the Volturi.

Tears found their way to Violet's eyes as she was pulled by vampire strength to a… limousine?

"How do you think we'd be getting to Italy? Teleportation?" Aro laughed beckoning for Violet to join him in the car. She merely slid in and shifted uncomfortably away from him.

Struggling to hold back her sobs, Violet watched as the world outside whizzed by and it wasn't long before she felt herself calm down. Her thoughts were still frantic inside her head, but maybe if they were traveling by air, she would have a chance to escape...

Aro moved towards her swiftly and slid the back of his hand across her cheek. In that instant, she realized what he was doing and jerked away.

"You were… reading my thoughts," she sniffed, touching the spot on her face where his cold skin had made contact with hers.

"Why yes. Your mind is simply reeling with questions, all soon to be answered. No, you cannot escape from us, and yes, we know what you are. Your friend Rosalie saw to that."

Aro smirked at Violet's slightly frustrated reaction and continued, using her own thoughts to trigger more of what he considered "amusing human emotions."

"Yes, I am also curious as to what your lover, Emmett will do to his brother once he finds out the truth… and he will find out when he arrives back home. Silly things, young vampires. So full of… vivacity. Too bad we won't be there to see it, hm?" once again, Aro's dark chuckle filled the cab and it wasn't long before the limo came rolling to a stop at an air field somewhere in the middle of Washington State.

"I'm sorry about doing this, but you're so frightened as it is. I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself on the journey. You're such an interesting specimen. I'd hate to see any harm come to you."

Violet cringed as the door opened and she was grabbed from behind and administered an injection into her neck that made her see stars… and then nothing.

"What happened?" Alice bit her lip as the Cullens came upon the crunched remains of Violet's car, reeking with the smell of Volturi… and Violet's blood.

Why… why couldn't I see this coming? Alice crossed her arms and turned away from the scene, ridden with guilt over not being able to get to Violet in time.

"Nessie was here also," Carlisle deduced noticing that the back door was also ripped off its hinges. Someone had taken his granddaughter as well.

"Emmett… are you okay?" Esme reached out to her son, placing a hand on his shoulder as he surveyed the wreckage, his demeanor stoic and unreadable. So many emotions were flowing through him. He knew the vile ancients in the Volturi had some sort of twisted experiments ready to test Violet- the last Immortal.

He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to block out her imaginary pleas for help. She had needed him… and he had let her down.

"I have to go to Italy," he whispered, only audible to the sensitive hearing of his vampire family.

"You can't be serious! Carlisle, tell him that's suicide!" Esme scolded, grabbing onto Emmett's arm and leading him in the direction of the house. Emmett remained unresponsive until he could see the Cullen abode.

"It is suicide… but if you have to go… go." Esme slapped Carlisle's arm as they passed through the forest and the house came into view.

When Nessie ran out to greet them, Jasper was the one who swooped her up in his arms and carried her the rest of the way back. Emmett froze and took his niece out of his brother's arms.

"Bad men took Viowet," she sniffed, pointing towards the woods. Emmett inhaled deeply and took in the scents of not only Violet, but of Aro as well.

In a flash, all of Renesmee's memories of what transpired flowed into Emmett. His eyes narrowed as he looked towards his brother and Bella who were standing on the threshold of the house. In a heart beat, Emmett was before his brother.

"You were supposed to protect her!" Emmett growled threateningly, his tacit expression falling from his face, his fangs nearly springing out of his mouth in anger.

"If you only knew-" Edward began before Emmett grabbed him by the front of his shirt and hoisted him off the ground.

"It was her or my daughter," Edward whispered, laying his hands on top of Emmett's to try and calm him. Violet's helpless cries for help ran through his mind as he saw her wrestling in Aro's arms.

The horrors she must be enduring now… on account of me must be… unbearable.

"What would you have had me do?" Edward continued as his feet touched the porch once more, looking up to meet the grief stricken face of his brother.

"Can't you see he's suffering without your help?" Bella demanded, pulling Emmett off of her husband and becoming overwhelmed by the sudden loss of her friend.

"I'm sorry Emmett. I'm so sorry," she choked out, swiping the tears off her face before they even fell. Emmett nodded knowingly.

What would he have done? Risk the life of his young, innocent niece, or of his beautiful, wonderful soul mate?

"It doesn't matter now. I'm going to get her, and you can't stop me."

Without a scrap of luggage, Emmett boarded the plane to Italy, his hands clenching and unclenching around the arm rests. He'd never felt more helpless, more useless in his life.

His mind kept drifting towards memories of his time with Violet… and although he had an eternity ahead yet to live, he couldn't imagine life without her.

Emmett didn't know what to expect when he arrived in Italy, but it sure wasn't a white limousine. He recognized the dark tinted windows and cautiously made his way towards it.

"Mr. Cullen. My master has been expecting you." Emmett's hackles were nearly standing on end as he entered the back. What he found as he relaxed into the leather was that Violet's scent was all over everything. Although he didn't know if that meant she was safe or not, he still found it oddly comforting.

Violet. I'm coming for you. Just hold on a little bit longer.

"I can't see him. Please don't bring him here," Violet pleaded, grabbing onto Aro's sleeve as he passed in the dark underground tunnels of the Volturi's lair. Already what felt like an eternity had passed since she'd arrived in Italy. In truth, it'd only been a week.

"What? You're ashamed that you're… content here, is that it? Think of it this way, once he knows the truth, you'll never have to see him again," the vampire chuckled, ghosting away down the hall.

"I-I didn't mean it like that."

Emmett… how could I live without you? But don't you see? They'll never let me have you.

"Marcus has requested your presence in the study. Should I tell him you're on your way?" One of the human servants that the Volturi kept (for food or manual labor) showed Violet the way to where one of the three Volturi leaders was waiting.

"You've been here, what? Seven days? Already your veins are swelling," the old vampire mused, grasping Violet's shaky, pale arm as she approached. Marcus rolled up the sleeve of her velvet dress that kept her human body warm in the dark, wet caverns under Italy and placed three fingers on her veins. The pressure he inflicted was just enough to make the blonde Immortal squirm.

"So, Caius's theory was correct. You're acclimating to a coven lifestyle, in other words, your body is adapting to a lifestyle where you'll be the main food source for more than one vampire. Truly the trait of a concubine."

Violet ripped her arm out of the elder's grasp and clutched it to her chest. What was this man insinuating? The look of fear that flashed through Violet's eyes at the word concubine made Marcus laugh out loud.

"My dear child, you have nothing to fear from us. There's no way we'd resort to such barbarity. Now come. Emmett Cullen is waiting for you in the Entrance Hall."

Violet let her eyes drop to the ground. She didn't like being studied like a rat in a maze, but she did like answers. She did like knowing why her veins hurt if one of the elders didn't drink from her. She did like knowing why the other vampires, though jealous of her stature, never dared lay a finger on her. She felt… revered.

But my heart aches, and its not the extra blood, Violet sighed. She brushed a hand through her long blonde hair and let it cascade in her eyes. She wished she could get lost in her thoughts, and not have to face what was through the next set of doors, but she knew that Emmett deserved answers too, even if he didn't like what they were.

Wow, I'm talking a lot this chapter… yup. I think its so funny that this whole series and awesome plot takes place in Forks when in reality Forks is kinda boring. No offense to Forkers. I live in Washington, and it's really not that exciting. The Forks High wrestling team is immense though last time I checked. Props.