AN: I am a little bit rusty so go easy on my. Its been a while since my last update. And excuse the errors, I'm not perfect in any way, shape or form.

also, WARNING: this chapter contains strong and explicit language. Proceed at your own risk!


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The Snake

BELLA

Oh my head. I clutched my scalp, groaning as I attempted to work the ache into submission. I took a second to assess my bodily dilemma. My eyes beyond numb to rise, limbs aching, and head pounding with a slight abdominal nausea. Fantastic. But my heaviest burden was the nightmare that roused me from my sleep. The feeling of heartache and immense loss. The loss of my shattering fragment of human emotions, taken by a devil in a guise of faux mortal flesh and halo of powder blonde hair, and eyes as red as the darkest embers.

But that was all that it was. Only a nightmare. And with resolution I dropped my hand back on the bed, never opening my eyes, yet I felt the darkness of the room, and knew it was still within the night. I turned on my side and brought my hands up next to my face on the pillow, trying to resume my sleep. But as I skimmed my hand through the material of the sheet, not the cotton of my bedding that I was accustomed to, but a smooth and heavy satin fabric.

The alien sensation encouraged my eyes to slowly open to take in, and visually digest what was going on. Once my eyes took in the room, which was not my own, into check like a metal spring I rose from the bed.

And if that was not enough to sober my hazy mind, then the eye contact with the central figure of my nightmare himself was the final kick-start to work my gears into motion. There he was, Caius in all his glory, standing right on the edge of the bed, in the room I was trapped in, in the Volturi's sanctuary, in the darkest depth of a foreign city with no place to run. Trapped like a rabbit. Paralyzed with his stare, I felt my breath becoming labored. His eyes went from my own to skim my lying form on the bed, scrutinizing me, sending a shiver along my back. He concluded by pursing his lips in disapproval.

"Your garments are hideous. You will wash and dress accordingly. You are expected to present your self properly, in manners and appearance." He spoke so swiftly; it took me a second to register what he said. And when it did I blanched.

I was dumbstruck by his words and was rewarded by a look of annoyance. "When I speak to you, I expect you to comply and reply. Do you understand, girl?" Now was my turn as I glared back, my jaw tense as I gritted my teeth. Who does he think he is?

"No." My dry lips forming into a thin line, I didn't know what outraged me most, his arrogance or the fact that I actually had the backbone to argue with a killing force of nature.

"What?" If he wasn't pissed before then he was pissed now. I gulped, feeling a little kick of adrenaline rush through my veins as my heart drummed a rhapsody.

"I was bargained like an object and taken from my home and family. Flown across the world, and held in this" I gestured around the room "fancy little cage. All because a high and mighty vampire decided he wants a human toy." Yes, Bella, give the vampire more reasons to break you across his knee like a pathetic twig. My subconscious chided.

"So excuse me for not being compliant to your demands when I am striped of choice and freedom. Held against my will in this damned place." I felt the tears sting my eyes from my helpless state, but I stood my ground. I was a fool's fool. But I had nothing to lose; I lost everything that mattered already.

Biting his lower lip, Caius crossed his arm. And for a brief moment I took in his attire. He still adored the overly large black rob, with the Volturi pendant around his neck. As he crossed his arms in front of his chest, the massive sleeves hitch to his elbows, revealing a burgundy dress shirt, with strikingly reflective golden cufflinks.

His eerily calm voice brought me back from wherever my mind wandered. "Your will? Your choice?" he stood straighter, seemingly looking much taller than I thought him to be, judging by his shoulder built he was a male of strong stature. Yet his loose attire hid his form well. I was immediately intimidated by his sheer build and tried to avoid meeting his gaze. I focused instead on his Adam's apple.

"I seem to recall your arrival here was of your own choice. A decision you made. No freedom taken, no choice stripped. You handed it all to us very much willingly." Caius stated.

"Of course I didn't have a choice. If I didn't agree the Cullens and everyone I hold dear would be in danger."

"But gratitude to you they wont. As a matter of fact, Aro has sent a marginally selection of guards to fly all the way to your precious little town and facilitate the Cullens in any way they desire."

He took a step forward. "Your sacrifice for the sake of good is not just helping them, but it has also elevated them in the vampire world. News has traveled of this to all our kind. They now acknowledge Carlisle and his wards as a noble family. Respected and protected under the Volturi name. You should be delighted."

"That still doesn't justify my presence. And it doesn't mean I should be happy in any way."

He seemed to be pondering something as he pursed his lips. "I could indulge for a moment or two. What do you want, little girl?" he smirked eerily.

I gulped, my throat instantly becoming dry. " I want to go home."

"Not an option. What else?"

I blanched but quickly recovered. "Why not?"

"Because from this day forward, this is your sanctuary. You will forget your previous life. Erase it from you mind. You will not mention a word of it. You are now a part of this household so you should accept this now and make your transition to this lifestyle a more durable experience."

"And if I don't?" I regretted the defiance that escaped my mouth.

"Only you will be the one to suffer the consequences." He whispered, his voice heavy with threat.

Did I really want to antagonize him? I forgot that unlike the Cullens, who I suppose are considered an anomaly of their normal lifestyle, of which I was accustomed to, Caius and all who resided here were far from it. I truly was a glutton for death.

And against my better survival instincts, I continued to push. "What? You will drink me dry?" I concluded sarcastically, crossing my arms in front of my chest.

"Listen you ungrateful little wench, you should be beyond joy that you get to even be here. No human has ever came and left with their pulse intact. So consider yourself lucky." He arched his perfectly shaped brow, at the double meaning behind the last part.

"You are best to bend your mind to this way of life."

"And what happens to things that don't bend?" I challenged. Stop you fool!

"They break." he uttered delicately and with such a whisper I could feel the blood leave my face.

I gulp loudly yet squared my shoulders. "You don't scare me."

Caius gazed at me bemused. Dare I say that I stumped him?

Oh what a priceless picture. Even my subconscious was flabbergasted. He just stands, gazing at me speechless. A victory short lived as he quickly recovers and darkness in his eyes possesses him. He bares his teeth, his stance becoming feral, shoulders slumped, neck craned forward, palm twitching, and if I'm not mistaken then the wild vampire just decided to rear its ugly head. What have I done?

In a matter of a mere second with his supernatural ability, he is standing to the side of the bed, towering over me. I could hear a faint growl reverberating deep within his throat. He reaches over and grabs my elbow and pulls me to my feet, as I try not to lose my balance. His eyes blaze with brightness I have never seen so close before. The side of my body was pressed to his chest and the chill of him makes me visibly shudder. His hand, which still clutched my elbow, came up to my wrist, as did his other hand to my other wrist. He held them both firmly, not hard enough to hurt but strong enough that I couldn't pry myself of him.

My subconscious was chastises my stupidity of being mixed in a game with a vampire whom, if he so chooses, could kill me in the must brutal way. I panicked, as my chest rose and fell with every deep breath I took, I tried willing some form of control on my emotions. I just barely realized that I was facing him properly now, my body was glued to his, and my chest brushing his, as I took deep needed breathes to calm myself.

His gaze darkens fractionally but the hostility was still there. Now he was gritting his teeth audibly. We could have been standing there for seconds yet it felt longer.

"So I don't scare you, not even now?" his face inched a littler closer and his breath cascades across my face like a soft veil. It was sweet and aromatic; it reminded me of how Edward often exhaled, unknowingly, on my face after kissing my lips so gentle and chastely. Probably, to calm his nerves of the restraint, and constant test of 'endurance' he was putting himself through.

Yet Caius showed no such restrain, he was raged yet he was not restrained. He was just breathing, and I was entranced. Now I understood how vampires could lure their prey. I never understood it before, or perhaps only experienced such a state with only one other individual. And like a hammer on the head I realized Caius was dazzling me.

"No clever retorts, girl?" His eyes scan my face before going back to meet mine. I was still shell-shocked while the realization was still being absorbed. "I believe I just silence that mouth of yours."

I suck in an abundant portion of air while my eyes fluttered. Caius was being cocky.

"No" I whispered. Was I agreeing or disagreeing?

I didn't have anything else to say. Hell, I couldn't even form one single coherent thought. My mind is in a whirlwind. I was still intoxicated by his breath and magnetic eyes. And I think he was aware of the affect I was experiencing … I think ….. I'm so confused.

"I see. Perhaps I should show you what happens to defiant little girls who don't obey." He whispered. His eyes and features took on another depth with an emotion I couldn't name and never recognized before, yet it was still dark and hooded. Slowly he was pushing my body along with his on the bed. I tried to push my self against him but it was in vain. Gently I landing on the mattress, yet I was taken by surprise when his own body covered mine, pushing me even deeper onto the bed as I felt the full weight of his form. He brought my hands up, which he still held from my wrists beside my face.

Our bodies were so close, so tightly bound together; we could have no choice but to meld into one. I couldn't word a protest, my subconscious took the speech center of my brain and hauled ass. His thumbs stroked that sensitive mortal vain on my wrists, hypnotizing my body into a deeper stage of numbness, and mixed with his breath on my face, it was ….. bloody euphoria! .. no pun intended.

His long, slender nose lightly touched the tip of mine. I parted my lips, blowing my breath on his face. He seemed to relish the feeling. His eyes sparkled and danced with excitement.

This was wrong. This was right.

I should fight this. But to surrender would be easier.

I love Edward. Edward is not here.

Caius is here.

I am. So. Confused.

And as if I wasn't already sucked into this pit of oblivion, I hit rock bottom when Caius unleashed a low, rumbling growl deep within his chest. It vibrated to my breast hitting my spine, down below to that forbidden place between the meet of my thighs. I scrunched my brows, feeling frightened, disturbed and overwhelmed by this feeling.

Then, just then I felt something, took a second or two to identify, but I knew exactly what it was to be yet only learned about it in educational books, and saw in smutty movies. It was hard, long, and pressing on my right thigh. Oh shit.

Within a matter of seconds the enchantment disappeared. The door to the room flew open with a roaring bang, hitting the adjacent wall and causing splinters to fly. The magical spell was broken.

The connection to our eyes was severed as we focused on the figure standing at the entry. She was tall, blonde, bejeweled and dressed in the tightest body contouring dress I have ever seen except on the slender form of anorexic fashion models on magazine covers. Yet this woman was anything but that with her curvy figure. She stood smug and sneering, taking in Caius' and my position on the bed.

Caius and me ….. OH SHIT!

I felt bewildered, and confused and angry. How did I consent to this behavior? Wait, did I really consent? Of course not, this was forced against my will. Wasn't it? I mean I didn't fight against him harder. But I didn't want to. No I did, I'm sure eventually I would have tried to at least attempt to push him off. Yet, when was I going to actually do it, I was reduced to a limbless pound of flesh with none of my years of evolved mental capabilities. I felt the blood smatter over my cheekbones. My face was on fire.

Caius used his vampire lure to dazzle me. It's the only explanation that made sense. But none of the rest did, I had more questions than ever and they all revolved around the center of their universe. The man still on top of me. Good god.

"Did I come in a bad time?" the unknown blonde broke my frazzled chastising. She instantly erupted into a wild grin and her gaze turned beyond borderlines menacing when they came to rest on my face.

I could hear a faint growl building in his throat. He disliked her, as he appears to dislike everyone. I think.

Did he dislike me too? Not from this position. This voice in my head needs to shut up.

Caius snarled towards her. Whatever blood remained in my face paled at the frightening eruption, and so close to my ear. He pushed himself off the bed taking me with him. He released my hands and went to stand in front of the bed, covering my view of the magnificent immortal.

"What right do you think you have coming in here?" Caius gritted out. I couldn't see his face but his clinched fists spoke enough.

"I don't need your permission to do whatever I please." The blonde vampire stated coolly.

"Get out!" Caius roared. His voice echoed through the ceiling making me jump.

"No. I want to see the little human."

"You saw her. Now take you foul self and be gone." He was shaking. Caius was livid. I can't believe this is the same person who a moment ago had me under him. My blush returned with a vengeance.

"You don't order me around! I only follow Aro's orders and no one else. So save your superiority for your minions." The female vampire's voice picked in volume.

"Did Aro send you?"

"Maybe he did, maybe he didn't. Its none of your business." She challenged.

"I don't have the luxury of wasting my time, however infinite it may be, with my brother's concubine. So I will say this again. LEAVE!" Caius was shaking. And finally some common sense within a buried part of my head advised me to step back.

I can see her head bobbing over Caius's shoulder trying to peer over and look at me. But Caius stepped over and eclipsed my view of her again, before he launched himself at her. Within seconds they were at the far right of the room. He had the woman pinned by her arms to the wall. They both challenged each other, each snarling louder and louder. The sounds pierced my ears painfully.

"Just because Aro fills that void of yours like the harlot you are, doesn't make you anything special. A well used cunt is still a worthless cunt."

Oh. My. God

"Jane!" Caius called out. And immediately the hyper of the twins came rushing in. Either she is fast or … she was standing outside. Hearing everything prior to the intrusion. Fantastic.

"Master."

"Take the human to her room." Caius ordered, still forcing to hold the woman down.

"Yes master." Jane turned to me and snaked her arm around my waist, picking me up effortlessly out of the room and through the hall.

As we rounded outside the door I saw Alec standing over, waiting patiently. Great, so there were two eavesdroppers. I was already humiliated of the I be anymore embarrassed? I just want to curl on myself and pathetically wallow in shame and guilt. But I chose to curl on the little vampire girl carrying me, and buried my face in her neck.


ARO

The moment Demetri barged into my study and informed me of Sulpicia's current whereabouts I practically flew out the door, heading into the same direction. The closer I approached, the louder I heard the clashing, crashing and growls of my two hostile family members. A little, insignificant part of me feared the worse, and that the whole Athenadora scenario repeating itself; only this time it would be two at the downfall. Athenadora was weak and untrained; pathetic at her best, her only inferior was a human, simply dismal. Sulpicia and Caius on the other hand were evenly matched. I hope I am not to late.

I thank the powers above for being in my fortune. As I came to the last hallway, passing Jane and Alec as they fled away from the monstrosity I was running towards. Jane had Bella draped over her, and she clung to the young vampire so desperately. I felt a small nudge in my chest that she could have been harmed or worse. Yet I smelled no blood and she was still breathing, although trembling. She was still alive, that eased my conscious fractionally. But I had another issue at hand once I confirmed the human is safe.

As I approached the room, which was a disaster as the once beautiful furniture was nothing but a clutter of wood, ripped fabric and shattered glass.

Ignoring the mess, my eyes focused on the two immortal entities that, I fear, were going to be anything and everything but on their best behavior as the human resided under this roof.

This was the last straw. I need to put my foot down.

Years of intimidation, pride and rage flooded my consciousness and body. Venom pooled in my mouth. I barely took noticed to the two guards flanking my side, but just a distance away from me.

"I have tolerated your insubordination long enough." I uttered calmly, yet the malicious undertone didn't go unnoticed. Caius and Sulpicia looked at me in total horror. Yes, they should well know who is the true master. Their status is moot from my point, and where I stand I am the damn king.

I was a little taken back when it was Caius who collected himself and calmed first. He grabbed Sulpicia by the neck and threw her across the room. He dusted his attire, standing straighter and more mannered than I ever seen him. The times I saw him present himself in such way over the thousands of years could fill two sides of a single page.

A part of me took some appreciation and pride. He was learning. I hope.

Sulpicia on the other hand was too lost and far gone, no sanity left, only the essence of the very vampires we are, and the craze of a newborn. Battle training proved wise as she landed on her feet rather than collide with the wall. Yet she was still like a rabid hellhound, attempting another attack on my younger brother.

"Restrain her." I order. And two of my guards grabbed Sulpicia by her arms and dragged her out of the room. But not before she was halted in front of me and her eyes met mine.

She seemed to have snapped out of whatever foggy red haze she was in, and acknowledged my wrath and it's full force. I placed my hand gently on her cheek and slightly grazed my fingertips on her cheekbone.

She blanched when she realized this was not the touch of affection I always bestow upon her. On the contrary, this was the cruelest form of coldness I could grant her.

"I will deal with you later, my dear. But know that I am disappointed in you."

That was all it took to unhinge her. If she could cry she would. And taken out of the room she was, to a far away room in this castle for me to deal with later.

I turned my attention back on my brother, still standing calmly, clasping his hands together. My hand itched to reach forward and know what he was thinking. But I shoved the impulse as I more than ever needed to have him know that I was still his brother, and needed him to give me his unconditional trust. So instead, I shoved my hands in my pants suit pocket. He took notice, and somewhat relaxed his tense shoulders.

And like a lighting strike, an idea came to me. I found the best maneuver to get him on my side, and erase our past blunder immediately.

"Come to my study. We have something to discuss. And the faster we can work through it, the sooner you can be with the young Bella." I said, my tone was efficient and all business.

His eyes slightly bulged, as he expected me to scold him as I did many times over the years for his past ill behaviors. I didn't give him the chance to retort as I turned on my heel and leave this havoc of a room. My lips slightly twitched upward when I felt he was following me close behind. Yes, he was learning.

Could it be because of young Bella, I am not sure. But if so, then she took a more elevated value in my consideration. But now I had to fight to keep her here. And time, though abundant, was now against us.

Our visitors will be here very soon.