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Deceiver

Summary:
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!


Notes:
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.


23. Chapter 23

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Chapter 23

Somewhere on the brink of sleep and awareness, I heard one of my favorite sounds. A gently, velvety voice quietly humming my lullaby in my ear, making me forget all of my problem and my pain.

I had just hunted, and Jasper was sending calming waves at me, trying to get me to fall asleep. I had warned him not to send exhaustion, since I could get so tired that I dropped all of my shields and fully lost consciousness. Something I hadn’t done since I joined the Volturi.

Suddenly, a loud crash came from downstairs. I sat up, startling Edward. “What was that?” I demanded, blinking quickly as I gained full alertness.

Edward frowned. “I believe it was Alice coming back from her shopping trip. I think Aaron and Alex decided to try and ambush Becka with some water balloons they bought, and she hit them both very hard on the head.”

I grimaced. “Yeah, that’s definitely Aaron and Alex. Though if I was with them, they would have thought twice about doing that.” I smirked, knowing what I would have done to them.

Edward raised his eyes at me. “Oh, and what would you have done?”

I raised my eyes back at him, before raising my hand, and making a visible shield appear. I pushed it out with a slight bob of my hand, and it crashed into a pillow, sending it flying into the wall.

He nodded, smiling at me sheepishly. “Of course. I can see why they all respect you so much now. You could make a hole with them if they got in your face too much.”

I nodded, though I didn’t correct him. That was one reason, though not the important one. The important one was that I knew so much more than they did, since I had the means to go around undetected, gathering more information they I was meant to know. Experimenting with venom and figuring out a way to reduce bloodlust in young vampires earned respect, especially since I was still so new to this life.

Edward saw the brief hesitation in my eyes before I answered him, and he was about to question me when the door flew open and two shapes blurred into the room, grabbing me and hugging me fiercely.

“Ouch guys, watch the shoulder!” I exclaimed, flicking my wrist and gently sending them back to the door. I winced as I touched my still somehow sore shoulder. Edward gently rubbed it, taking away a lot of the pain.

“Sorry Bella. I couldn’t keep them away for long,” Becka said cheerfully, stepping into the room. She held a large plastic bag with an unfamiliar logo on it filled with clothes. “But if it makes you feel better, I got you lots of clothes,” she added slyly.

I groaned. “Yes, because having to try them all on makes me feel so much better. Great idea Beck,” I said sarcastically. She shrugged and set down the bag beside me on the bed.

Edward chuckled. “I’m sorry, but I don’t know if Carlisle even wants her to be moving her arm yet.” He then looked at me thoughtfully. “Though of course she really isn’t abiding by that.”

Aaron frowned. “Bella has gotten authority issues in the past few years. I mean, you try living with merciless murderers who try and control even your thoughts.”

I rolled my eyes. “Or it could have something to do with the fact that I was trapped with you three for three years. That might change me a bit.”

“Ah, but what’s wrong with a little rebellion? I mean, it can be healthy and beneficial sometimes,” Emmett said casually as he strode into the room. He raised his eyes at Aaron and Alex. “Please tell me you guys aren’t total stiffs like Edward and Jasper please.”

Edward growled playfully, and I was suddenly struck by the rightness of the situation. Both my families getting along, becoming one. It was what I needed, more than anything else. And now it was beginning to happen all on its own.

Alex laughed, and Aaron shook his head. “I don’t think Alex here can be a full one hundred percent serious, can you?” Aaron asked, nudging Alex playfully.

Alex scowled at him. “I could be if I tried really hard. I wasn’t spaced out when we ran away from the Volturi after Felix almost tore off Bella’s arm.”

Unconsciously, Edward’s hold on me tightened slightly. I took this in stride as I cleared my throat, getting my two brothers to look at me. “Excuse me, but Aaron was the only other clear-headed person in that room other than Felix and I. You and Becka looked like a pair of humans that got hit hard on the head.” Becka and Alex looked down as they remembered sheepishly. I nodded smugly at them.

“Well put my little sister,” Aaron said, gently nudging me with a fist. I glared darkly at him.

“How many times must I say that I am not your little sister? I was almost a year older than you when I was changed, and I knew about vampires for as long as you did. I am older than you my little brother.”

Edward and Emmett exchanged smirks. “I’m afraid she’s right on that. She had the knowledge, experience and age against you. Sorry man,” Emmett said, trying to hold in his laughter.

Becka and I shook our heads at the craziness of all the boys in the room. Edward seemed to be trying to hold in his amusement, but he was a boy and started to laugh loudly. I didn’t mind though.

I had missed the sound of his laugh, free of stress and problems.

I pulled myself reluctantly from Edward’s arms, and stood up. I was in a black long sleeve shirt and white sweatpants, courtesy of Alice. I was sure she had helped Carlisle bandage me up while they kept Edward out so he wouldn’t throw a fit when he saw my scarring.

“I need to call someone really quick,” I explained while throwing Becka a meaningful look behind everyone’s backs. She nodded discreetly. We walked out of the room, heading outside.

We needed to try and check up on someone.