Remembering

by Irish Ivy Rose

"Marcus knew that one day, one day soon he would find a way to end this, end this all and one day his life would be over, but first he needed to find Didyme's killer, first needed to end them in the most painful way possible, then and only then could he die in peace and then he could be with his mate." But what if Didyme was not Marcus' True Mate? Would Marcus chose Life or Death?

4. Chapter 4

Chapter 4

REMEMBERING

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT, OKAY? AS MUCH AS IT KILLS ME TO SAY THIS, I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT, I REPEAT I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT (BEGINS TO CRY).

Marcus POV

The Cullen boy... his bonds, his relationships... told me that he had never had a mate. Was he lying? Then I remember his impassioned plea and his heartfelt look all, of which seemed to indicate that he was sincere. In addition, his bonds... according to them no one in his acquaintance let alone any one that he sincerely loved... was dead. However, how could this be? I questioned myself as I paced back and forth in the billiard room. Out of my peripheral vision, I noticed Caius glaring at me. He was going to snap any second now... "STOP that now!" Caius ground out from between his teeth.

"And there it is ladies and gentlemen!" I could not stop myself from muttering whilst Aro giggled. "WHAT DID YOU SAY?" Caius demanded.

"I said, No way in hell... pacing helps me to think." A stunned silence fell over the billiard room.

"You, You, You...spoke" Caius stammered.

"In more than a monosyllable" Aro finished.

I paused, before realising that they were right. I truly had not spoken to my brothers in so long... and now we were talking again. It felt good... it felt right, but I could still feel the huge empty hole in my chest, the gap where my heart was meant to be. Aro asking me "So what did you want to tell me?" snapped me out of my reverie. Lifting my gaze from the floor to meet Aro's eyes I swallowed before answering "The boy's bonds seem to say that he does not have a mate-alive or dead," I replied. Aro and Caius looked at one another and, without another word being said; I knew that we were all on the same page. "Well," began Aro, "that certainly changes things."

Alice POV

Edward better not get himself killed. If he does then he will have me to answer to. Especially after I found out what Bella was like when we left. Glancing over at the girl in question I cannot help but feel a surge of bitterness towards my brother for the way that he treated Bella, my best friend and sister. After all none of us, not even Rosalisle wanted to leave, but Edward made us. Shaking myself mentally, the rational part of my brain is quick to point out that Edward only did what he did to keep Bella safe, to protect her. After all, even if the consequences were dire, I knew that his intentions were good and honourable. Suprisingly, it is this thought that makes me unable to control my emotions any longer, and I allow my feeling of anger to take over my mind and feelings for Edward for a few moments as I contemplate the fact that it does not matter how "good" Edward's intentions are. Not if he is dead. Out of nowhere, I find myself immersed in a vision.

I am in a large, dark room. In front of me, I can see three thrones. Where am I? I question myself. Suddenly I spot Edward he his staring resolutely ahead ignoring the guard, who I now realise line the room. The guard are shooting what they no doubt hope to be furtive glances at Edward and then, a door to the side opens and in walk three vampires: the leaders of our world, otherwise known as Aro, Marcus and Caius. Almost as soon as the three enter, Aro begins to address Edward. "My brothers and I have considered your request, and we are afraid to tell you that in ending your life we would be making a huge mistake. It would be a waste, however if you wish you could still join us..." Aro trails off hopefully. Edward looks murderous and turns around before storming out. I do not have to be a mind reader to know that he is not happy.

"Alice, Alice are you okay?" I hear Bella's soft, concerned tones ask me. 'Gosh,' I think 'she really does smell good,' I observe as I lean into her slightly. Realising what I was about to do I jerk back a few centimetres. Swallowing the pool of venom that has just gathered in my mouth I tell Bella "The Volturi turned down Edward's request, but I would not expect that to be the end of it. Edward seems to be quite determined to die." I cannot help but notice that Bella flinches slightly every time I say Edward's name. 'Did we really hurt her that much when we left?' I cannot help but ask myself. Settling myself back in my seat I begin to focus on Edward determined to know all of his possible suicide plans. I expect there to be a lot. After all, Edward always was a dramatic.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey guys, thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed that chapter. I just wanted to let you know that I probably will not be able to update tomorrow and so to make up for it, on Saturday I shall make an update of two chapters! Just in case, there is any confusion: 'thoughts', "spoken words", Alice's visions. Hope this helps

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