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Emmett's POV
During the night, Zila was staying in the room with me. We cuddled into the bed, kissed, did almost everything except having sex. That was something I was not going to be doing for a while. When Zila finally fell asleep, there was a small smile on her face. I was glad I was able to make her happy. It was twelve at night, when I started to walk around the house.
Isabella's light was on, thinking that she was awake, I walked in. She was sleeping on her couch. The television was still on. I picked her up, wanting to move her to her bed. I moved the sheets out of the way and placed her down in the bed. I shut off her television and walked out of the room. I tried to not to look at her anymore. There was no hope between Isabella and I, no matter how much the guys and I wanted it. Even Dominic has tried to be with Isabella, but she's turned him down as well. No one knows why... She just wouldn't date anybody. And I shouldn't waste my time waiting for her to come around.
I walked around the house, making sure the girls were sleeping. The house was locked down and I went back to bed. Just before I reached my room, a light was on in Isabella's room.
I didn't hesitate to walk into the room. When I did, she was sitting on her couch, watching tv.
"What are you doing?" I whispered.
She looked at me. There was sadness resting in her eyes. As much as she was trying to hide it, anyone could tell she was upset. "Just watching tv."
"I just put you to bed..." I said, walking in the room. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." She said. "I just feel... nervous. The Volturi are coming in less than 13 hours. I'm nervous."
"But, Aro loves you. Why would you be worried about them?"
"Aro loves me because of my gift, nothing else." She said. "I'm their life source."
"Is it something about Aro reading your thoughts?"
"No, it's not that. I put my shield around myself, so no one can influence me. Aro can't read my thoughts, Jane can't use her gift against me, Alec can't put me in some 'death' state... etc. I'm safe around them. Marcus acts like my father figure, like he wants me to be happy at all times."
"You don't like that?"
"He kills humans for a living." She said. "I can never forgive them for that and they know that. I hate them for that." She said. "They never change. And I want them to."
"And if you can't?" I asked.
She shook her head. "I'll tell you later. You need to go to bed."
I didn't want to push anymore answers out of her, so I stood up to leave. I leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Try to get some sleep."
I went straight into bed and laid down. Zila rolled over onto my chest and sighed. I couldn't go straight to sleep. I wanted to know what she was thinking, how she was feeling, maybe even comfort her. But if I did that, I'd only be hurt in the future.
In the morning, the girls were making sure the house was cleaning, while Isabella was running around freaking out. I was trying to calm her down but the guys said she was always like this. Which I wouldn't be surprised, she was always freaking out about the smallest things. The Volturi were simply stopping by to see the house and the vampires in it. They wanted to make sure that everything was alright. I did not know why the Volturi thought 'the bigger clan, the more dangerous' was their way of making sure vampires were doing the right thing... It really pisses me off, since nomads are always the crazy ones. I rolled my eyes just thinking about it.
"Are you alright?" Isabella asked.
"Am I alright? Shouldn't I be asking you that?"
She scoffed and rolled her eyes. "I have every reason to worry."
"It still doesn't make sense of how." I admitted.
"It's nothing Emmett." She said. "But thanks for talking to me last night. I ended up sleeping."
"Good." I said. I couldn't help, but kiss her cheek. After I did, I just walked away. I had to stop doing that, I know i do. But, with Isabella, I couldn't help but feel this pull towards her now. Not until last night.
About four hours later, the Volturi finally showed up. It was my first time actually seeing them in person. The portrait in my house wasn't as clear as people would think it would be. It was old.
The Volturi walked in and sort of dropped their guard. Aro went straight to Isabella and kissed her cheek, happy to see her. He was very... cheery. He was polite to Isabella and Dominic, and her 'family'. But underneath that facade of optimistic giddiness, I could tell that he was complete power-hungry, smart with his actions, and highly manipulative.
Caius, on the other hand, was the cruelest, even if he didn't seem like it. Even though he was putting on his best behavior for Isabella and Dominic, I've heard stories about Caius. He never showed an mercy to anyone. Whenever the opportunity was open, he has the most aggressive ways of handling the situations- which was usually executions. I've heard that he uses Jane to torture his offenders for his own pleasure- that making him sadistic.
Marcus, however, was very quiet. He was extremely apathetic, it would be hell for Jasper. There was a little bit of happiness in his eyes when he looked at Isabella. I guess he really took his 'father figure' seriously.
Isabella and Dominic were chatting to the Volturi like everything was fine. But underneath that, she was nervous and afraid. Whatever she was thinking of them, it had to be big. She already said she could never forgive them for killing so many humans, but I knew there was more to that.
"I see you have a new member." Aro said, noticing me.
"Yes, Emmett Cullen." Isabella said.
"Cullen? From Carlisle's coven?" Aro asked.
"Yes." I said. "Things change, people change, I just went out for a while. I met Isabella in the forest."
"Well, it's nice to meet one of Carlisle's former members." Aro said. I thought he was going to shake my hand, though he continued on by talking to Isabella.
The girls would move around, try to look interested in the conversation. Some were doing their hair, trying to distract themselves, others painting their nails and messing with us guys. The television was on and I tried to watch, until I heard words I really didn't want to hear.
"Isabella and Dominic, we will need your service once again." Marcus said.
"What's going on?" She asked.
"A three nomad group has made a couple of newborns, but they aren't exactly keeping it hidden. So far, they have made 7 newborns. Those 7 have completely disregard our rules. They need to be killed. Quickly." Caius said.
It's not like Isabella and Dominic had a choice to go or not. They were being forced to go so Isabella and Dominic would be able to keep their coven.
"How long?"
"Don't know." Aro answered. "It could be a couple of days, a week... I wouldn't have asked if I didn't need you."
"Alright." Dominic said. "Who exactly are we messing with?"
"A woman named Victoria and two men named Laurent and James. James is a tracker, like Demetri. The other two do not have gifts, though the woman is very fast. I'm sure you will be able to catch her Isabella."
She nodded and looked at her hands. One thing Isabella hated was leaving the house. Even though we were here to protect the girls, she still hated it. The longest she's been ever gone was a month. When she got back, she broke down in front of everyone. It was a story Hollow told me. And you couldn't help but feel bad for Isabella. She's been through much more by just protecting people. It had to break you at some point in time. And everyone could tell she had a sense of compassion, selfless, and loving. She was like a little Esme, all filled with love for others.
I smiled at the thought of those two loving each other- like a mother/daughter relationship. Alice would love Isabella's tastes in her dresses, maybe even Rose. When I thought of Rose, I started to wonder if I should call her, to see how she was doing. Though, I didn't want to seem like I was waiting for her. I wasn't.
I sighed and laid my head down to whoever was next to me. It was Baylee. She ran her fingers through my hair and smiled at me. Rose used to do that, whenever I was bored or upset. I grabbed her hand and held it. Her small fingers were tracing my cheekbones.
After another hour of making plans, the Volturi left. They would be coming back next week to get Isabella and Dominic. We all said our goodbyes and waited for them to be out of hearing range. When they were, I finally saw the entire room relax their shoulders.
Everybody was upset about Isabella and Dominic having to leave. Now it was my turn to make the girls happy again.
"Alright." I said. I stood up and picked up Baylee over my shoulder. She was mumbling something about putting her down, but I wasn't listening.
I walked outside in the backyard and tossed her straight into the pool. She screamed on the way down and I stood there laughing.
"Emmett!" She yelled.
"Oh, sorry." I said.
I walked back inside the house and picked up Annabelle, since she was closest to me.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
"Oh nothing." I said.
"Emmett let me go! Do not throw me in that pool." She screamed. I tossed her in anyways and laughed.
When I walked back inside, the girls were scooting themselves away from me, trying to stay away from me. I laughed and started to chase and grab all the girls. Isabella was last and she looked calm. I think she thinks I'm not going to throw her into the pool. I grabbed her and she pushed me off.
"Emmett, you are not throwing me in there." She said.
"Oh, we'll see about that." I said.
It took all eight of us guys to grab Isabella and throw her into the pool. The eight of us wrapped around the pool and laughed. She was glaring at us, ready to rip all of our heads off. I sighed and sat down on a lawn chair and watched the girls push each other under the water.
About an hour later, Isabella slipped out of the pool, grabbed a towel, and walked into the house. She was still glaring at us, ready to rip our heads off. I merely smiled at her, but inside, I knew she was going to get us back. The girls were changing out of their shirts and jeans, stripping into their bras and underwear. Isabella was sitting on the edge of the pool, squeezing out the water from her shirt. I took off my shoes and sat next to her.
"What do you want?" She asked.
"Oh, nothing." I said. "Just trying to lighten up the mood."
Someone grabbed my leg then yanked me into the pool. Isabella was laughing at me and then the girls started to gain up on us guys again, pulling us under.
For a while we would sit around, play pranks on each other and just relax. Something to keep our minds off of Isabella and Dominic leaving in a week. Soon, Isabella called all of us men into the house so she could talk to us. We walked into her room and she shut the door behind us. Whatever it was, it was serious.
"There's something I need to tell you all. Something I've been thinking about for the past couple of weeks." She began. "But first, I have to tell you my past. Something that none of you know.
It was in 1866, three years before I met Dominic, I was in the Volturi, as a full-time guard. I was sent to the South, meeting up with woman named Maria. I didn't know exactly who she was and neither of the Volturi brothers told me what or why I was supposed to be down there. But I went anyways. In the south, newborn armies were common, so they could take over land, wanted them for territory. I met up with someone named Jasper and Maria. They were the commanders for the newborn army, two very deadly people. One of them, as of now, I know is alive. Jasper, Emmett's brother, so to speak.
Anyways, when I arrived there, Jasper immediately took me in. Maria was weary about me, considering I was with the Volturi. But after the awkward encounter, we became fast friends. She took newborn armies to a new level after teaming up with two others, Lucy and Nettie. She would choose humans with combat potential and give them more training than anyone had bothered to do before. When she met Jasper, he was a young Confederate officer. She hoped his physical stature and military experience would make him a helpful addition to the coven. When she realized his ability to control emotions, she put him, in charge of all the other newborns she had created. He was able to make the newborns cooperate with one another. With Jasper around, Maria's army began working together better and their army was winning back the territories they had once lost. I've actually looked up to her, thinking she was powerful, which she was. It was amazing how she was able to manipulate people, so I joined her little newborn army."
I sat back in my seat. Whenever Jasper told his story with Maria, he never once mentioned Isabella. Was it really that bad with her that he couldn't tell us who Isabella was?
"I turned out to be third in command. With my shield, she would always win. She would use Jasper and I as her main fighters, sit back and watch us win her territories. Soon, Maria became greedy and sought to extend her control further by claiming other Mexican territories belonging to other vampire clans. Jasper was very close to her, and though of her as a god-like figure. But she never returned his feelings. She had recently lost her mate, never fell in love. So he came to me next. Jasper and I... we fell in love with each other. We usually wouldn't express it, but we both knew we felt something for each other. He and I were considered deadly to each other, one badass couple. He was the Major in the confederate and in Maria's army. I was the woman on his arm.
One night, Maria ordered Jasper to kill all of the newborns who showed no potential to remain in her coven. It made Jasper sick and depressed. She became awake of his depression and became paranoid, thinking he would turn on her. Maria told me, she hated that feeling and wanted Jasper dead. She thought I would be able to take his position, and me being me back then, I was going to help her. She made plans with other newborns and I to plot against him. Soon, Jasper found out and did the same with other newborns. But before we could attack each other, he ended up leaving. Someone named Peter and Charlotte returned and took him North for a more peaceful life. Ever since, I haven't seen Jasper.
He was the only one, before I turned on him, who I truly loved. Though, I don't remember what he looks like, I can't remember much about him either. I've regretted going against him. I could've been in a different position and be with him. I'm not saying I wish I wasn't doing this, but I do wish I was with him.
Anyways, Maria eventually forgave Jasper for his defection and considers herself to be on good terms with him. After a year, I ended up leaving. The south has reminds me of him, someone I've let slip through my fingers. I made a small vacation for myself and went to Louisiana for awhile. That's when I met you Dominic. He was small newborn who had no idea what he was doing, but I knew you were pure. We became fast friends and ever since we continued on. Later on, I returned to the Volturi, with Dominic and ended up having a small epiphany in Italy. I didn't want that life anymore, killing innocent humans, or other newborns for territory... I've made a deal with them, I'd fight for them but only when they needed us. They agreed and we left and built the house. And that's my past, something I'm not proud about. I've never been proud about.
And Jasper, I haven't heard from him or about him until Emmett came. It was the first I've heard from him in 200 years. A reason why I'm not into dating is because I've never gotten my closure from Jasper. I know we aren't together, but it's something I've needed. I just don't know how or when." She said. "So yeah, that's my true story."
I sat there, completely stunned. Once I've never heard Jasper say anything about an Isabella. It wasn't possible that he forgot. I sighed and sat back. They needed to talk, to have closure. Hell, maybe then Isabella would finally date someone.
Preferably me. Hell, I'm one sexy guy, she had to go for me... Right?
"Isabella, it's the past." I said. "People have horrible moments in their lives. Hell, I know I do. Not everyone is perfect. You, however, were able to continue on and save so many lives. I think... that you've pretty much saved yourself from damnation."
"Agreed." the rest of the guys agreed.
Isabella shook her head, to disagree, but I stopped her. "No. Isabella, think about it. Think of all the people you've killed, then think of all the people you saved. If the people you saved were still with their makers, they could be dead. And their makers would kill more and more people, the list goes on. You've saved so many lives. Thousands, millions. Don't doubt yourself. You're a good woman." I said.
She gave us a watery smile before we all surrounded her and held her. When I thought back to Jasper, I knew those two needed to meet. It was time for them to meet.
I called Carlisle and told him I was going to be visiting the family with a friend of mine. I didn't want anybody to know, but I didn't want to show up and no one be there. I told him to keep it a secret so I could surprise the others, even though it's been a couple of days.
Right after we shut down the house for the night, I walked into Isabella's room. She was in the middle of changing into a nightgown when I officially saw her. She had many scars around her body. But it wasn't the scars that shocked me. It was the tattoo that wrapped around her back. The tattoo was a black vine that started at her neck, went down her back, then ended at her front side. The vine had little red roses on it. It wasn't something that scared me. It was a beauty on her.
I was still staring at her when she was dressed and turned around.
"Emmett." She said.
"Oh, sorry." I said. "I haven't seen your tattoo before, so... yeah."
"Such an ugly thing." she mumbled.
"I thought it was beautiful. It fits you." I said. "Red roses, for beauty. The black vine, I really don't know." She stayed quiet, silently bashing herself. "I want to take you somewhere tomorrow."
"Where?"
"Ummm... to see Jasper." I admitted.
Her eyes became wide, struck with fear and horror. She didn't say anything, but sat on the bed. For a second, I thought it would be a bad idea, but I wanted those two to see each other again. That and Jasper had a lot of explaining to do to Alice.
"Isabella, you need to see him." I said and sat next to him.
"I know." She said. "I just... I don't know what to say to him."
"You'll figure it out." I said. "We leave tomorrow." I stood up, kissed her cheek, and left her alone to think.
Tomorrow, we would be leaving to Forks. I didn't know how things would go down, considering they haven't seen each other in 200 years. Maybe they would fight or make up. I sighed and got into bed. Baylee was sitting cross-legged and waited for me. I smiled and her and just took off my pants. I jumped into bed and laid my head on her chest. She giggled and ran her fingers through my hair. It was something that I very much loved.
I was going to need. Considering I would have to face a possible fight tomorrow. That... and see Rosalie a lot sooner again. But tomorrow had to be good... right?
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