Vampire Prince

Disclaimer~ You've probably figured it out, no I don't own Twilight, it'd have been VERY different if I did ;3 har har.

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WARNINGS IN THIS CHAPTER~ Er, crazily OOC Emmett (yes, sorry), big of language, maybe violence although no gore.

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Long Drive towards the Nest

Funnily enough, despite the fact we were being chased by the law officials, FBI and possibly even the army (I hope that wasn't an exaggeration, but with there only being one way to end the war against vampires and be safe, I wouldn't be surprised) Edward didn't use his vampire speed to get us away.

When I asked the reason for this, he merely shrugged and replied, "I don't want you getting motion sickness." Right, hilarious. I had just been kidnapped, taken away from my parents after having crashed our car down a cliff in the pouring rain, which hadn't let up any at all since the incident, and he was worried I was going to get motion sickness? I'm pretty sure motion sickness was the least of my worries.

He didn't run for long, it was just a tad faster then human speed but nothing that would really blow my mind like his spit had done. I wanted to mentally slap myself for that, being fascinated with vampire spit? Just how gross does that really sound?

"What are you thinking?" The sudden question from Edward startled me from my thoughts, I looked up at him. He seemed, again, concerned, at least that's what I saw. It was difficult to tell, the light had pretty much left us since Edward drifted away from the road, along with the lights. We were headed for a more forest area, the rain pelting down on us. Was it traitorous to my kind if I said Edward looked sexy wet? Probably, but since they had pretty much betrayed me, I don't think I could really give much thought of resisting thinking. Besides, Edward couldn't read my mind; I was free to think what I liked.

But to answer this question... "Let's just say you don't want to know."

Edward looked confused. "I do, otherwise I wouldn't have asked."

"Just trust me, you don't want to know." Edward didn't reply to that and kept running at about a third of how fast he really could go, that I knew of.

After fifteen minutes of running, we arrived at what looked like a Jeep. Another vampire was waiting there already, what was his name again? Oh yes, James, not that the names really mattered to me. Vampires were the enemy, I never hear the soldiers in Iraq wanting to know the names, not really, only politically, which my situation clearly isn't. Since when did you give a shit about politics? Just listen in on everything and keep notes, they might be useful.

"About time! I was about to go running off to find you." The va- James called out, clearly agitated having to wait so long.

I looked up to see Edward's reaction, just a simple roll of the eyes. "I was being cautious; she could faint if I ran at high speeds."

James snorted. "Are you fucking kidding me, man?" Yes, that's what I thought too, James. "We have the cops chasing her, and us, then you order me to total her car, kidnap her and heading her into the den of bloodsuckers and you're worried she's going to faint from high speeds? What are you on?"

Edward growled, annoyed. "It wasn't convenient but it was necessary. I have to have her."

I turned slightly red, insulted at this. "Excuse me! I'm a person, not an object, so please at least show the decency of that!" Way to go, Bella, I mean that did take guts to say, but no offence, that was a stupid move on your part. I was a bit slow to realise what my subconscious meant. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean..."

Edward shook his head. "No, don't be sorry, you're right, I should treat you with more respect; give you the respect you deserve."

James made a gagging sound in the background.

Edward looked up and glared at him. "Please, you have little right to mock me since you do have Victoria."

James rolled his eyes. "We simply just made hot animal sex, not this whole... fluff stuff."

Edward raised an eyebrow. "Fluff stuff?"

A glare was returned in his direction. "You know what I mean; Emmett's going to have a field trip seeing you being turned into a soft bunny of fluff." Edward's only reply was a growl, which caused me to vibrate somewhat. It felt really strange, but there was little I could do about it but put up with it.

"So, we headed back to Aro or what?" James was clearly impatient, I was so glad he wasn't the one choosing me as a mate.

Edward sighed, annoyed. "Yes, we will travel by Jeep, or at least Isabella and I shall."

I decided to cut in, not liking the fact that they were talking about me as if I wasn't even here. "Look, I just want to get out of the rain, so..." I had the urge to raise my voice, but James looked dangerous, even more so then Edward. Well, if I hadn't known Edward was a vampire, I'd have thought him a charitable person, helping others in need, not exactly the porn star outside he puts on.

"Of course, sorry Isabella, I didn't-" He stopped suddenly before he tensed. James materialized in front of us, as did four other vampires who came out of nowhere.

"What's going on?" I asked, my voice rose slightly. Nobody answered, but Edward was tensed, ready to run. "Somebody tell me what-" A howl interrupted whatever words were about to emerge. That answered my question, then. "The wolves...?"

Edward turned and quickly put me in the Jeep front seat. "Sit here and don't move, we'll deal with them, but don't think about running, because I'll hear you before you run." He didn't even need to threaten me; I wasn't going to chance someone's life just to save my own. The fact that the state counted on my co-operation with the vampires didn't escape my notice, in a way that made me seem like what I was doing was something heroic and extremely self sacrificing... I suppose it is, in a way.

Edward shut the door, not bothering to lock it. Why would he? He could outrun me as if I were an ant compared to him being a human and having a race. No competition. He turned back to the group of vampires and he nodded. Was there a reason he acted strange sometimes?

"Yes, they're coming, be ready for them."A slight pause, before Edward looks at one of the vampires, a male, late 20s, perhaps early 30s looking vampire but quite the body guard looking kind. "I hear four of them, Jacob, Sam, Quil and Paul." I'm sure I resembled those nice white curtains you find at weddings and funerals. Four werewolves would not be able to beat fully trained vampire guards, especially not if they were outnumbered four to five. Not seriously outnumbered but outnumbered nonetheless.

Edward turned his head to another vampire and growled. "No, attack only if they attack, we made a deal." Was he really answering somebody else's thoughts? "Steady, control yourselves!"

"Sorry, Your Highness." One of the vampires replied. Your Highness! What is he, a prince or something? Yeah, the prince of Persia, if anything. I kept the joke to myself, for the moment.

"Here they come!" Another shouted from the distance, clearly trying to warn me as well as the coven. How many vampires were there? They were acting in a stance, as if they were ready for an army to come after them. I knew we were at war, but they were clearly experienced in some way.

Within a few more seconds after the warning, a loud thumping noise sounded. It was heavy and numerous, like elephants. The wolves. I knew it was them, what are they doing!

Before long, I saw the figure of Sam, slowing down upon seeing a large coven of vampires surrounding the area where I was not necessarily kept prisoner, but awaiting either way. His group, himself Jacob, Quil and Paul, he probably hadn't expected to be outnumbered, but alas, they were. Jacob didn't seem to be discouraged from the fact that there was no hope for even attempting a fight.

"Why have you come?" Edward, the so-called prince (so far as I know) asks Sam.

The reply he got was a snarl and the shake of the head.

"No, I cannot allow that." Edward didn't seem sorry at all, at least that answered the whole reading minds question.

Sam snarled again, taking a step forward.

"We will make good on our deal, the Mayor agreed that in exchange for Isabella's freedom, we will give Washington freedom from our kind. If any fail to regard what shall become a law, you are free to do as you wish with them, although it would be more humane-" Edward used that tone sharply, as if pointing something out, but what I cannot fathom. "if you were to dispose of them as quickly as possible."

Sam didn't make any visible reply.

"Not heartless, but you have no right to say such a thing. Your kind can be just as heartless as our kind could be, do not disregard what you had done."

Sam was back to snarling, this time Jacob joined in.

"I wasn't regarding Emily, although that is a prime example of just how dangerous you are, although you didn't intend for it to happen, it happened nonetheless. It was your doing, you make mistakes just as we make mistakes, yet you have the audacity to completely disregard our feelings, guilty or not, for that fact, and take matters into your own hands, without listening to reason nor hearing of our words?" That speech really made me wonder how old Edward really was; nobody in our time of age would ever speak like that.

Jacob made a reply, stepping forward, however, Sam stood more forward in front of Jacob, cutting him off and preventing him from doing something stupid. Jacob, don't be pulling your retard card. Sam turned back to glare at Edward.

Edward snarled, something Sam had replied obviously wasn't something he was happy about. "I care not, we broke no rules, and yet you punished us regardless. If anyone is at fault for the chaos that has ensued in America, it would be you, your pack and your foolishness." Edward stepped back, standing up straight, as he had crouched down in agitation somewhere during the speeches he made. "If you had stuck to the treaty, none of this would've happened. You know of my family, we were a peaceful family, yet you disregarded that and brought upon a war, you have yourself to thank for that." Edward was about to turn, but Sam barked, a deep wolf bark.

Edward turned back, too fast for me to catch a glimpse at his eye colour, but I was pretty sure it was black by now. "Insults will not undo what has been done, I had no choice! I couldn't allow my family be tracked down by your mutts, I forbade it!"

Jacob snapped suddenly, snarling and leaps at Edward. He stood no chance, Edward, faster then I could see, sent Jacob backwards towards his pack.

"Stay back, don't attack!" Edward ordered his coven, which had moved to aid him. They remained stood, but glared towards the shifters. "Sam, I will disregard that move made by your pup, but if it should happen again, I will not be so kind."

Sam snarled, louder then he had before, but made no move to attack Edward, although he seemed really tempted to.

"I gave him a chance, something you never did, now who is the monster?" Edward snorted, as if disgusted. "I will never forgive you for what you have done, even if many lifetimes pass for humans and yet not for you, I will never forgive nor forget."

Sam didn't seem to reply to that comment, but he seemed to look guilty. When had the wolves done something like this, that could possibly bring out this reaction?

"Now I ask, do you accept the terms given, hers for your peoples' and the humans of Washington's freedom? Or do you risk fighting with us to save her and hope to end this war?" I take back when I had said Edward seemed nicer then your average vampire. Of course, he hadn't eaten me yet (or was the term drank from me?) but to ask someone a question like that... to put the whole of a states' answer on one single person, was beyond cruel.

Sam remained silent for the longest period of time. The tension was thick into the air, I'm sure if there was a clock here, it'd be the loudest thing despite there being police sirens sounding in the distance.

After minutes of this had passed, Edward nodded before turning towards the Jeep, which I still had been hiding in. The driver's seat had been soaked through the rain getting through the lowered window, which was probably the only reason I had been able to hear as much as I had done.

"What's happening? What's going on?" I demanded. Even if I was kidnapped by these vampires, I certainly wasn't going to act like it. This vampire didn't seem like he was going to let out his anger, simply because I ask questions, or rather demand them.

Edward, however, didn't answer, simply got into the drivers seat, turned on the engine and drove off, leaving the vampire coven and the wolf pack behind. It wasn't long until I heard the wolf cry from Jacob, but it wasn't one of physical pain, but of emotional pain. My heart clenched, maybe it was wrong of me to try to push Jacob back so hard. He had been a good friend, despite how annoyingly clingy he could get, but he had meant no harm... well, intentionally anyway. He had simply been convinced, by himself or by somebody else, that I was just his muse, his other half, when that hadn't been the case. The pack said so themselves, Jacob hadn't imprinted on me, so what was the use of simply using me until he found his other half?

"Are you alright?" Edward's voice broke me from my thoughts, because it had surprised me. I still hadn't expected him to be so nice, even if I was his so called 'mate'. The book, which I still held tightly to my chest, much like I was gripping onto my sanity which was held inside the book, had noted that the pair would care deeply for each other, yet the sex was animalistic, any sexual moments could make the other snap. Since I wasn't a vampire and wasn't feeling that... erotic, for the moment, I doubted the person who would snap would be myself. You have to understand my situation, of course, fate didn't really give a shit about that, I wondered if it ever did.

I looked away and simply answered the usual, very Bella-like, "I'm fine." Whilst, truthfully, I was anything but. I wiped my eyes angrily, hating my body betraying the poker face I was attempting to put on. My parents were still left in the van, even if help had arrived for them, I was still worried. I was probably never going to be able to see them again, the last thing I heard from them was my dad yelling at me to not be so stubborn. Did fate have to pull me away from my parents on such bad terms? How could I possibly be fine with my parents left behind, not even being able to say goodbye to their only daughter?

"You're lying." I looked back at Edward, irritated that he saw right through me, much like the glass from a window. Peeping in without permission, yet so easy to do.

"Maybe I just don't want to talk about it." Was my reply. Edward wasn't going to let it drop, however. Typical for a stuck up Prince.

"Your parents will be fine; they're in the ambulance now and awake." He kept a poker face, but I could just about spot something in his eye, something he probably didn't want me to see, either that or it was awakening.

"That's not the problem." I snapped back, trying to sound bitter but more just... broken, I suppose was the best word to describe it. I had just lost my parents, not in the literal sense that they were dead, but that I had been kidnapped with no hope of escape.

Edward didn't reply to that, for a good five minutes anyway. "The pack will be fine as well, none of them were harmed." My only answer to that was the roll of my eyes. Edward rolled the window up, stopping the rain from coming in a second before there was a clap of thunder. I jumped slightly, but nothing more, I doubt anything could take me by surprise anymore, for today.

Edward finally sighed when the sound of thunder passed, but not stopping. "I know, I would say I'm sorry but I'm not."

I faced him, furious. "Of course not, your kind are the most selfish creatures on the planet. You completely disregard anybody else's feelings and just go with your instincts; you're more like animals then human."

Edward flinched slightly at that remark, but I didn't apologise for speaking the truth. "To a certain extent, you are correct." Edward looked at me, before looking down at the book that I held. He seemed to recognise it. "Even if you were to read about it, you would never understand."

I raised an eyebrow. "Understand what?"

"The effects of mating."

I shuddered slightly; I hadn't wanted to think of that. "How is it different from what I read in the book?"

Edward smiled, still not looking at the road, which was worrying me. Vampire or not, how could you drive without looking? "What you read was merely precautions, they do not tell the full extent of what vampire mating is. It is a long and complicated thing that happens only once in a vampire's lifetime, if it should ever happen. I like to imagine it much like to the swan, vampires mate for life, they may look charming from afar, but if you get close, you notice just how truly terrifying they can be."

I found it hard to imagine a swan being dubbed as 'terrifying', but then again, if I hadn't had known Edward was a vampire, I would have thought that about him too.

"Vampire mates are maintained much the same as the birds as well. They mate for life, they don't forget their mates, at least not easily, but for vampires, we never forget. We are territorial, just like swans, and we fight to protect what is ours, mates especially. If you think about it, most predators are indeed beautiful in their own way. Think of the Tiger, majestic, wondrous, yet one of the biggest top predators in the food chain. They fear nothing, not even humans, not even vampires."

I looked at Edward through the corner of my eyes. "That still doesn't class you as anything more human."

Edward sighed, "That was not the objective, I was merely reassuring you that being a mate to a vampire is not as horrendous or deplorable as you may think."

"I was taken against my will, although you know what my answer would've been, it still doesn't change the fact that you did still steal me away."

Edward flinched, good, I'm glad that had some effect on him. "Whilst I feel sorry you feel that way, I'm not sorry for doing it."

I rolled my eyes. "I know, but I'm not sorry for voicing out my opinions, even if they hurt sometimes."

Edward nodded, before finally turning to face the road. My stiffened form relaxed, at least a little. "That seems logical; I would be worried if you weren't going to." Edward looked back at me through the corner of his eyes. "You realise that I would be able to drive this car with my eyes closed, without even veering away from driving in a straight line?"

I knew he wasn't trying to be smug, just to reassure me, but I couldn't help but feel downgraded. "Yes, a vampire could pretty much do anything, I have realised that."

Edward sighed again. "You realise that isn't what I..." He paused. "The other vampires are heading back to Canada; we should get going as well."

My eyes bulged out of my head. "Canada!" I was shocked enough to drop the book I had kept close to my side. "Why Canada?"

Edward smiled. "Did you not know? That is where the Master Vampire of the whole of America, both North and South, is residing in. Nobody would think to look there, the temperature doesn't bother us, but we needed to be kept in an area where no human would reach without becoming too exhausted to escape. Even as we are vampires and near enough indestructible, Aro didn't want to take any chances on humans finding us. He had already failed in his quest to keep vampires a secret, when the shifters let out the secret, since they had figured if they hid the fact that they were dangerous themselves, our kind would become something of an animalistic figure to humans."

Edward then frowned, turning away. "That's exactly what happened, we became degraded, even those who wished for nothing more then to live peacefully." His wrists curled around the steering wheel, the plastic and metal screeching in protest against his strength. "We were the ones who suffered for it. Yes, there are some vampires that are sadistic and enjoy inflicting pain on others, but isn't it the same for you humans too?"

I wanted to protest, but how could I? I knew not all of us humans were perfect and wanted simply peace and a loving family. There were some out there that I knew found joy in violence. When Edward put it as he had, it made sense, at least more sense then it used to.

"Ok, so you do have a valid point, but you have to understand, you are a lot stronger then us, don't we have the right to act in panic?"

Edward nodded but didn't turn his head away from the road. Good, I was having enough of a panic attack to see the car going-

"A hundred and twenty!(1)" I gasped and clung as tight to the seat as I could. "Slow down! I don't want to hit an accident at this speed!" Edward was about to turn his head to look at me, meaning away from the road! "And keep those eyes on the road!"

Edward blinked, he seemed surprised. Couldn't he see how fast we were going!

"I am a respectable person to the law, Charlie's a cop, remember?" My voice had that certain tone of 'duh' to it. Edward's face relaxed, when had it tensed again?, before he then looked back towards the road.

"You panic about the smallest of things."

"Yes, well you might be able to escape being crushed to death if we crash, but I for one am not fond of turning into a metallic meatball."

Edward pulled a face; I'd imagine him thinking about a Bella meatball right now.

"That was not meant to be a pun, before you get any ideas."

Edward smirked, "I know." Then he frowned. "But I won't let anything hurt you, so you shouldn't have to worry about such things." I had to fight the urge to roll my eyes. I didn't want to do it visibly, in case it made me seem anymore human then I had already proven, and yes that was the reason, the fact that it could've hurt Edward's feelings did not pass through my thoughts (whilst technically, it did).

"Can... can we just stop on the side, for a minute?" I needed a moment to walk, simply walk back and forth to contemplate these facts in my head.

Edward nodded his head, before pulling the Jeep over the curb. "Another vampire should be joining us soon; just a warning that he might be a bit... enthusiastic, when he sees you, is that alright?"

I nodded my head, even though it really wasn't. I had had enough of vampires for one day, although there were still some things I couldn't figure out. I opened the door before heading towards the empty grassland that hinted to the forest area further onwards. I paced back and forth, hearing Edward closing his car door. The rain had stopped, probably along the way whilst I was traumatized (my version of being traumatized) having a vampire driving me from Forks, heading northwards towards Canada at a hundred and forty miles per hour! Video games could travel that fast, but trying to do that in real life was a no go for me. I'd suspect that Charlie would faint had he heard about this, hopefully he never will.

"So, garlic?"

Edward shrugged when I turned to see his response. "I hear its good as bread."

"Crosses?"

"I'm not a Christian no, but crosses are a nice symbol to worship."

"Stake?"

Edward smirked. "You've got to be kidding."

"Holy water?"

"What's so 'holy' about it?"

I threw my hands up in the air "C'mon! There's got to be something! Bats?"

Edward snorted. "I wish."

"Fangs?"

Edward's smile grew to an open mouthed smile. Open enough for me to spot them. Yes, the fair trade vampire fangs, a pair of long canines reaching a good 10cm long.

"Ok, at least we got one thing right." Edward chuckled in response, before closing his mouth completely. "Isn't that uncomfortable?"

"Not really, with skin as hard as rock, you don't really notice. We are the walking dead, you know."

I scrunched my face up. Being mated with an undead being didn't really sound so satisfying to me.

"Coffins?"

"I don't fancy the cobwebs, although sleep would be a nice reward, had it not been taken from us."

"You don't sleep?" Edward shook his head. I was surprised by this; I had thought that vampires would always need sleep, even if they were undead. "Ever?"

"Never, the last time I slept was in about a hundred and nine years." I wasn't quite sure that my jaw was connected to my head anymore, but gathering that Edward hadn't gone all 'frenzied' on me, I figured my jaw was still attached to my head.

"And what about... your diet?"

Edward seemed to tense slightly at that, but gathered himself after a deep breath. "Yes, we drink blood, human blood. Although I'm sure you've read about eye colour differences. My eyes, as you can see, are red, I'm clearly a human drinker." I tensed, an instinctual reaction, but I relaxed myself, willing myself to stand tall. "I used to be an animal drinker, but I changed after this war occurred, I had no choice."

"How can you have no choice?" I almost yelled, but I kept the volume low.

"We were at war, Isabella, animal blood makes us weaker, it's like... I cannot describe it exactly or accurately, but my guess is that it's like a human living only on tofu. It keeps you strong, but you're never fully satisfied. (2) Human blood makes the vampire stronger, so I've had no choice, as being a member of the vampire army, to have to drink human blood."

"And if you stopped?"

Edward tensed at that. "It's like in World War Two, they don't accept cowards, any fleeing will be executed." I wanted to yell at him, call him a selfish, inconsiderate bastard, but he cut me off as if he really did read my mind. "I'm doing this for my family, not for myself. Understand that first before you judge my actions."

I blinked. "How can I understand something that possibly happened before I was even born?"

Edward shook his head. "This all happened just two years ago, Isabella, you were fifteen at the time, old enough to understand and yet... you believe it's lasted longer." Edward put a hand to his chin, the thinking position, I dubbed it. "Now, why would that be?"

I threw my hands up. "I am not getting into the middle of your 'political' debate with humans, vampires and werewolves."

"The true term is shifters."

"Like I give a crap right now, I just want to get this kidnapping over with."

Edward chuckled. "You're acting awfully calm for a hostage."

I crossed my arms, rolled my eyes and looked down at the ground; it was probably a lot less irritating then the moving dead in front of me. "I'm arguing with the dead, I think I stand a better chance keeping calm then telling myself I'm insane." I sighed. "Ok, the sun, what about the sun?"

Edward shifted. "Well..."

I looked up at Edward with a raised eyebrow. "You really turn to ashes under the sunlight?"

"No, not exactly..."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I was getting impatient; couldn't the arrogant arse just admit he burns under the sun much like an ant under a microscope?

"No, the sunlight doesn't hurt or kill."

The eyebrow went right up again as I saw Edward acting... nervous? Surely not. And was that embarrassment I caught? "Then, what does it to?"

Edward hesitated; he didn't seem to want to answer. I was about to push again when I was interrupted by what I expected to be an eight year old kid, but was in fact seen more as a giant teddy bear of doom.

"EDDIE, DUDE!" Eyes widening, I turned my head to see an almost 7 foot big guy running semi vampire speed towards Edward. Was that a fucking yeti or what!

Edward's eyes widened as well. "Emmett! Remember what Esme said about-!" Whatever Edward was going to say was lost as the so called Yeti known as Emmett hugged, more like tackled, Edward to the ground. "Gah!"

I blinked several times, watching as Emmett snuggled against Edward as if he were the giant teddy bear, and not the other way around. "Eddie boy, why wasn't I allowed to join with the wolf attack?"

"Because a, it wasn't an attack and b, you would act like this, aren't you meant to be more mature being older when you changed?"

"Nope." Emmett popped at the 'p', before standing up, carrying Edward up still locked into that hug.

"I take it this is The Emmett?" I questioned, I mean, who else could it be? This seemed to be the vampire Edward mentioned that liked hugging, a lot.

"Naturally." Edward rolled his eyes before he smacked Emmett's hands away like the man telling his dog to get off.

Emmett, who had seemed to only just notice I was in the room, looked me up and down before his eyes lit up like the child he was acting like. "Oh, is this Belly Bear?"

Ok, that name was not cool. "Who you calling Belly Bear?"

Emmett simply laughed before he came up to me, quicker then I could react, and hugged me, twirling me around like some princess. "Well, you're the Belly Bear for my dear Eddie boy, every boy needs his teddy." Emmett boomed in laughter as he put me down before I'd screech in his ear, 'get me the fuck down before I tug your ears!'

"Stop calling me Eddie! It's Edward, Edward Masen." The last name was especially drawn out as if to remind Emmett of something. How could anyone forget a last name?

Emmett flicked his hand. "Yeah whatever, anyway Belly Bear, the names Emmett, Emmett McCarty." He held out his hand for me to shake. I took it hesitantly and shook his hand.

"First vampire who bothered to introduce himself properly, well sort of." I smiled slightly. Emmett was hard to hate, despite being a vampire. I wasn't even sure if he really was a true vampire, he acted like nothing the Quileutes described as.

Emmett smiled a big goofy smile. "By the way, no offence, but you both stink of dogs." Emmett simply shrugged. "It's hard to get rid of, so maybe take a bath or something before we head on over camp?"

"Wait, what? Bath?"

Edward sighed. "Emmett, I'm not sure we have that much time, no place is going to offer us a hotel room now that the public know of Bella's predicament. Only vampires are going to be near her and no human would openly invite a vampire into a hotel."

"We're not going to end up sleeping in the car, are we?"

Emmett grinned. "Well, you are anyway, but I gave up sleeping." He shrugs. "If you ever wanna get inside a hotel, you gotta look like a man, but you look very lady like so I see."

Edward looked horrified. "Pardon me, but surely you can't be insinuating we force Isabella into something completely humiliating just to get into a hotel to stop for the night?"

It made sense to me. "It sounds like a good idea, really, anything is better then the car, it gives me back ache."

Edward didn't look happy. "Isabella, you really don't have to, I'm sure we can camp outside without the trouble of-"

"No, I'd rather take the chance of the hotel." Edward sighed but didn't argue.

"Very well, Emmett, how are we to go about this?"

Emmett grinned before clicking his knuckles. "First, hide the hair and get some sports cap on, they're the 'it' these days, maybe grab a skateboard, you ride one of those?" I shook my head. "Skates?" Again, I shook my head.

"Balance is minus ten, I can hardly walk on a straight path, let alone on wheels." I glared at Edward before he could even smirk, he clearly remembered but his smirk didn't reach as far as it could've, he probably still lived in the 19th century where girls wore dresses or skirts and corsets, where it seemed like an insult for a girl to be dressing up and acting as a boy.

"Skip those then, trainers! You have to have trainers, baggy jeans, baggy clothes, baggy everything. If we keep it baggy, people shouldn't be able to tell, just keep that chest of yours from showing." Edward growled slightly, probably hearing something he didn't like from Emmett's mind. "But dude, dudes don't have boobs, that's a big give away, I was just saying!"

Edward grumbled, "At least keep your voice down and pictures away, surely you have that much decency."

Emmett shrugged. "Hey, I'm an open person, don't blame me for you not being a nosey parker, you should just turn that thing off."

Edward growled out, "It doesn't turn off; I am bound to this for the rest of my eternal life. Most likely stuck with you for most of my eternal life too."

Emmett grabbed Edward into a choke hold, by the looks of things. Cue for anime sweat drop effect right on my head, since I had no choice but to watch them squabble like siblings. If they hadn't been the fact that their surnames were different and that they looked nothing alike, then I'd have believed them to be siblings.

"Ah, you know you love me just making your life that much more fun. I mean, without me some people may believe you have no life."

"I have plenty of entertainment to entertain myself, thank you." Edward was trying his best not to snarl.

"Dude, playing the piano for three days straight and following the Volturi like some soldier under a leash (3) is not what we define as having a life."

Edward growled again and struggled to get out of his comrades grasp, but failing miserably. I'm guessing Edward's expertise was hearing them making the move before they do it, aka not getting caught in the first place.

"Well, I shan't apologise for having the same interests as you clearly do."

"Dude, you used to love playing baseball! Then you just became all boring as soon as you join up with those Volturi. I mean, it's your life but dude, seriously, you are dull."

Edward managed to shrug out of Emmett's grasp and snorted. "I care little for other peoples opinions on mine own life. I hear their thoughts despite them trying to whisper, Emmett, I already know what they think. I care not."

Emmett threw up his hands. "I swear you are the most bi-polar dude ever! Can't you speak 21st century? That language there died years ago. Gangster is so the best right now!"

I decided to cut in. "Er, Emmett, not everyone talks like they came from the back alleys of rapster ville. Can we just hurry and get to a hotel before someone else sees us?"

Edward sobered up, his eyes returning to their usual red colour. "Of course, Emmett you remembered your glasses?"

"Of course, I'm not that dumb." Emmett pulled out a pair of sunglasses, before putting them on. "Radical, dude."

Edward rolled his eyes, ignoring his obviously still overenthusiastic companion. He brought out his own pair of sunglasses, putting his on also. I hated to admit, but he looked hot in sunglasses. Then again, he was a vampire, of course he was going to look hot in anything, even if he tried the tramp look, he'd make a tramp look sexy. That is just simply unfair, at least in some people's opinions.

Edward then brought out another pair, handing them to me. "It'd be best to cover your eyes, just in case they recognise you. Plus, if you were guised like us, it'd make it less suspicious."

I wasn't so sure about that. "Wouldn't it make them more suspicious, like maybe us posed as drug dealers?"

Emmett shrugged. "Probably, who gives a shit about drug dealers here anyway? It's vampires that are the big no no's around here."

Edward sighed, clearly fed up with Emmett already. A phone rang from somewhere, the tune 'Voodoo child' rang on. Now Edward was glaring at an amused Emmett.

"Hey, don't look at me, Pixie's fault."

Edward rolled his eyes in answer and took out his phone, a simple one surprisingly; I had expected a blackberry or something of the sorts. He answered the phone with a sharp, "Yes?" A few moments later, he simply nodded, gave his thanks and hung up.

"That sounded very welcoming." I grumbled, mostly to myself, but I knew the other vampires would hear me anyway.

"Alice says we're good to go, we shouldn't have any problems if we use the cloak."

Emmett nodded his head. "You mean the red one?"

Edward raised an eyebrow. "Yes, the red one, unless you have some other weird coloured cloak back in the Jeep?"

Emmett shook his head. "Didn't think that'd be a good idea, she'd stick out like a-"

Edward winced. "Please, don't." Edward turned to head back into the Jeep. "Let's go whilst the timing is right."

"Oh! Belly Bear, you put this thing on?" Emmett disappeared and reappeared in a flash, holding out what looked like a red cloak. I had never seen it before, yet it looked oddly familiar. I shook my head, no need to think about that when it gives me the chance to go quietly and not risk anybody's life.

"Sure, looks comfy." The cloak was too big for me, so my hands had seemed to have been chopped off from the looks of it, with the bottom scraping across the dirty and muddy grass. I lifted the back up, much like it was a dress being too long (which it almost was, practically) and hurried to the front seat of the Jeep, knowing Edward would want me to sit next to him, regardless if it was a two minute drive or an hour long drive.

The drive didn't last long; miraculously there was a hotel along the way from the motorway. It didn't look that homey and had certainly seen better days, but I couldn't care less, my mind was about ready to black out right there in the Jeep. I couldn't even stand it seemed, as Edward opened the door on my side before I even heard him approach and picked me up, bridal style.

"Put me down." I ordered, but it was a pathetic attempt, even if he was a human being. Charlie had taught me some self defence moves, but against a statue, I wouldn't give it a try, but even if this was a human rapist taking me away, I would have difficulty beating him with a mind half about ready to drop dead.

"I would, but then you're barely able to stand, I don't think it best to chance it." Edward chuckled, leaning forward to kiss my forehead. I tried to flinch back and away, but my mind was just too exhausted. So far, I'd been almost forced into a kiss by Jacob, saved by a vampire who knocked said Jacob unconscious, been printed down as wanted to the whole state of Washington, involved in a car accident caused by vampires with my parents being sent to the hospital and my becoming a hostage, not to mention the shifters tried to bargain me back from the vampires, or threatened, either way, they gave up and finally I'm arriving at a hotel with a couple of vampires who I believe are more like siblings then anything else.

Could anything else possibly happen to surprise me?

"Welcome! Can I help you boys?" Apparently so, I also appear to be male, or at least from the voice, the female receptionist is just simply blind or ignoring me over the two vampires being as flirty as possible. You could get anything with that dirty trick, I knew because I'd done it too, with Jacob back when I wanted more information about the war and why my father was acting all out and panic some nights.

"Yes, please, we need a single room for two; my partner is exhausted after a big job. You don't mind? We'll keep quiet and pay extra." That was Edward's voice, of course trying the innocent act. What a load of-.

"Oh my, of course! Here, room 204, that should do. I hope your friend gets better soon! Did you want me to keep you low profile and private too?"

"Yes please, that would be very helpful."

"O-okay, gentlemen, I hope you enjoy your stay." What a stupid cow, can she not see the unnatural beauty? The sunglasses and cloaks were enough to tell you they were bad people, and she even offers to keep quiet about their location! What has the world come to? No wonder crime rates are so high, better keep that little info to myself, don't want to burst one of Charlie's blood vessels with this.

"Thank you very much." With that final note, I feel us moving again, up the stairs rather then the elevator.(4) I suppose it didn't matter to a vampire, the elevator simply moved for you.

A door opened and, finally, we seemed to be in the room, but it was rather dark and I couldn't bring myself to open my tired out eyes. I felt something soft underneath as I was put down, on the bed most likely, then a pair of cold lips, yes that's Edward's, on my forehead.

"Sleep well, my Isabella." Then it went quiet.

...

Well, I don't blame the girl, she is just human remember. I'm trying my best at keeping OOC to a minimum, but I totally overdid the whole childish Emmett. I think this Emmett is awesome though, full of crack rofl.

I can't promise faster updates, school hates me, so does writers block, but I'll give it my best, thanks for being patient!

You know the drill, review please, critism are accepted so long it's reasonable, flames will be used on your arses should you dare try (go on, I dare you).

~Blackie

Side notes~

(1) This is in Miles Per Hour.

(2) Yes, I stole this from the book, sue me.

(3) I'm aware this is an American word, I know it as 'lead', but I remembered at the last minute it's 'leash' xD

(4) Again, this is an American word. I say 'lift', because that's what it does. What do you call a lift or elevator when it goes down, though?