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Leaving behind everything that matters to her, she heads off to her own personnal hell to protect the ones she loves... After being blackmailed by the Volturi to join them, Bella and her coven go to Italy, breaking many people's hearts. While the others mourn, they fight to escape their jail. And when the do, what will they find in the world they left behind? Banner by Iris!

Third installment of the Untruthful Series. I suggest you read the others first. All charecters except Becka, Aaron, Alex, KJ and Jasmine belong to Stephenie Meyers.

17. Chapter 17

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Chapter 17

Becka didn’t even bother with a warning. She just reached out and grabbed all of us, and we were standing in front of an old cabin seconds later. I shook my head to clear the dizziness, and Edward did the same.

“My god, why does everyone get so dizzy whenever I teleport them?” Becka cried out, exasperated. I stared at her, and Edward shook his head.

“I don’t know about other people, but looking at one thing and then suddenly looking at another is a little startling,” he said quietly, looking at the cabin with a frown on his face.

“Can you hear them? I can feel them in there,” I said worriedly.

He sighed. “I can hear them all, but there’s something off about how I’m hearing it. It’s all slightly muted, and it’s more like a buzz. It was the same with Felix and Demetri. It’s like someone’s trying to place the thoughts in their heads.”

I nodded. “That’s her.”

Edward frowned as Becka went up to the door carefully, taking a deep breath to make sure no one was there right now. “Don’t you know this mysterious person’s name?”

I shook my head. “Only Aro knows, I think. She didn’t want everyone to know her name, so she would seem feared and reserved. Sadly though, she was more of a pain in the neck.”

Becka chuckled. “And only you can actually mean that literally,” she teased, gesturing to my neck. I was wearing a grey long sleeve turtleneck, which was a common thing for me to wear normally.

I scowled. “Sadly, you’re right,” I sighed. Edward looked at me in confusion, a hint of anger in his eyes from what he suspected she meant. “I was the source of dislike for a lot of people in Italy. Becka was too, but we don’t all have the advantages of being able to vanish and go to a different country.” Becka beamed at me.

“But you could become invisible, right? Why didn’t you just disappear and leave as well?” Edward asked softly.

I looked down, and Becka laughed loudly now. I looked at her in alarm, and she just shook her head. “I’m sorry; it’s just some of the memories coming back to me right now.”

I gave her a dark look before I turned to Edward. “You see, they only tried to get me when I hadn’t hunted in awhile, or when I was working on expanding and getting used to my powers. Aro would often get me to try and block out everything, and when he wasn’t in the room with me,” I sighed. “If only I had echolocation then,” I added bitterly.

Becka’s jaw went slack. “You have echolocation? Jeez, that explains so, so much now,” she said. I knew she had probably been wondering how I knew where people were all the time.

Edward stared at me thoughtfully. “You just send a force field into the ground, and it lets you feel everything, don’t you?” I blinked. He got that even faster than I did, and I was the one who did it. I just nodded, and then turned to the cabin.

“We need to go in quickly. I don’t know how long they can be under her spell before I can’t block it,” I said hurriedly. Then, as an after thought, I turned to Edward. “How off would you be if you couldn’t hear anyone’s mind?”

He frowned at me, his eyebrows furrowing. “I’m so used to it now that it would throw me off a lot. But I can still fight and do what I need to. I would just need to be more cautious.”

I nodded, praying that nothing bad would come out of this. “I’m going to put a shield around your mind. It will block your powers, but will also protect you from whoever is in there.” I raised my hand, and lightly touched it to his temple, putting a shield around his mind.

His eyes widened. “Everything’s so…quiet now. I’m so used to their always being sounds, even if no ones talking,” he said, looking around as he got used to his new deafness.

“Just be careful,” I said, walking forward to the door. I didn’t even bother with being sneaky; anyone in there would have already heard us. I kicked down the door, and stepped inside.

“Very subtle,” Becka said, nodding her head with a playful smile on her face. Edward smirked at both of us, and Becka laughed. “Get used to it my friend. Just be glad Aaron or Alex weren’t here or they would have broken it off its hinges.”

I sighed. “They broke my moped too,” I said sadly.

Edward stared at me. “You had a moped?”

I nodded. “Yeah, I bought it so I had something to do when I was bored in Italy. I mean, it wasn’t like I could bring my motorcycle across the world and go around Tuscany, could I?” His eyes darkened, and I realized the mistake of what I had just said. “I only started to ride after I was changed,” I warned him. That seemed to calm him down.

Becka shushed us, and we stepped inside. Though it was dark, none of us needed a light. Our pupils didn’t even need to dilate. We saw as well now as we would in a room with a light on.

“I’ve never seen a sight stranger than that,” Becka muttered. I looked over at her, and saw her looking at a corner of the shabby room. There were some mismatched couches clustered around, and a single light on the ceiling that looked cracked. But that wasn’t what she was staring at.

The Cullens all sat next to each other on the ground. Their faces were all blank as they stared at nothing. Their eyes were blank, and black, just like Felix and Demetri’s. They were obviously not there of their own will.

I stepped forward, brushing past Becka who stared at them with an unfathomable expression that I knew so well, and Edward who was staring at his family in shock. I quickly cast a shield around all of their minds.

Rosalie was the first to react. Before any of us could do anything, she lunged at me and pinned me against the wall, snarling. I raised my eyes at her.

“I just saved you from mindlessly serving the Volturi for eternity and this is the thanks I get? Thanks Rosalie,” I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes at her.

She put me down with a gasp, color returning to her eyes again. “I’m sorry, I acted on instinct. The last thing I remember was someone with dark hair coming in, and you were right where she was.”

Behind us, Becka laughed. “See Bella, what have I been telling you since third grade? You just have to be the one in the bad circumstance,” she laughed. I stuck my tongue out at her.

“Bella?” Esme gasped. I looked over at her, and saw her and Carlisle both regarding me in shock. “How is this possible?”

I looked over at Edward, who was being pulled into a hug by Emmett. “Dude, that was so freaky. One minute I’m watching racing and the next everything went blank!”

“Didn’t you tell them I was…not dead?” I asked quietly. Both boys turned to me, and Emmett looked shocked. Before Edward could say anything, I was engulfed into a tight hug.

“You came back from the dead! I’ve missed you so much little sis!” Emmett said happily, twirling me around in the air. I laughed too. He set me down.

“I didn’t tell them about Alice’s recent visions of you, if that’s what you mean. I’ve only told them about the vision of you…crashing…and the letter you gave me,” Edward said lightly.

“Alice has been having visions of Bella recently?” Carlisle asked, his tone sharp. Emmett and Edward both winced slightly at his tone, and I guessed it wasn’t the first time it had been directed at them.

“Only because I’ve just let her. I didn’t want her to see me before…” I said quickly to spare Edward. He sent me a grateful glance quickly.

“You can control Alice’s visions?” Rosalie asked, curious now.

I nodded, before spinning around, teeth bared. I glared at the door, where a tall figure walked in. She had long black hair with blood red streaks in it. She had an Asian face, though it didn’t take away her beauty. Her eyes were a sinister crimson color, and they seemed malicious as she looked at Becka and I.

“So, I see you finally fell for the bait.”