Hello everyone, thanks again for all the wonderful reviews and support :) I hope the story is still up to par for you all. Remember, less than a week left for my Esme-as-a-human-eye-color poll so go vote before it's too late! The Carlisle/Esme one-shot will follow almost immediately (so within the next seven days or so?) and speaking of one-shots lol, I just got the silliest idea in my head concerning Edward and Renesmee and it's already posted to my profile so yay! It's called 'A Lesson' and is primarily just kind of cute and funny, please go take a look at it if you have the chance and review, I would really appreciate it. Anyway, new chapter! Read, review, and enjoy!

I do not own any of Stephanie Meyer's work, solely the plot and some new characters in this story.

***************************Nessie***********************************

The dark corridors and stone walls were that of a medieval era, torches high against opposite walls every twenty feet. I could feel the cool air brushing against my hot skin, a coldness that might've been freezing to a human. Oliver walked beside me, his shoulders sagging slightly and his breath coming unevenly. I wondered just how 'decent' the doctor had left him…he still looked weak and paler than I was used to seeing him. Probably just enough to keep him alive…

Mom and daddy hadn't told me much about this place, it seemed to be a memory they preferred to keep hidden…I could see why.

Jane had slipped away through another set of doors along our way, Alec hesitating before continuing with our little group. The corridor seemed never-ending, and I considered asking how much farther it was for the mere act of doing something besides walking pointlessly after an exhausting day, when we finally reached a fork in the path.

Demetri nodded towards Alec, Jeanine and Niles as they veered off towards the right and we proceeded to the left. Oliver glanced at me, his brow still creased, but I only answered with an equal furrowing of confusion.

"It's not much farther," Felix said behind us, his breath uncomfortably close to my ear. I felt my spine prickle in uneasiness and heard Oliver's throaty growl once again.

Calm down, I ordered him with a touch of my fingers.

We finally stopped in front of a set of doors, Demetri stepping forward swiftly with a key. I was taken aback at the simplicity of the design.

Shouldn't there be prison bars or something?

Oliver shrugged slightly beside me. I hadn't realized I'd sent him the question. But then—

"Alright, in you both go," Felix shoved us inside, blocking the doorway as we stumbled in. I tripped slightly to avoid bumping into Demetri, Oliver caught me.

The room was not what we were expecting.

It was a bedroom, similar to my own with the exception of being really fancy. The plush red carpet stood out royally against the black satin covered four poster bed. There was a small set of drawers on either side, several vases adorning each wall. There was no light in the room save for more lit torches, high enough to avoid any accidents; no windows. Another door in the corner led to a small bathroom, where a set of black robes hung readily along a metal bar.

Our confused expressions brought forth a chuckle from Felix.

"What? Too fancy?" he taunted.

I turned around, adorning my expression with a glare, but I was still too unsettled with the sight before me.

It was Demetri who finally addressed it. "Really, we're not all that bad," he said, "Carlisle Cullen is a close friend of Aro's, so it's the least we can do for his," here he smirked at me, "troubled granddaughter."

"Lucky for the savage," Felix snarled at Oliver, "that he's with her, otherwise we would've killed him immediately."

Another growl…this time from myself.

Felix laughed bitterly. "Now, now, be grateful we didn't throw you two into the dungeons, and hey," he added, his wicked grin widening, "this way you two can at least have some fun before either of you die, mmm?" he motioned towards the comfortable looking bed with the black sheets. "I do say, mutt, she must be something in bed, her being half-human and all. I could imagine the excitement of having her bleed the first time. Lucky for her you're not one of us."

I understood instantly what he meant. Oliver did too. We both flushed and quickly let our hands drop from each others, Felix's sinister images making me sick to my stomach.

Demetri joined in Felix's taunting and they left chuckling, the click from the outside prohibiting any chance of escaping the room.

I stared angrily at the closed door. The nerve of those idiots! To suggest that Oliver and I—that we actually—and my bleeding being a turn on to a vamp—disgusting!

"Renesmee?"

I turned towards Oliver's soft voice, still angry but attempting to calm my expression for my friend's sake. He was sitting on the edge of the huge bed, his head leaning against one of the posts with an indescribable expression on his face. Most of the blood had been wiped away from his body, the gash across his exposed neck a mere scar now.

I went over and sat by him.

"I know," I said aloud, "I'll explain everything that's happened since you knocked out." I scrunched up my nose, glancing across the room towards the open bathroom. "Maybe you should take a shower first though," I suggested, a hint of a smile on my face, "you smell awful."

Oliver actually laughed, nothing in comparison to earlier in the cave, but a wonderful sound amidst our horrible circumstance nevertheless. "Ok," he agreed, "I don't think this loincloth is going to last any longer. How did I end up like this anyway?"

I couldn't hide the blush that exploded onto my face. Um, I put it on you? But instead I simply turned away, his scarlet face suddenly realizing without my saying what had happened. "Just get in there," I mumbled, walking over to one of the drawers and hoping there was some kind of wardrobe in them. I sighed in relief; there was. "I'll find something that fits," I called out behind me, never once glancing back.

When I heard the soft thud of the door I finally turned around, thankful Oliver was no longer within sight of my exposed embarrassment. This room, I realized, certainly did not help the blurring lines of our friendship and past relationship. I flopped onto the bed with the only piece of clothing I'd taken out that looked worthy of Oliver's immense size, a pair of girls warm-ups.

The mattress sunk deliciously under my weight and for the first time since the dreaded incidents of earlier, I yawned, my eyelids a colossal burden to keep up. Without thinking I pulled myself further up the bed, my hands instinctively grabbing hold of the first pillow within reach. I'd never felt more exhausted in my entire life, and before I could decide whether or not it was a good idea, my eyes closed and I drifted into a deep sleep.

**************************Mystery Guy*******************************

"Ah, Jane dear, so you have returned," I stated. "Aro is not completely aware of the situation, as you know. He is still quite upset over your hasty retreat."

She bowed before me, her glinting eyes adorning her angel face. "Do not worry, master, Alec and I convinced him to bring the girls parents. Once he realizes the full extent, and masterpiece of the crime, he will welcome us back with open arms."

I half-smiled. "Clever girl. And I take it you are finally going to fill me in on everything?"

Her smile remained. "All in due time, sir. I'm sure, however, once you see the pair you will understand it all better than anyone else."

I turned away from her. "Jane, dear, your way frustrates me. If I hadn't known you had something up your sleeve I might've gone in the same rage as Aro."

I heard a small shuffle of her feet. "I apologize master, but it was only for the safety of our coven, of the law, that Aro remain ignorant, as well as yourself. I only told you what you already knew anyway."

I smirked. "Well, do make sure our 'guests' are comfortable for the time being. I can see there is much more to what it is come and I wouldn't want Renesmee Cullen killed before everything plays out."

She smiled once more before exiting the room. "Of course, master."

***********************Jeanine*****************************************

"Wait a minute, what do you mean you don't know?" I demanded, aware but for once not caring what he could do to me. Alec looked at me with an amused expression.

"I mean exactly that," he replied, "Aro doesn't know everything yet. However, he is still bound by the law to punish as deemed worthy. It is our assumption, with the girls parents on their way, that some kind of," he paused, searching for the right word…trade? I though bitterly... "Negotiation can be reached, which is entirely lawful as well—"

"But what about the boy?" I cut in. He wasn't answering anything I'd asked him, simply giving the vague version of things.

"Jeanine," he said, this time with a tad of annoyance, "that is not up for me or Jane to decide, you know that very well. There were no promises about his well-being, and—"

I growled and took a menacing step forward. "You told me it was the Cullens you were after! The imprint was only to be here as long as necessary, for the sake of the hybrid girl, and Niles has just informed me of the minimal work he actually did on him! You're going to kill him, aren't you? Just like—"

And suddenly I was writhing in pain, the agony I'd only experienced on several occasions, the initial threat that created the monster I now was.

"I can't believe that even after all we've been through together," Jane said, an air of innocence in her small voice, "you still care what happens to that disgusting excuse of a species! And he's nothing to you, at that!"

I'd dropped onto the floor, frozen with fear of being attacked again. I hadn't even sensed Jane coming up behind me.

"You're weak, just like I suspected all along," she continued, "I suppose it's good we made use of you for as long we did, though. At least you weren't a total waste."

Alec looked at me through narrowed eyes, never once turning away as he spoke to his sister. "Should we lock her up or something?"

Jane smirked. "No, I don't think it will be necessary. Jeanine," she focused intently on me, "don't even think about doing anything stupid. You are what you are, nothing can change that, and no heroic little stunt you pull is going to change the past either. You are as much as fault as I am for—"

"Stop!" I pleaded. The guilt of those memories, those losses…I couldn't bear to hear them spoken aloud.

She knelt down and lifted my chin so that I was looking directly into her soulless red eyes. "That's what I thought. You wouldn't want another person's blood on your conscience, so be a good girl, eh?"

I forced down the growl in my throat, utter loathing and disgust for the girl before me. The evil creature that had ruined my life…Alec was simply another pawn in her evil ways, and so I only hated him marginally less, but her…

In a flash they were both on their merry way elsewhere, leaving me humiliated and miserable on the floor. I picked myself up slowly, making my way back to my own quarters.

You're a monster, Jeanine, nothing is going to change that…memories, vague but so very painful flashed through my mind…innocent people so swiftly killed…tearing into soft flesh, poisoning my—

I slammed the door and settled into the one chair I owned, grabbing my only relic from then hastily, the feeling of polished wood rubbing soothingly against my stone fingers. My head sank as I brought my knees up to my chest.

A better life…

No other choice…

For the third time in my short life as a vampire, I wished I could cry.

Ok so at least one thing is clear from here: mystery guy is NOT Aro! However, (and maybe some of you caught onto the very subtle hint who he is) I'm afraid to admit that it's not going to be someone completely surprising—I'm starting to question why I put him as 'Mystery Guy' to begin with, but…oh well, lol, what's done is done. Anyway, the bigger mystery is definitely Jeanine! Many of you have been asking about her, and I apologize for all the confusion—especially now that you've read this chapter—but it will all be clear soon (maybe next chapter?), the only thing I will, regretfully, admit, is that her story is a tragic one :( Ok well, pushing onto something brighter, several things I need from all of you: go vote on my profile page on the Esme poll, read and review my Edward/Nessie oneshot, and of course review here lol. Please and thank you to all, love you!