~ Izzy ~

"Bella? I mean. . .Izzy?" I looked up at Carlisle and shook my head, I then looked at Peter who stood right in front of me.

He seemed to understand my look as he sighed before speaking, "Darlin'. . .Edward came by. He was worried for ya. . we didn't trust him, then we realized we had to. Darlin', you're bein' hunted."

I chuckled bitterly, "That isn't a surprise, Peter, I'll always be hunted. Even when I don't remember who it is I am."

A ringtone filled the room and Peter handed me my phone, "Hello?" I answer rubbing my head from a headache.

"Izzy, Izzy, Izzy, didn't think I'd find you, huh?" I growled at the voice on the phone.

"What do you want?" I ask feeling nothing but anger, all the pain leaving my veins.

"Whatever did I want?"

I smirked and stood up, "You ain't gettin' it, but you will be seeing me soon. Let's see how strong you are now."

I hung up and looked at Peter, "Where are my clothes?"

"Darlin', ya need ta —."

"Where. Are. My. Clothes?"

He sighed running a hand through his pale blonde hair, "Follow me"

I followed him to Jasper's room and there were all the clothes I had left, in the same place. I frowned and Peter walked out. I touched a shirt on the floor and dropped it soon after.

• 3rd PoV •

Jasper fell on the floor, pain, sadness, and self loathing being the only feelings he had. He wanted his mate back. What ever her name was.

He didn't care if she had a scar on her face, a missing arm, and a bald head, he only wanted for his mate to never leave them. He looked stood up and walked to the window ready to run to the Volturi.

Then he remembered something.  He had Izzy's locket, the one he keep until she showed up.

He knew she thought he did not love her, but she was wrong.

He and Emmett could not love her more. . . He looked up and saw someone so beautiful. In someone's arms. It was her.

With this knowledge he stayed alive. For the angel in the sky.  "You're my angel, in the sky." he muttered closing his eyes.

~ Two months later

"Jas?" Emmett muttered coming in. Jasper looked at him and met his eyes.  "Jas, C—.'

I gasped loudly holding my chest, I wiped away my tear and got changed.  I put on a crimson colored shirt, that was crossed at the back, and some black leather like pants. I put on some black high heels, and brushed through my black hair noticing how it had grown.

I noticed something on his desk and felt even more sad and guilty at the fact they were drawings of me.  I sighed and took out a sheet of paper.  I began to draw with a pen, and when I was done, I put on some of my lipstick and kissed the sheet.

I walked downstairs and saw everyone looking at me. "It's rude to stare."

They immediately looked away and I walked to the door, "I'll be where I showed y'all the true-ish me."

Before they said anything, I took off running. When I arrived I looked and noticed a new guard. With red eyes.

I walked past everyone waiting hearing profanities shouted my way, "I have a couple more people comin' around. Let then through. I suggest you also let all these pople in, too.  They will want ta see what's going to happen."

I say walking past the paralyzed person. When I walked in a space formed for me. I walked in and got by the fighting area.  People got out and I saw who was looking at me.

"I didn't think you'd show."

I smirked, "And miss the opportunity to hurt you? Awe, babe, you were wrong."

Soon the others showed up and they gasped, "Laurent?" a girl asked, Irina.

"Ready to die?" I ask as I jumped in and the fight began.