"We're planning on bribing the Volturi's receptionist , Giana. We'll change her in exchange for her help. Carlisle remembers the number needed to reach her so that won't be a problem, and they wouldn't dare bring Renesmee with them after they find out that your family created an immortal child," Vladimir said with a wicked grin.

Stephan nodded in satisfaction as the scheme began to take shape. We won't be able to defeat them yet, but we can take away from them what they want...

Humph. Not bad for a bloodsucker, Jacob thought. His "voice" seemed amazed at the simplicity of the tactic, but I sensed that there was much more to come.

RENESMEE'S POV

We sat in the 'feeding room', as my father had once called it, it actually also served as our meeting room, waiting for our masters to join us. Did I just call them my MASTERS?! God, I need to get out of here... There had been some kind of commotion about an anonymous phone call to Giana that had tipped off the Volturi. No one had information about what had been done wrong or who had done it, but there was a rumor it had to do with my family. I highly doubted that my family would ever do anything big enough to cause this much of an uproar, however something inside me told me, "This is them. This is how they're going to save you." But I didn't listen to that voice. There was no need to get my hopes up for nothing, and I didn't have to worry Aro wouldn't hurt them. He promised...right?

I sat next to my...friend, i guess, if you wanna call her that. Her name is Annunziata. She had joined the Volturi six and a half months ago and she's very pretty with reddish hair and a tall skinny frame. Annunziata's also a tracker, not as talented as Demetri, but a tracker nonetheless. Not that it wasn't great to have someone to talk to, it's just that she gets on my last freaking nerve sometimes!

We spoke quietly to each other about what could have happened.

"Maybe it's a army of newborns!" Annunziata said excitedly.

"I won't be able to go anyway," I sighed.

"Well, you should think about that next time you try to sneak out! You should have expected Aro to put you on lockdown mode after what you tried. He's not gonna lose his only Cullen. You're lucky they didn't kill you!"

I rolled my eyes nonchalantly. Lucky ,indeed! This is what annoys me about Ann. She always talks to me like I'm stupid or something.

A few minutes later, Aro, Marcus, and Caius, walked into the room.

"As you all probably know earlier today there was a phone call that had information on an immortal child."

Gasps of shock filled the air as I rolled my eyes. Surprise, surprise.

"The unknown person had said they had seen the child with the Cullen family," Marcus said in a cruel voice as he stared directly at me.

I struggled to keep my facial expression composed. Whoever the anonymous caller was, they're lying, was the first thought in my mind. This wouldn't happen. My family wouldn't, couldn't do this. They never would. Aro should no that!

"You-you can't hurt them," I tried to say evenly and strongly, but it came out with my voice cracking several times. "You promised."

"Times have changed," Aro said softly.

"BUT YOU PROMISED!" I screamed as loud as I could. Aro's expression, however, remained the same.

"I am sorry, dear one. I have made a promise, that I unexpectedly, cannot keep," he said as an grimace crossed his face. It was as if he was embarrassed that he had lied. The fact that a child was screaming at him could have been part of it, though.

"Renesmee, you understand that we must kill whoever changed the child," Caius said with the corners of his mouth turned up.

I shrieked and hissed in a way I remember my parents and aunts and uncles doing when they get pissed. My grandparents have always been to proper to do something like that. Well, at least I don't remember them ever growling at someone...

Every vampire's red eyes, in the room, widened in astonishment.

"I think it would be best if Renesmee stayed here while we investigate, Aro. We don't want any funny business, now do we? Especially when we're dealing with the Cullens," Jane said with a sickening smile. Why do they keep saying Cullen like that? We're the civilized ones!

Aro nodded in agreement to Jane's plan. There! They say my name rudely then I'll do the same to them!

"Excuse me, but me staying here doesn't make any sense. Just because Jane doesn't want me to have any fun doesn't mean I should stay here. Considering how many vampires are going I'll be safer with you anyways," I said in the voice Uncle Jasper taught me to use when I was trying to be persuasive. I also wouldn't mind seeing my parents and Jake...

Aro looked at me thoughtfully. "I'm sorry Renesmee. It's just that I'd like to keep you here for safe keeping. Particularly when your family is involved and because of the little incident we had last week... Maybe you can come next time."

If I don't die of boredom first .

"It's not fair," I mumbled childishly as I glared at Jane and folded my arms across my chest.

Aro sighed. "Felix please escort Renesmee to her room."

Felix, who was about two and a half feet taller, looked down at me, grabbed my arm and led me through the door and down the hallway. As soon as the doors closed I turned around to face him and bared my bright white teeth menacingly at him. It probably wasn't as terrifying as when Aunt Rosalie did it, but it was enough to make him let go of my arm.

I felt sort of bad for some extremely odd reason, so for a brief second I placed my palm on his forearm to silently thank him. It seemed, odd using my gift to communicate. It felt like I hadn't used it in years...

Before I knew it Felix was opening the huge door that led to my room. He opened his mouth to say something, but he just turned around leaving me alone. I sat down on my bed and thought momentarily of trying to escape again, but i then remembered the guards that were posted at every possible exit.

I closed my eyes for a second on hope of opening them to realize I was in a bad dream... Sadly that was not the case. I was still underground in Volterra, Italy where nearby several vampires discussed the possible destruction of my family. I knew if I would have stayed with the rest of the Volturi then I would have eventually became so infuriated that would attempt to hurt one of them, which was an error I knew I would later feel contrite about .

I laid my head on my pillow and thought about, well, everything. I wondered why I had grown feelings for the some of the Volturi members when all I could think about was how much I don't want to be here with them. I wondered what my family was doing right now. I wondered if they were planning to save me or if they were going to just live their lives they would have if I was never born. That's all I ever was to them, right? A mistake? A part of me said, No! They love you and you damn well know it!

A knock on the door intervened my ruminating.

"Come in," I said in a quiet voice. I wiped the tears that I hadn't noticed were running down my face.

It was Giana. "Renesmee, I-I have to tell you something."

My ears, which were slightly more sensitive than hers, detected a small breath from outside my room.

I put my finger to my lips then pointed at the door.

Giana nodded and winked. "I'll be staying with you through all this and I wanted to let you know you have a shoulder to cry on."

With that she left the room. I never found out what Giana was actually saying, but I know whatever it was had to have been important... and whoever was at my door had been spying on us.

"Hello, Jane," Giana said as she walked down the hall.

"Giana," Jane said curtly.

"Renesmee?" she was next to my door again.

"What?" I said in a flat voice.

"May-May I come in?"

"It depends. Are you planning on torturing me to death?"

She laughed like that was the funniest thing she'd ever heard. "No, I just want to talk to you for a sec. Besides, what I do doesn't kill, you just wish it does, or so I've heard."

Was she attempting to be nice? To me? Because it really wasn't working out for me. I hate her. She hates me. I could have sworn we already established this...

"Yeah, err come on in," I replied.

"Thank you." She opened the door and sat next to me on the bed.

"Look, I want to avoid this conversation as much as you do but..."

"But?" What was she talking about?

"I'm only vindictive toward you because I'm... jealous."

"May I ask what of?"

I'm not Aro's favorite anymore. I'm not special anymore. I'm as important as-as Giana," she said with look of horror on her face.

"You know that isn't true. It's just the fact that Aro has wanted to get his hands on a Cullen for so long he actually settled for half of one," I tried to say sympathetically.

Jane burst out laughing a laugh I've never heard. One that made tears prick my eyes. Jane was just like any other teenage girl (except she was a vampire and drank people's blood). She just desperately needs a friend. Maybe... maybe I could-

Janes eyes hardened as did mine as I remembered who I was speaking with. This was the girl who tortured my father!

"Uh... most of the clan... we're leaving tomorrow morning... most likely before you wake up," Jane stuttered.

I nodded as she turned toward the door, but she froze has she reached for the knob. "Oh, and Renesmee?"

"Yeah?"

"You realize this doesn't change a thing?"

"Wouldn't dream of it."

I swear she smiled at me as she left my room.

"With all of my experience with insane vampires this has got to be the weirdest," I said to myself. I fell asleep not long after that.