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"Caius, surely you see the potential. I haven't seen a prospective talent so promising since we found Jane and Alec. Can you imagine the possibilities when she is one of us?" - Aro Edward is gone. Jacob never came to Bella's room. She is alone. What happens when she goes to Italy for her senior class trip?

This is my second fic and my first attempt at a multichaptered fic.

13. Chapter 13: Newborn

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But, then someone opened the door and I was inundated with the sweet, sweet aroma - BLOOD. I inhaled, and my throat was on fire. "Mine," I snarled and darted out of the circular room. I easily jumped over the large obstruction in my path. Nothing was going to interfere with me tasting that enticing liquid. I pounced on the unsuspecting human, biting into her soft neck. Mmmm. So succulent.

When I finished, the blood-induced haze was gone, and I was immediately aware of my surroundings. I was standing behind a high mahogany counter in what appeared to be an office reception area. The tall dark skinned woman in my arms was the receptionist.

A crowd was gathered around the entrance to the area. Everyone was staring at me. Growling, I instinctively crouched, ready to defend my kill. No one approached me. Demetri held out his arms, palms up, and spoke, "It's okay, Isabel. The body is drained. No one is going to take your blood."

His silky voice was gentle and kind. Relaxing, I straightened up and dropped the woman.

Aro glided to the front of the crowd. I had just killed one of his employees. I thought he was going to scold me, but he didn't. He said, "Good, child. Come here. Demetri will take you hunting."

I crossed the room to where Demetri stood. He took my hand in his and led me away. As we walked down the hall, Aro sighed, "to be young, again," before ordering Santiago to dispose of the corpse.

Then, I heard Felix complain, "I can't believe this - twice in one week. Doesn't dibs mean something around here anymore?" Demetri chuckled. I could hear more laughter in the background.

After the laughter died down, I noticed that we weren't headed for an exit. Demetri was leading me deeper into the castle. "Where are we going? I thought we were going hunting."

"I promise we will go hunting. I just thought you might want to get cleaned up first."

I looked down at myself. My clothes were ripped and stained with blood. "Oh, thanks."

"Here we go." Demetri stopped in front of a large oak door, opening it and gesturing for me to go inside. He followed me and closed the door. I smiled as I looked around. The room was beautiful. The walls were painted a dark almond with white trim. The hardwood floors were a dark mahogany. In the center of the ceiling was an exquisite crystal chandelier. There was a king sized bed covered with a deep purple embroidered bedspread and pillows of various shapes and sizes. On the opposite wall was a large stained glass window with an antique vanity on one side and a roll-top desk on the other.

"I take it you approve of your accommodations."

"This room is mine?" I asked hesitantly.

He nodded. "The closet is here and the bathroom is there," he said, pointing to two doors on the third wall.

"I don't have any clothes."

"Aro had Heidi stock your closet while we were waiting for you to wake up."

I walked over to the closet and opened the door. It was filled with designer clothes. All with the tags still attached. Upon closer inspection, I noticed lots of dresses and skirts and silks and satins. I was hard-pressed to find an outfit suitable for hunting. Finally, I decided on a pair of designer skinny jeans and a three-quarter sleeve lightweight sweater, cashmere. For my undergarments, I chose a simple white lace bra and panty set, because it was one of very few that did not include a thong. For shoes, I chose a black pair of ballet flats - the only flats in the closet.

"Do you mind if I take a shower?" I asked.

"No, go ahead. I'll wait here," Demetri replied and sat on my bed.

I went into the bathroom and removed the rubberband from my hair. My hair was knotted and sticky. I turned on the shower and took off my soiled clothes, leaving them in a pile on the floor.

I stepped into the hot shower and closed my eyes, relaxing under the spray. It felt so good to wash away the stress of my day. After about fifteen minutes, I opened my eyes and turned off the water, sighing as I stepped out of the tub. I grabbed a large, soft towel from the rack. As I dried myself, I noticed that my skin was smooth and flawless. I remembered that good looks appeared to be a common characteristic among all the other vampires.

I went over to the floor length mirror that hung behind the door and scanned my body. It was perfect with toned muscles and curves in all the right places. I could feel a smile turning up my lips. I was gorgeous. I wrapped the towel around my body, tucking the corner under to hold it up. Then, I looked to my face in the mirror to see if that was beautiful, too. All I could see was a pair of revolting red eyes - the eyes of a monster.

I brought my hand up to touch my eyes and watched the action reflected in the mirror. I didn't want to believe those were my eyes. Why did this catch me off guard? I saw everyone else's eyes. Why would I expect mine to be a different color? In a vain attempt to prove myself wrong, I reached out to touch the reflection. As my hand hit the glass, it shattered.

I closed my eyes and brought my hands up to cover my face. I didn't want anyone to see me. I was a monster. Why? I remembered Aro told me he decided to grant my request for immortality. My request. Why would I choose this life? Why would I want to become a monster? Deep within my now dead heart, I knew I must have had a good reason. I just needed to remember.

I tried to search my vast vampire brain for a human memory, any memory. I gasped as I remembered a voice. It was the most beautiful velvet voice and it said, "I don't want to be a monster." I continued searching, desperately trying to come up with a face or a name to match the voice. After coming up blank, Demetri burst in the room. "Are you okay?"

I quickly shook my head from side to side, not removing my hands from my face.

I felt Demetri's body move next to mine as he positioned himself between me and the pile of broken glass. He rested his hands on my shoulders and said, "Shh. It's okay, Isabel. It takes time to learn to control your strength. We'll get you a new mirror."

I continued to shake my head. "That's not it."

"Then what is it?"

"The eyes," I whispered. "The eyes."

"Your eyes are beautiful," Demetri said and moved his hands from my shoulders, placing them over mine, gently pulling them away from my face. He moved my hands down to my sides, keeping them in his grasp. My eyes were still closed, but I could feel his face mere inches away from my own. I could smell his sweet breath. It was like cocoa and coffee beans. I leaned forward, inhaling. He leaned closer. His mouth was less than inch from my lips. Was he going to kiss me? For some unknown reason, I began to panic. I pulled back and opened my eyes, embarrassed.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled. "I should have known... I mean... I wasn't expecting... I know everyone else's eyes are red. But yours are more like a deep burgundy. Mine are so bright; they practically glow." I was rambling.

Demetri released my hands and brought one of his back up to my face, resting it on my cheek. "That's because you're a newborn. They will darken with time." With his other hand, he grabbed my pile of clothes from beside the sink and held them out to me. "Lets hunt."