This came out a lot quicker than usual. I think it's because I was so excited to write a sort-of-kind-of strip tease. Anyway, once again, thanks for the reviews, story subscriptions, and favourites on my story. I really appreciate it! This is Edward's PoV, P.S.
"Fuck," I mumbled as I tried to open my eyes.
The room was a little foggy due to the lack of oxygen. Oh, that bitch Bella Swan was lucky she got me unconscious before I figured things out.
I laid on the hard ground for a few more moments. Things started to come into focus and I realized I was in a room full of empty boxes. I sat up and found that my hands and feet were chained up.
I heard clapping coming from my right. I rolled over to the wall and nudged the boxes out of the way, finding a slot that was cut out of the wall.
I peered through and found myself looking out into a theatre of sorts. I recognized Aro in the front row and a few co-workers surrounding him. They all looked delighted for some reason.
Music started playing and someone stepped out onto the stage. I knew it was Bella Swan just from the shape of her body. Her wardrobe was entirely different from when I had seen her last. She was now clad in a deep blue corset that accentuated her creamy skin and bust. Her bottoms looked like boy shorts from the front, but pulled into a black thong at the back. Her legs were covered with fishnet tights and she was balancing on four inch heels.
Speaking from a man's point of view, she looked stunning, good enough to take home after the night was over. Speaking from my own perspective, she looked like a weak woman trying to play the strong spy assassin. There was no way in hell she could take out Aro and his guard by herself.
The music started pumping faster and she moved forwards, swaying her hips more than I had seen before. I finally saw her face, finding her confidence overwhelming. If I didn't already know who she was, I'd assume that she really was a stripper.
She had a top hat on her wavy brown hair and her make-up was very dark. Her eyes were covered in black and her lips were painted a deep red. A boa was wrapped around her shoulders and arms.
Her pouty red lips were pulled into that tantalizing smirk that no man had the will power to resist.
She moved towards the ballet bar near the front of the stage and swung her left leg over top it before dipping down to peer at her audience upside down. Then she extended her left leg, showing off her flexibility and crouched beneath the ballet bar. She swayed her hips slightly, still smirking cockily.
She fell into the splits and ran her hands slowly down her chest and stomach, making the men in the audience shift in their seats, moving towards her.
She grabbed the ballet bar and pulled herself forward and rolled back up onto her feet. She pulled her boa off her shoulders and snapped it quickly, smiling seductively at Aro, who was grinning like a child at Christmas.
She slowly slid down into a crouch, her knees together, holding onto the ballet bar while facing her audience. She snapped her legs open and shut so quickly I wasn't sure if she even did it.
She stood up, finally turning around to expose her perfect ass to everyone else while she walked to the back of the stage, swaying her hips as if she were a real dancer, not a stripper.
She turned to face her audience again and the spotlight flipped on her while she walked back towards the front of the stage where there was a stripper's pole.
She slid down the pole, extending her arm to hold onto the pole above her head. She stood up and commanded each set of eyes to look at her simply by smirking. She had them all under her spell. Maybe that's how she had gotten so far into her killing spree. She seduced everyone.
She hopped up onto the pole, wrapping her legs around it delicately while she spun around it. She stopped when she had turned enough to face the men and gave them the sexiest smile I'd ever witnessed. I'm surprised the guys didn't leap at her from their seats.
She untangled herself from the pole, snapping her boa at Aro again, giving him a wink. She stood in the middle of the stage and swayed to the ground, moving her arms sensually above her head.
She fell onto her knees and crawled to the front of the stage. When she got there she sat back on her knees and ran her fingers through her hair, arching her back slightly as she swayed there.
She sat down on her butt and let her legs dangle over the edge of the stage, crossing her left over her right. She slowly moved her left leg up towards one of the FBI agents, closing his open mouth with the toe of her high heel.
She hopped down onto the floor, and swayed down to the ground. I could only see her hands as she worked her magic on my co-workers. I saw her ankle and foot pop up, and the guys were open-mouthed again. I rolled my eyes, but I knew I'd be doing the same thing if I was in their place.
Bella's head popped back up, but she was facing me this time. She slowly crawled back on the stage, really giving the guys a show. One of them reached out to tap her on the ass, but his hand got slapped away by Aro.
"Shit," I muttered. I recognized that look in Aro's eyes. He wanted Bella and he wanted her bad. He was done for.
She was still facing me as she rolled up slowly. Then she walked to the back of the stage slowly, swaying her tiny hips to the beat again.
The spotlight flipped on her again as she had her back to the audience. She raised her left arm above her head before running it down through her hair onto the side, all the way down to her thigh.
She turned around and started stomping her way to the ballet bar again. She grabbed it with her left hand and slipped underneath, opening her legs widely. She threw her boa out into her audience and went into the splits again.
She spun around so that her back was facing the guys again and used the ballet bar to roll up slowly. She raised both of her arms in a v above her head and popped her hops. She brought her left hand down to her cleavage and pulled out the handgun she had while we were on the snowmobile.
I quickly counted the men. There was Aro and five other men. There's no way she could handle a six on one. Could she?
She turned around, holding her gun behind her back. She swayed into an open-legged crouch, which dazed all of the men.
She whipped out the gun without anyone comprehending what she was about to do. She took out two of them before anyone even noticed that Bella was holding a gun.
The other three FBI agents quickly pulled out their guns and started shooting aimlessly. I should have taken cover, but I couldn't pull my eyes from a fight like this.
Bella quickly shot another man in the chest, causing him to fall down. I guess I underestimated her...
Shots were flying through the air, and Aro was still staring at Bella, desire still clear in his eyes. I sighed. He never gave up on things he wanted, even if they murdered him.
Another guy was shot in the eye, which looked incredibly painful. The man just stood there, holding his eyes, while blood poured out. He finally fell when Bella shot him again in the chest.
Now it was only two on one, and that worried me. Aro wouldn't do fuck all until he was the last one standing, and if things got that bad, he'd be killed, too. The old man couldn't fight, not even to save his life.
Bella tried to shoot the last FBI agent, but all her gun did was click. She was out of bullets. I let out a sigh of relief.
I heard Bella mutter "shit". She was staring at her gun like she expected it to load itself. A shot barely missed her and she snapped back to reality.
She pulled a knife out of her cleavage. How the hell could she have a gun and a knife in her cleavage? Who did she think she was? Super agent?
She sprinted to the end of the stage and jumped at the agent. He flinched away rather than firing at her. Fuck, why could a smart guy be in his position? She dug her heels into his hips and stabbed him in the back before pulling the knife out and stabbing him under the rib cage. Blood poured out onto her legs and hands and dripped onto the floor. She ripped the knife out and then got off the guy, letting him fall to the ground.
The room was silent except for Bella's panting and the sound of blood dripping from her body and knife. Aro was looking at her curiously, desire still clear in his face.
Bella walked slowly towards Aro, her hand still fisted around the blood-drenched knife.
"Aro Basso," she murmured, still sounding a bit seductive. "I hope you didn't mind me getting rid of your guards. I needed to talk to you alone."
Aro gulped, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "What would you like to talk about, my dear?"
"Project R," Bella automatically answered, her voice cool.
Aro's face didn't change, which surprised me. He wasn't fazed by this? Did he already know who Bella was?
"Ah, yes," Aro replied. "I knew I recognized you when you walked on my stage. It's hard to forget my favourite agent, even if you did leave us after only five weeks."
"What did you do to me?" Bella demanded, her fist clenching tighter around the knife.
"I trained you, commanded you," Aro answered, still scarily calm. "I was in charge of your training, Redbird." Who the hell was Redbird? "Mister McCarthy assigned me to you specifically because we were both the best."
"Anything else?" Bella whispered, her face and voice still flat and emotionless.
"I decided what happened to your body," Aro answered bluntly. "I decided which features to enhance and which features to tone down. I was the assistant director, under Mister McCarthy, when the Project was still starting out. Now I only check in every once in a while."
Bella shook her head and smiled. "Did you think that would save you? I'm still going to kill you, Aro."
Aro's face remained the same. He was still amused. "I know." He sighed. "My life was good. Can I tell you something, though?"
Bella gave him a curt nod.
"You'll never find your happiness like this, Redbird," he continued solemnly. "I hate to say this, but violence doesn't solve anything."
"Well, lucky for me I'm not looking for happiness," she replied coolly.
I looked away as she brought the knife to Aro's neck. His body hit the ground and I heard the knife plunge into his body again, putting him out of his misery.
I crawled back to the middle of the room, millions of thoughts and questions running through my mind.
I heard Bella's heels clicking against the ground and blood still dripping from her body, and then a door slam. We'd be leaving soon, thank God.
I laid on the ground for another good twenty minutes before the door opened. Bella was back in her snowsuit, looking like nothing had happened, which made me hate her even more.
"Ready?" she asked enthusiastically.
I glared at her, praying that she would drop dead on the spot.
She picked me up and threw me over her shoulder.
"Back to America," she murmured, carrying me out into the falling snow.
Wooo. Hot, kind of. Action-packed, kind of. It was a well-rounded chapter for me. A little bit of both.
About the chapter: In case you forgot, Edward considered Aro an uncle, so that's why he looked away when Bella killed him.
Bella was nonchalant while she was talking to Aro because she was upset. She was either going to burst into tearless sobs because she finally has clarification that people altered her body and mind, or she was going to go into a fit of rage and blow up the mountain side. So, she calmed herself down, in a way.
And, also, Bella doesn't know that Edward was watching, which is why this was kind of interesting to write through Edward's PoV.
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