For the people who don't know, this is the sequel to Awakened to Serve so make sure you read that one first or you'll be very lost. I know that some are still reeling over the fact the I didn't put Bella and Jasper together but trust me it'll be so much better this way. Okay so just in case you miss it, Bella has been sleeping for three years since she's last been awakened. All the things about her are still true in this story: she can't go out in sunlight, she doesn't eat meat, she drinks only human blood. AND ALICE CANNOT SEE HER FUTURE! As much as I wanted to put Jasper in this first chapter, I just couldn't, maybe i'll put his POV in the next chapter idk yet. Enjoy and don't forget to review please!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything, Stephenie Meyer owns all.
The dark dreariness of the castle was home; it was where they felt most comfortable, where order was restored. This was where Bella would be awakened after three years of sleep, where she would meet her depressing fate once again.
His face, his golden hair, his amber orbs, his perfect smile, it is all I dream about; he is all I see. Somehow his ghostly image gives me hope to remember; it reminds me how much love I will always have for Jasper. But it also brings me pain; knowing I will never be able to be with Jasper, to actually show him how much I love him. I guess for now I will be satisfied with my fantasy but I know the moment I am awakened, the true depths of lost will settle in. However I know that I will have some kind of defense mechanism; dominant Bella will appear to make sure that I won't hurt.
I can feel that familiar pull of need but it cannot be possible; I haven't slept for long. Although I cannot keep count, I know that I have only rested for a short time. I prepare myself for this next awakening; reluctantly wiping away the lingering image of Jasper. The need is so overpowering that I can feel the lethargy quickly fading away. It's only a matter of short time before I am fully awake.
The murmuring on the other side of my incasing is so ethereal and wise that I begin to question where I could be and what family trusts me to help one of their own. Trust….can I really be trusted? After how I let Jasper down I am not sure if I am worthy anymore. Won't my aide just bring pain just like it did to Jasper? Jasper…it seems like you will be gracing my thoughts even while awake. Oh Jasper, this ache in my chest will never fade; it is the longing to see you again. Even if we could not be together, I would risk that pain just to see you…I'd do anything to earn that right.
But I know you've probably forgotten me and I think I can live with that…as long as you're happy. My whole existence would be more than just a curse if you weren't happy; it would be hell. I can feel my crate being jostled and I know that it won't be long before I turn into dominant, demanding Bella. This is my life and I have no other choice but to live it.
Finally a dim light is shed and I am able to slowly blink away the darkness. I take my first full breath and immediately feel the effects of being starved for so long. The sweltering feeling in my throat only increases as I continue to breathe. My hosts aren't sure what to do as they all stare down at me with….red eyes? What is going on? Although I was questioning the condition of these vampires, I graciously drank from the goblet they handed to me. It wasn't enough though; the fire in my throat would only be extinguished after many glasses of blood. I hungrily pushed the cup into the pale hand of a man and waited for it to be filled.
After my raging thirst was satiated, I flexed my body; getting rid of all of the kinks I had from sleeping in position for so many years. How many years was it? Judging by the vampires that gathered around me curiously, I must've slept for more than ten years. There was one with long dark hair who seemed to be the leader; the others flanked behind him. He smiled ominously while stretching his hand out to me; I narrowed my eyes slightly but took his hand and allowed him to pull me up.
"Welcome Isabella," He knew my name? I didn't know whether to speak or not. "There is no need for you to be afraid my dear; you are in good company I am Aro." He smiled balefully.
"It is not you who is in need," His smile grew.
"Straight to business…I like that," he noticed that I did not smile back. "Very well then, let me introduce you to Damien." He waved over a man in about his twenties with black hair. He put a restraining hand over his chest. "Damien this is Bella, she will be helping you with your little problem."
Damien looked scared and hungry, he was definitely a newborn. I eyed him warily before stepping forward. Immediately I was hit with a need so strong that I struggled to stand straight, Damien was desperate for my help and there was nothing I could do but to comply. I stepped forward and placed my hand over Aro's.
"Let him go," Aro looked confused.
"He will bite you Bella, is that what you want?" He was concerned about me?
"I won't allow it to get that far. Damien is strong but strength means nothing if you do not know how to use it properly." Dominant Bella was enjoying this.
"You are very right Isabella," he turned to Damien and held his face in his hands. "Remember what we talked about Damien," he added before stepping away.
Damien looked at me with fear in his eyes, whatever Aro was talking about pushed all his thoughts about attacking me away. Dominant Bella was disappointed but I sighed in relief; I wanted nothing more than to have an easy job. He shrank away from me as I walked closer, I smiled in hopes of calming him but I could feel his fear increase.
"I am not going to hurt you Damien" I spoke softly.
"That's not what I'm afraid of," I smiled.
"You can't hurt me Damien," I ran my hand through his dark hair. He tensed under my touch and closed his eyes.
"You smell so good," Dominant Bella grinned. I removed my hand and stepped back to Aro.
"He will sleep in my room, he will eat in my room and he will stay in my room unless I tell him otherwise," I smiled proudly at dominant Bella; she wouldn't let me feel pain about…him
"And who made you the boss," A short blond girl appeared at Aro's side. Again Dominant Bella jumped at the challenge.
"I don't get assigned jobs; this is my life so therefore I made myself in charge." Her red eyes pierced harder at me. "I would very much like for us all to be friends."
"And friends we shall be," Aro clapped before pulling me into his side. "Let me introduce you to my guard. "She is one of my prized possessions, Bella meet Jane." He pushed me into Jane's line of sight.
"Nice to meet you Jane." I said even though I knew she and I would not be getting along.
"Likewise," she feigned. "I sure we can come to some sort of friendship," she smiled.
He introduced me to the others and I was surprised to see them all with the same attitude. They held themselves as if they were better than everyone else; like they made the rules or something. The only one who seemed out of place was Damien; he didn't look like he belonged with this family at all. Finally we were left alone together in my room. Damien sat in the corner with his knees pulled up to his chest. I rolled my eyes and walked over to him. He pushed himself farther into the wall and cursed when he realized he couldn't move back anymore.
"I know this is hard for you but the longer you resist; the longer it will take for you to be better."
"You can't make anything better," he whispered. I sat down in front of him and pulled his cold hands into mine. He tried to pull away but I tightened my hold.
"I am here to make things better for you Damien; you don't have to be scared anymore." He looked up at me and for a brief second I was hit with extreme sadness and fear.
"You don't get it Bella," He looked down. I pulled him closer to me but realized that that would be moving too fast for him. I backed away and sat.
"What is it that I don't get Damien?" I was curious.
"Nothing ever ends well here; in the end we will both be dead." I was taken back a bit.
Before I could retort, Damien was off the ground and running to the door. I may be strong but he was fast. By the time I got to the hallway leading to my room he was gone. Good job Bella; you lost the person you're supposed to be helping. I turned and bumped into Damien and his capturer. The dark haired vampire introduced to me as Demetri held the struggling Damien in a vice grip. He was tall and lean and had a chalky pallor yet olive complexion. He smiled at my ogling and did some of his own before meeting my eyes.
"I think you've seem to have lost something," He smiled politely. I walked up to him and removed his hand off of Damien's neck.
"Thank you, I will have to be more careful next time." He watched me with fascination as I clamped my hands over both of Damien's wrists.
"Well I'm always here if you need help," he said while staring me down. I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze.
"I work alone." I added before towing away Damien.
Once in my room, I forcefully pushed Damien into the room. He looked hurt but I could care less, I hated being thought as weak and what just happened made me exactly that. I paced the room multiple times before standing with my arms crossed against my chest in front of Damien.
"Don't ever do that again, or I just might take up Demetri on his offer and let him deal with you. Is that what you want? Because I can guarantee that I'm so much nicer than he will be." I slid down onto the ground in front of him and let my head fall into my hands.
"I didn't mean to run….it's just that it's the only thing that I actually know how to do." I whipped my head up.
"Don't be silly." I paused, memories of that word came rushing into my mind; pushing down the door that Dominant Bella had constructed so well. I took a deep breath and willed myself not to get distracted. "Running never solves anything you know,"
"You're wrong; running away is always better than facing reality," he sounded so determined that I didn't speak on the matter anymore.
"So are they your family?" I asked while climbing onto the bed. He looked up at me and hesitantly stood to sit on the edge of the massive canopy bed.
"No they aren't," he said it with so much disdain.
"Then what are they to you," he sighed.
"They took me in, in hopes of having me join their family," He said but it sounded rehearsed.
"You don't expect me to believe that do you?" He looked up at me.
"You have no choice Bella," he said ruefully. Think Bella, something is not right about this situation.
"If I leave, will you try to escape again?" He shook his head no.
"Good, I'll be right back." I said while sliding off the bed.
I opened my door and was not surprised to see Demetri leaning against the wall near it. He smirked at me before joining in beside me; matching his stride with mine. I stopped and turned to look at him, his polite demeanor was gone.
"Why are you following me?" He smiled.
"It is very easy to get lost; I was just ensuring that you got to where you needed to go without it having to come down to that." He said smoothly.
"I won't get lost." I snapped before continuing my walk down the long hall.
"Where are you going anyway Bella?" he asked from where I left him.
"I need to speak to Aro," He laughed.
"Aro's office is down that way Bella," he pointed in the opposite direction. "Would you like me to show you the way?"
"Shouldn't you be stalking Damien from outside my room?" I sneered. He picked up on my mood immediately and matched it with his own.
"I guess I would have to since you're unable to stop him from running away." I clenched my fists.
"I had it under control." I said through clenched teeth. "I didn't need your help,"
"Oh but I think you did Bella," he smiled.
"What happened to trying to be friends?" Earlier during my introduction, Demetri had talked to me about being friends.
"Nothing, I still want to be your friend." He looked over to me.
"Well you sure are not acting like it," he turned his head back.
"This is who I am Bella, yes I said I wanted to be your friend but I did not say anything about changing myself to your liking. You can either take me as I am or discontinue talking to me. Honestly I don't care which you choose, I just know that it will be easier for you if we were friends." Again with the hidden messages.
"What does that even mean," but before he could answer, a huge door opened before us.
"Ah Isabella, you wanted to talk to me?" Aro stood there with a huge cloak cascading over his shoulders. I turned around to say something to Demetri but he was gone.
"Yes I do," I walked in and the doors behind me closed.
"How are things with Damien, not too difficult I hope?" His concern did not meet his eyes.
"Things are fine." I grated out. "I have a couple of questions if you don't mind."
"I don't mind at all Isabella, what did you want to ask?" I smiled before sitting down.
"What year is it?" He looked confused.
"Well it is the year 2012," Three years; I've only slept for three years. I smiled in hope…maybe he hasn't forgotten me. "Is that all you needed to know?" His voice pulled me out of my daze.
"No, I have more," he nodded his head.
"Very well, continue then."
"Why are your eyes red? Why are everyone's eyes red?" This was my first encounter with vampires that weren't vegetarians.
"I am guessing that you are not accustomed to our type of vampires." I shook my head. "Well we are very much like you," in a quick second he was behind me, moving my hair away from my neck. "However you are so much more human than we are." He dropped my hair and walked back to his desk.
"So you drink human blood?"
"Yes, just like you," no, not just like me. I did not kill humans and something told me that they did,
"Do you kill the humans too?"
"Well we can't just let the change happen now can we? Newborns are very hard to control, too much of a bother if you ask me." Damien.
"Then why is Damien here?" He furrowed his brow and looked down then looked up at me with a strong glare.
"Oh, Damien is a very special Bella….we need him." Need.
"I'm not sure that I understand Aro," he cocked his head.
"Oh that is quite alright, in time you will see. Everything will fall into place quite nicely." He looked up at me with a hair-raising stare. "Is there anything else you would like to know Isabella?"
"No I guess not," I was still very confused. As I turned to leave, my attention flitted to a picture over the massive double doors.
The painting looked very old; the dust proved that. I squinted carefully and almost lost my balance when I saw who exactly was in the painting; I grabbed onto a small table and leaned onto it as images assailed my mind. I looked up into the eyes of the man that I had grown to see as a father figure…Carlisle.
"That was a very long time ago." Aro was beside me with a frown on his face. "It was a shame when he left us." Carlisle was not smiling in the picture but had a pained expression.
"Carlisle…you know Carlisle?" He turned to me, his off-white smile stretching across his face.
"Of course I do, he used to be a part of the guard." The guard?
"Guard?" He took a deep breath in and put his hands together as if praying.
"Yes...The Volturi Guard." Volturi.
"The Volturi enforce the laws for the vampires." Jasper spoke while his head rested on my lap. "When things get out of control, they fix the mess before the humans can figure out what really is going on."
"So they're like the police?" His laugh vibrated through my legs.
"Not even close." He lifted his head and immediately missed the contact. He must've sensed my discomfort because his hand grabbed mine. "The Volturi are feared by us all, they are not to be trusted at all."
'I don't get it."
"They kill humans Bella, without even having a second thought about who's mother or husband they are taking away. They don't care about feelings Bella, only about using people to get what they want."
"I used to do the same thing Bella." He ducks his head.
"Used to Jasper, but not anymore, you're different now." He looks up at me with complete love.
"Because of you I am." He pulls me into his arms and I let him hold me.
"Are you okay Bella?" I nod my head; feeling too immobilized by my memories of Jasper and of the information.
"I should- I should go…be with Damien," I stutter.
"Yes, that sounds like an excellent idea." I start back towards the door but pause when Aro calls my name. "We are so lucky to have found you." I turn and nod my head before running back to my room
Just as expected, Demetri is standing outside my door. He looks me up from head to toe before smirking at me. He is first to break the silence.
"I see you made it back on your own?" He asked politely
"Of course I did."
"I'm glad; I wasn't really in the mood to go searching for you," he laughed.
"So have you made up your mind?" He asked seriously?
"About?" he smiled and ran a hand through his hair; which seemed unlike him.
"Being friends Bella," he asked through clenched teeth. Why couldn't we be? This whole situation is strange but it never hurts to have someone on your side.
"I'd like that," I said while smiling even though I still felt something was off.
"Good," he stated plainly.
"Good?" he smiled.
"Were you expecting anything else?" I narrowed my eyes. He walked towards me causing me to step back. My back hit the wall and he laughed. He leaned down towards my neck and inhaled then exhaled causing me to shiver involuntarily.
"Good night Bella," he whispered in my ear before walking down the hall.
I could tell that he was smirking as he walked away. I kicked myself away from the wall and walked into the room. I wasn't sure what to make of that or of the whole Volturi thing so I pushed it to the back of my mind. Damien was sitting in the corner of the room; curled up in a ball. I looked at him and he looked up at me with complete dread.
"Tell me what's wrong Damien,"
"You smell so good," He said while clenching his eyes shut.
"I'm going to help you Damien…I promise." I sighed before falling to the ground with him.
The next morning I found myself still sitting next to Damien as he repeated over and over again. 'You smell so good.' Honestly I was tired of him already and just plain tired. I hadn't gotten the chance to sleep last night so I was bit cranky. Not to mention a little bit wary about Aro; his behavior last night was strange. I managed to pull Damien up to his feet and convince him to take a shower. When exited the room he looked refreshed and determined to get well.
"You look better," he smiled weakly.
"Thanks for sitting with me all night; I know I was really um…"
"Annoying? It's okay really, I've had worse," I patted the spot next to me and he trudged over to sit.
"So you've been doing this for a long time huh?" I looked at him. His red eyes were hard to look at so I turned away.
"Yes for longer than I can count," I lied; I just didn't want to remember how much of my life I've missed.
"So when will you sleep?"
"When you don't need me anymore," he closed his eyes as if processing what I'd just said.
"So all I have to do is not need you?"
"It's much more complicated than that Damien. You have to be completely cured of your thirst problem."
"I don't want to kill humans Bella." He looked down.
"Then why are you here?" Before he could answer, Demetri came into the room carrying a tray of food.
"Did you forget to knock?" Damien asked rudely.
"I don't remember this being your room Damien," he said calmly while placing the tray beside me.
"It doesn't matter; Bella isn't your friend you should've knocked." Demetri looked at me with a small smile.
"Actually Bella and I are friends, aren't we Bella." They both looked at me.
"Why are you too fighting over something so stupid as knocking." He smirked at Damien.
"Wait you two….please don't tell me you're his friend Bella," I rolled my eyes.
"This is getting ridiculous; of course I'm his friend Damien, just like I'm your friend."
"There's a big difference Bella," I sighed out loud.
"Yes you're right, I can do this," He pulled me into his arms and enveloped me in a hug. I didn't know what to do so I let my arms lay awkwardly at my sides. He smells unmistakably like human blood. "Without wanting to kill her." He released me. "While you can't even sit next to her." Damien was on the other side of the room.
"Demetri," I scolded. He laughed.
"I'll see you later Bella." He left the room.
"Damien, what is up with you too?" He shook his head while sliding to the floor.
"I hope you know what you're doing Bella," I was tired of the hidden messages so I ignored him while I ate. When I was done I set the tray on the small table next to me.
"Okay sit over here, you're making me feel like the bad guy" Wasn't I?" Damien was trying to tell me something but I was completely ignoring it.
"You're not trust me." I rolled my eyes and waited for him to walk over to me. When he finally did I pulled him into my arms.
"Demetri was wrong…you can hug me anytime you want." I meant it. I pulled away and watched as his eyes went from red to black. "Calm down Damien….prove them wrong." I placed my hand on his cheek. "Fight the urge."
His trembling body slowly stilled under my touch. I smiled and dropped my hand from his cheek. He breathed out as his eyes went from black to his normal red hue. He smiled.
"How did you do that?" he gasped?
"Do what?" I joked before sitting down on the bed.
"It was like one second I wanted to suck you dry and the next I was completely calm," he sat beside me.
"It's my job Damien." He frowned.
"Do you ever wish you weren't what you are now?" He asked slowly. I bit my lip and thought about it. If I wasn't what I am today then I would not have ever met Jasper and that's something I would never want to have missed.
"Sometimes I do but I learn to find the good in the bad," He scoffed before getting off the bed.
"There's no good in this Bella," He pointed to himself.
"Of course there is Damien; it's just going to take a while for you to see that."
"I will never. See. That." He was mad.
"Who changed you Damien?" he suddenly turned sad.
"I don't remember," he whispered. I got off the bed and stood in front of him.
"Not at all?" he shook his head.
"One minute I'm with my girlfriend at the museum enjoying the paintings and the next thing I'm latched onto her neck….I killed her Bella."
"Oh Damien," I pulled him into my arms and let him dry sob into my shoulder.
"She cried for me not to but I still did it…I'm a monster." I cringed at that word at more memories attacked my mind. Jasper wasn't a monster and neither is Damien.
"No Damien you're not," I pulled him away from me so I look him in the eye. "You are not a monster."
"You don't get it Bella," he was serious now. "I really am a monster."
"Damien you listen to me and you listen good…you are not a monster."
"I'm getting you killed; don't you think that means I'm a monster?"
"What are you talking about? How many times do I have to tell you that you can't kill me?"
"No I can't but they can, or at least you'll wish they did after they get to you."
"What the hell Damien!" he turned his back and sat on the ground, leaving me with even more questions than I had before.
So the Volturi woke her up! hmm i wonder where this is going? Does Demetri really want to be her friend or something else. And why is Damien acting so damn bipolar?
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