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Author's note: Well guys I wrote about 4 chapters while I was at the lake without any Internet so I'm hoping to get them all up today. Yay! And thank you all for your reviews, I'm greatful for them and enjoy reading them. Thank you for everything! I would be nowhere without you weirdos.
Alice's mind flashed to the pain that Bella would be feeling, her mind flashed to the only option Victoria had in mind for Bella's fate and the only option that Bella saw at this moment in her future. Death. Torturous, slow, and painful death.
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Victoria assembled the camera within moments and sent on the live feed. The camera blinked its response showing to me that it was on. Victoria looked into the camera as I looked around for something. Some object that God had ordained be there for my sake. My hands may be tied up but my fingers were movable. "Hello Edward," she announced to the camera like a host of a famous television show as I found a long metal wrench behind the box where it seemed a bunch of tools were piled–you rarely find metal wrenches lying around nowadays- and grabbed it in my hand, "now is time for the fun." I managed to get up and launch myself at Victoria aiming the wrench at her head. I had to be as fast as I could be, and the only moment I knew that Victoria would be caught off guard was now when she was playing up to the camera, so I didn't hesitate. She was a vampire. I was a human. "OW! You mongrel," she growled at me as I came falling on the floor after the wrench hit her head. The wrench in my hands was bent like a limp curly fry and she didn't even look harmed though the reaction, her growl and her shriek were worth it. I couldn't do much though I'd try.
"You see how she fights? Well she won't be able to fight for long," hissed Victoria viciously. She leaned forward and took in the moment as I shook in fear looking at her. I couldn't do anything really. I kicked the box near me at her to no avail as she broke right through it and held me in her grasp as if she were cradling a sweet baby, and yet the way she held me I couldn't move. All I could do was yell, "Let me go! Let me go you bitch!" But my words were to no avail as she leaned over; her lips were hesitant at my neck. And herein was the moment when I thought why not give her the opposite of what she wanted…? She wanted my pain. I couldn't give it to her.
"If you bite me you're just going to have a hell of a time on your hands. I will be after you," I growled at her. "And there will be no mercy."
She laughed. She actually began bubbling beautiful laughter. "What makes you think I'll let you survive the three days of change? You'll be in pain before I kill you!"
Her teeth sank into my skin like it was a piece of paper and her teeth the ragged scissors of vicious doom. The poison was sent through my neck like a shot of heroin except this wasn't going to knock me out and leave me with nights that I'd never forget and a tattoo on my leg that said, 'Kobe was here.' This was quite the opposite of heroin, it wracked my body and I shook at the first bite, the venom heating my blood immediately so I felt like a boiled crawfish in Louisiana during Mardi Gras night with a group of fat people waiting to eat my fleshy pink seafood goodness.
She bit me over and over. I didn't shout. All I did was writhe and squirm from the pain of the bites but I didn't cry out. That's what Victoria wanted and when she saw that my mouth didn't open to scream she bit even harder into my skin sinking into me with the mindless hunger of a shark. I bit my lips in pain, knowing that they were bleeding from how hard my bite was, but that's all I could do to try and suppress the pain. The blood that filled my mouth only made Victoria grin. She licked the wounds that littered my body like pock marks, each bite as poisonous as the other.
The blood pounded in my head, my body contracted and contorted and the only thing I could shout was to the camera, to the one person I loved with all my heart even though it had taken me to this moment to realize it, "STAY AWAY-" But my sentence was cut off when Victoria sank her teeth into me once more.
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"BELLA," growled Jacob! His body shook and prickled and he began to change in anger.
"Hold him," shouted Sam as all the wolves at once and Rosalie and Jasper began to hang onto Jacob's writhing body. He felt pain in the change but he knew it was nothing compared to Bella's.
Edward just sat there watching the video, watching the future in Alice's mind –she'd been standing in the same place for a full 4 minutes seeing nothing but the option Victoria was choosing, she stayed still for so long that Aro and Alec began to doodle on her face. Edward's body twitched as he rushed to the front of the plane angrily. "Dammit Carlisle hurry up!"
"We should be landing in 30 minutes," called out Carlisle!
"That's not-" Jacob let out a loud howl amid the changes as his nails stretched out into long claws, "-good enough for me!"
"I see their plane! Its landing," Carlisle cried pointing far out from them in the distance a small speck but Edward and Jacob could both see it, even in the haze of his change Jacob could see it and he knew what he wanted to do.
"I'm landing now," shouted Jacob in the mixture of a growl and a human moan. By this time Edward had joined the others in trying to restrain Jacob, having read Jacob's mind and knowing what the wolf planned to do. As the others piled on him Jacob burst forth from their bodies, his body a large hairy wolf, his mouth a snout, and his legs two powerful machines that launched him towards the airplane door where he wrenched it open. Without any thought for himself Jacob dived out into the wind.
For a moment Jacob knew what he was doing was suicidal, none of the pack had tested jumping this far up in the sky but even if he broke something or worse it would give him a head start rather than having to wait for the plane to land. Between the time he fell and the ground he believed he had enough time to rationally think on how to land without killing himself.
However he didn't have such a leisurely moment to think considering a pair of arms wrapped around him in the flying of the wind and the whipping of his fur. "You didn't grab a parachute idiot," growled Edward as Jacob began to squirm trying to get Edward's arms off of him. "Here's the difference between you and myself wolf; I can survive the landing so like hell you're going to push me off you. You need me and I need a stronger nose!"
Marcus and Aro looked at each other as they glanced out the door watching Edward and Jacob's fall through the wind. "Do we jump too Aro?" Marcus asked as Luna began to climb on his back. "What on earth do you think you're doing Lulu?"
"What does it look like? Our brooms broke when we landed in that place and my threstal killed over and died." Neville looked at Luna with a raised brow. "You know what I mean, in the threstal way of death it turned into a human horse. So all I have is you Marcy. I like Bella… and to be honest I'm scared of airplanes." Marcus got a stern look in his eyes when he found out of Luna's fear as he looked at Aro.
"Well, it's the right thing to do," he sighed rolling his eyes at Aro -damn he hated acting like a good guy, he much preferred sitting next to Aro's side and pillaging from the weak who looked up to them but damn Luna for giving him that look. Marcus looked into Luna's frightened eyes, "if we're going to do this we have to do it right." He swung Luna into his arms so he could hold onto her knowing that her grip wouldn't be able to hold on through the wind and lunged out of the airplane shouting, "Geranamo!"
Aro looked at Neville who also jumped into Aro's arms. "What the hell?" Aro dropped Neville. "Just because they do it doesn't mean I will. Besides, you're not my type."
Jane rushed past Aro shouting out, "Navajo!"
Jasper followed suit. "Cannonball."
Alice jumped after him totally unaware of the fact that her face was covered in doodles that made her look like a French man with a unibrow. "Pocahontas!"
Carlisle and Esme grabbed each other's hands and jumped out together shouting, "Sacagewea!"
Rosalie looked at everyone else who were still in the air plane before glancing at the spot where Carlisle had been driving the plane. "Who the hell is driving now?"
"I am," cried Aro jumping in the seat as he began playing with the controls forcing the plane to speed up before he aimed it downward in a plunge.
"Not again," shouted Neville hanging on for dear life onto Alec.
"Every mystical person for themselves," cried Alec jumping out the door with Neville on his back and his arms reaching back to hang onto the wizard. The wolves looked at each other and then Rose.
"I don't want to break my Jimmy Cho heels," she replied oddly stable where she stood in the airplane even though it was tilted downward.
"How the hell are we going to survive?" Embry shouted at Sam.
At that moment a fleet of snargles flew under the plane and turned off the power with their minds as they guided it on their backs towards the ground.
"Told you I could fly," cried Aro totally not realizing he wasn't driving at all. "Drama queens the lot of those idiots jumping out of the plane. I hate jumping out of the plane. The air messes up my hair." And as Aro's hand came onto an odd button that looked like a burning Christmas tree with bottles of beer hanging as ornaments on it, he unconsciously triggered the eject button on his seat and was launched out of the plane parachuting through the air grumbling about his hair.
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Too bad nothing had been blacked out. Too bad I hadn't fainted like most girls would've. I wasn't able to block the pain at all and I couldn't even hear anything from Edward though I could feel his touch in my mind as he tried to contact me. But my own pain blocked out everything though I hoped what I sent him he received though I knew it was spastic and not what you'd normally send to someone:
Argh! Shit! Dammit! If anyone comes after me I will hurt them! I'm getting nothing from you but I'm in pain and I don't want anyone coming after me! Ah shit! It burns! It burns! I'm on fire!
I was in a bound bag thrown over someone's shoulder, probably Caius considering he did the dirty work, and all I could feel was the wind breezing by as he must've been running. And even that small bit of wind couldn't reach me I was in such pain. I had no clue where we were headed but I was pissed and in pain.
My arms felt as if they were consumed with fire, every molecule of my body screamed, and all I did, all I could do was shudder and struggle. God please don't let him see me this way. Please send him back home.
The tears fell down my face, evaporating as soon as they hit my skin. I wasn't even bothered that there wasn't much air in the sack. I was already in misery as it was. All I knew was that it seemed like we kept varying directions.
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Where did they go? Jacob thought to Edward. Can't you contact Bella?
"I haven't been able to reach her mutt." Edward and Jacob walked through Italy with Jacob on the end of a leash considering it would've otherwise looked incredibly odd for a giant wolf to be walking around alone on hind legs. Then again it still looked odd for a wolf that large to be walking on all fours on a leash anyway. The others had spread out searching all around the airport, trying to close off any way for Victoria to escape their area before reaching the city openings for the sewers that lead to the 'all powerful' home of Aro. Edward tugged on the leash. "Lets go to the sewer."
How are you going to tell the others?
"I don't need to. Alice will see and get the others. We'll go on ahead."
I'll notify the gang.
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I leaned against the wall chained up, my arms hurt like a bunch of green horned snargle-toothed demons with toilet paper for tails had descended upon them biting and gnawing. Then again the blood was rushing from my arms. I would've cried for the pain of having my arms stretched up against the wall for three hours had I not been crying for the thought of those I cared and the other pain I suffered.
Forget incredibly hot Johnny Storm. I was the human torch.
I tried to focus my mind –in vain- on Jacob and Edward's reactions. I didn't want them to hurt themselves.
Dammit I was so self-centered! All this time I was focused on Edward and then Jacob, all the time I'd been fighting within my heart and you know what? Men aren't everything! They aren't the world we revolve around and just as I had been beginning to turn Edward comes in and my selfishness gets stronger so what do I do? I condemn us all by selfishly trying to get a group of friends as far away from me as I could when the unselfish thing to do would be to have told them all the truth straight up and pushed feelings aside. A real friend would've done that. I really do suck sometimes. It's like I'm a static character or something, but I'm not! I'm me. I rule my own life not some weird woman far away writing out my life story on a computer. –Subliminal shifty eyes-
What was really semi-selfish was… I kind of didn't want anyone to find me…
Wouldn't it be better to escape from this without them knowing that way everyone's lives would be made better?
Though the thought of me escaping didn't sound at all plausible right now. It was a moot point. I wasn't strong at all now was I? I was a vampire like Caius…
I was bitten. I had been kept for a mere six hours, during the first three hours I had been allowed to have my arms to myself until Victoria thought it better to stretch me out in my pain since I wasn't moaning and groaning for her satisfaction. Sadist bitch.
Seriously if there was a cult of sadistic people out in the world somewhere –shifty eyes- Victoria could be their leader.
Victoria would kill me before I had the strength of a new vampire. All this for one past love?!
Hell I should've claimed celibacy.
The fire roared through my veins burning my insides like a hot flame and made me contort against the wall. And through that fire I became something new. Between the moment she bit me and the moment I turned into a vampire, the moment that was insanity; I found something stronger than myself.
Pure raw anger.
Rather than being strung up like a poor moo moo cow at the slaughter I vowed to get out and claim vengeance. Oh yes sweet vengeance, I thought to myself, I would get Victoria back. And it wouldn't cost me anything. I still had some of my wits at least.
If one bite from one vampire took three days… if a series of bites from the same vampire took three days… did the same mean if you were bitten by two vampires…? Could their poisons clash and speed up the process?
I prayed quietly in my cell for a miracle. For my one chance to come.
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And as luck would have it the princess cricket knew how Bella was feeling and made its way out of the cell, past the spider guards, and on her way out she started chirping annoyingly at Caius and Victoria.
"Caius will you kill that cricket. That reminds me, go check on our prisoner. I'm going to send prepare a speech for our next message," she grinned toothily as her fangs glowed brightly as if some beam of heaven glowed upon her. "And stop pointing that flashlight at my teeth!" Victoria walked out to the soundproof room in the back, which had been placed in the sewers because of the strange noises Aro made when he made balloon animals… She would remain busy for a while Caius surmised because she was already glancing down at her outfit in disgust before she entered the soundproof room. Victoria by now was very predictable; she was probably going to go change into a better outfit before broadcasting on the Internet.
Caius looked down at the cricket and as his fist was one inch hovering over the poor cricket and killing her he scooped her up and placed her near a crack in the cell for her to escape before he walked to Bella's cell.
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The turn of the key echoed in my lonely cell. I was just thankful that the cricket was no longer in the room chirping like hell. "Bella you escaped yet?" Caius said casually stepping into the room and leaning against the wall. He chuckled softly and then immediately looked away from me. My blood was too tempting. And his sympathy tempted him even more so to finish me off.
"Caius… she's going to kill me-" I gasped in the pain, "isn't she?"
"Yes," he said without any emotion as he looked out of the bars of the cell, though I could barely hear him through the roar of the fire within my mind. I was surprised any previous vampires could survive such pain without going a little bit insane.
"I can't do anything about it," I breathed laughing at myself despite the pain. I knew that my mind was like a maze right now; even I couldn't make sense of anything in the fiery haze. I was so scared though that I was approaching insanity. I could feel it on the edge of my mind, a freedom I never knew, something most people didn't want to approach.
"Nothing at all."
"Can you at least do me a favor before I die?" I smiled, sneered more like it with a small chuckle. Caius glanced at me his eyes wide in wonder at my laughter before he looked away again.
"What would you wish for me to do Bella?" I scraped my right arm against the wall it hung upon and immediately heard his reaction, the sound of a small gasp of joy at the smell of more blood coming from my skin despite how contaminated it was. He turned to look at me but immediately refrained and turned back away holding tight upon the bars of the jail. I could hear the bars of my cell slowly creak into submission as he bent them like soft orange jello with the sheer force of his fingers.
"I want you to-" My words came out in a gasp for air, "bite me Caius. Don't drink my blood. Just bite… where she bit me." My words stalled once more as my mouth shook trying to form a coherent sentence, trying to manage out the rest, "And seal up the wou-"
"The wounds," he finished for me. I nodded laughing dryly.
"Why?" He choked upon the word but finally pinned his full focus on me. Caius wasn't too thirsty, which was comforting and at the same time scary because I didn't know what would happen if he did drink from me. I could very well die even if he was a bit hungry.
"A fighting chance," I whispered not able to make a sentance. Caius came close to me and snapped his fangs close to my ear before he breathed quietly, "Do you think you can handle being a vampire? You don't know if it will work."
"The worst that can happen is Victoria killing me," I managed to breathe out.
"And if it does work?"
"I'll probably kill innocent people…" I chuckled a little at the irony of it, my only chance being a chance that would more likely end up killing me anyway, "you'll have to kill me anyway. At least… I'll have a chance."
"Why should I help you?"
"Be honest with yourself Caius. You don't know whether she's telling you the truth or not…" I rasped out. I didn't care if he could kill me by flicking a finger at my chin right now. I was about to die anyway. I took in a deep breath of air and managed to rush out as quick as I could while I had the strength, "I'll make you a deal. If I survive I'll ask the Aro not to kill you, tell him to touch her and tell you the truth… or Edward to read her mind and tell you the truth. I don't lie. Everyone can tell when I'm lying. Caius am I lying now?"
Caius didn't answer. He didn't have a need to, I saw the fear flicker in the back of his eyes should Victoria's plan not go so well and the Volturri catch up to him or worse the Cullens and the wolf pack.
I closed my eyes in relief and joy as Caius leaned over and press his lips to my neck. His teeth biting on the previous bite on my neck like a lover giving a hickey. He licked the first bite shut and the new poison sent another wave of spasms through me making me shake as the poisons collided in my body. His eyes looked at me asking if I could take it, I just nodded. He began working quickly, biting here and there where previous marks had been, and licking shut the marks upon my body. With each new bite a hotter wave of pain struck me.
And then the real pain began.
I wasn't in hell. I was hell.
I was the burning inferno that Dante wrote of. Every flame inside of me slowly destroying what was human in me. Killing me and heating me like a burning sun. The devil thought he was living in hell, clearly he'd never been a vampire.
And that was the moment the last shred of sanity I had broke in two and burned up in the fire inside of me.
I was lost.