Language: English

Rating: Rated: M

Genre: Hurt/Comfort/Drama

CHAPTER 11: CHAPTER 11: EPILOGUE

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. All rights go to Stephanie Meyer

Revenge is a dish best served cold:

The Hunt

Epilogue

-TEN YEARS LATER-

I SIGHED as I ran my hands through her hair, de-tangling her thick curls. A smile lit up her face as she told me of how she used to sneak into the zoo and pet the lions and tigers. A spark glinted in her eyes and I couldn't help but smile as she wrinkled her nose. Her eyes met mine and she sucked in a breath. I stared at her in wonder. "What did I ever do to deserve you, my sweet Maggie?" She smiled, burying her face in my neck as she curled into me.

"Everyone needs saving, Ella. I saved you and you saved me. I love-"

"You!" I looked up in surprise as the door flew open. I rolled my eyes as I saw that it was Heidi.

"Aro wants to see you in his study. Now." She raised her nose slightly to look down on me. I pouted, standing languidly as I sashayed over to her, trapping her against the door. I heard her suck in a breath as she looked up into my eyes, being a good five inches shorter.

"Oh Heidi, you wound me with your insulting dismissal of my presence. Do you not want to see me either?" I pouted and leaned in closer to her, eyes on her own cupid bows lips. Her eyes fluttered closed and I smirked, pressing my lips to corner of hers. My shoulder's shook with silent laughter as I sauntered off.

My smile disappeared instantly as I rounded the corner and a frown replaced it. That little daydream of Maggie and I was...unacceptable. It was a show of weakness and I couldn't afford to be weak. Especially not here. I'd demonstrated how powerful I am, and I had a reputation to uphold. I couldn't afford for anyone to doubt or challenge me.

"Isabella," my name was breathed airily. I saw Jane standing outside of Aro's study, hand resting on the doorknob.

"Jane, darling. You have a lovely figure but that dress does you no justice," I said, smirking at her. She stiffened, before smiling back and turning the doorknob. Inside, Aro sat at his desk, legs propped up and pen in hand as he twisted it and played with it. Felix, Demetri and Alec already stood in there to the side.

"Jane, Isabella. You're late." He cocked a brow and I fought a scowl.

"My apologies, Master Aro," Jane started, bowing slightly. He nodded and turned his steely gaze to me. I rose my head defiantly. His nostrils flared but he held his tongue.

"I have assembled you all here as I have a mission for you all and you must leave immediately..." I zoned out as I appraised him with my eyes. He was muscular, but not overly so. There was definitely definition and I could only imagine me running my fingers through his thick silky black hair. As he spoke, he absently ran a finger over plump red lips, devious red eyes boring holes into every vampire before him. Even the air that he breathed teemed with power, and I felt Tiger purr. He would taste absolutely divine…

"Isabella?" I glanced up. Everyone was looking at me.

"Hm?"

"Were you listening to what I just said?"

"No. Was it important?" Everyone gasped as they stared at me wide eyed. Aro growled, standing.

"Everyone, out." He ground out between clenched teeth.

They did as they were told and Jane shot me a last confused look before closing the door behind her. Silence reigned for a few tense seconds before Aro blurred around his desk and slammed me into the wall. His hand circled my neck and his lips grazed my ear. "Why do you test my patience so, la mia Bella?" he purred.

A shiver ran down my spine as his breath tickled my sensitive spot. My eyes slipped closed and a moan escaped from my mouth. I opened my eyes, staring into his darkening pools. In a swift motion, I flipped us around, with Aro pinned to the wall and me pressing my body to his. He was easily a foot and a bit taller than me.

"You make it so easy, Aro. And yet, you never lose your cool. Why is that?" He stared down into my eyes, hand gripping my waist. I ran my nose over his collarbone, peering up at him below lowered lashed. "I want to see you lose control."

Aro's growl reverberated throughout the room. I sucked in a breath as he crashed his lips to mine. We battled for dominance, and he growled, grasping my ass and making me gasp. His tongue snaked into my mouth, and I sucked on his lower lip. I jumped into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist and burying my hands in his hair, freeing it from the clip that held it back.

Pulling away, he started nipping and biting my neck, hands splayed on my ass. He slammed me to the wall again, mouth now sucking on my breast. I threw my head back and moaned. With a low growl, I was bent over his desk, stripped of my jeans and taken.

A sly smirk worked its way onto my face, though it was quickly replaced by a moan as he thrust deeply into me, hands tightening on my hips.

His power tasted absolutely divine.

Jane's POV

I sighed as I closed the door to Aro's office. Why would Isabella do that? Why would she put herself in that kind of situation? Ever since she came, she'd been surrounded. Whether it be by admirers or guards to ensure she didn't do anything too rash, she always seemed to have an entourage. I never got my chance to tell her that I wanted out, that I wanted to run with her at my side. It seemed almost impossible now. Aro wanted her as his wife and mate so that he could have complete and utter control of the world. Control the dangerous weapon and you control everybody. But somehow, I doubt she'd allow it.

That moment we had outside of Aro's office was magical. She'd noticed me. I felt like burning under her scrutiny. There are no words to describe the relief I felt at passing, at being acceptable. Perhaps there was a chance to be together, to be the infinite pair of sadistic lovers.

The loud sound of footsteps suddenly approaching filled my ears and in a panic, I lashed out with my power. A voice cried out before they crashed to the floor. Growling, I spun, stopping my mental assault on the person. "Demetri?" The lean vampire cease convulsing on the floor, jumping to his feet instantly. He scowled at me.

"What the hell was that for?" His eyes were dark, whether it be from hunger or anger I couldn't tell.

"I...you startled me. One would have thought that you'd learn not to do that from the past 400 years." I raised my nose haughtily at him. He scoffed.

"Whatever. Santiago wants you to know that the jet leaves in three hours. Be sure to be ready by then." I nodded and he left. Sighing again, I made my way to my room.

Aro wanted us to pay a visit to a certain warlord in America. If it were up to me, this Maria would have been nothing more than ashes in the breeze over a hundred years ago when she first defied the Volturi. But alas, Aro couldn't have such a strong vampire as she dead as yet. No, instead he ensured that he controlled her and in doing so, gained control of the Americas.

I stuffed several of the same dresses as I wore into a bag, throwing in some lingerie. Perhaps this would be the perfect opportunity to seduce Isabella...that was if she wasn't already set on becoming Aro's mate...

A knock on the door interrupted me, and I sighed, zipping my bag closed before answering it. On the other side stood my brother. He wore a frown, marring his beautiful face.

"Alec," I smiled. He didn't reciprocate my enthusiasm. My smile slowly dropped."Alec, what ails you?" He said nothing, pushing his way inside. Shocked, I closed the door turning to him. He paced the length of my bedroom, running a hand through his hair. I frowned.

"Brother, what's wrong?" I asked louder. He continued to pace, muttering to himself. I became impatient, and sent a bold of pain his way as I screamed "Stop!"

"No, Jane, you stop." He roared back. His scarlet eyes were ablaze in fury. I was taken aback. Alec had never lost his temper in all the time I'd known him.

"What's wrong?"

"You! You must stop this...this fascination or obsession that you have with Miss Isabella!" I gulped.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I turned my back to him and started putting dresses into my overnight bag. Alec flashed in front of me.

"Yes you do. Today, you were late when Master Aro summoned you. Do you understand this? Don't you see?" His eyes searched mine, and I growled in irritation.

"What, Alec! What don't I see? Because last I checked, you weren't my father," I spat. A flash of hurt sped through his eyes, replaced with concern.

"I may not be your father, Jane, but I am your brother. Your twin brother. Master is going to take her as his mate. Do not try and interfere." I felt my dead heart clench.

"W...what?" His hold on my shoulders loosened, and his eyes softened.

"I understand the allure...she has a pull about her. But you cannot do anything in regards to it. It would result in your death or banishment from the Volturi." I felt my veins boil in anger.

"Well maybe I don't want to-" Smack. I gasped, astonished. Alec had struck me, and as I turned my head to look at him, he fixed me with such a cold look not even the heat of my power could melt it.

"Do not say another word. I cannot help you if you do not want the help, sister, but don't say I didn't warn you." He flashed to the door, opening it. But before he went, he added, "You're on your own with this one."

Third POV

The brunette waltzed onto the plane, duffel bag slung over her shoulder. She had a pair of shades covering her eyes, and hipster jeans hugged her waist, crop top appearing practically painted on. Felix and Demetri couldn't help but gape at her, and poor Jane was struggling not to pounce on the ethereal vampire.

She didn't seem to acknowledge any of them as she folded herself into the plush seat. From her bag, she pulled out a book with a black cover. It was old, with over half the pages being dog-eared. Isabella didn't open the book, though.

Waiting until everyone had sat down, including a glaring Alec, she cleared her throat.

"So, where are we going?" she asked. Demetri raised a brow and Felix just guffawed.

"You really weren't listening to Master Aro?" he asked. She shrugged, bristling slightly. Behind the shades, her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Texas." The voice came over the intercom. Santiago was the pilot since Demetri insisted on travelling with the unpredictable newborn. "Not directly. We're gonna land in Topeka. That's in-"

"Kansas, yeah, I know. What then? We go looking for the yellow brick road?" Her contempt made them all uneasy, and Jane was only just able to suppress her sigh of affection. Alec shot her a look.

"No. We're gonna make our way to Texas." There was a tense silence.

"Why? What's so important about Texas?" Demetri chuckled. It was so easy to forget just how young Isabella really was with the hard front she put up. Gleaming this little thought on her from his mind, she sent a bold of pain, twice as painfully as Jane's. "I may be younger than you, but I assure you that it means next to nothing."

"Oh yeah?" retorted Alec, standing. "Let's see how well you fair in the South without any of our help. In fact, let's see if you make it out of this plane intact." Bella couldn't help but laugh, throwing back her head and belting out beautifully joyous notes.

"Really? Try me big boy." She took a threatening step towards him. "I dare you."

"That's enough." Jane's tiny figure squirmed between the two of them, pushing them apart.

"Isabella, the South, Texas included, is home to the most violent and merciless vampire wars ever. They've been going on for centuries. There are warlords and uncontrollable newborns lusting for blood. Our mission is to try and end this."

"Well if they've been going on for so long, then why're we only just dealing with it? You guys rule the world, why not just torch their asses?" Isabella had sat back down, pouring herself a glass of blood. Felix snorted.

"We've tried. For the first two centuries, we went every decade, sending waves of lower guards to wipe them out. But just like cockroaches, we'd get wind of them as little as two years later."

"So what makes you think now we have a chance at finally beating them?" They all exchanged looks. But it was Demetri who spoke up.

"Because we have you."

A/N: Hello my lovelies. How long has it been? A year? Yeah, well, I've been..busy. This is, unfortunately, the final chapter of Revenge Is A Dish Best Served Cold: The Hunt.

BUT

It's not all doom and gloom. I will be writing a sequel so stay tuned for Bella's adventure in the Southern Wars.

Signing off for the last time,

- Channie.B

EDITED:29/12/18