Ok, I may not be able to finish this. I'm just trying to get down some ideas so please bare with me…
Chapter Twelve: The girl who cried love
E Pov
She watched me carefully, almost as if she were expecting me to run out of the room at any moment. In truth, I didn't know what to do. My Elizabeth, the girl I'd saved, reunited with, and finally fallen in love with had turned out to be the fiercest and most wanted vampire hunter in existence.
While I was out hunting with my family and trying to blend into the human population, she was out hunting vampires. Killing them off one by one in various ways and never leaving a trace except for a cold trail. Just enough for the entire vampire world to know she'd done it. Isabella Swan, the one person who would kill a vampire without a second thought, and scarily easy.
I couldn't help but to glance at the silver daggers in the hands of the women beside her. Did Eliz-Isabella have one just like it? Had this whole thing been just a plot to kill me and my family? The world as I knew it was falling apart at the seams and it was all thanks to the girl before me. The girl who murdered without regret.
Things that had seemed like good qualities were actually characteristics of hunters. The swift grace as she moved- the lethal agility that every hunter possessed, the unwavering fearlessness…everything!
The worst thing was that I didn't know if I regretted saving her or not.
"Where were you tonight?" I growled. She closed her eyes for a moment, a brief flash of pain in her expression before she opened them again and looked at me with the same unwavering brown pools that I knew so well. But this time, they seemed to pull me right into a stone wall.
"You have every right to be angry."
"Of course I do! I can't believe I've been so stupid!" I refused to look at her again, so I turned and began pacing as I ranted on and on about my idiocy. "I've put my entire family in danger, and for what?! Someone who would kill me without a spare thought!"
"Edward you don't understand!" I looked up for a brief glance at the sound of Isabella's pleading tone.
"I understand perfectly well! Now answer the question, where were you tonight?"
"This isn't an interrogation!" The girl beside Isabella yelled angrily, Vivian I believe her name was.
"You're right; I can let the Voultri the interrogating." Morgan's expression twisted furiously. The entire time since Isabella entered the room, she looked as if she had been barely tolerating my presence. And now it seemed she had had quite enough. She stood up tall, her eyes burning holes right through me. I was embarrassed to find that I took a step back from her intimidating gaze.
"Edward is it?" She asked.
"Yes."
"Well, Edward, it seems to me that if Bella can love you despite you being a bloodsucking leech, then you should be grateful."
I looked back at the bed where Isabella had been sitting a moment before. Both she and Vivian were gone.
"Where did they go?!"
"Never mind that, Vivian is taking Bella somewhere safe."
"No where is safe if she's really-
"I am not about to have you ruin my daughter's life, young man. She became a hunter because of that night that you stood by and let her parents die. If you want to blame someone for this, blame yourself. And secondly, no matter what you say, it's in her blood. The Swans were the strongest of us, and Bella is the very last of that clan."
"I don't care about your vampire hunting history lesson!"
"You should." She sat back down, her arms and legs crossed- giving her a menacing appearance. "I don't approve of her choice in men," she looked me up and down quickly. "But that doesn't change the fact that she loves you. And I believe she has every right to be angry, and try to take back the world from the evil that rules it. The world was once in the hands of humans, and it will be again."
"Not if the Voultri get Isabella first. And I think they'll find it particularly easy to find her when she's this vulnerable."
"Listen to yourself! Did you even really love her?"
"I did…until I found out who she really was!"
"Fine but don't blame me when you change your mind and barge into her execution and try to get her back!" She stood up angrily, glaring at me. "Now get out. If you want to tell the Voultri, fine. But I will never forgive you and neither will she and you may have to live with the consequences for your entire existence."
"Not if it's the right thing to do. She's killed innocent-
"Hardly."
B Pov
That expression. I couldn't get his face out of my head, or the last of his words.
"I can let the Voultri do the interrogating…"
His eyes were so angry…and hurt, his expression was the coldest thing I'd ever seen. It took every ounce of my acquired self control not to break down and weep miserably. He hated me and with good reason. I couldn't help it, not really. It was as instinctive as a vampire's need for blood. And the sight of my parents' murderers had awakened that instinct and I couldn't ever take it back.
With a swirl of miserable thoughts and the fatigue that was settling over me, I found it hard to keep my eyes open. Vivian's silhouette was blurred against the passing lights on the highway. The car lurched forward as she accelerated. She had that expression on. That set and determined vampire hunting expression that was beyond serious but would have been humorous to picture when she was her usual bouncing self.
"He hates me, Vi," I whispered brokenly.
"What did he do to you, Bella? No, it doesn't matter. We're going to get help and then they'll help-
"He didn't do anything. He was the second vampire from the night my parents were murdered." I had only a brief second to see Vivian's eyes widen angrily before the car jerked and swung around in a narrow U turn.
"I'll kill that son of a-
"Vi, don't!"
"You're right, we need to get you help first."
For the next half an hour my vision blurred and cleared, the only noise the constant sound of the engine. I was being pulled under a dark curtain, the world as I knew it slipping away.
Jessica took out a slim sleek blade, almost like a Swiss army knife. She smiled at me with her menacing smile before taking my wrist and slicing the silver blade across it in one smooth motion. I winced purposely, though the slight sting registered as nothing to me.
Jessica brought my wrist to her lips, careful to drain a lot of blood. I could feel myself growing weaker as she drank from my wrist. But I knew it was all working, I'd be out of it for a while but I'd win eventually. I'd been lucky that tonight was the night they were changing the group. Before I knew it, my eyes were growing heavy and my head tilted side ways of its own accord.
I heard bells of laughter in my ear.
"Don't worry, I'll make sure you have plenty of blood." I opened my eyes a little bit, seeing only an outline of Jessica. At first, I thought she was going to cut my wrist again but this time she sliced her own pale wrist.
No! My mind screamed at me. No, it should have already started working. No, no, no! I was too weak to fight her off and she was already beginning to raise her wrist to my mouth. And that's when it happened.
She stopped right before her wrist met my lips. Her eyes were wide and I remember that I could vaguely hear the sound of coughing. It took all my strength, but I sat up slowly and looked around. One of the vampires that Jessica had brought in was coughing loudly, clutching her throat from one of the chairs near by. The girl beside her seemed to be in a daze but otherwise fine.
The vampire's eyes widened, looking around pleadingly at everyone before she gasped and collapsed to the floor. In one fluid motion, Jessica stood up and walked over to the body of the vampire on the floor. I tried to look horrified, playing my part until the very end.
"Via?" Jessica asked in a horrified voice. "Via, wake up." There was another gasp from across the room and everyone turned their head to see the other vampires falling to the floor one by one. "What's going on here?!" Jessica demanded.
"Jessica, we've got to get out of here-
Maria began but was cut off suddenly. She was shaking, her eyes widening. "P-Poison," she managed to choke out.
"Who's poisoned us!?" Jessica screamed, her eyes scanning the crowd of humans angrily. A few of them whispered while others watched Jessica with scared expressions. "Who?!" She strode over to a small woman, grabbed her by the arms and slammed her into the nearest wall.
"Who's done this?!" She screamed at the girl whose eyes were wide and afraid.
"I did." Jessica dropped the girl, who instantly fell to the floor and crawled away. She turned to look at me, her eyes a blazing fury.
"You? You did this? You killed Maria and the others?" In truth I'd only spiked the punch bowls full of the poison. A human could drink it and have no effect but it made their blood a lethal toxin for 24 hours to all vampires who come in contact with it. And all the vampires in the room had just drunk the blood from the humans who'd been drinking it.
"Yes I did. Though I admit, you're a pretty strong vampire to still be alive this long…" Her eyes widened, more in a furious way than the horror struck way the others had.
"You!" She screeched. It all happened in slow motion as I took in many details at once.
The humans stood frozen and fearful in the corner, huddled together. Even the ones who had been sitting on the couches as they prepared to become vampires were joining the other humans. A few of the girls yelled out in terror. The music from the other side of the door was suddenly pulsing, the door was thrown wide open as some tried to flee the scene.
Jessica was running at me, her fingers curled as if anticipating wrapping them around my throat.
I moved out of the way just in time, an unnatural breeze fluttering against my skin as she flew past. She turned around and lunged at me again but I grabbed her wrist and flung her to the ground. Whatever humans had not managed to get through the door shrieked in fear and scuttled out the door faster.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Isabella Swan and I am your assassin, sent to kill you and Maria."
"And the others?"
"Well they were an added bonus," I laughed.
"And everyone calls vampires monsters," she chuckled back.
"Jessica Sue Hopkins, you've killed and changed many and for that you won't be forgiven." Now she seemed to be fearful. "You've been a great host, so I'll be merciful and make it quick."
I pulled out my silver dagger, Swan flashing in the dim lightening. And in one moment, it was all over. The familiar feeling of a knife through butter, of no resistance- the familiar flashback from that night and the familiar burning anger that poured through every nerve and almost buried me in my own memories.
I straightened up and glared down at the pitiful sight. And then I heard a bloodcurdling scream.
"MURDER! JESSICA'S BEEN MURDERED!" Screamed the last human girl, the one who Jessica had grabbed in her blind rage. She ran out the door screaming as she went. I heard the music die down as people to watch the girl running through the club. And then slowly, they turned back to the room from where she'd come. But I was already jumping through the window, and no one had even seen me. They were too busy gazing at the body.
I was still weakened from blood loss but it was something else too. I wasn't sure what, and I knew that none of Jessica's blood had even made contact with me, but something was going on. Vivian rushed toward head quarters with an urgency I hadn't seen in a long time. And I didn't appear hurt, much that is, so why did she speed along the deserted roads as if she knew exactly what was happening?
In the darkness of the car, the single rose flashed through my head. I wasn't sure what it meant but it was but it couldn't have been good and I highly doubt it was from Edward. But one thing was for certain, this was beginning of the end….
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I'm going to post the next chapter. This was getting lengthy and I really wanted to do some other pov's so I'll get to work on that right away. In the meantime, I'm going to post this so you have a chapter to read while I'm working. Please enjoy and review!
-V