Disclaimer- All recognizable characters belong to Mrs. Stephenie Meyer, whereas all new characters belong to me.

Chapter 17- Let's Make A Deal

Iris' POV

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We had been back for three hours, and all I'd been able to do was stare at him. My lip curled up and I growled, my hand flexing on my whip. Marcus chuckled and said, "You look as if you want to kill me."

"I do. I want to see you bleed." I replied.

"Well, I suppose I deserve it."

"You suppose? You're damn right you deserve it! Because of you my family was slaughtered!"

"I have apologized for that a countless amount of times. I am sorry-"

"Oh, save the bullshit. You're not sorry. You never gave a flying fuck about me-"

He flew towards me, grabbing my shoulders as his eyes faded to black. "That's not true. I loved you."

I scoffed, pushing him off of me. "Yeah, sure. You loved me so much you left me for another woman."

He looked down, his voice low. "I told you, we were meant to be together-"

"That makes me feel so much better." I threw a dagger at him, laughing as it tore though his stomach. Venom spilled from the wound and he fell to his knees, his teeth gritting with pain. "That isn't even a tenth of the amount of pain you've caused me."

"If you hate me so damn much, kill me. Come on, Iris, kill me!"

I crouched beside him, yanking his hair back and caressing his cheek with one of my nails. "I think killing you would be too easy. Maybe I'll find a way to destroy your love over and over again. Every memento you have, I'll burn. Every memory, I'll erase. It'll be like she never existed."

"And how do you propose on doing that?" he asked coolly, those beautiful crimson eyes staring into mine.

"I'll find a way, trust me." I dug my fingernails into his marble skin. "I'll make you regret the day we met."

Someone cleared their throat from behind us. I turned to the doorway, frowning when I saw Aro. He smiled and waved.

"What do you want, Aro?"

"You to figure out how we're going to deal with the wolves."

"You're the Volturi. Figure it out."

"I would, but Bella dear wants you. Apparently you'll show mercy, and I won't."

I sighed, letting go of Marcus. "I'll deal with the wolves if you promise to leave Edward and Bella alone."

He arched an eyebrow. "You're offering me a...deal?" He laughed.

I stood there for a moment, my hands on my hips. "Are you finished?"

He stifled a laugh, gesturing for me to continue.

"They deserve to be able to decide when her change comes by themselves with no pressure from you. She changes, she'll help you if you ask something reasonable of her."

"And in exchange you'll deal with the wolves?"

"Yes."

"We could easily dispose of them all."

"But then Bella wouldn't trust you worth a damn and you'd sooner pull the devil's teeth than get her to help."

He nodded his head. "I suppose you're right."

"I am right."

"Alright. We'll let you deal with the mess here, and we won't both the two lovebirds until after she's changed."

I held out my hand and shook his.

"But we're not going anywhere. I want to find out what's going on with you," he added.

"I figured."

Without saying another word, I stepped from the room and headed towards the living room. Plopping onto a chair, I exhaled. Everyone looked at me, as if I had all the answers.

"What are you going to do?" Bella asked.

"Kill Jacob," I replied simply.

Bella's POV

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I jumped from my seat, my eyes opening wide. "What? No you're not!"

She nodded her head. "Yes, I am. But don't worry, he won't stay dead."

My thoughts whirled. "Wait, what? How's that possible?"

She licked her lips, biting off a yawn. "He's next in line to rule the pack, I'm assuming. He smells strong. The pack isn't going to let their future alpha die. So, I propose to save him but only if they let you all go. Then, I'll being him back."

"How?" I asked, my heart pounding.

She clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth and shrugged her shoulders. "Haven't figured that part out yet. Still gotta work the kinks out."

"So...you're just gonna kill him?"

She winced. "Well...I'm gonna shoot him...while he's trying to save...you."

"Me?"

Edward lunged to his feet beside me, his eyes black. "You're not hurting her."

Iris sighed, coiling her fingers around her whip. "You're right, I'm not. But if Jacob thinks I am, he'll get in the way of the shot. Believe me, it's much easier this way."

"How? You'll be pointing a gun at her."

She rolled her eyes. "Every time your son kisses her she's near deadly venom. This isn't that much different."

"My, my. You've thought this out," Aro spoke up from near the staircase. I looked at the three Volturi, my heart pounding even faster. What were they going to do to me? Force me to change? Rip open my throat themselves?

As if sensing my unease, Marcus stepped forward. "We're going to let you two alone until after you're changed. Then, we'll deal with our...little problems."

My mouth dropped even lower. "Re-really?"

"Really. Iris can be very persuasive."

I looked back to Iris, wondering if I trusted her not to shoot me.

"I won't hurt you," she said.

I waited a moment, then nodded my head. I believed her. "Alright. Just...don't hurt him too much. He's still my friend."

She smiled. "I won't. You have my word."

That was good enough for me. Now, we just had to convince Edward...

Iris' POV

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I lay on the bed that'd been given to Elias and I, kicking my feet back and forth. I looked out the window, wondering what I was going to do and losing myself in the past. I could still smell the blood...so heavy in the air. My brother's face, staring up at me with glassy eyes. How could I forgive Marcus? How could he sit there and feel nothing? Just...wear a calm face as he apologized for the murder of my family.

I rubbed my temple, my head still pounding. I missed Elias. He was always so positive...I needed that.

No, you need to stay in the real world.

"Jesus!" I exclaimed, jumping to my feet. I began to pace, my boots sinking into the carpet.

The door opened slowly, and in walked the man flooding my thoughts.

"Get out, Marcus."

He ignored me, of course, and sat at the end of my bed-watching me closely. "What are you doing?" he questioned after a few moments.

"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm pacing."

"Why?"

"I'm trying to think. You're not helping. Out."

He smiled. "I'm not going anywhere."

My luck.

"I really am sorry-"

I held up a hand, stopping him. "Don't," I said quietly. "Don't go there."

He looked to the floor, his hair in a ponytail. "I never meant to hurt you," he whispered.

I took a deep breath, chewing on the end of my nail. After a moment, I said, "I know. But you did."

"I didn't know they would go after you...I should've protected you. I never meant for you to turn out this way. So full of hatred and vengeance...so dark. Your happiness is what drew me to you in the first place-aside from your beauty. You were in a bad situation, but happy. It amazed me."

I shrugged my shoulders. "She amazed you more."

He got up and lifted my chin, looking at me. Then, he pressed his lips to mine, gently, and I felt my knees waver. I pushed at him, shaking my head. "No, don't. You can't. I can't."

Visions of my family and how we used to be overcame me and I fell to my knees, sobbing. He wrapped his arms around me, and I inhaled the familiar scent of his skin. "Damn you, Marcus!" I yelled. "Damn you!"

He held me as I cried.

Guess I wasn't so over it as I thought I was.


a/n: Why haven't I updated, you might ask? Cause I've sorta grown to hate the series XD. So, it's been killing me to sit and write. Plus, I've been mad crazy writing my originals. Sorry. Please forgive moi. Hope you like this. There's like..two, three chapters left. Thank God. ha. Let me know what you thought!

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