Muahaha! For some reason I'm filled with ideas all of a sudden? Don't just love when that happens?

ALSO, just in the last two chapters, I've had more people favorite this story than ever! Yeah!

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Reluctantly, Bella had agreed to go out to meet the Volturi with Edward. They met in the neutral territory in the mountains, where no humans were likely to stumble upon them during interface.

When Bella had been human, she'd gone up there with Edward all the time, but now, the feeling in the air was different as the ancient vampire council came into view.

"Ah, you've brought Bella just as I've asked," Aro greeted, moving forward at vampire speed and taking Bella's hands in his own. She flinched slightly at the contact, but accepted it nonetheless. She just wanted this meeting to be over with.

"Well? Can you help Violet?" Edward cut to the chase, his piercing amber eyes staring coldly at the two elders and their body guards that stood just beyond the clearing.

"Yes, that is why we've come." The old vampire looked mournfully into the sky as he sighed. "It would be such a shame to lose such an interesting subject. Especially since there haven't been too many Immortals since the 1600s." He blinked his red eyes suddenly, as if clearing the image from his mind. Turning his attention to Bella, he spoke once again.

"Do you know why I wanted you to be here Isabella?" Bella glanced from her husband to the conniving elder in front of her.

"No," she said blandly, hoping that he wouldn't read her thoughts and discover how disgusted and annoyed she was at him at that moment.

"It's because I've already written the instructions down, in this envelope, and, you're little shield can keep Edward from reading the contents until the time comes. And don't try reading my thoughts either Edward. You know I can block them from you," he added swiftly, realizing Edward's despair when he couldn't pick Aro's brain for the solution.

Aro withdrew a cream colored envelope engraved with Bella's name on it. He presented it to her with a bow, and a smirk.

"W-why can't Edward know?"

"Well, after a bit of research, we discovered well… that the process isn't very pleasant, at least, not for the concubine, and turning her is even more diffictult. We figure it best if you wait until the last possible moment to change her, as you did with Bella when the baby arrived."

"And you're letting her have the baby?" Edward jumped in suspiciously, brushing off quickly the fact that Aro had called his future sister-in-law a concubine. He remembered the trial by fire him and Bella went through so that Nessie was allowed to be brought into existence.

"Why yes, for research purposes of course. And no, we don't intend on taking the child… but we will be watching. That's all… for now." Clapping his hands, Aro summoned his following to him, and they were gone in an instant.

Bella shook her head, hoping to wake up from the bizarre dream she was having.

"Not until the last, possible moment." Bella repeated Aro's words as Edward wrapped his arm around her shoulder.

I don't know what's in store for Vie… but it can't be good.

When they reached the front door, Bella slipped the envelope into her jacket pocket and ran upstairs immediately.

"Well? What did you find out?" Carlisle asked coolly as he approached Edward from the living room. He had just been checking in on Violet, who looked as though she'd be due any day now.

"Nothing. They simply wanted to know how she was coming along," Edward assured his father a little too pleasantly.

"They gave you no information on the birth?" the older vampire looked at his son skeptically.

"No."

"I like Remington… or Rembrant," Violet mused as she once again clutched the baby book. Emmett rolled his eyes.

"Isn't that the name of some dead civil war general?"

"I don't know. Ask Carlisle or Jasper, they was around then, not me," Violet retorted, huffing at the fact that so far, Emmett had shot down every one of her names.

"How 'bout… Kale? That's cool sounding," Emmett approved, glancing at the list over Violet's shoulder as they sat together on the living room sofa. At this point, the size of Violet's belly was unparalleled.

"Kale Cullen? That's a punk name!" Violet let out a chuckle before she convulsed suddenly, doubling over and letting out a shrill cry. Emmett jumped up, grabbing her shoulders and forcing her to look at him.

"What is it? What's wrong? ESME!" He began softly, his voice getting louder and tighter with tension. Violet only shushed him as the Esme flew into the room with a look of absolute concern on her face.

"It's nothing, thank you Esme. Just the baby waking up." Sitting back against the comfort of the pillows, Violet slowly began to recover from the devastating blow from within her.

"I'm sorry babe," Emmett leaned down and whispered in her ear as Esme smiled knowingly and left without a word. Violet motioned for him to sit down as she picked up the book again.

"What're you sorry for? You're not punching me in the gullet, are you?" She joked, her soft voice flowing easily into Emmett's sharp vampire ears.

"I might as well be."

Violet's head snapped up in attention at this. Her blue eyes narrowed as she looked at her lover's guilty expression.

"Hey, you didn't know this was going to happen! No one did!"

"Yeah, but I should've!" Violet was a bit taken back by the volume in his claim however, it was the words that had taken her by surprise.

"That may be, but it's too late now. We're in this together, so shut up about it," she snapped, blowing her finicky blonde hair out of her face as she glared down at the book.

It was her quirks, her charm, her beauty, her kindness, and even her anger that made Emmett's heart contort with pain. It was the way her blonde hair fell into her eyes and how her toe always tapped against the sofa like she was listening to music. He couldn't believe that in a few days… she could be gone.

"Try to take one more sip. For the baby," Esme encouraged as she helped Violet sip on the blood mixture that the baby didn't seem to reject.

Violet was pinching her nose tightly as to not smell the liquid, but as soon as it was down, she gagged at the lingering taste in her mouth. Thankfully, it all stayed down.

Bella stood with her arms crossed in the corner, gazing empathetically at Violet who was collapsed in a sad state on the floor. Her skin was ghostly pale, the circles under her eyes were sullen and dark from days of not sleeping. Her hands shook when she stood up and the blue in her irises was darkened and gray from the stress of it all.

Since she'd been given the envelope, Bella had kept in on her everyday so that it wouldn't fall into unwitting hands. As she watched Violet trudge to the couch, she put her hand over her pocket and sighed. The next few moments were peaceful for Bella, that is, until all hell broke loose.

A violent, agonizing scream echoed from the living room and carried through the entire house. Vampire babies weren't normal ones. Birthing was quick, but excruciating.

Carlisle was by her side in a heartbeat, barking orders at Bella, Emmett and Edward who were the only ones who could stand the smell of the blood that pooled beneath where Violet lay on the floor.

Bella turned away momentarily, as the sight of the blood shocked her into clutching the envelope that she hid in the folds of her jacket. She gripped it even tighter when she looked at the completely defeated look on her family's faces. They didn't have any hope.

I have to do it. I have to give them the letter… before it's too late.

Tearing the paper fast and decisively, Bella began to skim the contents within.

Dear Cullens,

I will be brief for I fear Violet has not much time left. After the child is born, you will need a sharp, sterile instrument. Slit the Immortal's wrists for optimal blood-letting and wait until her last heart beat. Once it has come and gone, bite her cleanly in the neck. If all goes as planned, she'll be a vampire within days.

Now that you have followed my instructions, here is a warning. Immortals' blood is temperamental when it comes to vampire venom, so the change will last a day or two longer than normal. This is perfectly normal.

Questions? You know where to find us.

Aro

Bella looked up urgently and allowed her psychic shield to fall down. Edward immediately read her thoughts and looked warily at Emmett.

He's not going to like this, he thought, running into the kitchen for a blade and some towels. Violet's screams had by now turned to whimpers, for her voice was nearly gone, her breath coming in shallow rasps. She had about an hour more before the baby would come, and it would be the longest hour of her life.

"It'll all be over soon," Emmett whispered as he stroked Violet's hair away from her face. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, reminding him of how a rabbit looks- vulnerable and terrified, right before a bird of prey swoops down on it. He shook the thought from his head and pressed his lips to her forehead, holding her limp hand in his as she writhed on the carpet.

With another scream, Bella was ushering Emmett away from Violet's prone form. She took his hands in hers as Edward explained. Emmett shook his head hopelessly as he heard the Volturi's instructions.

"How can we trust them? She could end up…"

"I hope you weren't going to say dead," Edward snapped before his brother pushed him viciously into the wall.

"Boys, this is serious, but Emmett, it's your decision." Carlisle looked seriously between his sons before Emmett finally bowed his head in defeat.

"What other choice do I have? I know what happens if we sit around and do nothing-"

Violet's continued screams hailed Carlisle back to her side. Emmett was beside her in a flash, wiping the sweat from her forehead as her arms and legs shook with the pain.

"Vie… whatever happens. I love you so much," Emmett whispered into her ear. She nodded, her throat dry and constricted, waiting for some sort of relief. It came when the pain in her stomach had finally ceased. She'd barely noticed the small bundle Esme was carrying hurriedly away from the bloody scene before she realized she was dying slowly.

"T-the baby… he's not crying," she whimpered, her voice barely audible, even to Emmett's vampire ears.

"He'll be okay. Just… hold on for me will you?" Emmett left her side for a mere second when Violet finally noticed, in a single moment of clarity, that Emmett's warm, brown eyes were red and forlorn with the impending reality. She tasted salt on her face, not really sure whether it was her own tears or her lover's.

"I want to see him grow up," Violet rasped, looking at Emmett as she felt a cold blade on her wrists. For some reason, it didn't frighten her.

"You will." The promise lingered in the air between them as the knife sliced into the white flesh of Violet's skin. She let out a sigh, as if acknowledging the end of the road, but as the darkness was getting thicker and thicker around her, she felt her pulse loud and obnoxious in her ears.

The pain was gone for an instant as the final heartbeat sounded…

And then it came rushing back… ten fold.

When the poison entered her system, the Cullens stood watch anxiously. All that was left to do was wait.

I'm not really sure why no one told Emmett about their little plan before it happened. Maybe their sadists. I don't really know. Anyways, REVIEW and I'll love you forever.

~DMar