Ahhh, don't you just love these last minute Wednesday posts, I think they're delightfully stressful. I just finished the second editing and I hope it's better now, less mistake-ridden. I would've been happy with the first edit but the moment I went to save it, FanFiction decided to stop working. But, isn't that all part of the fun? I'm so excited to include the Volturi scene from the movie. I remember seeing the clip on my first Hi-Def HD LCD ABC, whatever, television and the bit where Bella is pushed and her hair flips looked magical. Cinematographers these days focus so much on artistry in scenes and it really brings the scene to life sometimes. So, thanks to the New Moon movie, for which this chapter is mainly derived from and keep spreading the word, we're nearly half way to our monthly goal of 1000 viewers and like I said, if it happens I will happily create an Instagram so all of you can further keep up with my writings. I am quite excited. Also, if you would do me a kindness, keep a look out for my good friend, and faithful reader, RetroReaction's story update. Its for her story You Again, also a Twilight fanfic and its quite brilliant. So do look that up and follow it since I believe she will update soon. Thanks so much for reading, please review and favourite and all of such similar actions, it means a great deal to me. Cheers!

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The moment Cara approached the church house, she knew something was wrong. She stopped at the door: scanning, observing, searching. Before she even entered she knew Edward was no longer there but went up to her room just in case she was wrong- she wasn't. The only remnant of Edward's was a crushed cell phone by the window and a heavy feeling of regret in the air. She went downstairs again, eyes watering as she inhaled deeply turning in all directions, trying to track him. West. The shore.

Edward coughed a few times as he hauled himself up on the dark beach. The sand begged him not to tread on as it sunk him in closer but he rejected it with each step and moved forward. He stood for a moment and looked at Volterra before him. He never saw it up close, only looked at pictures in books and imagined it from stories Carlisle used to tell him. But this place before him had much more grandeur and splendor. This place looked ancient and new all at the same time. This place was much more fear-provoking than he had ever pictured.

He ran a hand through his wet hair and walked onto the cobblestone streets. He occasionally wrung out his shirt but cared not for first impressions, only about his request. He didn't walk to the front entrance, but rather to a dark alleyway, knowing he could find one of their guards lurking. And so he did.

"I request an audience with the Volturi."

"For what purpose?" The cloaked figure cooed.

"A termination request." Edward said. The girl lifted her head to look at him. She was a short girl, only about five foot three. Her hair was curly and light brown, her eyes were a glowing crimson. The moment she looked at his face she recognized him. A picture from long ago, hidden within a friend's living quarters.

"Follow me." Chelsea said softly and led him through the dark alleyway into a hidden doorway. When she was safely inside, she allowed the hood to fall to her shoulders as she walked quickly.

Edward followed along sluggishly. He was annoyed with the fast-paced nature of her thoughts and therefore decided to tune them out. This was an awful place. Full of torture and death and he didn't need his abilities to tell him that.

"A visitor, sir." Chelsea said slowly, head faced towards the ground.

"Thank you my dearest Chelsea." Aro said cheerily as she exited promptly. Aro smiled at Edward as he stepped closer, "I do not believe we have had the pleasure..."

"My name is Edward Cullen." At first Edward kept his chin down but then lifted it to meet Aro's gaze.

"Carlisle." Aro said happily clapping his hands together, "how wonderful! Gentlemen, do we not remember our dear brother, Carlisle?" The other two nodded solemnly.

"Carlisle created me in 1918..." Edward thought for a moment, "He has been my father ever since."

"Of course he has." He said with a smile. Aro rose from his embellished throne and walked towards Edward, a hand outstretched, "I trust you know of my abilities..." Aro's hand waited, "if I may." Edward begrudgingly took his hand and in a moment his life scrolled before him, projected by Aro's mind. It was incredible and horrifying at the same time. Everything he ever did and thought lay before both of them like a movie clip. As soon as it began, it ended. Aro's mouth curved into a smile as his mind grasped at the images of a young vampire who shared a similar past. Cara was one of them. Edward was disgusted.

"How wonderful." Aro said with a light airiness, "Surely you can't possibly expect me to throw away such a remarkable gift as yours. Not without a reasonable cause."

"You should." He said slowly, staring blankly at Aro, "before I do anything reckless." Caius sat up straighter in his chair.

"Are you trying to threaten us?" Caius challenged.

"I am simply warning you." Edward said to Caius venomously, "There is nothing more dangerous than a man who no longer fears death and has a dreadful secret to keep. You would not want to allow such a man to walk amongst your people."

"We cannot allow him to disturb the peace so close to the holiday." Caius said through gritted teeth. Aro raised his hand to silence him.

"You make your move, Edward, and we will make ours." Aro said, drawing nearer once more, "but perhaps you would find more pleasure in making a rational decision..." He walked backwards to his throne, his gaze never leaving Edward's face, "Join us. Your powers would be of much use to us. Perhaps you may also convince our old friend to come back with us as well." Aro cooed menacingly, Edward's anger rose, "she is quite a beautiful flower, you seem to have a type, my dear boy." Aro chuckled.

Marcus gave Edward a sad look and spoke softly, "Chose wisely, for when you chose one thing you lose the other." Edward turned away, unnerved by the painful memories that flooded Marcus' mind.

"We can offer you so much, Edward. You will want for nothing." Aro said encouragingly.

"I only want one thing Aro. And if you won't grant me my wish I will force your hand."

"We shall see, Edward." Aro said, sitting back on the gilded throne as Edward left through the darkened alley once more.

From the moment Cara stepped foot on the beach that night, she knew Edward had been there. She squeezed her long hair and ran her hands over the sleeves of her shirt, releasing a few water droplets onto the ground. She inhaled deeply, looking for his trace and followed the lead with haste. When she reached the Volturi castle, she was nearly close enough to hear the whispers of his thoughts. Cara climbed up a wall of the castle and snuck into the watch room. She snatched a cloak from the first room she saw and made her way, undetected, to the source of her lover's thoughts.

"If I may." Aro said before Edward gave him his hand. Cara shut her eyes and lowered her head as she fully indulged in Aro's overview of Edward's life. It was beautiful and frightening. She couldn't help but grind her teeth when the image of Bella flashed across his mind. She was human and he loved her. But she was dead now and he wanted to die. Cara opened her eyes, feeling the tears begin to form. She blinked them away and kept listening.

"We cannot allow him to disturb the peace so close to the holiday." Caius said through gritted teeth, thinking of St. Marcus Day the next morning. Cara looked at Edward, she knew he heard it to. Immediately, a plan formed. He would show himself to a crowd, exposing his immortality to an unsuspecting public. Cara could do nothing to stop him if he went through with it. But she could stop Aro. As Edward walked away, a plan of her own formed.

"What a happy surprise! Bella is alive after all! Isn't that... wonderful? I love a happy ending!" He took Edward's hand, wanting to understand their history more, "Ahhh... They are so grand." Cara stood in a dark corridor, invisible to the other two guards at the entrance. Cara felt her stomach sink to her knees when Bella came into view. The girl Edward now loved stood at his side, perfectly alive and well. She focused on Edward, remembering her mission and focused on the conversation once more.

"Aro can read every thought I've ever had with just one touch." Edward said tiredly, he turned to Aro as a particularly surprising thought flashed through Aro's mind. Edward was at the clock tower, ready to expose himself to the public, when Bella jumped on him to shield his skin from the sun. He hoped it was Cara. As he opened his eyes, he was disappointed slightly, seeing that the savior was Bella instead, "and now you know everything, so get on with it." Edward glared, thinking of how annoyed he was with the idea of Aro looking into his past. Aro simply gave an uncomfortable laugh.

"You are quite a soul reader yourself, Edward, though," a pause as he looked between Edward and Bella, "you can't read Bella's thoughts..." He thought, Or Cara's, "Fascinating!" Edward grind his teeth as Aro turned his happy gaze to Bella, "I would love to see if you are an exception to my gifts as well. Would you do me the honour?" He grabbed her hand with excitement, his face dropped almost instantly, "Interesting," Aro stated flatly, "I see nothing." Edward grinned, feeling satisfied. Cara realized that Bella's thoughts were not sheltered from her. Cara grinned as well, thinking I can.

Aro was dissatisfied, allowing Jane to unleash her powers mercilessly on both of them. The fight began so quickly after. Cara clenched her fists with her plan in mind. If anyone so much as threatened to kill Edward, she would kill them first and escape. Edward may have thrown away his wedding vows, but Cara still believed in protecting her beloved. The blows went on and on when he hit the stairs at the foot of the thrones, Cara stood next to Aro, invisible to all eyes. As Aro's hands reached Edward's head, Cara's hands reached Aro's neck.

"Please! No, no, please! Please!" Bella shrieked and grabbed at her hair and clothing like a soap opera star. The sudden cries made Aro stop and look at her, "Kill me, kill me, not him." Bella pleaded. Cara stepped away from Aro as he stepped away from Edward. All eyes on Bella. She was nervous, afraid. But she did not regret her words. Cara stepped towards the window slowly as Aro spoke Italian blood poetry. As Cara made her way down the side of the castle, she saw an image of Bella and Edward. It was an image from the future, projected by the thoughts of the other girl who accompanied Edward. A psychic. As Cara settled into a dark tree and watched them leave, she replayed the vision in her mind. Bella and Edward ran together during a hunt, both as vampires. She walked to the sea shore at nightfall, still thinking of the vision as she swam slowly back to a now unwelcoming home.

They were beautiful.

They were powerful.

They were complete.

They were happy.