Broken

Alice's POV

I headed toward Florida. That was where they were holding Bella in that dreadful prison. That was where she would feel my pain to a new extent. They would be worse then mine. I just hoped she wouldn't have to do shock therapy. It was a horrible thing. They sometimes used it though it was banned a while back.

"Alice, it's going to be alright. We'll find her ands save her. We will also hurt Edward. Torture him if you must. She will be safe soon enough. You have nothing to worry for. I also know where Edward is. He is in a cave in Brazil. He dug a hole so no one could disturb him. It's blocked with a pile of boulders." Jasper told me. I nodded. I was worried. My husband put a hand on me to calm me down. It should have worked but it didn't.

Nine Hours Later....

We reached Florida in the next nine hours. It was the most agonizing amount of time ever. Even as a vampire, this time bothered me. The time seemed to go slower then anything. It went by slower then a human walking at a slow pace. But it did come and I was relieved to see the welcoming sign.

"Where is the place Alice?" Jazz asked me. I looked at him in a pained expression. I had to tell him though or else Bella would be tortured.

I told him the directions for the...asylum. It hurt me to even think about it. It was too nice of a name for it. It deserved a cruel name like the ‘Torture Chamber' or ‘Living Hell'. That's what it really was.

We headed to the asylum and got there within minutes of leaving. It was the same as I remembered mine to be like. Though I don't remember my human life, I will never forget the nightmare I was put into.

It was pure white and had absolutely no windows. It was completely closed off from all humanity. It had metal doors that looked like a protection so no one would go out. The sign read ‘Phoenix Asylum for Recovery'. Right, more like ‘Phoenix Asylum of Torture.'

I looked at Jasper and he took my hand. He squeezed in a comforting motion. Though, he did have the advantage.

We entered the asylum in a hesitating motion. It looked the same inside. It sent shivers down my spine. The look was creepy. Even the smell. It smelt stale with a little electricity in it. Electricity?

I looked at Jasper. He looked alarmed and turned to me. He had a panicked expression on his face.

"We had better hurry." He told me. I nodded. If I could cry, I would have. It tortured me to even think about why they were using the electricity. I knew it was too strong for regular electrical units. It was the shock therapy. But who could have ‘needed' it? I could only hope it wasn't Bella.

We got to the secretarial desk and the security was standing in the halls. They looked like police. They must have had many people trying to escape.

"Excuse me. I am here to visit my sister Isabella Swan. Can you direct mew to her?" I asked the security guard that was sitting at the desk. The man looked up and he looked shocked for a minute.

"I am sorry. She is currently in a special therapy. You may wait in the waiting room if you wish. It will only be five more minutes until she is ready for visitors." The man said in a tired and gruff voice.

Shock washed through me. The only special therapy was shock therapy. If it wasn't banned years ago, it would have been a regular procedure. I went to the waiting room with Jazz half carrying me.

I leaned into him and began to dry sob. I murmured things that were not coherent.

"Shh, Alice, it will all be alright. We will save her. I promise." Jazz whispered to me. He was ribbing circles on my back.

Five Minutes Later...

A woman walked into the waiting room with a clipboard in hand. She looked at us. She noticed the position that Jazz and I were in and raised an eyebrow but then shook her head in confusion.

"Alice Cullen and Jasper Hale?" She asked us. It was a foolish question since we were the only ones here. We nodded and she motioned for us to follow. We followed her to a room. It was far back and very below ground. It looked worse down here then up there and that was terrible. The upstairs was torture but this was hell. Everything was lit dimly with lights and there were only three doors. Two of three were empty. It was very eerie.

"She is quite delicate so you must be careful. She hasn't shown any improvement but we don't want her to get worse." We nodded sadly knowing we were the ones who caused her pain.

The woman left without another word and we opened the door. What we saw inside was a terrible sight. I nightmare...

It was Aro, Caius and Marcus of the Volturi...