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Edward

"Alice?" I whispered so the Volturi would be less likely to hear. "Alice, is that you?"

"Edward, dear, you can read minds – you know it's me!"

"Wh-what are you doing here?"

She jumped into my arms with a squeal.

"None of your business!"

Though I was not happy with this response, I squeezed her, tightly, against my chest. After a few moments, she detached herself from me and walked into my room. I followed her, reluctantly.

The room had silver-grey brick walls and a sandy stone floor. Cowered in the far corner was a small, wooden bed which still stood untouched- despite me being resident to this room for almost a week. My only source of light was a cobweb-covered window high up at the top of the back wall.

"This is more like a prison cell than a bedroom!" Alice's little pixie voice sent a musical echo around the melancholy room.

"I agree… How is she?"

"Bella's fine, Ed. She just can't wait to get you out of here."

"That's good then…Wait! What do you mean get me out of here? Alice, what's going on?"

My sister just tapped her pale nose in a 'just-you-wait' fashion, before she took out her cell and began to type rapidly.

Suspiciously, I watched her; wishing she would tell me about her and Bella's plan. The last thing I wanted was for Bella to get hurt, but how could I protect her when they won't even tell me what they're up to?

When Felix came to tell us Aro had requested our company at a dinner, we left silently. Not a word was said by me or Alice for the whole durance of the meal, which all the Volturi members – guards and wives etc. – had been invited to attend. Our silence had not gone unnoticed.

"Will we not be audience to your voices this evening, Alice and Edward?" Marcus asked finally.

"Sorry." We replied in unison, before swapping a cheeky smirk.

The hours that past were full of boring talk about rules and the occurrences in the vampire world. After Jane had brought some champagne out, I saw Alice slip her hand into her jacket pocket. She pulled out her phone, so no-one else could see and pressed send.

Ten minutes after the sending of the mysterious text, there was a knock on the big, wooden door of the hall. Alec, gracefully, strode over to the entrance and opened the door.

"Bella, my dear. How great to see you!" Aro exclaimed.

"Let Edward go, Aro. This is the last time I will ask." She spoke with such sternness, despite her shaking limbs.

"No. He's mine now."

Bella shot my little sister a look that I did not understand. Alice rose from her seat and dragged me from mine. Every single Volturi member raced to form a barricade between us and Bella. Then the smell hit me. I saw from the other vampires that it had reached them too.

The red-crimson blood dripped from her arm. My head began spin and bang as I looked at the gloopy liquid. Someone tugged at my hand, but my eyes were set on the sight of the blood trickling from Bella…my Bella. I snapped out of my trance.

"Bella! No!" I screamed.