He set me on my feet just inside the door of the house they were staying in. The large hallway was bright and filled with art work. Red artificial flowers stood in a small white vase on the pine table. These were all obviously put in by the owner. Thinking of Aro putting them there made me want to roll over and laugh.
The rain had started again, not as heavy as before but enough to wash away both of our scents. He had informed me on the way that his talent did not work on me just like it did not work on my mother. His gift was something similar to my father's, he could read every thought someone has ever had just by touching them. The image of him touching me again made me want to run for my life - which any sane person would be doing right now. But me being here made Jacob's life a whole lot safer, well, at least I hoped it did.
He led me down the hallway to another spacious room. It was the dining room. A large dark wooden table took up most of the space. The walls were painted a rich cream with even more art work hanging from the walls. I shivered looking at the white faces of Caius and Marcus stare back at me. "Have a seat." Aro said, gesturing to the chair at the top of the table. My heart started pounding frantically. I wanted to run but I would never get away with three of them there and they all looked like they were ready to run after me - like they were expecting me to take off. I decided my best bet was to hear them out, do whatever they wanted me to do, and make sure Jake was safe.
I walked quickly behind Marcus. Before I could get passed Caius I could feel his cold fingers brush against mine. "Renesmee." He said softly.
"Get your hands off of me!" I spat. His little 'do gooder' act was not working on me anymore. I cursed under my breath for the hundredth time. How the hell was I so stupid? I should have known. I deserved everything I got after that.
I stood, unmoving behind the seat.
"Please, Renemsee, take a seat." Aro said, as he pulled out a chair at the opposite end and sat down. I stared at him for a moment but his expression was unreadable.
"I'm fine with standing." I responded coldly.
"Take a seat, Renesmee." He repeated, this time with a little more force. My hands clenched into fist and I found myself counting to three in my best attempts to slow down my frantic heart beat. I pulled out the chair and sat down. I was better off doing as they said at this stage. They tried to kill me eight years ago, something told me they would have no second thoughts of doing it now.
I gritted my teeth together and inhaled deeply before speaking. "Ok, so what is it exactly that you want from me?" I asked not once breaking my gaze with Aro. I had to show them I wasn't scared. I had to be strong. Too bad my pulse was telling them differently. Damn their over sensitive hearing.
Aro mouth lifted into a wide smile, revealing his white teeth. "You want to know what we want from you?"
"Stop with the games. Just spit it out."
"Well, we want you of course." He smiled as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Ok, maybe it should have been the most obvious thing in the world and I should have seen right through them two weeks ago.
"You have me now what do you want me for?" I asked, starting to get annoyed.
"Oh, Renesmee, you really don't understand, do you?" Marcus interjected. Obviously, I didn't or else I would have said something.
"We want you. Not anything from you, just you." Aro began. I swallowed hard not letting myself believe what he was telling me. "You would be a great asset to the Volturi. You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. You would attract a lot of humans to us and with just one touch of your hand you could send them a thought that makes them think they want to go with you." My breathing became heavier as his words began to seep through my body, making my stomach turn in knots. He wanted me as bait. He wanted me to attract innocent people so he could kill them. "Not only that, but you would be a very powerful source to our family."
"No!" I shouted but I couldn't stand, my legs felt like steal. "I'm not going anywhere with you. My family and Jacob would never let that happen."
"Aw, how sad. We came all this way for you." He said, sounding disappointed. "Jacob will be missed."
I gasped loudly. I knew exactly what he was telling me. If I didn't go, Jacob would be killed.
"But my family will never let it happen, even if I agreed to go." My voice sounded strained.
"That is why we want you to come up with a good story so they will get over you. That or the whole Volturi Guard will fight against your family. And I think we both know how that will turn out." My eye's stung as the tears began to well up. "And Jacob would already be dead so he wouldn't even be able to fight."
This couldn't be happening. I had no other choice. I would never be able to live with myself if something happened to my family. And they were going to get me one way or another so the best possible way would be to keep my family out of danger.
"If this is what you had planned for me all along then what was with the big charade that you liked me?" I said bitterly glancing at Caius. He lowered his head in what I thought was shame but he held no guilt in him. He couldn't of had.
"Oh but we do like you Renesmee but you would have known something was wrong if we mistreated you. We had to get you to trust at least one of us." And was he good at doing that. Caius was good at what he did. I felt like pouncing on him right there but that was going to get me nowhere.
A smile tugged at my lips realizing there was no way they were going to get passed Alice and my father with this plan. "I think you have underestimated my family Aro." I said smugly. "Have you forgotten my father's and Alice's abilities?"
"How could I forget? And wonderful abilities they are but encase you have not noticed, Alice cannot see your future." He reminded me.
"Yes, but she can see your's. And my father can read your mind's."
I bit on the inside of my cheek as he chuckled. "Oh silly Renesmee. Have you not noticed that we have gotten passed Alice's visions before and for some reason your father has never even heard a glimpse of our plan."
My smile turned to a hard expression. That was something I was truly intrigued to know about.
"We would like you to meet Alicia, the newest member of the Volturi." With that a tall, strawberry haired beauty gracefully glided into the dining area, a wide smile placed on her heart shaped face. Her short hair angled onto her face. I could tell from the color of her eye's that she too was experimenting with our diet but not as long as the rest of them had. The crimson red could still be seen in her eye's but it was fading, the golden color calmed over the red. Her bottom lip was slightly too big for her mouth and pressed over her top as if she was pouting. She was the slightest bit taller than me but her shape looked similar to mine. She took a seat next to Aro and flashed a wide grin at me again as if she had known me her whole life.
"Alicia has a very unusual power." Aro began. "She has the ability to hide things." My eye's narrowed but I stayed silent, I wanted him to continue. "She shows people like your father and Alice exactly what she wants them to see. For example, when we first got here she hid the fact that we were coming from Alice, somehow blocking it from her visions. And then, with your father, while we were thinking everything we wanted to think she was putting different thoughts into his head, that evidently sounded like our thoughts but they weren't, they were the thought's we wanted her to show him." He informed me. "And..." He continued. "Obviously, she is very good at hiding herself as well. She was also our distraction. She was the scent that nobody could recognize."
That explained everything. When they said they wanted to help Jacob my father read their minds and it seemed they only wanted to help but they didn't because they knew exactly where he was the whole time. Jacob!
"Where is Jacob?" I asked, my voice drenched in panic.
"Jacob is doing just fine." Marcus said calmly.
But wouldn't Jacob tell my family everything when they let him go? They would know I was with the Volturi.
As if he could read my mind Aro spoke again. "You know that Jacob is still half human which meant that medicine still works on him. Jacob has been unconscious for the past five days due to an injection we have been giving him daily. Tonight, Caius will find him lying on the forest floor and when he wakes up he won't remember a thing. Well, he will remember everything apart from the past five days. He won't even remember the pain we put him through to capture him in the first place. Everyone will think he followed the scent of the unknown vampire." I flinched hearing Jake had gone through pain. The anger boiled up inside of me. I knew that if my family thought that Caius had found him they would trust him that bit more.
Then, it hit me like my heart exploded. I would never see Jake or any of my family again. All I had now was the memories. I could feel the hot tears stream down my cheeks but I didn't care. I wouldn't never get to go shopping with Alice, sit down and listen to Jasper give me advice, go hunting with Emmett for bears, have girlie chats with Rosalie, watch Gran give out to my uncles for ruining her garden and how Grandpa was just so loving. Then there was Grandpa Charlie, I was going to miss sitting watching a game with him. And my parents, their lives would be shattered. I would never get to hug them again or give out about how they were too protective of me. They would never forgive themselves for this. Then, there was Jacob. I don't even think it is worth thinking about what he would do but I hoped he would move on and find someone else who loved him just as much as I did, someone who made him happy, maybe even have the kids that I would never be able to even try and give him. Oh God I loved that man.
They had to let me go and they would only do that with one thing.
"And you." Marcus said, pointing his finger at me. "Have you come up with a plan so your family will give you up because I can't imagine them giving you up that easy.."
I nodded my head. "They will." I said firmly. Sounding the total opposite to how I felt.
"If they think I am dead."
