Authors Note: Hey guys! Before the real fun can start I just wanted to explain Victorias past a bit, so that you can understand her better.

I hope there are enough details for you!

So now have fun reading!

Victoria's POV

I look at the pathetic human girl with the passionate hate, she deserves. Because she was the one, who killed my mate. Maybe not with her own hands, but with her scent. There is no doubt in my mind that James would be still alive, if it wasn't for this girl. We could have lived a peaceful life with nothing to worry about, but no. This stupid human has to ruin everything.

I saw it in James eyes the first time he could smell her scent. There was no way that he could have left her alone. I tried to talk him out of it, but he just ignored me. He was so stubborn sometimes. It didn't matter, how often I told him, that the Cullens wouldn't allow her death, he just kept saying that he was the better tracker. That he was more intelligent than them. That they were no threat to him, but it was not true. Somehow I knew it from the beginning, but I wanted to believe him. I wanted him to live.

I was too late to save him at that time. I was busy looking for Laurent, because I didn't want him to make the situation any worse. As I returned I had to admit to myself, that it was already too late. And I couldn't deny the truth as much as I wanted to. There was still the rest of the fire, which my mate was killed with. The last pieces of his ash, where scattered all over the place. Nothing left to hold on. Not a single hair.

And I couldn't bear it. I wouldn't bear it! That was the moment when I swore to myself that I would track this bitch down and kill her. It would be a slow death not without torture, because she deserved it. Still deserves it. More than anyone else, even more than Lilith. Isabella Swan was the one, who destroyed my whole life. Who took my soul mate from me. Took everything from me.

Even thought Lilith was a cruel person, she never managed to destroy me like this. She never managed to break me. Just this one little human managed to do it without even knowing it. Just with her scent. Lilith just killed me, that is and never was even nearly as bad as, what this human did to me. Because she took the only source of light I ever had in my dark world. She stole the man, who was there for me when nobody else was. Who even saved me from my own personal hell. From Lilith.

Lilith was the one, who turned me. I was 17 and I walked home from the birthday party of my best friend. That was one of the rare times I went outside without one of my brothers by my side and she took full advantage of it. Not that she couldn't have killed my brothers just as easily, but she wouldn't. She said it was much more fun to kill humans when they were alone, so nobody could hear their screams. She dragged me into a backstreet before I could even realize it and bit me. It hurt. It hurt like hell and it didn't stop. She took my struggling body in her hands and threw me into a dark corner, where nobody could hear or see me. She looked at me with such an amused smile on her lips, even thought I was screaming in pain beside her feet. I will never forget that absolute and complete crazy look on her face as she sucked my life out of my body and when she watched me screaming in agony. Lilith loved to see me in pure agony, it was just like her, how I would find out later. As soon as the pain stopped she was there again throwing me against the nearest wall. Telling me to get a grip on myself and that I should stop screaming. As I looked at her completely shocked from the thirst I was experiencing, she went away to get the next human and threw him into my direction. I went back, tried to resist the urge to bite him, but she forced me to.

I didn't have a way to escape. I heard the boy scream and scream and scream even louder as I bit him, but I just couldn't control myself. After some time he went silent and limp in my arms. I shook him tried to wake him, but it was too late. That was the first time, I killed someone. Not the last time, as I had to find out soon after the incident. I would kill many many people and after some time I stopped feeling regret and I hated myself for it. I still do. I will never forget the face of the suffering boy in my arms, will never forgive myself for taking his life. And there were many times I just wanted to end my life and Lilith watch me amused the whole time. Because she knew, I couldn't kill myself as much as I wanted to.

She was always near me torturing me, there was just no end to my hell. Some years after my change, she left me alone for two months and promised me she would find me even if I tried to run. So I went to Italy in hope to escape her for the rest of eternity, but what I found was amazing.

The Volturi. The kings of all vampires. I adored them to no end. I wanted to be with them for eternity and escape from that woman. I wanted to be theirs as much as I wanted them to be mine. Just that they didn't want me, at least not in the same way I needed them. They told me I was a dear friend to them and that they didn't want to hurt me, but that I wasn't the right one. It hurt so much to hear that, I barely could bear it. They were the first one, who I could trust after all. The first ones, who actually cared for me, but they didn't love me. Not as a woman, just as a friend. It made me angry to some extent, but more than anything else sad. I felt heartbroken and dead. Like nothing could make me happy again. Until I met him. My soul mate. My destiny. My love for eternity.

James

The happiness didn't last long, because Lilith was back in my life and started to torture me again. And he was suddenly gone. I felt so smashed. Like an ice cold knife pushed slowly into my heart without mercy. Without stopping. But then my light came back. James came back with Laurent and they saved me. Saved me from Lilith. And then as I finally got the peace I wanted for so long. That I needed for so long. My light my love was just taken from me again. This time for eternity.

And it was all her fault, because her scent caused it. I will never forgive her for that. Never! I won't listen even, if she begs me to stop. She has no right to life a peaceful life. No right to have the protection of the Volturi. And no right at all to the happiness I worked for so long.

She has to die and I will be the one to make sure, she stays dead. As dead as James. As dead as Lilith. As dead as my parents. And as dead as she deserves to be.