Carlisle point of view
The girl weight nothing in my arms, head softly lulling against my shoulder as I carried her limp frame through the corridors and up to the streets. It was a quiet night, even for Volterra, and we made it without incident to the rental car. I worried about how long she would be unconscious as a result from Jane's attack. I felt my Beloved eyes upon me, but the first priority now was settling this sweet body as comfortable as I could on the back seat. She never stirred, or gave any sign of regaining consciousness and my fingers softly brushed a stray brown lock from her face before I closed the door and moved to sit by Esme in the driver's seat.
"I know you crave answers my Love" My dark eyes turned to her and my fingers brushed over her skin as my palm rested against her cheek "and I will explain in the plane, but first we need to find medicine to keep her asleep and to help with the pain. It will do her no good to wake up right now" as always, Esme gave a soft nod of understanding, right as my cell phone rang.
As I started the car, Esme reached into my jacket, taking the cell phone and put it on speaker phone. Of course, Alice's voice immediately came forth, as she had seen the decision made. She questioned our sanity, but knew us too well to do so for long. I waited it out, letting her get it off her chest before asking her to tell the family that we were heading for Isle Esme for now. My Beloved gave a soft nod in understanding as her topaz colored eyes looked to the back seat "she needs to be away from humans…"
Alice offered to call ahead to make sure all was well on the Isle and I gratefully accepted her offer. As a pharmacy which was open 24 hours came into view I stopped to get the medication the girl would need, leaving Esme to talk to Alice for a moment, saying her goodbyes as the family would stay in Forks for now.
As I returned, I found her sitting silently in the front seat, looking to the passed out girl "will we be able to help her Carlisle?" the question was soft, with doubt underlying. I too looked to her and smiled sadly "I don't know. As I said to Aro, I have never seen a pet feel regret after a feed. Aro mentioned that she had been with them for months. If that is true, she was able to stay alive longer than any other pet they have created…she is strong"
I started the car and we drove to the airport. I didn't mention the doubt I had for this girl. Aro was highly manipulative and clever. What if this girl was trained to be our downfall in any shape or form? If that was true, would we be able to end her life if need be after trying to help her? My mind wondered, knowing the girl appealed to Esme's mother heart. But we needed to be aware as well.
The plane stood ready and I silently thanked Alice for having arranged that was well. I laid the girl down and immediately started to get her comfortable. I felt the door of the plane close and heard Esme speak to the pilot, as I cleaned a small area of skin just underneath the left collarbone before uncapping a butterfly needle and carefully inserting it underneath the skin. It was necessary to have, in case the girl would wake up. I would be able to give her some tranquilizer without her even noticing it.
As the plane was in the air I sat back, right next to Esme, and gave a soft sigh. My voice was soft as I explained. "Aro and Caius held pets during the time I was with them. The thought never crossed my mind that they still kept them" I felt Esme lean against me, trying to comfort me by physical contact, and encouraging me to keep talking. "they are hard to create. Our bite not only serves to allow us to drink the blood of our victims, but also let our venom enter the body" I felt her softly nod against my shoulder in agreement. I turned my head and pressed a kiss to her dark curls, noticing she no longer had them pinned up, but they hang loose over her shoulders, my fingers reached for them, softly stroking.
"when they try to create a pet, two bite at the same time. Aro always marked his pets by biting on their forearm, and the other would do the same at the other arm. One drinks only slowly but lets the venom spread, the other drinks more, cleaning the blood from the first vampires venom. It allows the venom to reach the whole bloodstream and all the organs, but after one cycle it is removed again. The whole process is excruciating for the victim and doesn't always end well. There needs to be some slight amount of venom left behind in the victim. If there is too much left, the change will occur. And if too much blood has been taken, the person dies"
I felt Esme still against me, my fingers still softly stroking her hair. I waited for the questions I knew would come. "like James and Edward. James bit Bella and Edward drank from her to get the venom out" her eyes looked to me and I nodded. "yes. And I worried at that point that we would indeed be creating a pet. But it was the only way to keep Bella alive. It seems we didn't, perhaps because the bites need to be simultaneously, or perhaps Edward was able to clean Bella's blood totally, I don't know"
My face must have shown my worry, as Esme drew me closer and I felt her lips find mine. I opened my mouth slightly, to taste my Beloved, and feel her closeness. She drew back after the kiss only slightly to murmer against me "you encouraged Edward to do what you thought was best. You had no choice. All worked out well" her fingers softly brushed through my blond locks and I gave a nod.
"pets were..are…created for multiple purposes. They are trained to fulfill the needs of their creators. In any way" Esme nodded softly as her hand moved to my shirt and fingers played with the buttons in thought. We both knew what I meant. A pet was something to play with, toy with, hurt, manipulate and eventually destroy.
The girl choose that moment to slightly stir and I moved to kneel by her side. I could hear her heartbeat pick up pace, either from increased anxiety as she was struggling to wake up, or from unconscious pain. Taking a small glass vial I drew some midazolam in a small needle and injected it through the placed butterfly needle into the girl, watching her intently until she calmed down again. We would probably be repeating this again before we would reach the Isle.
I took Esme in my arms as I sat back down, knowing I needed to share more so she would be able to understand what probably would happen in the near future. "pets have a longing, a need, to please their creators. They are willing to endure anything if it means that they will be looked upon fondly. It stems from the bond that is created with the bites, as well as the training itself." Esme's hold on me tightened. "this girl has been with Aro and Jane for quite some time" I continued "to break her bond with them, we will probably first have to establish dominance over her, gain her trust in the only way she knows, before we can start to heal her". Esme's nod and dry sob as she buried her face against my shoulder broke my heart. We struggled so many years to blend in with humans, to become like them and fight our natural vampire ways. And now, because of this girl, to be able to help her, that was exactly what we would have to let go. If only for a while.