"So now you know the truth. And that is why you are here. Isabelle is the one who needs to live, not Isabella, not you. With your blood, Isabelle will rise again and stand by her father as the true leader."

"And you will have your love back? Is that it?" I said through my teeth. This was not the Delix I saw in my visions; the one who loved his wife and daughter very much. This was a cold version of him.

His glare became menacing and he lifted his hand, ready to slap me, when Miranda opened the doors. "Delix control yourself. Sullivan is arriving." That pulled Delix away and Renesmee hugged me tighter.

A man walked in looking in his 60's. He had a strong figure though his face was covered in wrinkles and it seemed he was losing his grey hair. He wore a ruby robe that had gold designs in it. His red eyes were cold, lifeless. He walked past me without looking my way and sat down on a large brown chair. He then lifted his fingers and gestured me to come. I followed with Delix behind me. "You are Bella." He voice was low, raspy, as if he was humming.

I nodded. "And that is your daughter, Renesmee?" Renesmee looked at him when she said her name and also nodded her head. "You look like your mother, though I can't say anything about your father."

"When can momma and I go home?"

Sullivan left his emotionless state and chuckled. "As soon as we are finished with you my dear." He turned to Miranda. "Is everything prepared?"

"Yes my lord. Isabelle should awaken in the next hour."

"Perfect. And how are you feeling?" His question was directed at me.

"Honestly, not so good." He chuckled again. "Understandable, Isabella was a very tricky girl. Even as a child she was no good."

"Do we have to keep them here sir? If we have her blood and everything is set, why does she stay?" Delix asked.

"Patience Delix. When we know this will work then she can go."

"Why are you resurrecting Isabelle?" I asked.

Sullivan sighed. "My dear, even if you exist it is dangerous to rely on you as the leader of our entire race. My daughter will succeed as the Queen of the Originals to put us back on top. Those sparklers she created think they rule when in reality they are just our puppets, doing all our dirty work. Your existence helped us realize that we can no longer stay in the shadow as things like this happen."

"And what will happen to us?" He made me sound like a problem but then he said we could go.

"Do not fear my child. Once this is over you can return to your little life in that town of Forks with your beloved sparklers." He then looked at Delix. "Though, that is what I say, the rest though need to discuss." The Council members began chuckling to themselves. It was getting frustrating.

"Please grandfather, enough of this. This is not you. Why do you torture me like this?" His face grim as he frowned. Where did that come from? "Seems like you have more than my granddaughter's memories." That's right. Everything I have seen has been Isabella's memories. This Isabelle is a stranger to me.

The doors opened as another Original, a woman with red hair, ran in. "Sir, the motion detectors picked up on trespassers in the castle." Edward.

"Find them," Sullivan shouted as he followed her out. It was then my arm was grabbed by Delix and I too was being pulled out the room as he ignored the other Council members telling him to stop.

"Let me go," I cried, trying to loosen from his grip as Renesmee was in my other arm, screaming.

"Daddy! Jacob! Help momma."

"They won't hear her," Delix mumbled when he opened the door and dragged us through. The room was dark but I could make out a coffin. Delix let go and walked up to the wall, lighting a torch. Soon the whole room was lit up by the many torches on the walls. The only thing in the room was a medium-sized black coffin that sat in the middle of the room. Inside I could smell my blood and hear the sound of a beating heartbeat. "She's waking up."

I glared at him. "Why are we here? What do you want with me?"

The once cold face of his turned into a frown and a mask of sadness filled his face, "You look so much like her." Isabella. "The devil turned me into a vampire when I was killed by a tiger just a year before Isabelle was born. I never knew anything about Isabelle or her father so I could not prepare for any of this." I watched as he broke down into silent sobs as blood ran from his eyes. "When Sullivan came for Isabella I fought him off long enough to escape but then an Original witch turned me human and then Sullivan found me and bit me. All these years I had to listen to what my daughter did, thinking she was my wife."

I set Renesmee down and glared at him, feeling her grab a hold of my hand. "You want me to resurrect Isabelle for you. It was never for the Council," I guessed accusingly. He looked down in shame. "And I am just some replica of your daughter? Is that why you want me to leave so badly?"

"Isabella caused so much damage. It was best you not be around when Isabelle awakens."

"Then help us leave."

He looked towards the door and shook his head. "It may be the best time." He headed to the door when it swung open as Heather appeared with a relieved look. "Bella, Renesmee, I found you."

"Auntie," Renesmee yelled. I smiled when I noticed Delix shaking. "He...Heather?"

Heather stared at him with confusion as she walked towards me. "Are you alright?"

I nodded. "How did you find me?"

She smiled, "Isabella. She led me here but unfortunately I got separated from Edward and the others."

"Daddy!"

"We have to go," she grabbed my hand and was pulling me to the door when Delix shouted for us to stop. "Do not go with her. She is evil." Does he remember her from the past?

"Last time I checked it wasn't me who kidnapped her and her daughter." Heather replied.

"Don't go with her, she is cursed." What did he mean? Heather too was confused and walked towards him, letting go of my hand. "What do you mean by that?"

He laughed. "How could you not remember? Bella do not trust her. She is the one who changed me into a human. She is the one who put the curse on the village and blamed it on Isabella. She caused all of this." Heather?

"I am that woman's reincarnation. I am nothing like her nor do I know any of this." Heather hissed.

"Then you do not dream of killing Bella's daughter?" Heather shook her head. "You have them all fooled but not me Violet." Violet?

"Who is Violet?" I asked when Heather's eyes went wide and her whole body began trembling. "Heather? Heather what's wrong? What did you do to her Delix?" I grabbed her shoulders to try and stop her but she kept trembling as blood came out her eyes. She grabbed her head and gasped in pain. "Violet. Violet. Violet." She kept whispering.

"Delix, what did you do to her?" I demanded when she went to her knees, still holding her head.

"She's regaining memory. She's remembering everything she did."

"What did she do? How did she cause all this?" I shouted. He didn't answer as he stared with hate at Heather.

When she stopped she looked up at me with sad eyes. "I remember, I remember everything."