Trust Factor
Chapter 8: All Your Fears Can Be Seen in Your Future
Friday January 16- 6:45pm-Volterra-Italy
Caprice looked at the clock. She held the phone in her hand, hoping it would ring. Monica and Hailey had not shown up back at the dorm that day and she was getting worried. She and Bella had already called the police and described the girl that took them and in the morning a group was to be sent out to look for them, but until then, it was up to them calling or showing up somewhere.
Bella was on the phone with Rikki. She was listening intensively to her story. Bella had explained their situation and Rikki had freaked out. Rikki was going on about these attacks that she and Ash had seen.
"You think this girl was a vampire, and took both Monica and Hailey for a meal?" Bella asked after Rikki finished.
"I can't see a different explanation. She most likely wanted you and your friend too, but you didn't cooperate as she had expected," Rikki explained.
"Don't you think if she wanted to eat us, she would have done it right there in the ally, we were already hidden," Bella told her.
"She could've been taking them to others," Rikki suggested.
"Somehow, I can't find a reason not to believe this story," Bella said quietly, "It was said vampires used to live here. Maybe the Volturi is not as loyal as they are made out to be."
"The who?"
"The Volturi, there the first family, you know, the kings, rulers of the city."
"Oh got it, look I have to go, but you should really call Cleo and tell her what's happening. I haven't spoken to Cleo since… well… before she left," Rikki said before saying bye and hanging up.
Bella looked at Caprice with all her simple worries, before dialing Cleo's mobile number. There were six rings before Cleo's voice mail came on saying, "Hi, it's Cleo, and I am unable to get to the phone at this moment, but if you give me your name and number then I will defiantly get back to you."
Bella left a short message telling Cleo almost everything in a hurried rush. Then she hung up and went back to sit with Caprice and wait till they could do something useful.
Saturday January 17- 3:30pm-Cullen House-Forks Washington
"I'm glad you came with me, Cleo," Alice said as the two of them made their way down the Cullen's long drive. "No one else will go shopping with me."
"It was nothing, I had fun," Cleo said with a smile.
"Really, or are you just say that to make me happy?" Alice asked. "You know, like you were doing all yesterday."
Cleo looked over at Alice as she said, "I was not just saying whatever you wanted to hear yesterday."
"You can't get anything past me," Alice said as she parked her yellow Porsche in the Cullen's garage.
Cleo looked away.
"You don't have to be unhappy just to make me happy," Alice said.
"I know," Cleo answered before the two of them got out of the car and went into the house.
There in the house, Everyone was standing in the living room. No one was talking. Alice went right over to where Jasper was standing next to Rosalie and Emmett. Cleo stood in the middle of the circle with all eyes on her.
"Cleo, we don't want to scare you, but we have a problem," Carlisle started.
"The Volturi is coming," Edward said in a flat tone. "They are like the law enforcers of the vampire world. No one knows what they want but…"
"They want Cleo," Alice broke in. "I don't know how they found out about her, but that is who they are after."
Cleo was speechless. She stood motionless in the middle of the circle and let the Cullen's explain.
"We don't know when they are coming, but we think it is soon," Carlisle said. "And you must know you will be safe here. We will not let the Volturi hurt or take you."
"So what does this mean?" Cleo asked.
"Nothing… yet," Alice said. "Nothing until we know when they are coming and how they know about what you are."
"We'll probably have about a month or two to prepare," Carlisle said, "We'll start by calling Tanya's family in Denali. They're like us and will help you. I don't think this will be big though. There is nothing to worry ourselves about."
Cleo took a deep breath. She closed her eyes, then opened them again quickly. "Where exactly are they coming from?"
"Italy, Volterra, Why?" Bella answered.
"That's where my friend, Bella is staying," Cleo said under her breath, but everyone heard.
"Right, your friend," Alice said remembering the blond in the airport. "She is staying in Volterra? Why is she there?"
"She once lived near a girl who now goes to a boarding school in Volterra," Cleo explained. "The girl is Caprice."
"I'll start watching her," Alice said leaving the group with Jasper.
"You can go upstairs, Cleo," Carlisle said as the group split and she did.
Saturday January 17-5:40pm-Internatnal Airport-Italy
Will stepped off the plane and looked around. People were meeting friends, getting rides, and talking in many different languages, a few of which he understood. Two little girls stood near the terminal. Neither of them looked older than ten-years-old and they looked lost. One had her arm around the other's waist. Both girls wore American clothes and were speaking English to each other, so Will thought it would be safe if he talked to them.
"Hey, sweetie, are you two lost?" He asked the older of the two girls.
She nodded and said in a low voice, "My mommy said to wait here, but that was a long time ago."
"Mommy said she would be back quickly," The younger one added in a bit more of a baby voice than the first girl.
"What if I help you find your mommy?" Will asked. "What are you names?"
"I'm Ginger and this is my sister Calla," The older one answered. "I'm 7 and Calla is 5."
"Wow, you are such big girls," Will said as he guided the two girls to the security both.
As they walked, another girl appeared in front of them. She had pale skin and dark red eyes. Will was taken aback by this girl at first. Ginger took her sisters hand as Calla hid her head into Will's leg. The girl smiled, showing her glittering teeth that matched her glowing skin.
"Where exactly are you three going?" She asked in an ear perching voice that mesmerized Will and the two sisters.
"I'm taking them to find their mother," Will said politely.
"Are you from Australia?" She asked Will.
"Yes, why?" Will answered.
"We're from America," Ginger piped in.
"Really, that is so neat. That security both is bad, the men don't even leave. I would know because my dad works here and I'm here all the time. I can take you to a better place," She said. "It's not much further."
"That sounds ok," Will said actually picking Calla up as they started past the security.
The three of them walked along, passing many people get off or on planes, people waiting for family and friends to get off planes, and people who worked at the airport. They crossed the entire airport before the girl turned off into an area that looked off limits. Will was starting to get a bit suspicious of this girl as they walked past boxes and piles of what looked like mail. She lead them outside to a run way where a bus was parked.
"I was watching these girls," she said slowly, "they have been standing there almost all day. So we are going to go to the top. No one is going to abandon girls in this country."
"Ok, can you take them then, I have to be somewhere before dark," Will said putting Calla down next to her sister.
"No, I'm not even going, I have to get back to my dad. You have to do this, for them," The girl said pointing to Ginger and Calla.
"Your right, I guess where I'm going is not that important, she isn't even expecting me, I'll take them," Will said shifting his only backpack from both shoulders to just one.
"Good, the bus will take you to the head of security of Italy," the girl said. "Just follow everyone on there."
"Got it, I guess I'll see you around, maybe," Will said.
"If that is a pick-up line, it loses," the girl said. "Anyway, I have a boyfriend."
Will looked surprised by her comment and said, "I have a girlfriend. That's who I'm visiting."
The girl looked embarrassed as she said, "You should get going, the bus is about to leave."
Will smiled before he took Calla and Ginger by the hands and lead them to the bus. When he looked back, she was gone and there was no trace of her.