A/N: So here we are again on the anniversary of my first story 19th May 2016, 'I Never Dream Of Dancing'. Three years already, so as a present here's the first chapter of my next story. It's my first x-over as well, I hope you all enjoy it xx Alexis

October, Why would you hurt me on purpose?

November, What made me not good enough for you?

December, When did you become so ruthlessly callous?

January, Who the hell did you think you were?

The months had crept slowly past and wrought a myriad of change on Bella Swan, her mind, her body, her personality, none were left unaffected.

Her mind had begun to expand beyond all normal human perimeters; she had at present gone from a reasonably good student, before meeting the Cullens. To a semi-comatose patient after they left and soon she would be a damn near Genius. All this within the space of the several months since they abandoned and left her behind, without a backward glance.

Her near-death experience by hypothermia thanks to Edward Cullen, her so-called mate and true love, had inadvertently kick-started the trace amounts of venom left in her system from James and Edward. Who had both bitten her for two different reasons. The venom's had an irrational but overwhelming need to repair her injuries; any and all injuries.

It saw her depression and Edward's vampire glamour as damage to her mind. Thus resulting in her having an almost vampire-like brain once the venom got done fixing her to its liking! Her health too took a sharp incline for the better, all her scars, but their bites disappeared, so it was almost like they had never existed. But not quite, her brain remembered it all in minute detail. Her clumsiness too was suddenly was a thing of the past.

Then Alice Cullen returned, begging, no pleading with Bella for her help. Why? To save Edward from killing himself at the hands of the Volturi. So for Esme and Carlisle's sake, she did it or maybe not to have his death on her conscience, she was unsure at the time. But still not having totally freed herself from their grip, Bella went. It took only the appalling scene in the Volterra throne room to make Bella finally let go of the Cullens forever.

Even in the face of her death at the hands of the very vampires he wanted to kill himself by. That asshole refused to lie and say yes, he would change her! He railed and argued against his betters as if he were someone of importance, none there were impressed. But nobody was quite as disgusted as Bella herself. She now saw them for the small petty children they were and wouldn't have been surprised if either had stamped their feet petulantly when the real vampires around them were not impressed by their behaviour.

Once out of the clutches of Volterra, Bella was still unsure of how that had occurred. But had the feeling this might be a gameplay of Aro's, handing them the Cullens the rope to hang themselves. Assuming they could retrieve her at a later point and either kill or turn her. After watching him demean and marginalize her to the brothers, Bella was finally free of any latent feelings she had ever had for Edward.

She saw him for the arrogant, childish, immature, pompous, repressed idiot he was and she wanted nothing from him anymore. Edward had thought to pick up exactly where he left off destroying her new life like he had her old one and she said,

"No, Edward! I came today for your parents only, not for you or Alice and definitely not for me! But that's where this debacle ends, you mean nothing to me now and I would like you to keep your word from now on and act as if you never existed in my life! Goodbye"

Looking at them both in the eye Bella demanded her plane ticket and passport from Alice. When she hesitated, Bella turned to re-enter Volterra and that changed Alice's mind very quickly. Her life was too important to have them ruin it any more than they already had by their stupid games and childish antics.

"Oh, one more thing, even though Edward thinks his life is already worthless! The rest of you might not! I suggest you never return to Forks or Washington for that matter. There is a kill on sight order out on all of you by the pack, especially you Edward and next time I will not come to your aid or that of any of your family. Any love I held for them started to die the day you all abandoned me and this childish drama today killed it stone dead, permanently!" Bella said picking up her bag and walking off into the evening light.

So she left them standing there, with their mouths open. Far too late they were beginning to see the damage they had done to Bella, especially these two themselves. After just abandoning her, him more cruelly than was needed and to make it worse he'd lied about it to all the family. They came to her, the human for aid, expecting her to just forgive them freely and let them back into her life and they seemed surprised that she refused.

Alice could see nothing of Bella's future and she deserved not too, hadn't she already ignored her visions of Bella's months of suffering. Edward now saw just how Bella viewed him and it was not a pleasant depiction. He wasn't a monster in her eyes, it was worse; much worse to him, he was an asshole! Their return to the family was filled with self-doubts and self-revelations. That they might not be quite as important in the grand scheme of things as they had always thought. Being dumped unceremoniously by the very human that had been dumped by them was galling in the extreme.

For Bella over the next few months, the venoms progress and processes started to speed up a little giving her the ability to work out her future timeline and she had ascertained she would be a full vampire in approximately nine more years, give or take a few months. So she caught up to, then passed her classmates once back at school. Packing in several other AP classes in the last few months of high school and attending summer school as well, before heading off to University. Where she would eventually stand the world on its head, well the academic world anyway.

On the outside, she was now just like any other first-year student at Stanford University. But only they knew she was studying multiple degrees' simultaneously at several American, British and European universities using live feed links to all the other ones abroad and in other states here in America. Her need for sleep has also declined sharply and made this far easier for her overall.

If the Cullens had been more forthcoming she might have known long ago that she was a shield. But Bella instead did things the old fashioned way; her whereabouts were kept secret by using money, wanting to keep the Volturi off her tail for as long as possible. Totally unnecessarily as it turned out, Demetri could find them, but not her.

Gratuities from her many publications went to the Universities. As did grant monies, she had no need of. Her royalties for the books she later wrote were shared with them too and would be in perpetuity. But she kept some back for research, travel and her long uncertain future. Bella didn't need money after her first year, she had the annuities from her parents and Phil's life insurance policies and Charlie's Police pension! All safely gathering interest in high yield accounts.

Oh, the Cullens really did a number on her, leaving her to her fate at the hands of a distraught vengeful vampire and her lackey. If she had known that their mess from before they originally left would take her parents lives, would she have saved his miserable hide, no she thought probably not! Make that definitely not! The pack had tried to catch and kill her for Bella, but Victoria was just too evasive and eventually got through their defences and reached her father.

Renee and Phil were sitting ducks, easily picked off in Jacksonville. She killed all three of them before Bella finally trapped and killed her with the pack's help. She managed because they had taught Bella to fight and for that, she was truly thankful, they showed her how to fight dirty and aggressively. How to use every advantage to her cause. They showed her how to win; there are no rules in supernatural fighting, except to stay alive!

She used her humanity against Victoria; she assumed Bella was weak and frail. That was her biggest and last mistake! But once it was all over the pack could no longer protect her, she was becoming the enemy and they had to turn her away, Bella was then well and truly on her own at age nineteen. This all happened almost a year after she'd saved the pathetic ass's life in Volterra.

Carrying on afterwards to undertake a Bachelors' degree in the Occult, a Master's in Mythology and a Doctorate in Medieval Art & Literature. She had suddenly become the world's most renowned Book and Art expert on Mythology, Legends and the Occult, in fact, all things supernatural. In her downtime Bella was still publishing paper's and articles on this range of subjects, standing the academic, art and literature worlds on their heads.

The year is now 2014 and Bella is twenty-five years old and known as 'Qui non videntur' (Not what I seem). She is aware time is running out for her and is ready for her final transition when it arrives. The supernatural world has been collectively holding their breath, Qui non videntur hasn't actually or even definitively said they're real, just strongly hinted at it. But they are all convinced whoever it is thinks so or even knows so and each species has sent out a representative to find and if necessary kill this aggravating human. But with no luck over the last couple of years. Bella is totally unaware of her shield, which is blocking all except one who searches for her.

QNV

The unexpectedly sudden arrival of several books, paintings and images, anonymously donated to the Metropolitan Museum from somewhere in Italy caused a stir. A note was attached to them, saying they were in danger of being destroyed by the not so open-minded. By the guilty parties, who wished the truth to stay hidden for eternity. The note asked the librarian to guard and protect them and suggesting if they could be so bold, to have 'Qui non videntur' check them over for Flynn, as they may be able to solve the riddle within.

Flynn Carsen knew there was a hidden message somewhere in these old tomes and that confirmed it. But he was unable to decipher it, much to his lamentable vexation; he is the Librarian he thought. He should be able to crack this puzzle, he loved puzzles after all. He had also heard of this person, who knew so much, maybe too much for their own health. Meanwhile unbeknown to him, the Library has sent out a temporary appointment for the position of Assistant Librarian.

There had never been an assistant before, never in the long history of the library. But it was sent to one Miss Isabella Marie Swan. Unlike all the other searchers the Library knew exactly where she was. After all, books were her thing and the Library knew books better than any other entity. It sought her through the pages of the very books she read and wrote.

Flynn has been on his own now for seven years or so and didn't feel he needed any help. Judson and Charlene knew that he did, Flynn was apt to get distracted and needed a guardian to keep him on track. It was on his last mission that the Library finally after a long search found a guardian special enough for Flynn Carson, in the shape of Col Eve Baird. He was about to no longer be alone, two women were about to descend on his world, how would he take it no one knew, but no one was holding their breath.

Eve also received her invite to be a guardian for the Librarian, seconded from the military indefinitely on the same day as Bella. She had been intrigued by Flynn when they met unexpectedly, confused as well, he was so different from anyone else she'd ever met. Strange didn't quite do Flynn Carsen justice, he was unusual and dynamic, but vulnerable and childlike as well.

A blend of all things, but they did not seem to mesh or gel, like in other men, more that they battered off each other jockeying for pole position. Eve concluded he was eccentric, that was the only word to describe him adequately. The Librarian was eccentric; this she would learn was because so to was the Library itself, He was an extension of it, quirky, funny, brilliant and just a little bit insane.

QNV

Bella was furiously debating with herself, go or stay. It was the holidays after all and although everyone else was gone she lived permanently behind the walls of Stanford. Even now with her education at its end, she still hides within its walls. She had no other home, no family to go to and no real friends either. After the debacle with the Cullen's, she would not let anyone close to her, for fear of being abandoned again and with disgust at herself for not seeing them clearly.

Of course, they wouldn't have wanted a pathetic human in their seemingly perfect family; she knew that now, in hindsight. Since she herself was about to become a vampire, she was more one than she was human nowadays. What use would she have for a family of spoilt children and arrogant parents? If they could cast aside the one they professed to love. They, in her eyes, were no longer worthy of her time and patience.

So the lowly human had now outgrown them all, in intelligence and in years. Well, she was twenty-six in a couple of months so that would make her the same age as Esme Cullen. She would never be able to forgive them; she saved their son but lost her parents because of them all and their incompetence.

"Damn it I'll go, what harm could it do?" she asked the empty room and the letter in her hand glowed faintly, happy at her decision.

Bella knew a lot about the Library, she had never written about it or mentioned it anywhere. For one good reason, this, she felt was a secret worth keeping! The Library was not an arrogant race of supernatural's like the shape-shifters of La Push tended to be. Nor, know it all's like every vampire she'd met when they actually knew very little for having lived so long. Neither was it hell-bent on world domination like the werewolves, though they couldn't agree on anything long enough to try.

No, the Library was power, knowledge and understanding. It was above all the mere mortals and immortals that walk this earth. The Library was existential, more than existing the Library was existence itself. Without the Library, there would be no one, nothing, an empty void. Every tree ever worshipped throughout history around the world was the tree at the heart of the Library, they just didn't know it. This was why Bella said nothing; this was truly a secret worth dying for many times over.

It didn't take Bella long to pack a bag, clothes were still not a priority to her, she liked certain things and as her body changed preferred the feel of some against her skin more than others. But mainly they were comfortable, serviceable and hard-wearing, what more could a person honestly need. She drove a jeep nowadays, nothing flashy, just four-wheel drive for getting in and out of less accessible places.

She plaited her long hair to keep it out of the way; this was common for her on digs as well and earned her the nickname 'Lara', who she thought she was nothing like. Still not seeing herself clearly, she was every bit the Tomb raider's equal. If not in looks, then in tenacity and spirit and the drive to overcome all obstacles. Bella could be single-minded to the point of obsession on occasion.

QNV

Charlene met Eve Baird as she arrived a full day ahead of Bella. Explaining her duties and telling her to remember the Library, not the librarian employed her and he could do nothing about it. To say their second meeting was strange would be an understatement. The world of magic and the supernatural was limited to well, zero in Eve Baird's world.

So seeing a man talking with a lone sword was unnatural, the fact said sword seemed rather attached to the man, not unlike a puppy was even more bizarre. It followed behind him nodding its hilt and acting for all the world like it understood everything he said; which it actually did. It would take some time for Eve to adjust to the special abilities of some of the library's inhabitants.

Flynn, of course, tried to dismiss her on sight, but Judson appeared to tell him she stays and is now his new guardian. This did not go down to well as he'd had guardians before and they all were gone or lost to him. He insisted he didn't need help, didn't want help, wouldn't accept help and wandered off in the huff when no one paid him any attention. Eve added childish to his list of faults.

Once she'd settled in her new room and had eaten, Charlene told her she was off duty as long as Flynn was in the Library. Before she could ask how she would know, Charlene handed over a small tracking device,

"He doesn't know, so don't let him see it. Flynn has a tendency to forget to tell us when he leaves or to where or for how long!" Charlene huffed and Eve nodded her head understandingly, then considered adding selfish to his list of faults.

"The Library is about to lock itself down, so you can safely turn in for the night, He can't get out now!" Charlene said as the clock chimed loudly reverberating around the whole building,

"Tomorrow might be stressful, his new temporary assistant will arrive, and she's a most unusual woman by all accounts! He won't be happy" Charlene added laughing to herself and Eve couldn't help but join in.

"Goodnight then Charlene, and thank you for all your help today," Eve said holding out her hand, but Charlene grabbed her in a hug instead, so happy someone was now here to watch his back once again.

Eve was aware that those two loved Flynn, not just as the librarian, but almost as a son. There was a connection between Charlene and Judson too, more than long-standing co-workers, more like partners in work and play. Though how that worked now he was just a spectral apparition she didn't know and didn't want to hazard a guess.

Charlene was surprised the next morning when Bella arrived, most asked to see the librarian, holding out their invitations. But she announced, she'd been summoned by the Library, a very clever young lady, indeed. As they descended to the great hall of books and treasures, Bella nodded occasionally on seeing an object or book. Even adding a makes sense kind of noise to herself and Charlene watched her face light up, as most of the treasures the Library held, that were not too dangerous, were now before them.

"Oh, spectacular, even I am having trouble counting their number!" Bella sighed as Eve, Flynn and Excalibur came into view.

"Hello, I'm Col Eve Baird, the Guardian and this is ...," Eve said unable to finish as Bella gushed out,

"Excalibur!" with such a depth of feeling the sword rushed over to her, spinning around her then rubbing its hilt against her shoulder.

"Oh, you are spectacular, the sword above all other swords. They pale in comparison to your magnificence" Bella told the now twirling and posturing sword. She left out vain because he was extremely vain, she could see that. But then he had every right to be, after all, he was a legend.

"Hello, I'm Flynn Carsen the librarian and you are" He paused for effect, "'Qui non videntur' if I'm not mistaken"

"Yes, I am she, how did you guess, Mr Carsen?" Bella asked tipping her head gauging the man before her.

"Your eyes, they have seen much, know more and seek only answers!" he said shrugging as it was no big deal,

"You're right of course. Bella Swan is my real name, 'Qui non videntur' is my nom de plume, as they say," Bella said walking down the last few steps and breathing deeply.

"I love that smell above all others. Some think it's old, dry and unpalatable. But to me it's knowledge!" She said smiling at Eve and holding out her hand,

"How long have you got?" Flynn asked as he too shook her hand.

"Just over two years, give or take a month. It's not an exact science, I believe I'm the only one!" she replied confusing Eve and Charlene,

"Miss Swan, Bella is turning into a vampire as we speak. Has been for some time! One bite?" he asked raising an eyebrow.

"No, two. One putting it in, one sucking it out. Both left behind enough trace amounts, that a near-death experience activated it six months later" Bella said totally nonplussed as if talking of someone else.

"How many books in this room Bella?" Flynn now asked swinging his arms around,

"I can see three million, seven thousand, five hundred and forty-six, but I sense more. Some hidden, some invisible and some not in this time frame. The Library is never still is it?" Bella answered and Flynn bowed.

"You are amazing, now what can we do for you?" he asked smiling,

"She's your new temporary assistant!" Charlene said as the smile slid from his face.

"A guardian and an assistant! Do you think I'm going senile" he shouted at nobody, well except the Library that is,

"Oh, calm down. She's here to deal with those books and paintings that arrived. The Library summoned her!" Charlene said using Bella's own words and that stopped his ranting in its tracks.

They led Bella to an ante-chamber where several what looked like paintings were held on stands and a table with twice as many books lay open at varying places. The main figures in all the paintings were known to Bella, but the time span was immense. As were the locations of some of the older images, it appears they travelled over great distances learning and creating their wealth before settling in Italy. Then even longer before they wrested power from the Romanian brothers.

The oldest was in India ink on hide, it was hermetically sealed in a frame to keep it from disintegrating she surmised, as was the Chinese silk image, but it was them all right. The same arrogance, the same menacing evil, the three brothers Volturi.

"Do you know who they were?" Eve asked, seeing the recognition in Bella's eyes.

"Not were Eve, are! They are the three brothers Volturi" Bella stated blandly as Eve gasped and Flynn stepped back amazed,

He had heard of them yes. But was never sure if they were real or just a myth like Dracula, not to be confused with Vlad Dracul or his son Vlad the Impaler, he mused to himself.

"They certainly got around, India, China, Troy, Egypt then finally Italy and they waited. Like an insidious disease they grew and waited, then grew and waited some more. All three were turned around 1300 BC in Greece but did not take control of the vampire world until 500AD. There's patience for you, over 1700 years worth!" Bella said with no little disgust.

"Beneath the rule of men entirely great, the pen is mightier than the sword." ― Edward George Bulwer-Lytton