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Chapter Two: Edward Anthony Masen Cullen
Edward POV
I banged my head repeatedly against the wall in my room, hardly noticing that I had left a noticeable dent in the wall. Bella. Bella. Bella.
Her name replayed itself again and again in my head, latching onto my memory. There was no way I could forget her, but she had forgotten me, against her own will.
I felt awful. Like scum. I had replayed the same incident when I had left her in the forest, over a century ago after her 18th birthday. I wonder if she's shaken up by the fact. I never wanted to hurt her like that, but now she's forgotten me.
Is Bella with someone else, a new mate? I felt rage rise inside me, thinking about the fact that she might be someone else's, in someone else's arms, her lips with someone else's. My head crashed against my wall again, but I caught it just in time to keep it from producing a dent in the stucco.
Edward, dear, please come down. Everyone has been worried about you, please come down and be with us. –Esme
Sighing, I pinched the bridge of my nose, sitting still for a few moments before I walked down to rejoin my family.
Downstairs wasn't much better. Ever since we left Bella again, Alice wasn't her usual hoppy self. She and Jasper were usually out of the house-my emotions were too hard for him to maintain. Emmett rarely wrestled, or played video games, and even Rosalie was humbled. Carlisle and Esme always looked worried and sad.
I sat down on the couch, letting out a sigh. Carlisle sat down across from me, looking at me intently.
"Edward," he started, quietly, I understand that you care for Bella a lot, but the best thing to do is to move on. I know it's hard, but I don't want you to look like this for the rest of eternity.
"What do you expect me to do, Carlisle? I just lost the love of my existence! And she'll never remember me, not even if I tried!" I roared, my eyes turning darker. Emmett moved instinctively behind me, latching my arms.
Edward, chill. We just want what's best for you. –Emmett
I stared at all of them before I ran outside. I ran until I came upon the first animal I found, and I drank it hungrily. I kept feeding, hunting being the only thing that was keeping my mind off of Bella.
I collapsed on the ground, dry sobbing. Why did I leave her the first time? If I had never done that, we would be together right now, as perfect as we will always be.
I've never regretted anything as much as I had before. If there were anyway at all, any at all, I would turn around time to go back to that single moment, the moment where all my troubles had begun. I would have held her close to me, never letting her go again.
But it was inevitable.
Nothing at all was going to bring her back to me. I may as well get used to living this dark existence. Running back to the house, I decided that Bella would always have a space in my heart, and it would never change. But I had to move on; I had to become better to bring my family back together.
Bella POV
Kira met me in the morning, outside my door. Even though I was a vampire, I still liked lying on a couch or a bed at night, and stretching when I got up.
"Good morning." I smiled at Kira, who had already gotten dressed in her cloak. "Morning to you too, sunshine! Now listen up-Aro needs to speak with you about some things, okay?"
I was a bit shocked, but I nodded. I turned to go back in my room to get dressed, shutting the door quietly behind me. I looked over at my choice of clothing quickly. Everything was dark, and there wasn't much of a choice to choose from. After debating over it for a few moments, I decided on a dark blue shirt with dark pants.
Pain stabbed me in the chest when I looked at the shirt again. It was Edward's favorite color on me. I closed my eyes and imagined Edward, his bronze hair shining like copper in the sunlight, messy and tangled. His golden eyes when he looked at me, filled with nothing but love. And his crooked grin which he only gave me, seeming to light up the whole world. I grasped onto my mental image for a few moments before I sighed and made the picture fade away.
Deftly, I tied the long black cloak around my neck, sweeping it out so it drifted out, billowing behind me. Three quick raps on the door alerted me, and I opened the door quickly.
"Come on, Bella! Aro's waiting." Kira dragged me away from my room, through the dark corridors until we reached the throne room. I fixed my face into a blank mask before I stepped out to meet Aro.
I bowed before I looked up at him again. "Master. You wanted to see me?" Aro nodded, his head bobbing up and down. "Yes, yes, Isabella. We need to talk about your addition to the Volturi. You understand that everyone one of us has gone through training?"
I nodded. All the members of the Volturi were trained like assassins. "Yes, master. When do I start?" I kept my voice quiet, muted, and respectful. I might as well try to get along with everyone in this place.
"Good. You will be training with Damien," he gestured towards a dark haired vampire to his side, "for 8 hours a day. You will get a half an hour break between every 2 hours." I groaned inwardly. At least my clumsiness didn't carry over when I became a vampire.
"I understand. Do I start right away?" My voice was hard, cold. "Yes. Follow me to the training room." Damien turned and stalked out of the room, nearly blurring at his speed. I followed him, feeling my cloak sweep out behind me.
I straightened up from my crouching stance as Damien looked over me with hard eyes. "Good. You get your first break now."
Surprisingly, the session had gone quite well. I could tell that he was surprised at how fast I was learning, and by my technique.
Begin Flashback
The training room was a simple room, with wood flooring and several mirrors around the walls. It reminded me a ballet studio, and I remembered the bad experience I had in them. I shuddered, remembering James and Victoria.
"When you are fighting, you must appear to act like stone. Cold. Emotionless. Do not show anything at all. Do not give anything away." Damien crouched, starting to circle me. I mimicked his movements, starting in a dance like position.
"Whenever you are on a mission, always have red contacts. Do not show your weakness. They tend to think that animal drinkers are weak, soft." I growled slightly at his statement, my lips curling over my teeth. He smirked, while his own ruby red eyes lit up in smugness. I growled even louder, my muscles coiled to spring.
"Always be on the ready. Always be alert. Do not even let a single noise keep you away from your focus." There was a whoosh in the air, and I snapped out of my focus. Suddenly, Damien was on top of me, having flung himself from the other side of the room.
We wrestled, and I managed to pin his arm behind his back. However, as I was about to shift into the winning position, he slammed me back down, switching our postures.
"Never, ever, think you have won before it is over. Never stop. Keep going, until everything is done."
We continued wrestling, Damien yelling out tips and orders often. Whenever we fought, when one of us was about to win, the other would pin them back to the ground.
Finally, I jumped on him, my teeth an inch from his neck. He looked at me and nodded.
"Good."
End Flashback
I stretched out my arms, allowing the cuts to heal. I twisted them around to make sure they had all healed, when Aro walked in the door.
"Why, Isabella, Damien tells me that you have done an exceptional job!" His eyes were bright, and I sighed internally. Did he always have to seem so chipper? Especially when he was what he was.
"Thank you." I replied, my gaze cold.
"If you keep improving at a pace like this, I may assign you to become the trainer for our other members! You can form quite the little assassin group within us with your skills." I nodded my head, still frozen. Aro shook his head, laughing quietly.
"We are about to feed. I suggest you take a quick trip to the forests beyond Volterra for your meal. Take Kira along with you." I nodded, and walked quickly away from the room.
I cringed as I saw the first humans walk into the throne room. I didn't want to hear their screaming, so I quickened up my pace, Kira following behind me.
I took a deep breath, pulling my clock around me before I was enveloped in the black mist.
I have a question for you all. Should I make Damien develop a crush on Bella? Or should I keep things the way they are? I want to stir a little drama, but not sure how. Please review, and feel free to PM me if you have any ideas. Other than that, have a nice day, and thanks for reading!
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