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Bella's POV

"Eventually everyone washes away in the dust. Your dusty time will only come sooner," Hissed a girl with olive skin and long, straight, brown hair. That was the lamest thing anybody had ever said to me. She, apparently, thought it was a great saying because she was smirking like she and just stolen my boyfriend. Why our opponents insisted on mudslinging was beyond me, but they all seemed intent on doing so. I was truly a monster. Killing and taking pleasure in the kill. It was apart of being a vampire. At that moment I hated the pleasure I took in it and it only brought more pleasure when I killed. Therefore the hate I felt was slowly devouring me until I was simply a lame body. If I could cry for only one thing in this eternal death I call life, it would be those solemn times full of hate.

The adrenalin coursed through my veins with the excitement of a 'hunt'. The venom now flowed freely through my mouth and I could feel my eyes growing deep purple. It was a tickling feeling with any of the eight colors that made their way into my eyes. The girl began withering on the floor as I used Hally's power. She cringed and wasted at this power and it only made my hate and pleasure grow. The hate fed the pleasure and the pleasure fed the hate, they both ate away at me. It seemed like a never ending cycle. Slowly, I felt myself slipping into a stat of self-loathing.

And the oddest thing happened, I collapsed and slept.

When I woke up I was bound my massive chains. Where am I?! My mind screamed.

"EDWARD!" my mouth translated, "EDWARD!"

A dark figure stood at the other wall, she was also bound by chains. Her long dark hair framed her alabaster face. "He isn't here Bella."

I looked closer. It was Austrella, her normally dull face drenched in tears.

"Where are we?" I asked.

Her thin face turned to look at me, her face shone in the light above, weather it was from tears or sunlight I don't know. "We are in the Vulturi's dungeon. The only place that no vampire has ever escaped from, it blocks out all vampire powers including Fayda powers."

"Where is everybody else?" I questioned.

With her sad face turning pained she replied, "Most are there fighting. Alec is there, she nudged her head towards a pile of ashes. He was killed for betraying the Vulturi." She didn't take her eyes off of the burnt pile but she pointed toward a figure I hadn't noticed, a figure that hadn't moved. The closer I looked the easier I could make her out. "Skylar is over there. She was never one for real fighting, only play. She doesn't handle death well."



Her knees were held tightly to her legs. She had chains wrapped around her. "I'm so sorry about Alec, Austrella." She looked up reveling her smudged face and glassy eyes filled with tears.

"I just can't believe his gone." Austrella whispered.

"Why is he so important?" I felt like I was asking all the questions.

Skylar looked at me with eyes filled with sadness, "He was Austrella's love. But Austrella can tell you the story."

"Bella, along time ago we lived with the Vulturi. All of us, minus you because you weren't even born yet. Alec and I soon fell in love and became inseparable. The only problem was, Alec loved the Vulturi and I despised it. He thought of it as a home, I thought of it as a cage." She explained, "I begged him to leave this awful place but he refused, saying that Jane, his sister, would never leave. He felt that if I truly loved him that I would stay with him instead of going with my sisters. I felt that if he really loved me that he would come with me. So we bid our goodbyes both thinking that we didn't love each other. I hadn't seemed him in about thirty years until today. And now he's dead because he loved me."

"Oh…" was all I could say.

Light spilled into the room as someone else was thrown thoughtlessly into the dungeon. "Hey!" she shrieked and banged on the door.

"Hi Rose." I greeted her thoughtlessly.

She gasped, "Bella, what happened to you?!"

"I don't know I was just fighting and I fainted." I answered truthfully.

"Your face is all bruised…" she muttered touching my face gingerly. I hadn't noticed until now how badly it hurt.

Skylar was still crying into her knees and Rosalie looked around at us. "So, how do we get out of here?"

I shrugged, or the best shrug I could do considering my arms were held above my head.

She scoffed, "Well you've got to have a plan to get out of here! You three need to stop feeling sorry for yourselves and get your lazy butts up and find a way to get out of here. It's the only way we can save the rest of them."

"Rosalie, I don't know if you've noticed but this is the Vulturi's dungeon and nobody has ever escaped this thing." Austrella cocked an eyebrow.

"That doesn't mean it's impossible!" she encouraged.

Skylar was the first to stand up, "I'm game." She put both enlocked hands in the center. Rosalie put on hand on top of hers. I stuck my foot out to simulate a hand.



Austrella huffed, "I guess…"

And thus began operation: Get the hell out of here.