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Cozener

Summary:
All she can do is fight. Fight, and never back down or give up. Never show any hurt or pain, be brave and show her enemies a strong face. War is a hard thing to do. Bella Swan is close to just losing it. Her fiance is kept down with the power of another Volturi member, who is ruthlessly trying to capture her and all of her family-siblings and Cullens. She's the only one who can stop the fight. But can she find it in herself to do it? Sequel to Deceiver.


Notes:
Most charecters are owned by Stephenie Meyers. Becka, Aaron, Alex, KJ, Jasmine and the new Volturi members are all just a prt of my imagination that I created to go with the plot.


6. Chapter 6

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"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?” Becka’s yell started several birds around us, and they flew from their perch on the surrounding trees, causing a whirlwind of feathers. Becka stood in the midst of it all, completely unaffected by the chaos surrounding her. She glared at me furiously.

I frowned at her, and raised my eyes. “Aren’t vampires supposed to have photographic memories? I’ve been at the stupid job you made me do for the past few hours. I’m sorry if I got back a little late.” I glanced down at my watch and chuckled. “I’m only a little over half an hour late Becka!”

She growled at me, and wordlessly grabbed a fist full of my hair and dragged me into the apartment complex as I protested against her pulling at the strands attached to my scalp. When we got into our home, she threw me on the floor.

“Haven’t you noticed the people stalking us, or trying to kill us lately? Most of it has happened to you,” she hissed darkly. I stared at her, and then glanced up at Aaron and Alex, and in the background I heard a shower running, and then turning off.

“Do we have a visitor?” I asked blankly. Maybe this was why she was so upset with me. But I didn’t remember her saying that anyone was coming over…

“Don’t try and get off subject!” Becka snarled, pulling me off the ground roughly. “Just because you have a power that makes it so you can defend yourself just fine doesn’t mean you will never get hurt! If you get distracted enough, you might slip up slightly and it could cost you your life!”

I felt my face harden into stone, my golden eyes flash pure black at her. “And you think I don’t know that? It’s my power, so wouldn’t I understand it pretty well?” I snapped angrily. I didn’t even know why Becka was having this argument with me. She knew that I was serious about what was going on.

I glanced over at Aaron, and saw that he and Alex looked extremely uncomfortable. I guessed they had an idea of what was going on, and I stared at them with my face in an unemotional mask until they started talking quickly at the same time.

“I mean, I know you couldn’t call—“

“It’s not my fault it got there—“

“We were only going to borrow it for a moment!”

“You left before we had a chance to give it back and then—“

“I mean, who knew cell phone couldn’t take a—“

“—tried to fix it but…” Both were silenced at the glare Becka and I gave them. They sank down onto the couch like puppies with their tails between their legs.

“Okay both of you. Try to tell us, one at a time, what the hell you were just saying,” I said, trying to keep my voice even and failing slightly. Something was off tonight; I knew they were hiding something from me, and it was making me slightly frustrated not to know. I wondered if this was how Edward felt when I was the only mind he couldn’t read. Thinking about Edward made my heart twist slightly though, images of his perfect face blank and unrecognizable coming to my mind. I focused back on the present.

Alex nudged Aaron, who glared at him as if he had been made to go first for a sacrificial ritual. Becka and I both frowned at him, both of us wondering what the hell was going.

“Well you see…” he started uncomfortably. He swallowed quickly, and then restarted. “Well, earlier Alex and I wanted to try and trick out Bella’s phone. But she left before we could put it back, and then we broke it. So it’s really not Bella’s fault that she couldn’t call us or anything.”

Becka stared at him wordlessly, and I covered my eyes with my hands before I started laughing. “Aaron, Becka would have still tried to commit a homicide even if I did call. Thanks for the generosity, though. But you have to get me a new phone.”

I opened my eyes to see Aaron nod. “That sounds fair,” he said with a smile. My eyes widened as I saw Becka lean over him, and I tried to warn him with my eyes. But he either didn’t get it or didn’t see it. He fell forward and Becka’s hand made sharp contact with his head.

I smiled down at him half-heartedly. “At least it doesn’t really hurt now, does it?” I offered a hand to him, and he took it gratefully. I pulled him up, and he shook his head lightly.

“No, it doesn’t. It’s a good thing too, or it would have been a repeat of the pool incident,” he said, glaring at Becka who put her hands up.

“Hey, I apologized for that nine years ago. Don’t try and stick that on me now, okay? And how was I supposed to know he was as clumsy as you?” I growled at her playfully.

“What happened at the ‘pool incident’?” A velvety voice asked quietly. I turned sharply, and my reason for living was standing five feet from me, leaning on the doorway to the hallway and watching the little scene with amusement.

I gaped at him for half a second, before launching myself into his arms. I saw his eyes and knew the golden pools better than any other. They weren’t the black pits anymore. They were the eyes that had captivated me for so long, the windows to the soul he believed he didn’t have anymore.

He laughed quietly at my reaction, and gently stroked my hair. I heard the others leave quietly, and pulled myself tighter to him. "I missed you," he murmured, breathing in the scent of my hair.

I pulled back slightly to look him in the eye. The golden spheres were so light and full of absolute love that I felt my insides melting. I carefully touched his face, marveling that he was really here. "How?" I whispered.

He frowned slightly before answering. "I'm not exactly sure. That girl...Martha, said that she was trying to help you, and she watched over me. Jade seemed to have trouble with her powers for a moment, and I was aware of myself again. Both of us realized what had happened, and she told me t leave as fast as I could. So I tracked your scent through the mountains, until I got here. I couldn't come as fast as I wanted though," he added with a brooding look. "Jade still has some control over me, it seems. I don't have as much control over myself as I would like."

I nodded, and looked into his eyes, willing my power to block him again. I felt Jade's presence in his mind, and was able to push it out a little more, though not all the way. "I'm sorry," I whispered. "I brought this whole mess onto you. I couldn't even help you!"

I started to shake slightly, and Edward crushed me to his chest and kissed the top of my head, sending sparks down my body to my toes. "Shh, Bella, shh. It's alright. It's alright now, you don't have to worry," he quietly soothed me, rocking me gently in a calming way.

I looked up into his earnest eyes and truly believes him.