Marcus POV
Paris.
Paris will be perfect. So many vampires have traveled here before that all of their scents will fluster even Demetri. Here if he ever comes I'll have some time to get Bella and Katrina and leave.
"Wow! Look how tall it is!" Bella said, staring at the Eiffel Tower in awe.
"Yes; can you believe it?!" Katrina said, stepping up next to Bella. Katrina seemed to have warmed up to the idea of being a vampire. She spent a lot of time with Bella and her company was somewhat enjoyable.
Bella ran up to me, excitement still glowed on her face. "Can we go to one of the museums?" she asked.
"Yes, of course." I will give you whatever you want.
Bella POV
"Did you say museum?"
I jumped and spun around to see an elderly looking man staring at me. Marcus patted my head, my guess attempting to make me feel better.
"I'm sorry little girl; I didn't mean to frighten you." the man apologized. "It's just I couldn't help over hearing you saying you wanted to visit a museum. I know a very nice one that you may enjoy."
"Really?" Katrina asked. "Where is it?"
The man turned around and pointed to the street in front of us. "If you go three blocks down that way and take a left you'll be facing it. It may not look like much from the outside but the inside is fantastic."
"Thank you sir." Marcus answered, eyeing the man strangely.
The man nodded and turned away.
"Well let's go." Katrina said, taking my hand.
Marcus took my other hand as we walked to the museum.
Marcus POV
The outside of the museum looked run down and ragged. I had my doubts that the inside was any better like the old man said. I started to turn back when I caught a look at Bella's face. She looked excited to go into the museum, despite its appearance. I thought better of my decision and walked into the museum.
"Hello all. Welcome to our Museum. My name is Alexander and I'll be your guide. Let's go!" he started walking down the narrow hall way.
Vampire! I could see it in his eyes. I could smell it on him. But he didn't seem to notice Bella. I moved to turn back but Bella slipped her hand out of mine and began to follow Alexander, Katrina following after her.
"What kind of museum is this?" I asked Alexander, hoping to hide my mistrust for him.
"Museum of Tortures." He answered, his tone playful.
Museum of Tortures! That stupid old man! To suggest that a little girl come to a place like this!
Alexander showed us Iron Maidens, Chairs of Spikes, and other torture devices used in the old times. Then came the methods they used in the Holocaust. By the time we reached the Gas Chambers Bella was hiding behind me, clearly not enjoying herself.
"I think we should leave." Katrina said, patting Bella's shoulder. "I don't think Bella likes it anymore."
Alexander turned around. "We are almost done. There is just one more. Come on now it won't take long."
"My daughter wants to leave." I hissed at him.
"No… It's okay." Bella squeaked.
"We don't have to go any farther if you don't want to Bella." Katrina said, trying to comfort Bella.
"No, no. I can do it." Bella said, stepping up next to Alexander.
Alexander smiled down at her. "Well follow me this way then." He said, walking down the hall. He stopped at a room that we could see through a window. It was fairly large and looked like it was taken better cared of then the rest of the museum.
"This is the Fire Chamber." Alexander said. I reached up to a lever the wall next to the window and pulled it. The whole room suddenly enveloped into flames. He pushed the lever back up, causing the fire to stop.
"We still use this one." Alexander said his voice suddenly serious. The looked down at Bella, his face blank.
Bella looked up at Alexander, her face curious. "For what?"
"For new borns like you."