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Welcome to Volterra

Summary:
"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?


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


5. 5: Saint Marcus Day

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I bolted upright in bed, my eyes flying open. I was in a cold sweat and breathing heavily. I quickly took in my surroundings; it was just a dream.

Remembering that I wasn't alone in my room, I immediately looked to the bed on my right, blushing from embarrassment. Angela was sound asleep. If I screamed, it did not wake her. Thank God, that would have been humiliating.

The sun's rays already began to peak through the small space between the embroidered drapes, brightening the room enough to see. I looked at the small digital alarm clock on the nightstand; it read six fourteen. It was early, but too late for me to fall back to sleep.

I slowly pulled my covers back and got out of bed, careful not to make any noise. I tiptoed to the bathroom, stopping to grab my clothes and toiletry bag. After brushing my teeth, I pulled my hair back into a ponytail and got dressed. I wore a pair of jeans and a red blouse. I remembered from my Internet research that it is traditional to wear red on Saint Marcus Day.

My bus wasn't scheduled to leave until nine o'clock. So, I went down to the complimentary continental breakfast to kill some time without disturbing Angela. After nursing a large coffee, I returned to the room. Angela was just getting out of bed.

"Angela, do you mind if I brush my teeth before you take a shower?"

"Sure. Ben and I are going to the Academy of Fine Arts today to see the original statue of David. Do you want to come?"

"Umm. Actually, I was thinking I would enjoy just walking around the city, exploring by myself today." I hated lying to Angela. She is always so perceptive; I hope she didn't notice.

"Okay. Are you sure?" She sounded a little skeptical.

"Yeah. You should ask Ben to suggest to Austin that he hang out with Tyler today, so you guys can have some alone time."

After Angela went into the bathroom to shower, I threw my toothbrush, toothpaste, and a couple bottles of water into my backpack with the stuff I packed last night. About ten minutes after the water started running, I snuck out. It was almost eight thirty and my bus would begin boarding soon.

I sat on the bus, looking out the small window, admiring the beautiful Tuscan landscape. As the bus made its way up a narrow winding road, I got my first glimpse of Volterra. It sat atop a steep hill, surrounded by large Etruscan walls. The walls and the buildings visible behind them were all built from the same reddish brown colored stone. The city appeared very beautiful, yet also dark and ancient; the kind of place you would imagine the vampires from the movies to live.

Finally, we passed through the city gates and parked in a large already crowded lot. I slipped my arms through the straps of my backpack and followed the crowd off the bus.

"Get back on the bus, Bella. Go back to Florence." His soft velvety voice sounded angry. I thought if I should die today, it would have been worth it.

Ignoring His advice, I continued to follow the crowd along the cobblestone streets of the city. "Bella, you don't understand. There is too much danger here." My hallucination tried to reason with me.

Ahh, but I did understand. In fact, I was counting on it.

It was a bright sunny day, not ideal weather for spotting vampires. I knew I would have to wait until nightfall. But, I didn't mind the wait, because my hallucinatory Edward kept me company all day.

I made my way to the main square, the Palazzo dei Priori, and felt a sense of déjà vu. I saw a sea of red, reminiscent of my dream. Men were wearing red blazers or cloaks; women were wearing red scarves. The children were also dressed in red; some also sporting plastic vampire fangs.

I watched an afternoon parade. Then, I wandered around the city, staying close to the square and trying to be careful on the uneven cobblestone streets. Every now and then, I would hear the most beautiful voice in the world. Each time I would scan the area around me, looking for the danger that triggered my hallucination, and finding nothing.

As the sun set and darkness began to fall, I made my way back to the Palazzo dei Priori. It reminded me of New Year's Eve at Time Square, except with a vampire theme. Children were scarce; and many of the adults now sported fangs. Some even wore Dracula costumes.

I soon found myself standing near a dark alley under the clock tower. I looked up as I heard the velvet voice say, "turn around, Bella." That's when I saw them.

I froze and stared at the three dark hooded figures before me. I instantly knew them for what they were. All three had burgundy eyes and possessed an inhuman beauty. While the short one was extremely pale, the two taller figures had a slight olive complexion under their chalky pallor. Dressed in the same charcoal gray cloaks, they were huddled together, talking too quiet for human ears and so fast their mouths were hardly moving.

"Leave now!" My hallucination demanded.

Without thinking, my mouth opened and I gasped, "vampire." It came out in an almost inaudible whisper, but I knew they would hear. Their conversation came to a sudden halt as they turned to face me, glaring. The largest of the trio, a huge hulking vampire with short black hair, crouched down, ready to attack. And I just stood there. "Bella," my hallucination groaned, "you promised nothing stupid."

"Mind your surroundings, Felix. Not within the city walls." The other tall male vampire with shoulder-length wavy black hair reprimanded him.

"She knows too much. She must die." The one called Felix complained.

"And she will." The small one with light brown hair replied in a childlike, yet menacing voice. It wasn't until she spoke that I realized she was female. She had a slim androgynous figure. At first, I thought she must have been changed as a young boy, although her face is a little too pretty for a boy.

"Dibs," Felix almost yelled.

"But, first we must bring her to Aro," she continued, ignoring Felix. "The law has been broken and the guilty party needs to be revealed."

What was she talking about? Vampires have laws? I felt my stomach churn. If I wasn't the guilty party, then it must be the Cullens. I would have to be careful not to implicate them in anyway. I was unwilling to put my once family in danger, even if they did not want me anymore. No, it was just one that did not want me, I reminded myself.

The small one approached me, lowering her hood, and said, "Welcome to Volterra," as she looked into my eyes with an evil glint in hers and a strange smile on her face. She continued to gaze at me for a few moments, saying nothing. She looked as if she was concentrating very hard on something. Then, the gaze turned into an angry glare and the smile disappeared as her teeth snapped together, jaw clenched. I shuttered, a wave of fear rolling over my body.

"Jane?" The one whose name was yet to be mentioned asked, breaking her concentration.

She let out a frustrated hiss. Then commanded, "Felix, Demetri, get the girl. Follow me."