Secrets…

A/N: Hey guys hope you like this one. I don't own anything…duh…and yes my Italian is BADDD so correct me it I'm wrong okay?!! YAY! Ok so here's chapter two. Tell me what you think and maybe what you want to happen!! Review guys!! )

In one drop of water are found all the secrets of the ocean…

-Kahlil Gibran

Isabella emerged from the room more shaken than she readily would have let on. How could they want this? Well they could want it for all she cared but how could they have her do it? She needed to feed. Immediately. Where the hell was Felix?! If she remembered correctly it was his duty this time around and she needed her fill of fresh throbbing blood. Fast. If she was going to be thrown in some god forsaken country pretending to join the coven of insane vampires all of whom decided that animals were so yummy, she needed human blood right away. It might be on of her last times she fed real food for awhile.

Although her powers can blind many things, her eyes were her weakness. They will change to red if she fed human blood rather than animal blood. The thought of having to hunt only animals until her task was done made her stomach churn. Suddenly she was alarmed.

Wait.

If she were to drink animal blood it would make her considerably weaker. What if the control over her abilities weakened along with it?! Control that was MOST important to her. Her entire being and nature resided on control and now she was at risk of losing that?! And even then, after asking her to do all of this, they were still hiding something from her. Something she could not see! Which was a first, but it meant that it was a secret good enough for them to go all out to protect. Even to her. ARGH!!! She screamed silently in her head. Two nearby vases exploded into tiny shards of glass behind her. She paid no attention to it and walked slowly forward. The walls around her vibrated and all around things were slowly being destroyed by her, and without her ever lifting a finger. She wasn't conscious of her surroundings until she heard someone calling her name urgently.

"Isabella! IZ! What are you doing?!" It was Demitri, yelling above the thunderous noise of breaking glass and standing directly in her path breaking her reverie.

Her head snapped in his direction and her then vicious pure black eyes returned slowly to its glowing red. She looked behind her and gave a nonchalant 'oh'. She made a small almost unnoticeable movement with her fingers and everything was restored to its pristine state.

"Isabella are you alright? You look ashen! I mean, more than usual." Demitri questioned curiously.

"I'm fine. Just…stunned at what has happened lately. That's all." She lied

"I know Aurora was your friend. I'm sorry. Maybe it would be better now that the masters have picked you to avenge her. It is serious work and I would have volunteered myself. But of course, you are the best. It will all be over soon Isabella. Don't worry. And the best part is; you get to end it." Demitri said trying to soothe her.

Isabella was silent. She knew that the term 'soon' was laughable. It wasn't going to be anytime soon it would be drawn out and painful. That part cheered her a little bit but she wondered if Aurora would have wanted this. Aurora was…different. How she could have fallen in love with such a malicious creature Isabella did not know for Aurora was the most genteel of all vampires she has ever known. Aurora was all powerful and great but she was never cruel. Isabella knew that her death was an enigma. No matter how much the masters preached the intent of murder Isabella knew differently. She was there. She witnessed Aurora's death. Well, not there in person but she knew the second something was wrong and witnessed it through the eyes of Aurora herself. When Aurora died, Isabella felt the life leaving her body and up in flames. So something was wrong. Something was just off. Aurora's death was murder, Isabella just didn't know on what terms. She hated being blinded of the facts but she felt as if she was exuding justice to the wrong people. Sure they were there at the fight but no one was there to witness Aurora's death first hand except her. And she never did see everything because before she could prod further, Aurora's memories too went up in flames and Isabella had to exit her mind for the danger of dying together with Aurora. When she heard that a vampire had come forward with stories of him being 'witness' that this Edward Cullen character had killed off Aurora, she was stunned. It was either he was lying or she saw wrongly and Isabella did not want to take the chances of her being mistaken. True enough when Isabella scanned him with her eyes it was all lies. Aurora may or may not have been killed by this Edward Cullen but nevertheless now she was sent to destroy his entire coven. Drawing out the pain and suffering to everyone but Carlisle Cullen who was to be persuaded to join the Volturi or die. Granted suffering less but he would not need to know that. Whatever she had gathered from her insight of Aurora's last memories and information of her death she kept to herself. Something only she can do in this empire of prying creatures. She couldn't let anyone know of her doubts and suspicion until she was sure. And Isabella could hate it but she was going to America to find out what happened to Aurora the person that was like a mother to her. Isabella would have probably gone there anyway to seek her answers but now with that horrible task at hand she felt apprehensive. She steeled herself, for knowing what happened to Aurora was more important than some vampire's lives that she knew she could kill from here if she tried hard enough but she still needed answers and this task of heightened suffering was a perfect cover.

"Dem, have you seen Felix? Is he back yet? I need a drink." I said to Felix changing the subject.

"No not since he left for the 'human duty'." Felix said chuckling at the private joke.

"I need to be there when he arrives. I don't want leftovers. I want a frigging turkey dinner." Isabella exasperated.

"Relax. He'll be home soon. A turkey dinner...hmm…interesting. You know as a mortal I never actually tasted turkey. Have you? Is it good?" Demitri quipped.

"Why yes Demitri I have tasted turkey. It tastes like how a bird is supposed to taste." Isabella said rolling her eyes.

"You have no clue how it's to taste don't you?" Demitri asked eyes laughing.

"Not even one." Isabella said.

"So how is Amicus taking the Leonardo news?" Demitri asked grimly

"Ah well…I haven't told him yet. I don't know if I will see him before I leave. I'm on a pretty hasty time limit you see. I have to leave practically now." Isabella rushed through her explanation knowing that if Demitri bought it, it would get to Amicus in due time.

Truthfully she had no idea that Leonardo was going to accompany and baby-sit her while she was in America. He wouldn't necessarily be in Forks living right next to her but he would be there when she called for help. Aro didn't want his 'daughter' to get into any troubling situations without backup even though he knew she could take care of herself. So it was Leonardo to her if she ever needed the occasional normal vampire or if she just needed someone. Although she protested a lot and complained of the effect he had on her she actually didn't mind all that much. Leonardo was as smart and witty as he was beautiful and that could almost probably equal to her intelligence. He was good company and she wasn't complaining, but she could think of someone who would. Amicus. His hate for Leonardo was something Isabella could not figure out. It was as if he did not trust Leonardo enough to come near her. It was ridiculous really, all this men worrying about her. She far from needed it and it was just pesky to think of their feelings all the time. But she knew that Amicus's feelings she cared about. She couldn't hurt him as easily and as thoughtlessly as the others. This was going to be harder than she thought. If Amicus knew that Leonardo would be there he would insist on another 'chaperone' himself or otherwise. Isabella's head whirred at the thought of that infuriating power hungry Jane trailing her and being…well, Jane.

Besides…being near Jane was trying. She had to try so much harder to gain control.

To Isabella, blood was not the only thing she had to resist. Aside from killing humans, she had to resist killing vampires. Amongst Isabella's powers was one that could strip a vampire of their given extra abilities and also along with it claimed their life and the power called to her stronger than any mortal's blood could ever call a hungry vampire. She had to be in control at all times to contain her thirst for power. Vampires with no abilities were safe from her and usually Isabella was in control at all times but for some reason, she had always thirsted for Jane's essence of power. Sure, she could probably cause more pain than Jane could ever dream of given her existing abilities but it was more than just absorbing the power for Isabella. With power came the most delicious essence and Jane's was just overpowering. It did not help that Jane and Isabella were on less than friendly terms because sometimes Isabella could just picture herself drinking Jane in and shutting her mouth and mind forever. But Iz could not do that. Jane was a member of the Volturi family and to be treated with respect. It wasn't like Isabella could not control her thirst for power anyway after decades of practice. It just meant that the next time she felt like drinking in Aro's essence, she just fed more. Most didn't know all of Isabella's abilities because they were too vast but they knew that Isabella had powers they only dreamed of. However Isabella kept this particular ability a secret letting in only the three masters and Aurora know. She had on occasion slipped and had her fair share of essence but the masters forgave her and let her repent. All was well if no one knew. And that was how she knew that there was more to Aurora's death than was on the surface. The Volturi were masters at keeping secrets, hers being one of them but she, the daughter, knew most of them. This she did not know and it was the one that was most important to her and she yearned for that knowledge.

That being said she knew that she could not be distracted with Jane or anyone else. It Leonardo were to follow her so be it, he was quite useful if she did say so herself but that was it. She had her own mission to accomplish and there was no one to stop her. So maybe Amicus didn't have to know everything. He did say after all not to come see him before she left. Fine, she won't and she would just wait for Leonardo to arrive and leave as quickly as her vampire speed plus her own abilities would allow-and that was pretty fast. That would teach Amicus a lesson and also get him of her back.

"That's all well and good but maybe you should see him and tell him before you go. It'll be better if he heard it from you. He's been pretty antsy since this morning, probably worrying on your task. " Demitri said trying to urge her to go calm his friend down.

"Demitri, che Amicus non sa non può danneggiarlo. E sta essendo preoccuparsi silly per me." She said to him sharply.

(A/N: It means-well it's supposed to mean: Demitri, things Amicus doesn't know can't hurt him. And he's being silly worrying about me.)

"Benissimo. Ma non penso che sia felice se scopre." He replied in rapid Italian

(Fine, but I don't think that he'll be happy when he finds out.)

"E come sta andando esattamente scoprire?" she threatened menacingly.

(And exactly how is he going to find out?)

"Tutto saprà finalmente che Leonardo era con voi" he said to his white polished shoes.

(Everyone will know eventually that Leonardo was with you.)

"Quello può essere così, ma non scopriranno da voi. Radura?" she said in a violent whisper taking a step towards him.

(That may be so, but they will not find out from you. Clear?)

"Avete mia parola" he promised

(You have my word)

"Quel migliore è allineare" she said before striding away from him purposefully her white dress swishing around her regally.

(That had better be true)

OOOOO OOOOO OOOOO OOOOO OOOOO

Leonardo was hidden beneath a silvery white hood and walking down the hallway and trying to keep inconspicuous. It was lucky his face and body were at least partially hidden but that didn't stop them from turning to watch his inhuman grace. The most graceful amongst vampires it was to be said. It would be a lie if he said that he didn't enjoy the attention from his kind sometimes but he was in a hurry now. No time for fun and games. That would come soon enough. And with the lovely Isabella, there was bound to be endless fun and many moments of games and amusement.

Even with his face concealed and his enticing body cloaked, there was still something just irresistibly stunning about him. He smiled to himself. He didn't perform the rite of concremente today. Rite of concealment. He was in to much of a hurry even for that. But no matter, this cloak would do for now. It wasn't as if the vampires of the Volterra knew what he looked like exactly. Most thought of him of just a myth, which worked in his advantage sometimes. Like now for example, everyone was intrigued and mystified at whom this new masked vampire was but no one suspected Leonardo himself because to them, he did not exist, and this was good, for now.

The death of Aurora reached him in England within the hour of her death, through the coven of powerful vampires he was staying with while he was there on business for the Volturi. The masters' urgent summons were also conveyed through them and at that he left promptly. Details were given by the head of the England coven and Empire, Jean Le Mar, and his daughter, Lyana (his real daughter as both were changed by the same vampire at the same time), who accompanied him all the way to Volterra to come and pay their respects to the powerful, great and beautiful Aurora who was Jean's friend back in the day. Alas, they left him to attend to his duties after they had crossed the Volterra border and left to catch up with old friends so Leonardo was alone, dwelling in the strange depth in which Jean knew of Aurora's death and the silence he seemed to keep.

(Flashback)

"She was murdered you say?" Leonardo asked.

"Murdered? Well there was a battle fought you know. She most probably died in action. Strange as it is a vampire as strong as Aurora killed but still it is possible. Murder leaves such a dirty taste in my mouth. Like bad blood. Murder leaves a notion that someone was meant to assassinate her which is kind of absurd. Who would want to kill Aurora Dupal? She has no enemies." Lyana said trying to reason.

"But see that's just the thing, if someone would have wanted to murder Aurora then the battle was the perfect place to carry it out." Leonardo said.

"Why kill Aurora at all? Who is this alleged murderer again, father?" Lyana asked.

"The one said to have murdered her is Edward Cullen. Formerly known as Edward Masen, born 1901. One of Carlisle's boys." Jean said methodically.

"One of Carlisle Cullen's clan? Now that is strange. They don't usually do violence. Carlisle's family is one of the utmost civilized clans I've ever met. Strict in their principals. They wouldn't plot a murder without cause. Much less kill Aurora who has always been fond of Carlisle…and Edward for that matter. Something just does not add up." Leonardo protested.

"Maybe revenge? Vampires can be known for malicious exploits when come dire need. Perhaps Aurora's murder is just a message. Her death to hurt the ones who love her." Jean said.

"Okay so if that were true then the Edward Cullen story doesn't cut it. The Cullens don't scheme and hurt unnecessary people. I know them; I've lived with them when I was In America. If ever there was a discord with anyone and a need to kill is implicated then they would kill only the person who brought on the dispute and no one else. They won't kill Aurora if the masters of Volturi had angered them, they would go straight for the masters. Deal with it head to head. No games, no schemes. " Leonardo said in explanation.

"Well then it seems that my accident theory still stands. I mean honestly why are they- and we- fighting this theory so hard? It really makes sense. They fight, Aurora falls. No pre conceived plan, no Cullen Conspiracy. No matter how charming that sounds." Lyana said in defense to her theory.

"Cullen Conspiracy…Volturi Conspiracy…"Leonardo whispered deep in thought. "No, no… too many questions unanswered. Too many answers left unheard. It just doesn't make sense. Nothing makes sense!" Leonardo ranted in harsh whisper.

"Leo, listen. Look, okay this is just you. You over think things. Let it be simple. Let it be an accident and let them have their revenge. Even if the Cullens are not for scheming and plotting you're going to bet that the Volturi masters are. Well if they're not then why send Isabella Swan and yourself? They're pulling out the biggest baddest vamps here Lee they must be up to something mind bogglingly nasty. This actually translates to fun…Accident Leo…all just an accident." Lyana said trying to soothe Leonardo rubbing her cold hands in circles on his back.

"No, no wait. Don't you see? That's exactly it! The punishment. Why are they handing out such a harsh punishment if it was simply an accident? Sending Isabella means that they really really really are out for blood. No pun intended. Don't you see? Why arethey are stressing this murder story. Killing the Cullens to show just how much they believe in it? Maybe that's just really how much they believe in it but maybe it's just a show. Was anyone worthy there to actually witness this Edward killing Aurora?" Leonardo asked ignoring Lyana's pleas to let it go.

"Yes apparently one came forward. One day after Aurora's death. This means two days ago. His name was Fahar Donahue. He testified in front of the masters and Volterra council, he also gave Edward's name to the pack of hungry vultures. His testimony ensured Edward's doom." Jean said as he flipped through the file that was given to him through fax from the house of Volturi.

"Well that is all well and good but the question still stands. Is he a reliable source? Is he someone anyone can trust?" Leonardo said.

"That doesn't matter. He's the only source." Jean said handing Leonardo a sheet of paper.

"Well, well, well so it seems. But how can they accept this so readily? From only one witness? I remember when they wanted to convict Simon for actively showing his powers to humans for money, it was days and weeks of trials before they sentenced him. This is Aurora Dupal's death for Christ's sake." Leonardo said flipping through the papers for an answer.

"There lies your answer son. It's Aurora Dupal's death. They are looking for revenge. They want to pounce. They need something to blame. Here comes Fahar with a very good story and they take it. It doesn't matter who takes the fall. Just as long as someone does." Jean said dismissively.

"They won't send Isabella if it was just a good story. They would send Jane and her team to finish them off. Come on…can this plane move any faster?! I need to be there. NOW!" he said yelling a little louder knowing that the vampire pilot of this luxury private jet could hear him perfectly.

"Why is this so important to you? Vampires have died in battle before. This is no different. Like I said, they fight, Aurora falls." Lyana paused before continuing. "Or is it because you're afraid? A vampire as strong as Aurora dying could put you at risk after all. I know you train the Volturi Empire army all over the globe. You make them indomitable to threat. The Volturi may be our vampire 'royalty' but you know there are other empires of vampires that are as powerful. You're afraid to the reality of death now aren't you Leonardo?" Lyana taunted

Leonardo was deathly silent.

"Aurora changed him. She was his first love." Jean explained in a strained voice.

"What do you mean? Are you insane? Aurora was Caius's mate!" Lyana said scandalized.

"Not all vampire love stories are as simple Lyana. Some are complicated. There were other reasons that the masters sent me away. Caius saw Aurora's beauty as his possession. Saw Aurora as his possession. I guess he loved her in a way. But our love was purer than theirs. She changed me for selfish reasons, but I never blamed her. I couldn't. I loved her too much. She changed me because she saw something in her life that wasn't greed, or power, or blood. It was purer than her whole life. WE were purer than our lives. Aro found out one day, and in true Aro fashion thought it was amusing to see the consequence of love and the reaction of people's lives come about. So Caius knew. I left for the safety of Aurora's position in the Volturi Empire. I came back to Italy of course, but never once did our paths cross again. Until…-" Leonardo said solemnly before getting cut off by the announcement of the arrival to Florence.

"You loved her? Is that possible?" Lyana asked disappointment etched on her face before she erased it completely.

"Possible?" Leonardo said scoffed lightly. "It was real enough for the both of us. And painful enough."

Lyana just looked down, not sure how to react to her friend's uncovered story. He was a good friend to her. He looked like he was an angel to angels. He was many perfect, unwavering things. And until a few seconds ago she had hope that one day he would be hers. Now she was sure that he had already given away his heart to a beautiful, powerful vampire who was unquestionably dead. If the Volturi was reacting to this like vultures scorned and giving out punishment freely and blindly then she couldn't imagine the hurt that Leonardo was feeling. She was going to help him. It was the only thing she could do, and the story was getting stranger every time she went through it. Aurora was murdered, but there was no witness except for one. The scene of the crime was in the banks of the river of Volterra. Wait. The banks were not the place of battle was it? And in the file they blanked it out in the first place. She had only seen it because of her extra eyesight courtesy of vampirism. The battle had been at the town square, in the middle of the night and loud and messy as it was Isabella Swan was there to clean up everyone's minds.

Hold on.

How could she have been so stupid?! The battle!!! This entire thing centered around it and neither her, her father nor Leonardo had asked why, how or who had caused this battle. Her head blurred. This was definitely something the Volturi wanted to keep a secret. And if there was one person who would know it was Isabella Swan. Lyana didn't care how much more powerful and domineering Isabella was, just as long as Lyana got to get her answers, and Isabella had better talk-or else. In the meantime, maybe Leo did know something.

"Leo, the battle what do you know of it." Lyana asked him as they unloaded their bags into the waiting car. The guards of the Le Mar Empire had already flown in to ready their master's and mistresses lodgings, care, and comfort and to announce their arrival.

"Well it all happened because-"

(End flashback)

"Leonardo?!" someone gasped in astonishment that broke his daydream.

Leo stopped his brisk trot and turned in partial interest of who recognized him cloaked in secrecy. He was faced with a willowy tall, blonde creature that looked upon him excitedly.

"Leia…"he said surprised and glad.

"It is you! Oh, I thought they were jesting!" she said flinging herself into Leonardo's waiting arms in a warm embrace.

Leia was his 'sister'. Long ago, back when he still resided in the house of the Volturi permanently, he took a fondness to a young newly changed vampire. And that vampire was Leia. She was the one he missed most on his journeys abroad and she was the one he worried of the most. Leia was likable. She was also astoundingly on good terms with Isabella and trained with her in controlling her powers and in fighting skills. Now Leia was a trusted Volturi insider and was proud of it, but that left Leonardo a little nervous. The Volturi was capable of many things that this eternally naïve and innocent girl could not comprehend.

"Sent to do the master's bidding already?" he teased when they broke apart.

"No! I'm learning. Did you meet Isabella already? She's always saying that like it's a bad thing. Not everyone can be Isabella you know? She plays the game effortlessly but she forgets that the rest of us actually has to work for it!" Leia huffed pouting adorably.

"No I have not met her actually I was going to meet with the masters first. But you know maybe Isabella actually knows what she's talking about." He said as they continued walking towards the master's chambers.

She looked away and gave him the silent treatment until they reached the doors to the chambers his attempts to soothe her stopped. Her anger was short lived as she flung herself into his embrace once more whispering,

"I'm glad I got to see you while you were here. Remember to say goodbye before you leave okay? You and Izzy." She said ingenuousness shining through her eyes.

"Izzy?" he asked perplexed.

"Just a little nickname I had for her. She hates it but calling her Isabella all the time can actually get tiring you know." She quipped before running away in the opposite direction

Leonardo chuckled before turning himself towards the doors an unmistakable dread seeping through him. Get yourself together he whispered silently to himself. He put his cold hands on the gold wrought handle just like Isabella did a few moments ago, and paused. He took in a deep breath and could smell fresh blood. Let's do this. He said daring himself to open the door. Using his powers, he cleared his mind and wrenched the door open.

It was dark from the outside, but when the doors closed, an eerie light filled the room and he was immediately faced with three white, stony faces. All of which were sitting on throne-like, regal chairs. Unlike Isabella however, he bowed deeply declaring his reverence and forcing himself to keep the revulsion out of his voice.

"You have requested my presence, masters?" he asked impassively.

"That we have, young Leonardo. Is the air back home unsurpassed? Or is the grass really greener on the other side?" Marcus asked.

"Terrible things have come to pass here at the house of Volturi. The air is dark and the plights evil. I'm glad you have come home to help us." Aro said moving closer to Leonardo until he was right in front of him.

Aro pressed two fingers to Leonardo's temple and immediately images began transmitting to his head. Leonardo had powers that were along the lines of Aro and one of Isabella's although Isabella took pride in being superior. He didn't read minds exactly but he could control them. He could see the sequence of their thinking and clear thoughts that he chose. Very much like Isabella except Isabella could mass scan and delete, Leonardo never had the practice. Picture flashed into his mind. Vivid and menacing. He cringed at some of the images and had to compel himself not to wince in pain when he saw the pain inflicted. He saw the plan alright and just like Isabella he paused, revolted by it. More doubts filled his mind as he saw a few things that Aro didn't mean him to see. It was too swift an evasion as Marcus clearly cleared his throat and Aro exited his mind satisfied with what he had conveyed and cautious on the surplus information he had let slip.

"You should find Isabella, Leonardo. She should be awaiting your arrival. You will be successful Leonardo." Marcus said. A fact not to be challenged not a question.

"Isabella will be safe. You will look out for her. I don't want any questionable situations in which she should be left alone. Should her pseudonym be uncovered, get her out of there. Just do it no tying up loose ends. Am I clear?" Aro said sharply, consider yourself forewarned it translated. Marcus nodded in agreement.

Caius just looked aloof and stood up to leave but not without mumbling something so fast and soft that to the human eye it would have looked like nothing. It even would have been hard for a vampire to catch it, but Leonardo with his excess abilities caught every word.

You better be right about this Aro…you better be right…

A/N: Well chapter 3 will be up as soon as I get time off from all stupid schoolwork! But tell me if I SHOULD write more anyway. I don't know I feel attached to this Leonardo character. But don't worry. Edward will be coming soon!! Patience my lambs… (Haha do u get it? the lion and lamb? Ok never mind moment of lameness.) Again tell me where you want this story to head!!