Bella's POV

I never really gave much thought to death. It's an odd thing to live with. When you are alive you fear death and I know from my own experiences that death isn't always a bad thing. So why do most fear it? Maybe it was different for me because I was a vampire. That's very logical. But what about the people who do want to die? What about a 101 year old woman who cant even get up to use the restroom and is forced to receive help from others just to proceed with daily functions. Yes, there are those people.

There are also people who fear death. People, who are so afraid of death that they will run from it for as long as they can. Many times these people eventually give up and become that 101 year old person who wishes death would come. Or they become psychotic and kill themselves.

And then there are the people who unknowingly call on death. These people gladly accept the dark angel in disguise.

Well here I was in a room full of these people who didn't think that they were going to die; but die they must. If there is one thing I have learned from becoming a vampire its kill, negotiate, or be killed.

I couldn't very well negotiate. I couldn't allow myself to be killed; not when I could have the rest of eternity with Edward. So I had to kill. However, I wouldn't do it mindlessly as others might. NO, I would do it because I had no other option. At least that is what I told myself.

I was still a new born and just as fast as the rest of them, giving me an advantage.

As the frail looking blonde leapt at me my instincts kicked in. Dodging her attack, I turned a full circle to face her.

"Hi, I'm Lexi and I'll be kicking your butt today." She said in a snotty voice. This girl was so self assured that I almost believed her. Almost.

I growled trying to suppress a hateful feeling that told me to rip the head off this ditz. I didn't wan to take any pleasure in the kill.

With a force that I wouldn't have thought possible for such a small girl, her fist connected with my jaw. I grabbed the side of my face that was now in pain with my hand.

"Awe… is the poor little vampire gonna loose?" she taunted me openly now.

I growled again and the girl went roaring up in flames. I knew that my eyes were now glowing red and I could use yet another thing to my advantage. It would help me blend in with the other red-eyed new borns. Maybe this wouldn't be so hard.

Austrella's POV

Things were going will until I saw him. He had the same beautiful but sharp looking face as he had two centuries ago.

"Alec…" I called out hopelessly. It had seemed like an eternity sense I had seen his striking face. An eternity sense he had broken my heart.

I fought my way through a crowd of vicious new borns and a rather amused Hally who was levitating unsuspecting vampires around the room. I wasn't supposed to break the ordered triangle but I had to see him even if it meant leaving the safety of my friends and family.

"Alec," I whispered again. This time more desperate.

His head whipped towards me. As our eyes met they revealed long submerged pain.

"Austrella!" he yelled grabbing me into a tight hug.

And in the midst of war and hate, love flourished.

AN: I know it's a really short chapter but it looks so much longer on my notebook. This chapter was fun to write but I would actually like another small vote. Should Alec live and stay with the Volturi ultimately betraying Austrella? Should he come to live with the Cullens? Or should he die? I thought it would be best for you guys to decide because I wasn't really sure. I've already added so many characters into that one household so it' pretty hard to decide.