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Chapter 14: Rebellion

Bella's Point of View:

As soon as we slid into the underground castle, I dropped Edward's hand, and picked up Max's. It would make believing us all that much more difficult if I was with Edward again. Max smiled at me, and we took the lead, as Edward followed behind us. We were greeted again by what seemed to be an old friend of Max's. But now that I could see in his mind with the help of Edward, I learned that neither of the two men had a great deal of affection for the other. The man was only friends with Max to keep close to Aro, and Max new this and despised him for it.

This new way of seeing people was different from my life before, hearing everyone around me, knowing their thoughts, and desires of the moment. It was all strange to me.

Aro was shocked to see the three of us, but happy at the prospect that Max had gotten yet another prized jewel for his ever growing collection of talented vampires.

"Edward! What brings you here? Did you run into Bella and Max on their hunt? Oh, this just gets better and better!" Caius laughed monotonously while Marcus remained the silent brooding man he was.

Having the ability to see into Edward's mind had made being with the Voultri so much more interesting. Marcus was, as to be expected, thinking of his deceased mate. It appears he had successfully blocked out his memories of her for quite some time, until today when I came walking in.

I, painfully, reminded him of his mate. It almost killed him to be in the same room as me, he wanted to run far away. He had had enough of Aro's constant happiness anyway. I guess breaking up the Voultri would be easier than I thought.

Edward hesitated slightly in his answer, which caused Aro to come over and, when he was about to take Edward's hand, a quick flash of Max's grin told me had blocked out Edward's reunion with me. In its place he added a convincing argument that persuaded Edward to join him and me in the Voultri.

I could still see Edward's mind, but Max had successfully blocked out our reunion. Even I could not see them in Edward's mind.

All that was left was in his mind was utter pain and anguish at my disappearance.

"Lovely! Lovely!" Aro chanted. His thoughts were slightly different, I cannot believe my luck, it seems almost too good to be true. Receiving two highly talented vampires. Oh, happy day! The last time I saw Edward's mind there was no way he would leave his daughter behind! And I thought the bond between Edward and Bella was nearly unbreakable! Max's talents amaze me, I should have used them earlier.

Aro stepped away from Edward, and smiled sickingly at me. "I'm sure all of you could use some time to get settled into your rooms. I suppose you all will begin your lessons as members of the Voultri Guard in a few hours, or more if you wish."

For me, the hours would seem more like hours. But I knew hours were like seconds to Aro, so I knew he was anxious to see us be trained if he suggested we only be a few seconds.

Edward was directed down a different hallway. I couldn't even look in his direction as a hooded vampire guided him. I knew if I saw his face, and our eyes met, our love would be all to visible.

All three of us had to be very careful. I had to make sure that I didn't look at Edward the wrong way and spark doubt, as did Edward. My other job was keeping my shield up to the best of my ability, and practicing that mental/physical shield I had worked on with Emmett. Max had to keep the devious plots out of our minds whenever Aro was around in case there was any physical contact.

It was all about keeping up our reputation. One little piece of doubt, one tiny slip up on any of our parts, would cause this mission to fail. We didn't have to keep up pretenses too long. Max would begin the dismantling of the different relationships as soon as we were left alone. Edward would sift through the minds, telling me, from his room, hopefully not too far away, all of the different relationships within the Voultri, what kind they were, and which would be the most difficult to tare apart. I would relate this to Max, who would use his gift.

Having Edward here actually eased Aro. He knew that our bond was strong, and that it must be hard for us to be far apart because subconsciously, to us, he knew our bond had not disappeared. He could see this through Marcus' ability. He knew we were still attached to each other, although I was now "with Max". He thought that in our minds, we thought that we no longer loved each other, but that every other fiber of our beings ached to be with each other. I knew Marcus saw a bond between Max and I too, because we too had a love. But it was a different type of love.

How all of this worked out seemed surreal to me, almost like it was too good to be true. Everything was falling into place like pieces of a 1000 piece puzzle at the very end when it was clear what piece went where. Maybe this was meant to be, our overthrow of an ancient government. And, it wasn't going to be a complete overthrow, nobody but our family would know that the three of us were the puppeteers of the Voultri. I had felt this same way, like all of the pieces were finally coming together, when I was first changed into a vampire and I held Renesmee in my arms.

So my fate wasn't just to be a vampire and live forever with Edward. Apparently there was something else, equally unfathomable in store for me, for us.

Alice's Point of View:

Well, this is new.

Edward, Bella and Max were strutting around the underground castle in Voltera. They seemed to be in charge, giving orders. It seemed they were leaving someone else in charge. They weren't going to stay their for long. They were returning.

Edward and Bella looked perfect! I knew that my old friend wouldn't let me down. That blue cashmere dress, tailored to the exact measurements I had sent him, was literally perfection on her pale body. And, Edward looked exactly like he always did in that black suit. I wonder how hard it was for Bella not to rip it off him...

The vision I had for the fashion emergency in Italy came months ago. I was always a step ahead for those (partly because I always made an effort to look for them, lest my family ever be seen in something remotely less than fashionable). I had not questioned the need for it earlier, and I didn't tell Edward or Bella. I was afraid to look to far into the possibilities for a lack of clothing on their part. Edward was always talking about taking a second honeymoon... so I had assumed they had somehow lost their clothes. I didn't want to look for nor ask for... the details.

Now I knew it was for a very different reason. They were actually going to do it. They were going to overthrow the Voultri. And who would have thought all it would take was three vampires and a little confidence boost from the best little sister in the world?

Well, I suppose I should rephrase that. They weren't just three vampires; they were three very, very talented vampires. With abilities that the Voultri coveted deeply, abilities that, if they new the full extent of, would do everything in their power to destroy. And, don't forget: they had the help of a very wise, self-confidence boosting little sister.

I chuckled at my own self-praise and got a questioning raised eyebrow from Jasper and Emmett sitting across from me. But they continued their discussion about wanting to go over and help Edward Bella and Max kill off the old bloodsuckers.

The werewolves really had to stop influencing our vocabulary.

"Look, you two. The three of them can handle this simply, with very little violence. They are simply going to put in a puppet government, under their control. If there are too many of us there, it would get too suspicious too fast. We cannot have anyone suspect the overthrow before the actual overthrow. They are on pins and needles over there trying to keep up their appearances, and keep the delicate balance they have established. If we go and mess everything up, we risk the lives of everyone we love." As I said this, I heard Renesmee wake up, and saw Rosalie dash out of Emmett's arms.

I tuned out the grumbling of my husband and brother, and headed up the stairs behind Rosalie, slowly listening to Nessie as she woke up to Rosalie, again.

"Aunt Rosie, are my Mommy and Daddy home yet!" She said as she noisily began to scrub her teeth in tiny circles. She was so much like Edward sometimes. Always meticulous, doing everything perfectly. I remembered when Edward had first taught her to brush her teeth. It was after her first hunt, or her first hunt without Bella or Edward handing an already torn open animal to her.

Renesmee had jumped onto her prey. The whole family winced at the possibility of her being harmed, but the little girl managed to tackle the animal. Bella had to put a restraining arm on Jacob so he didn't go to help her.

When she finished drinking, she turned back around to face her big family, all watching her with amazement. Her smile was infectiously large. She had seen others hunt before and wanted so badly to be able to do the same. However, her outfit and face, and hair was a mess of blood and other unmentionables from the animal she had wrestled. Bella gave her a bath immediately afterwards, and as she splashed around in the bubbles, her Dad came in and gave her a little lesson on brushing your teeth properly to get out the smell of blood and to clean your mouth.

Removing the remnants of a hunt from your mouth was a high priority when you spent a lot of time around werewolves and humans.

I hoped the two of them would come home soon. Their brief absence and the stress of their uncertain safety had made the family wary, especially for Renesmee. She missed her parents the most.

"Sorry, Nessie, maybe tomorrrow." Rosalie said as Renesmee finally finished her obsessive Edward-esque, five minute brushing routine.

"Time to dress you up!" I called, scooping her up from the floor and into her walk-in closet.

Nessie sighed in my arms, "Aunt Alice..."

"Oh, Nessie, don't you want to look nice? What would your Mommy and Daddy say if they came home and found you looking like a ragamuffin?" I felt bad making her feel guilty, but sometimes it was so difficult to get her to listen to me about clothing. This was another trait she had picked up from her parents. This one from her mother: aversion to all things fashion.

Although, recently, Bella had shown a little more enthusiasm in her clothing, with the dress... Maybe there was hope for her daughter, then, too.

"Just one outfit today, then, I want to wear the pink dress with polka dots!"

There was hope indeed.

I hope it wasn't weird having Alice's POV in there... I just thought maybe there should be something besides Edward and Bella's point of view over and over again. Also, I am not a huge fan of action, so a whole chapter devoted to that seemed a bit... overwhelming to me. If you want more action, though, don't be afraid to tell me. Tell me if you liked it or disliked it and I will see if I will throw in a few other characters' points of view every now in then. But, for the most part, I think this story is and will be told in Edward and Bella's point of view.

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