Chapter 2: The Watchers

I glanced up when I saw Laurent standing up, he was giving Victoria a hard glare.

"I am going to clean up, please don't kill our guest while I am gone.''

His words irked me. He was so casual about my death, as if my life was some insignificant thing.

I suppose to a human drinking vampire that was true. He killed my kind in order to survive and had been doing so for quite some time now.

I wondered if it also had to do with how long he had been around. Did living for so long make you desensitized to the death? Did watching people grow old and die contribute to his view on human life?

I watched Victoria roll her eyes and wave his words off. Laurent let out a sigh, but disappeared behind a white door leaving me alone in the small area with a vampire who wanted to kill me.

I found it odd how she and James haunted my dreams for months after James' death and now I was sitting with her in a jet.

Her eyes locked with mine and a bone chilling smile curved onto her pretty face. I swallowed hard, but couldn't bring myself to break the stare down we were having.

''You know Isabella, '' she began.

''I was very upset when my little friend back there wouldn't allow me to kill you. It is all I have wanted since you got my James killed.''

Her smile was gone now and her pale features were twisted in an expression of pain and anger. The anger seemed to win over and she leaned forward in her chair.

''But it is okay, because I will kill you for what you caused. I promise you that. The Volturi will decide to end you and I will be the one who rips your pretty little heart out. ''

My throat had gone dry as she went on with her speech as terror froze me to my chair. My heart was racing in my chest as I looked into the eyes of what I was sure would one day be my killer.

I knew she was right, the Volturi would want me dead for everything that I knew and I didn't know how, but I knew Victoria would be the one who ended my life.

Something just told me that she would very easily get what she wanted.

I was still gazing at her in horror when Laurent came back into the room. When he saw me he let out a sigh and glanced at Victoria with a look of disappointment.

''What did you do to her? I said not to harm her,'' he said.

She finally broke the stare between us to give him a sweet smile.

''I didn't touch a hair on her head, Laurent.''

He took a wary look at me and shook his head.

''Her heart practically beating out of her chest and I don't think she is supposed to be that color. She is almost as pale as us.''

Victoria said nothing, but I got the feeling that she was very happy with herself. She wanted to terrify me and she had done the job perfectly.

I shakily pushing my hair behind my ear and offered Laurent a smile that I was sure looked more like a grimace.

''I am fine, don't worry.''

He stared at me for a moment an expression of curiosity written over his handsome face before he simply returned back to his seat.

It was then I noticed how clean he was. His blonde hair was pushed back and lacked twigs and leaves. I also realized that it was a lot more blonde than I thought.

His clothes were also very fancy, a white silk dressing shirt with black slacks and dressing shoes that was shinning. His clothes looked expensive.

My eyes flickered from Victoria and Laurent and I couldn't help but to wonder who these two vampires really were. I had a feeling that they weren't really nomads.

''I can see how curious you are, young one. What is it that has you so puzzled?"

I fidgeted in my seat unsure if I should ask what I truly wanted to, in the end I gave in to the questions running through my mind.

''You're not really nomads are you?"

''No, we aren't,'' was all he said.

I bit my lip as I waited for him to go on, but he never did. He just stared at the ceiling of the jet with a small smile twisted on his lips.

''Then what are you?''

He closed his eyes as he gave me another short answer.

''We are Watchers.''

My frustration was beginning to build inside of me and I let out a sigh. He seemed to understand that I was getting upset from his answers and laughed.

''And what are Watchers?"

There was a bit of an attitude in my tone that seemed to amuse him more.

''Watchers are set out into the world to keep an eye on vampires and make sure they aren't breaking any rules. They float around as nomads, keeping their true identities a secret.''

My mind flew into overdrive with the new information. Putting all the pieces together I realized that the day on the baseball field wasn't a coincidence. They had showed up on purpose to make sure the Cullens were following the rules, which they hadn't been.

I already knew that they must have been working with the Volturi even though he hadn't said it. Who else would they be spying on other vampires for?

What I couldn't understand was that if they were working with the Volturi why didn't they go to them right when they found out that the Cullens told me their secret?

On top of those questions was one that kept nagging at the back of my mind.

''James?"

I saw Victoria shift out of the corner of my eye, but kept my gaze locked on Laurent. My heart rate quickened as I realized this topic might upset the red headed vampire.

Laurent shook his head sadly, ''Yes, James was also a Watcher, but he wasn't good at following orders. We weren't ever supposed to engage the vampire's who broke the rules, simply report back to the Volturi and have them step in. They didn't want our cover blown, but James could never follow that one order. ''

When Laurent spoke about James there was a sadness in his voice, a loss. It made me wonder why he didn't stay and help his friend.

''Why did you guys wait so long to tell the Volturi about me?"

His smile returned, but this one was more sinister, ''We told them everything as soon as we returned.''

I frowned, ''Why did you guys wait so long to come after us?"

He looked back at the ceiling and closed his eyes,''We had our reasons.''

Nothing more was said for hours.

My body began to ache and become sore from sitting in the same position and my human needs were calling to me.

Letting out a sigh I stood to my feet and walked over to where the small, white refrigerator was sitting. Opening it I saw cokes and Waters as well as snacks.

I grabbed a candy bar and a bottle of water and made my way back to my seat, ignoring the looks I had been receiving from Victoria throughout the entire flight.

I was becoming used to the hateful glare she was casting my way.

After finishing my snack I looked at Laurent.

''Is there a restroom?"

He nodded and stood up, gesturing me to follow him. He lead me through the same door he went through to get a change of clothes.

There was a long hallway with many white doors. I counted the ones we passed until we reached the fourth door on the left.

I smiled at him in thanks and stepped into the restroom. I had expected something with only a toilet and a sink, but was surprised when I saw a large shower with a bathtub.

There was also a small closet that was bolted to the wall. With wide eyes I walked over to it and opened it to see women's and men's clothes of all sizes.

''Feel free to shower if you'd like,'' I nearly jumped at the sound of Laurent's voice through the door.

I considered what he said and decided that I would shower.

I took off my clothes and after using the restroom I stepped into the running shower.

The water was hotter than I usually had it, but I welcomed the pain. It kept my mind off of all the questions that I wasn't getting answers too.

It kept my mind off the Cullens, my father, my friends, Jake, and the Volturi.

After a little while I got out of the shower and dried off. I found an expensive looking pair of jeans with a nice blouse and threw them both on. I tied my wet hair into a bun and looked in the mirror.

My face was paler than usual and my brown eyes had nothing, but fear and worry shining in them.

I hated it, the girl I had become.

I had once been strong and independent, but now, in this world I was the weakest thing out there. Prey for something stronger, smarter, and better and I was stuck relying on the few vampires I could trust to keep me safe.

Letting out a sigh, I pushed the thoughts away and left the bathroom. I went back to where Victoria and Laurent were. They were both sitting in the same positions that they were in before I left.

I took my original seat and looked out the window of the jet. The last thing I remembered seeing were white clouds.

Hey, so this is chapter 2 obviously. Thank you all for the reviews, favs, and follows. I am sorry for any spelling mistakes and will try to correct those, unfortunately I do not have a Beta atm, so it is left to me.

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