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Bella.

I took a quick glance over the woman beside me, she had a sort of peaches and cream complexion with long chestnut colored locks that tinted auburn in the sunlight. Even though her hair was all twisted up in a messy bun, it was obvious that it was naturally wavy. Her eyes were large and round, doe eyes, with a smooth chocolate hue that was disrupted only by golden topaz flecks. My eyes swept down her perfectly symmetrical nose to a pair of shapely pouty pink lips.

Yes, Bella suited her perfectly.

She was in fact, beautiful.

I quickly shifted my glance towards the dilapidated path we were traveling on, noticing a clearing up ahead.

"Welcome to 'The Grotto' pretty, boy." She snickered as my jaw unhinged.

This place looked horrible! I thought the path here was bad, but it was nothing compared to what looked like an old boarding school. The windows were broken, several pieces of the masonry was cracked and missing, and the landscape...we just won't go there.

I hopped out, looking at her incredulously.

She snickered behind her hand, looking everywhere but at me.

"You're kidding right? Am I on candid camera or something?" I huffed, fisting my hair in irritation.

She merely shook her head, moving towards the entrance to the shoddy building. "You coming or what?"

I followed behind her, albeit reluctantly. The stench of mold and dampness almost overwhelmed me. As we walked across the crumbling cement, we made it to one single pillar standing in the middle of the room. In the scheme of things it seemed out of place until she slid a well hidden compartment out of the side and aligned her wrist with a laser beam in that shone right down the middle.

I hadn't noticed the small barcode permanently etched into her skin. With a beep and a click a trap door dropped about 10 feet away. Without a word she walked towards it and descended the stairs to the landing below.

I followed suit and continued to follow her to a large steel door. She scanned her wrist again and the door retracted.

"Wow..." I trailed off as I took in the vast area. It was almost cave like, but nice in an eerie type way. The archway was carved in stone with wall sconces leading the way. I almost expected a Knight in armor to launch at me wielding a sword. We finally made it to a large mahogany double door. She pushed it open, waving me forward.

"After you, pretty boy." She stated flatly.

"You know, you can call me Ed..." My voice disappeared, as I scanned my surroundings. We had entered a conference room of some sort. The walls were concrete, much like the rest of what I'd seen, but it more or less decorated like a board room. The decor wasn't what shocked me into silence. It was the fact that all conversation ceased the moment I entered the room and there were six pair of eyes trained on me.

Four men. Two women.

At the head of the table sat a man that looked to be in his late fifties with dark black hair that fell right above his shoulders, and olive colored skin. His slate grey eyes held an air of misheif.

To his right, a withering older man sat with his fingers tented beneath his chin. His hair was much longer, with fairer skin. His expression was cold, hard and lifeless.

To his left was a much younger man. His hair was a striking blonde, but his eyes were equally so, almost unnaturally blue. He seemed to be the younger of the aforementioned two.

I assumed they were in charge simply by place.

To the other end of the table sat the two females and the other guy. My skin prickled as I assessed his size. The guy was huge, and extremely intimidating. All of six and a half foot tall and two hundred fifty pounds, his smirk did nothing to ease my tension.

Lastly, the two women sized me up from head to toe. One small and meek, with child-like features. The other was a red headed bombshell, complete with the body of a fifties pinup.

Bella pointed to each one, introducing them by name.

"Aro." The head.

"Marcus." The withering wisdom.

"Cauis." The youngbuck.

"Alec." The sledgehammer

"Jane." The chameleon.

"Victoria." The spit-fire.

"Hello Edward. I've been waiting a long time for you, my boy. Welcome." Aro greeted with a dark smile. "Why don't you have a seat?"