This is the next chapter to Bella's Emo Singing. I've thought about Bella having special powers and I decided that would be awesome.

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BPOV (Bella)

I woke up slowly, eyes blinking open a few times until my sight focused. I stood and went to take a step, but couldn't because my wrists and ankles were chained to the metal floor. I growled loudly trying to break free. Apparently, who ever kidnapped me, knew what I could do.

Looking around, I noticed that I was in a cage.

"Ah, really? Hasn't anyone heard of hospitality?" I groaned, trying to break free of the chains with the strength I have. Nothing worked. I started to sob out loudly, falling to my knees.

"Edward... Please help me... Please, come for me!" I sobbed out.

EPOV (Edward)

Eight rolled around slowly for me. I was crying into Bella's pillow, her scent lingering there. I still couldn't believe that someone took my reason for living away from me... And I wasn't here to stop it. I heard my phone ring from the living area of the hotel room and was instantly there to answer it.

"Hello?" I said into the phone. My breathing cracked from crying so much and I heard a hissing laugh.

"This is Edward?" a man asked, and I couldn't place the voice. It was dark, hissing almost, like a snake.

"This is him," I said, straightening up. Please let Bella be safe...

"Hpmh, you'll be glad to know your precious Isabella is alright... For the time being," the man said, I could clearly hear the smirk in his voice. I growled.

Then I heard a scream of pain, one that sounded remarkably close to Bella's.

"What are you doing to her you sick bastard?" I yelled.

"Now, now, everything will be explained in due time. But for now, listen to what your commands. You are to come to downtown L.A. and look for the abandoned warehouse 94 at six P.M. Don't be late," he hissed and with that, the man hung up. The phone slipped through my fingers and onto the floor, me following it. I fell to my knees and started to cry again.

I somehow stumbled back to Bella's room and grabbed her jacker, something that had her scent on it. I buried my face into it and cried the whole day away. It was five thirty when I got dressed in a black zip up hoodie jacket, a black and white t shirt, and blue jeans. I pulled on black vanz and then a black baseball cap. It was five fourty-five when I started driving downtown. I found the place quite easily, parking Bella's car outside warehouse number 94.

I sighed glared at the building that held my Bella. I got out and walked right into the building. I saw a spot light trained on the middle of the room and hurried towards it. I saw a figure in a black cloak, the man's head down. He was seated on a velvet red recliner chair, looking comfortable.

I stepped in front of the man and growled out.

"Where. Is. Bella?" The man didn't say a word, just lifted his hand and motioned for something behind him to come forward. I heard a scream of pain, Bella's scream of pain. "What are you doing to her?" I yelled. Suddenly I was being pinned down to the ground with someone ontop of me.

Before I could say anything, a large rectangular shaped cage that was covered up was rolled into the light. I looked up in time to see the cover fall away and I couldn't contain my gasp of horror.

Bella was standing there, her wrists and ankles shakled and had chains connected to the cage floor. Her clothes were bloodstained but there were no marks to what I could see. A woman with dark hair and redish brown eyes came out from behind the cage and stood next to the man.

"E-Ed... Edward," I heard a soft voice murmur. I looked back up at Bella to see her collapse to her knees, crawling forward, but stopped because of the chains. Suddenly the weight ontop of me disappeared and I crawled closer to Bella. I reached through the bars and touched her soft skin.

"Bella, oh God Bella," I whimpered, leaning my forehead against the cold metal bars that seperated us. Bella placed her small hand on mine, holding it there.

"You came, you came for me," Bella said, starting to sob.

"Of course I did," I murmured. I was about to say something else, but I heard the hissing laugh that came from the phone call from behind me and I turned to see a pale man with his long black hair tied slightly back, his beady eyes staring down at us.

"Aro Volturi," Bella murmured in fear, her eyes wide.

"Hello my sweet, long time, no see" the man, Aro, said.

"And I wish it could've been longer, Aro," Bella said with a hard edge in her voice. I looked down at her hands and noticed that her nails were glowing, well not her nails, but her whole hand. I then looked up at Bella's eyes and noticed that the colors were blending together, glowing.

"Now now, Isabella, no need to lose your control," Aro said with a smirk. Bella's hair started swirling around her, like fire. I could tell she was getting mad, but what I wanted to know, is what the hell is going on!

"Oh, I'm going to lose my control if you don't let me the fuck go, you sick bastard! You know its wrong to do this to someone like me! To a Bacesasedocamo (Okay, that's a fake language, and its a fake name. Pronounced: Ba-sea-sa-sae-doe-caa-moe)!" Bella screeched, seeming to finally let her control go. Suddenly there was a blast of air and everyone but me and Bella was knocked down to the ground. Then there was the sound of breaking metal and I noticed that Bella was no longer shackled. She was rubbing her wrists, getting the circulation going through her hands again. I stood up and saw Bella slip easily through the bars with ease.

"See you later, nato (means bastard pronounced: Na-two). Next time, use a better confinment," Bella growled out, nearly hissing. She grabbed my hand and I smiled. Even though the weirdness that happened just a moment ago, I still want to be here, holding onto my heart, who is also known as Bella. We walked out of there, not worrying about anyone following. Bella was quiet as we walked towards the car. I grabbed her shoulders and turned her to face me.

"Bella..." I murmured. Then I pulled her into my arms, wrapping them around her small frame tightly, sobbing into her shoulder. I could feel her smile against my chest, wrapping her arms soothingly and calming around me, whispering quietly in my ear.

Her warmth seeped through me, finally back in my arms.

Here is the next chapter. Everything will be explained a bit more. By the way, Bella didn't know what she was or why she had her powers when she was little and she had a wild imagination when she was a kid so she made up the language that Bacesasedocamo comes from.

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