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Into the Dark

Bella's worries about not having a power are laid to rest. Unfortunately, her power is turning her into a monster she never thought she would become. UPDATED CHAPTER 5- "DARK HOUR" IS NOW UP!!!!!! R&RDisclaimer I own a horse, a car, and a laptop. That's it.


7. Chapter 6- Light at the End of the Tunnel

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Apparently there was no rush, because we made our way through the streets at a human speed. Our normal order formed and we strolled together, Jane to my left with Felix on my right as well as Demetri beside him. I looked to the sky instinctively and took comfort in the thick gray clouds that loomed overhead. There was no chance that the sun would peak out and betray us. I found it ironic that as I looked around the square, the very square that had almost been Edward's demise, I was part of the very coven I had feared would take Edward's life. Figures. I scoffed to myself in an attempt to shake off the memories flooding my brain. It's funny how one's mind can betray itself. I couldn't remember simple things such as what food tasted like, yet I could clearly recount every single one of the emotions coursing through my body on the plane ride to Volterra. The crippling fear and gut wrenching anxiety had nearly made me sick and I could still feel every bit of it. As we stepped out of the shadows and into crowds, I relived it all. I walked with my coven but I did not see. Instead, my eyes watched Edward's form as I ran to him, screaming at the top of my lungs with everything I had in me so that Edward would stop what he was doing. He got bigger and bigger as I got closer and closer.

Seeing that pain in his eyes again caused my step to falter and I was snapped out of my trance. I heard Felix chuckle at my stumble but I chose to ignore it, to ignore him rather. I still couldn't tolerate his attention. I looked down to my left to see Jane still reading. Her hair was curled today and it bounced lightly as her shoulders shook with laughter. Her nose was still buried in her book, Interview with the Vampire. I studied her for a moment before her laughter turned violent and she nearly fell to the ground from her heaves.

"Oh..oh my God! Can you believe this crap? I mean, seriously. The public, so horribly ignorant, must suffer and believe this trash? Listen to this, Felix, listen... 'The vampire was utterly white and smooth, as if he were sculpted from bleached bone, and his face was as seemingly inanimate as a statue, except for two brilliant green eyes that looked down at the boy intently like flames in a skull.' A vampire with green eyes!? What is this woman thinking? This..this..oh, what is her name?"

She looked at the binding of the tattered book and scoffed loudly.

"Anne Rice. Green eyes. A vampire with green eyes! This is what these humans are forced to read. Oh, wait..it gets better."

Her brilliant burgundy eyes scanned the pages for more of the entertaining theories the author had about vampires. My attention averted to my right where Felix was keeping stride. His gaze never shifted from our destination though the corners of his thin lips did tip up as Jane recited the quote in a mocking tone. Demetri shook his head almost imperceptibly, but he too kept his eyes set on our target and picked up his pace. With a sigh, I looked there as well and matched my stride to Demetri's so that we covered more ground in less time. My thoughts strayed from my mission yet again and Edward's pained expression flashed across my mind for a moment. Thankfully, no sooner had I thought of Edward before Jane spoke again. The relief that flooded through me was almost over whelming, though I deserved to feel pain.

"Here. 'Now, I'm getting into the coffin, and you will get in on top of me if you know what's good for you.' A coffin! Really? This woman thinks that I would get in a coffin! By choice! Absolutely ridiculous."

Felix snapped his head to the left and stared down at Jane, his face showing complete horror, his burgundy eyes wide as his eyebrows practically shot up past his hair line.

"Wait just a minute. They're gay?"

"Well, yes Felix. Have you not read this story before? Seen the movie?"

"No. I avoid these vampire stories at all costs. And now I know why!"

Jane smiled a wicked little grin and closed her book before crossing her arms over her chest.

"Why, Felix. Are you offended by homosexuality?"

He rolled his burgundy eyes before flashing me a sickening grin.

"No, I am not. I just could not imagine being attracted to someone who was not as perfect as my Bella."

I grimaced. The only one who I would ever have a heart for was Edward, and he was gone. He had come to kill me months before and I was no longer wanted by him. I had to accept it, move on. Would I need to find another? My thoughts began to race as I thought of the possibilities. What if one day I cannot help but succumb to my grief and go find my Edward. I so desperately wanted to find him and hold him close to me. But I couldn't. It was too dangerous. He could not hurt me even if he tried. But the extent of the damage I could possibly inflict on him was horribly drastic. Perhaps I would need to find another, attempt to fill the void in my chest that Edward had once occupied. Never could I replace him or be completely satisfied. Yet, part of me hoped that I would be able to find someone that could at least partially entertain my loving side so that I may not be tempted to find Edward. I could only hope that it was possibly so that my love could exist with his family in peace.

"Oh shut up! The two of you are such children."

Demetri shook his head and took the lead as we reached the edge of a heavily wooded stretch of land, opening up his stride into a full run. We all followed suit, me directly behind him with Felix and Jane close at my heels. We sped through the forest, dodging trees and leaping over streams. As we ran, I began to prepare myself and started channeling my emotions. I sorted through them, theoretically discarding them as if they could simply be thrown away. I picked through each one and assessed how I was feeling. Nervousness was the most dominant of them all and it took a lot of effort for me to push that one aside. Though, after I did it, the anger I would need seemed more within reach. I was not very mad so I had to draw it out of myself, pick it up and pull it to the surface so that I would have an easier time of snapping into it once I was within reach of my target.

The only dwelling anger I had left in me was directed at myself. The self hatred I had and resentment towards the maturing period of my power was what I used to become the 'killing machine' Aro so loved. He had told me the other day that my maturing period was nearing its end, that I would be completely mature in two weeks. It scared me to think that what I possessed was not yet at its fullest potential. I still had more to grow. Once I had that taken care of, I let my instincts take over and I started to size up our competition.

With the wind came many different scents but I was rather good at sorting through them quickly. I ignored the animal and human scents and focused in on the scent of the vampire. I quickly identified five different beings. Jane, Demetri, Felix, and myself were all the first to come to me. Then the wind changed and the fifth was stronger than our own. It smacked me in the face and forced me to stop in my tracks. I shut my eyes, squeezing them tightly as I picked out the different qualities to this vampire's odor.


Demetri stopped beside me as Jane and Felix went wide and scoped out the area surrounding us. I shook my head to silence him and squeezed my eyes shut even tighter. I felt him take a step closer and heard the rustling of his cloak as he waited impatiently.

"What is it, Isabella?"

I sighed and shook my head as if to rid my nose of the scent.

"It is a male. Large, though not as large as Felix. He is about one hundred yards East. He drinks human blood. That is all I can get. I'm sorry."

"No, that will do, Isabella."

As I finished speaking, I felt my temperament begin to shift and I locked on to the scent. I hadn't planned on changing so soon but my alter ego had other plans. Demetri sensed my personality shift and went wide with Jane. Every single one of my muscles became taught as iron and went rigid. My head shook furiously from side to side while I exhaled roughly through my nose. And I was no longer Bella. Rage pumped through my veins at an alarming rate and I was livid. At nothing, of course, but I could only think of destroying this male that I was sent to kill. I did not want to simply kill him. I felt the urge to tear muscle away from bone and dismember him slowly as if to draw out the pain. After my fights, I was always disgusted with myself for the desire I had to so brutally kill and destroy my opponents. However, the need to act this way was unfortunately much stronger than the self loathing that would come later. Now I understood why Edward had hated himself so.

As if set on a timer, I pivoted on my left foot and darted East, following the trail with my nose in the air. Jane had referred to it as my "blood hound" look, but it was effective. I came to a halt after only a second and stared straight ahead. There, in plain sight, stood the male. He was indeed as large as I thought he was. 6'4 and only slightly more narrow than Emmett. He had dark hair that was cropped short and sort of disheveled, purposefully. And I wanted to kill him. The second he set his eyes on me he stiffened, and I watched as his body trembled for a moment. I crouched low in my normal stance and watched as he did the same. So he was going to try and fight back? Fool. And just like every time, I cried out to my opponent. I took a deep breath, though mine was unnecessary. I exhaled. My roar ripped through my chest, tore out my throat, and shredded through my lips. I felt the ground tremble beneath me as I put everything I had into my announcement. He wanted to play? Let's play.

My opponent paced forward and then stopped, putting only twenty feet between us, before he crouched just as I had. His broad chest heaved suddenly as he took in a deep breath. He expelled the air, but with the breath came a deep, bellowing roar. It was angry, serious, and threatening. To anyone else, including a few of my family members, this would have been the perfect time to back out. His battle cry hit me like a brick wall. I had never been challenged back before by another vampire. Why did he respond with an act identical to mine? Others knew that I was no normal vampire and they fled. This one was different. He was engaging me, egging me on. As if agreeing silently, we both sprang up and collided in a fury of snarls and teeth. I saw nothing as we fought for dominance. First I had him pinned beneath me but no sooner had I done so when he leaped up and landed with me flat on my back beneath his weight. I pushed and pulled with all of my strength but it seemed to get me nowhere. I was beyond frustrated and tried to drag out more of my anger to propel myself forward.

We danced like this for minutes before finally by some unexplainable force, we stopped. It was as if somebody had flipped a switch and we were turned off. We stood before eachother, neither of us looking the least bit disheveled. My chest heaved slightly from exsasperation not exhaustion and I stared at him. We watched each other with sheer fascination, circling each other while scanning from head to toe. Who was this vampire and why couldn't I kill him? How did my anger switch off so easily? Why wasn't I angry at him? Why was he stronger than my killing machine? Who is he? I could not wrap my mind around it and I needed to stop. I shook my head and stepped out of our little circle, looking to Jane and Demetri as they too seemed as confused as I was. Why did Aro say that I was the only one who should fight him? Aro knew that this man would be able to stop me?

"What is this?"

I pointed behind me at the male standing there, even more awkwardly confused than my coven and me. Neither Demetri nor Jane had an answer for me. Instead, Jane grabbed my arm and pulled me forward so that I stood between her and Demetri. Felix came to stand beside Jane. He had the nerve to speak. Good thing because we were all rendered speechless by this anomally. There was supposed to be nothing that could stop me once I set my mind to kill it. This male proved that theory wrong.

"What are you?"

We stared intently at the vampire with bright red eyes and waited.

"Well, I should ask you the same thing! And the question is 'Who AM I', not 'What' am I. Rude. My name is Sean."

He practically shouted at us despite the fact that we could hear a heartbeat just as clearly as one could with a stethoscope. He had a thick Irish accent and a grovely voice that sounded as if he smoked three packs of cigarettes a day, if he could smoke.

"I was just hunting, minding my own business. And what do I find, a damn coven coming to kill me. If you don't want me around here, all you had to do was say so. Christ."

I was furious again, though not so much that it took over.

"Why couldn't I kill you?"

"Well I fought back, Girly. It's not like I was just going to let you. WHO are you?"

"But how? You can't. You're not supposed to be able to. I should have killed you!"

"Listen, Girly, I don't know how you normally fight but where I come from, a fight isn't a fight unless both parties are a little ticked off. Now, you got me pretty ticked off, so I fought back. I have to say, I have never lost before. And I'm not saying I lost now, but I never lose."

He'd be a good one for Emmett. The thickness of his Irish accent made his speech barely understandable but I picked up almost every word. He dusted off his jacket and shook his head before running his fingers through his dark hair, looking rather annoyed. Shouldn't he be afriad of us? Who was this? Jane composed herself and took command of the situation.

"You. You're coming with us."

"Uh huh, sure I am. And where would this be?"

"Aro, Caius, and Marcus need to see you."

He froze for a moment, as if taking all of us in and then stepped backward with a shocked expression. Yeah, now he got it.

"You're the Volturi. And you're the new one."

He pointed at me and shook his head.

"I knew it was true. You're the one they say can't be stopped. Districtus Affectus Imperium."

He stepped forward then, coming at us. Without even thinking, we all took a step back. Whatever this thing was, he was able to stop me and we didn't like it. 'The one they say can't be stopped.' Exactly. Why could he stop me? What was wrong with him? Demetri and Felix stepped forward and grabbed an arm each. Aro would know what to do with him.