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Bella's POV

I stand here motionless in front of my new "masters;" who were currently droning on and on about what I don't know. Ever since entering the room 20 minutes ago Aro has been speaking at me in what I am assuming is Italian. I don't speak Italian; or any other languages. I am an American teenager. At most I can fake my way through Spanglish. Do they really expect me to understand? What will they do when I don't do what their telling me in Italian? Oh well; what worse could happen. I had already had my entire family murdered, been beaten within a inch of my life, kidnapped to a foreign country, brutally raped and nearly beaten to death (again), and now I was standing in their throne room in front of the three masters with what I can guess is at least 20 vampires completely naked. Yep.

"Do you understand Isabella?"

Oh shit.

"No."

"What do you not understand?"

"Anything you just said. I don't speak Italian. I'm an American. I speak English."

"You had better learn quick then my dear. You are no longer an American. You are a part of the Volturi and as such you will become versed in not only Italian but French, Spanish, and Romanian as well. I was just informing you that you now belong to us. You are the final debt to be paid by the Cullen family for their indiscretion."

"What do you mean final payment? You already killed them!"

"YOU WILL NOT INTERUPT AGAIN! YOU SHALL ONLY SPEAK WHEN GIVEN PREMISSION! YOU ARE A SLAVE AND SHALL ACT AS SUCH!"

He stormed towards me and before I could register his movement his hand collided with my face sending me to the hard marble floor. The side of my face felt on fire as I cradle it with my hand. I knew he could have hit me much, much harder. While I am in pain, it is nothing compared to what he is capable of.

"Jane, take her away. She needs to be taught and prepared. Deliver her to the Mistress."

"Yes master."

"Unharmed Jane."

"Yes master."

Jane grumbled as she lifts me from the ground with ease due to her vampire strength. She is holding my arm too tight; there will be a hand shaped bruise soon. She guides us down the out of the throne room and down the hallway. I am practically running to keep up with her fast strides. We turn left, then right, then right again, then left, then … and I am lost. This castle is a maze. Suddenly another vampire appears at my side.

"Jane it would be faster if you just carried her."

"I refuse to carry her. She is a slave and a human."

"Then allow me. Marcus has just given us a mission and we need to leave immediately."

With that I am suddenly in the male vampire's arms and world is rushing past me. I am used to moving at vampire speed having practically lived with the Cu… them. I cannot bring myself to say their names. We are suddenly in front of a set of wooden doors and I look up at the male vampire who had carried me here. I recognize him from when I had awoken after my "time" with Aro. His name was Demitri.

"Jane, go get the car ready. I will take her inside and join you in a minute."

With that Jane disappeared down the corridor in a blur leaving me alone with Demitri who had set me back upon my feet.

"This is the Mistress's suite. She will teach you all you will need to know to survive here. Pay attention. You life depends upon it. And Bella…"