Chapter Fifteen: James (Finally!)

BPOV

I blinked my eyes and waited for them to focus on the dark room. I felt a brief flash of fear and confusion as I took in my unfamiliar surroundings. The room was concrete and had a steel door. It was dark and cold but sunlight shined through a small, barred window that was high up on the wall. The events that lead me here suddenly flooded my mind and I struggled to breathe. They had met us at the airport, guiding us into the car with guns to our backs. He had known we were coming. My breathing picked up to near hyperventilation when I realized that neither Edward nor Jake was with me.

Suddenly there was a loud click as the lock on the steel door was undone. The door was pushed open and Edward was thrown into the room. As soon as the door slammed shut and the lock clicked into place I was by his side. He had bruises and cuts all over and looked like he had been in one hell of a fight. My hands flutered uselessly over the injuries and a groan of pain escaped his lips.

"Oh my God, what happened to you?" I whispered. His eyes shot open.

"Bella?" He gasped.

"Yeah, I'm here. What's going on?"

"James, the Volturi, they knew. They wanted to have a little 'talk' with us. But you were passed out. Jake's still in there. They should be bringing him back any minute. He'll probably be worse off than me."

"Why?" I asked, confused. Anger boiling up inside me. Nobody messed with my friends and walked away.

"He stood up to James for you. He chewed him out pretty bad. Now James is havin his fun 'teaching him a lesson'."

Just then the door swung open and in sauntered James dragging a well beaten Jake along behind him.

"Speak of the devil and he shall appear." I growled, glaring at James.

"Why thank you sweetheart. Glad to see you haven't forgotten me." James said with a smile on his face. The door shut behind him and he dropped Jake at our feet. I scrambled forward to check on him.

He groaned in pain, but was too weak and beaten to get anything else out. I growled again. Ferral. Pure Anger and Hatred coursing through my veins.

"Quite the care giver, aren't we Izzy?" He smirked. He knew I hated that name. All of a sudden something in me snapped. I wasn't Bella anymore. No, I was Izzy. A cold, hard, killing machine. Everything else in the world fell away. Lost importance. And everywhere I looked there was a slightly red tinge.

I embraced this new person who had taken over my body. At the very least she could probably get us out of here alive. She stood and sauntered over to James. He immediately saw the change in her and a proud smile spread across his face.

"There's my girl. I knew you couldn't stay away for long."

Edward growled and Izzy held up a hand to silence him. She had everyone in the room in a trance. Even Jake who was now coming back into consciousness.

"Let's go somewhere to talk." she purred in a dangerous, seductive voice. Edward growled behind her again, but this time she ignored him.

"Yes. Let's." James replied, turning to smirk at an obviously furious Edward.

She followed him down a long hallway without any resistance. James smiled to himself, knowing that in this state, he had complete control over her. He was so confident, he didn't even bother to restrain her. She willingly strutted behind him, following him to a large office with big, comfy chairs. She plopped herself down and put her feet up on the desk, grinning up at him from the boss's chair. James took a seat on the edge of the desk.

"So is there anything specific you wanted to talk about, or are we going to sit here staring at each other all day?"

"Hmm, the staring thing sounds good but I do have a few questions." Izzy replied playfully. Deep down inside where Bella was hiding, she nearly threw up.

"How many is a few?"

"Oh, only one or two thousand."

"Oh, well, if it's only two thousand.." James replied sarcastically.

"Well what did you expect? It's been a while." She said, looking innocent, though that was probably the last thing she was right now.

"Okay then. Shoot."

"What kind of operation do you have going here?"

James's eyes narrowed for a moment before he replied, debating whether she could be trusted. But in this state she was easy to handle.

"Ya know, the usual. Drugs, weapons, the whole lot. Even some hotels and shit. What, you looking for a job?"

"As a matter of fact I am. Think you can put in a recommendation?"

"We'll see. My turn. What are you doing here?"

"Looking for you of course." She smiled sweetly.

"Why?" he asked, barely hiding his suspicion.
"Ah ah ah. My turn first. Why did you leave Phoenix?"

"Too many people after my ass. I was more of a liability there with a target painted on my back. Now why were you looking for me?"

She smiled seductively. "Because I missed you." Half truth, she missed catching him before he left and killing him in Phoenix. But she wasn't going to make that distinction. Not yet anyways.

He smiled. "I'll take you to meet Aro. It's your turn anyways."

A/N: Whoa! I didn't even see that coming. This story's just running itself. Like it? Hate it? Next chapter up ASAP. My schedule is going to clear up a bit by the end of this next week so I'll probably update more. Reviewers get cyber cookies!!

*NOTE: If you don't understand what's going on I put a little explanation below this*

Izzy isn't like Edward's other personality, she's more like when a mother's kid get kidnapped and she does whatever it takes to get her kid back, it's like that. Edward actually has a different personality that takes over his body, though he is learning to control that. I'm not sure if you actually can control it in real life but my characters can. I'll probably have more on Edward's condition in the story next chapter.

***EVEN MORE IMPORTANT NOTE***

So, I know what I want to happen with the Volturi to an extent, but I'm kinda stuck after that. Any and all ideas are welcome. You might have to wait until you know what's going on in a chapter or two though. Anyways any and all ideas are welcome for all aspects of this story. Or even flames.

So I know it was short and had a lot of author's note but I did this last minute cause a lot of stuff came up. This is the last week of swim team though and things should run smoother after that. This chapter may not seem that important but it sets things up for what happens next. Next chapter has a lot of action. I'll try to do the pictures in my head justice.

MUCH LOVE,

JENNY C.