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Dream's Shadow

Summary:
This is my take on the over- and usually poorly- done plot. Edward leaves Bella again. She is changed and they meet again in the future. There will be a big twist! Requested by Iris. Banner by Iris!

Notes:
Try it! I know stories like this usually stink, but I thought I'd give it a try. I own nothing. Stephenie Meyer owns all.

80. Chapter 80

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"Shouldn’t it be obvious?”

We shake our heads, and he sighs in disappointment.

“No, I see it isn’t. Ah. Well. I would like you to do me… a favor. A mission, if you would, Isabella. You’re our best trained guard, you know, but until now, we’ve not had a real use for you.”

I sigh. Yes, this much is true, but I am no longer at all eager to use my newfound skills. It’s not like I’m alone and bored out of my mind in Volterra with no one to help or even distract me. I’m back with the love of my life, and danger is no longer desirable. I have to keep myself safe for him. Thrill-seeking is out of the question- but I may not have a choice.

“Aro, forgive my curtness, but what is it you want us to do?” Edward says.

“As I should have hoped you’d have surmised by now, I want you to deal with a very dangerous enemy.”

“Whom?”

“The werewolves of La Push.”

Edward nods. “All right.”

“What?” I exclaim. “Absolutely not! Edward, what are you…”

He places a gentle, almost a comforting, hand on my shoulder, and whispers, “Alice. My love, think about Alice, Jasper… and me.”

“You’re willing to… my friends, Edward. They’re my friends. They are, in fact, the only reason we’re alive today. Are you forgetting that?”

His eyes blaze. “I’m willing to, if it will mean we are safe and together. I don’t care about anyone or anything beyond that.”

Aro runs a fragile hand through his dark hair. “An answer, if you would?”

“I agree to this condition,” Edward says formally.

I glare at him. “I don’t.” It’s obvious to me that Aro is simply playing the villain again, but nonetheless I ask, “Why do you need the wolves gone?”

“Caius believes they may pose a threat. He wants them gone.”

I’d almost forgotten there were any other Volturi. Aro is by far the most vocal of them, and I’m nearly certain he’s the evilest. “Can I get some specifics? What’s the job?”

“You and Edward, along with Alice, Jasper, and any of your coven you feel may be useful, will be transported to La Push. We’ll provide three weeks to do the job. If there are any werewolves in La Push when we come to check in, we will destroy them, and you as well. Understood?”

“Better than understood,” Edward says, “Agreed.”

I give my love the nastiest scowl I can summon up. It isn’t easy to be mad at him, but I manage, given the circumstances. “No. I mean, I understand, but I don’t agree.”

“It’s a… how would one say this? In my old age, I’m losing touch with the languages—ah. It’s an all or nothing deal, my friends.”

Edward touches my shoulder and looks into my eyes. I feel my resolve, my better judgment, splinter into nothing as his golden eyes burn with a bright fire so beautiful it is almost painful to look at. “Trust me,” he whispers. “Please.”

I do the one thing most against my nature. I would not have thought even I could be so selfish, but I sigh and say, “All right, Aro. I’m in.”