Disclaimer: All the wonderful Twilight characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, however the story 'Goodbye, Former Miss

Disclaimer: All the wonderful Twilight characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, however the story 'Goodbye, Former Miss. Swan' belongs to me.

Yay, the battle scene! Thanks to all of your reviews, I'm updating earlier. Oh, I'm sad to say this, but I'm leaving this Thursday for vacation in Cape May, New Jersey for 2 weeks, and I don't think I'll be able to update during that time, I'll try, but I'm honestly not confident that I will be able to. So, I have tried to make this chapter longer for all of you ;D

Enjoy chapter 11!

Chapter Eleven: All's Fair in Love and War

Bella POV

Peter launched himself at me, growling. I quickly dodged out of his way, hopefully sprawling him into the ground. Instead, a millisecond before he hit the ground he turned and successfully knocked me off balance. Thankfully, I had one of my daggers in my hands and I managed to block him before he could get his teeth close to my neck.

I kicked at his stomach, finally getting him off of me. He snarled, frustrated. "Giving up so easily?" I taunted, sashaying side to side before him. I threw one of my slayer stars at him, but he blocked it with something silver that I couldn't see, and it came flying back at me. Startled, I blocked it with my daggers, but it still made a small cut in my wrist. I winced slightly.

Taking advantage of my weak state, Peter punched me, sending me sailing 3 or 4 feet. I hunched my back, kicking him with both of my legs when he dashed over to my spot. At the same time, I threw my dagger towards his direction, and he cried out as it pierced his arm.

I stood up, holding the dagger firmly and I kicked him forcibly in his chest. A sudden rushing sound behind me made me lose my attention for a second, but it was too late. Peter had escaped, running off towards some other spot. I cursed, and followed his scent up and out of the underground cavern.

I was attacked by 3 vampires as soon as I stepped out of the building, so I used my invisibility to escape. However, it didn't seem to affect one of them, and he came after me, sending a round-a-bout kick towards my hip. I could tell he was a newborn, because he had left his whole upper body unprotected. I threw an entire barrage of slayer stars at him, and they pierced his chest. Before he could respond, I tore of his head and his limbs, tossing them to the side with a lighted match. The fire exploded, swallowing up the other two newborns who had been froze to the spot by shock. I quickly tossed more matches in, building the small fire up to a large bonfire. The other two newborns cried out, and turned into ashes within a matter of minutes.

I took a quick break, glancing at the scene around me. It seemed like no humans were in sight, probably already fleeing from the spot. I saw a faint outline of a force-field, and I knew that it was probably Damien who put it up. That way, we would become invisible to humans from the outside. Turning around, I saw that the majority of all the fighters had taken their fight outside, because of the large space. They seemed to be fending well, more pieces and parts being added to the huge bonfire.

I went after Peter again, following his scent. But then I smelled a few familiar scents and I turned my head. I could make out a blur of vampires, racing towards the hotel. I could feel my breathing catch as I recognized them as the Cullens. I was frozen to the spot, but my brain caught up to me as I started after Peter again.

I didn't know how far or how long I had run-time seemed to pass in a blur to me. I found him hiding in a dark alleyway, smiling evilly.

"What took so long? Missed me?" I growled, launching myself at his sickening form. I releashed all my anger on him, puching, kicking, and biting. However, he was taller and bigger than me, so he easily blocked most of my attacks. When I felt him trying to push me off of him, I struggled to hang on, tearing and piercing his flesh with my daggers. After one last blow to his chest, he stumbled backwards and I placed both of my daggers around his neck, locking him in a hold.

He was quick though, and he jumped off, sending me flying. I landed with an 'oomph' on my backside, and I felt it crack, and I winced. I saw Peter hold up a large rod/spear, ready to plunge it through my neck. I braced myself for the impact.

Something hit me, but not from the direction I was expecting. It was from the side, and I was pushed out of the way. My dead heart spluttered as I saw who it was, and all I could do was gasp out his name.

"Edward..."

"Run, Bella!" He roared, fending off Peter, I shook my head. I wouldn't let him face this alone. I saw a glare of menace in Peter's eyes, growing dark and cold. I knew that he remembered who Edward was.

I was suddenly dizzy, but I didn't know why. Maybe it was one of his powers. I attempted to block my mind from the outside, storing everything in my little black box. The Principessas were behind me, I realized, attacking figures that looked like ghosts, dark and shadowy. What the hell are these creatures? They sure aren't vampires.

A snarl drew me back towards the fight between Edward and Peter. I could see that Peter was gaining on Edward, slowly winning. There was no way Edward could win against him right now.

Charging, I crashed into Edward into his side, pushing him out of the way. I tried to regain Peter's focus, but instead he locked eyes with Edward, and I saw the steel rod glinting in his hand.

He was going to drive it into Edward.

I didn't know what the rod could do, but I knew it wasn't good.

Despite the speed of us vampires, the next seconds passed in slow motion. I saw Peter about to thrust the rod into Edward's chest. I jumped, sliding right in front of Edward at the last second. Once the rod entered me, I screamed, crying out in pain. Something engulfed my body, sending me into spasm and pain. Peter laughed, and fled.

I was clutching my stomach where the rod had entered me. Edward was kneeling over me, pain, shock, and agony in his eyes.

"Bella! I'm so sorry! No, no, BELLA!"

I could see him slightly through my vision, trying to pull the rod out. But it stayed lodged in me, not moving an inch. "No, BELLA! HANG ON, PLEASE! FOR ME!" Edward was sobbing now, seeing that he couldn't do anything for me. With the last of my strength, I used both of my hands to grasp his face, pulling it closer to me.

"Edward," I gasped, "I remembered. My memories came back to me, that day when you left me again, 150 years ago." I took in a shuddering breathe, even though I didn't need air.

"Bella, don't talk, you need to save your strength!"

I shook my head slowly. I knew I couldn't prevent what was going to happen to me. "You can't change what's going to happen now, Edward. But before I go, I need to tell you...I love you, and I have always loved you. There wasn't a day that passed where I didn't think about you, didn't remember our fondest memories, didn't remember all the love and affection that we shared. Please, Edward, remember that I will always love you, and I never stopped." My last words came out in a gasp. "Please..."

Edward was shaking his head, definance in this eyes. He cradled me gently, careful not to touch the rod so I wouldn't be in more pain that I already was. "No, Bella, you're going to alright. Please, just hang on a little longer! Please, Bella, for me. I love you."

I touched his cheeks, knowning that I only had a few seconds left. "Go on with life, Edward. Live it to the fullest. My only regret is that I haven't spent all my time with you in my existence, my life. I love you, Edward. Be safe."

Heaving with my efforts, I closed my eyes, hearing Edward's agonized cry, and I succumbed to the darkness that was overcoming me rapidly.

And then, I floated.

Edward POV

"No, BELLA! NO!" I held her still form to me, sobbing.

Why did this happen? Bella was protecting me, and she had thrown herself in front of me to wistand the blow. Why, why, WHY?

It wasn't right for Bella to die. She did nothing wrong. It was my mistake, everything was my fault. If only I had checked up on her more, more often, I could have found that all her memories cleared up, and we would have been together, happy.

I cursed at myself. Why was I so selfish, why didn't I pay more attention all those years ago? I could have prevented this, but I didn't.

A small noise brought my attention back to the angel in my arms. The rod embedded in her body disappeared, and the hole in Bella's stomach slowly grew back, showing no evidence of the wound that had just been there.

Still sobbing, I brought her body to me, holding her close. I raced back to the center of Volterra, and underground into the cavern. The other vampires were retreating, disappearing like ghosts. But I paid them no mind.

In the throne room, I could see my family. They gasped upon the sight of Bella in my arms, as so did the Volturi.

"Edward, what happened to Bella?"

Carlisle's voice drifted to me, laced in concern and pain.

I was still sobbing, so I fought to regain my control. "She was fighting Peter, but he killed her with a rod he thrust into her body. Then, the rod disappeared and her wound healed itself."

Carlisle gasped, and everyone's eyes went wide.

"Tell me from the beginning."

I told them the entire story, from when I found her to when I brought her back. Aro was shaking his head, talking with Marcus and Caius. Someone must have been blocking my powers, because I couldn't read any of their minds to know what they were talking about.

What felt like an eternity later, Aro cleared his throat, speaking to me. His voice was grave, no longer cheery. "Take Bella to her room. It's the second on the right down the left corridor. We will burn her at dawn."

My throat closed at his words, but Jasper sent me waves of calm to keep my anger down. Numb, I followed his directions to Bella's room.

I laid her down on her bed, sweeping her hair away from her beautiful, angelic face. She looked peaceful, like she was sleeping. A strangled cry escaped me as I looked at her, knowing that she would never open her eyes again.

I bumped the nightstand when I shifted, trying to get closer to her. Some things fell off of it, and I turned to pick them up. But I froze when I saw what it was.

It was a frame, a picture and me and Bella sitting together on my piano bench. I remembered that Alice had taken it before the whole mess with Peter and Drake had started all those years ago. Those were the happy days, when we were carefree and nothing could have tore us apart. But those days were over, and I acknowledged it with a heavy, aching heart.

Placing the frame tenderly onto the nightstand, I turned my full attention back on Bella. I kissed her gently, but her lips were too cold, even for us vampires. When realization hit me again, I started sobbing again, heart-wrenching sobs that racked my entire body.

I felt something wet in the corner of my eye, but I ignored it. When it dropped onto Bella's face, my eyes widened when I realized that it was a tear. A single, venom tear.

The venom soaked into Bella's skin, disappearing instantly. But her body slowly got warmer, not deathly cold as she had been. I held my breath, not understanding what was happening.

But the next thing that happened nearly gave my dead heart a heart attack.

Bella stirred, opening her eyes and looking straight at me. Her mouth opened, formed into the shape of an 'O'. Shock was evident in her eyes.

"Edward?"

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