Alice/Bella Fanfiction

A/N: I do not own Twilight. This is the sequel to 'The Last Night' because I felt it was straying from the original point and this part has its own. Just think of it as the 'New Moon' of my take. Enjoy!

Most of you have read these first four chapters that are up but I did have to tweak them a little so it couldn't hurt to read them again.

Rated M for later chapters. Homosexual Relationships. And that's all that will be said about that.

The Last One by SwedFacepainter

Chapter 1: The Seven –

APOV:

"We'll talk about that later. Now Bella, have you noticed any odd things with yourself?" Carlisle asks.

Everyone turns to her again with eager looks on their faces. She looks as if she would blush if she still could. I smile to myself.

Bella turns and, seeing my smile, raises an eyebrow. I gesture with my eyes toward Carlisle and she turns back to look at them.

"Yes. I had visions of the outcomes of going back to Charlie and pretending to be dead," I explain.

"Great! Another future seer," Emmett complains. I shoot him a glare and he grins in return. I roll my eyes.

"No it's not quite the same. Alice's visions are based on people's decisions. Mine … I don't know how to explain it," Bella tries, furrowing her brows when she can't find the words.

"I can try. Like Bella said Alice's are based on people and the decisions they make. However Bella's, they are based on … well this may sound odd but … predetermined events that she can change or leave as they are. Like with the Charlie choice. No matter what if she went back to Charlie that is what would've happened and if she pretended to be dead then that is what would've happened. Hers seem more definite than Alice's. They give very little room for change because the only decision that matters in her visions is her own," Edward explains.

"Oh my …," Carlisle starts, eyes wide.

All eyes turn to Carlisle but he is already up the stairs in his study. Bella looks at me worried. I rub up and down her shoulder but I'm kind of freaking out too. That was perhaps the strangest thing I've ever seen Carlisle do.

"Bella is the last of Septem. I'm sure of it," Carlisle gasps, reappearing with a tome simply titled Septem.

"Septem?" I ask for everyone.

"It's the Latin word meaning "The Seven". An ancient legend within the vampire world," Carlisle explains.

"How do you know she is one of these so called "Seven"?" Jasper asks.

"Well first I'll lay down the basics of the legend. The Seven appear each with a specific purpose for them to accomplish. They are all future seers of some sort," Carlisle starts.

"Well what about Alice? Why didn't you think she was one?" Edward asks.

"I thought she could've been but the timing was off. Each of the Seven appears shortly after every 500 year mark, since they started. The last one appeared in 1501. If Alice was one she would've been a full hundred years too early," he explains.

"So it only matters when they are turned into a vampire?" Emmett asks, genuinely curious for once.

"Yes and it matters not how old they are but when transformed. So continuing, each of the seven are future seers but they also hold a special power as well as clairvoyance to help them with their purpose," Carlisle starts again.

"So who are the Seven? Like what are their names and purposes?" Bella asks suddenly. She is scared but also curious.

"Well the first is Viktor. His task, simply enough, was to start the creation of the vampire population. His special power was passing down the dormant gene in his bite so that when the body of one of the Seven was bitten by any vampire that it worked in the unique differences of the Seven," he continues.

"How did Viktor become a vampire if he was the first?" Edward asks.

"Well according to this, he was bitten by a large bat. At least from what he remembers from it," Carlisle says, shrugging.

"What are the differences?" I ask too curious to let him continue.

His eyes suddenly widen as he looks over at us.

"Well if I had any doubt about Bella not being one, it's gone now," he mumbles.

We all turn to look at Bella. All the eyes in the room widen with Carlisle's soon after.

Shining lavender irises fill Bella's eyes now.

"Holy shit! Her eyes were just bright red. Now they're purple," Emmett exclaims. All the heads in the room simply nod dumbly.

"Lavender irises are one of the characteristics of the Seven. Another is that they can actually transform into a bat-like state. Also they can walk out in the sunlight without shining. And the last is that they have a deep insight of people," Carlisle finishes.

"Don't say it, Emmett," I growl, glaring as Emmett is about to open his mouth. He snaps it shut after a slap from Rose.

"I can turn into a bat?" Bella says as more of a question.

"Yes well. In the book it describes it as more of a human size bat. Like you get wings and your skin turns into a membranous like texture. I'm sure you'll figure it out when you need to," Carlisle reassures.

"So what about the others of the Seven?" I ask trying to direct the attention slightly off Bella. I can feel her nerves. She smiles up at me and I smile back warmly before Carlisle continues.

"Next in the line is Valerie, and her job was to keep the secret of the vampires exactly that; a secret. Her extra power was the ability to wipe minds clean; the power to inflict amnesia if you will. She keeps the secret safe until the last of the Seven arrives. She actually created the start of the Volturi for the lower matters and after they were created she only worried about very large revealings. But I'll explain that later," Carlisle continues.

"Who are the Volturi?" Bella asks. Everyone visibly cringes and gives a swift look at me before I turn to answer.

"They are, in a sense, the royalty of the vampires. They are the largest coven of vampires besides our own and have great desires for vampires with special powers," I explain. Edward growls lowly. I'll tell her more later.

"Another important thing is that the last time I spoke with Aro, he appeared to have given up all belief in the legend of the Seven. Even though he was one of the first changed by Viktor and then appointed after Valerie's arrival as the head of the Volturi," Carlisle adds.

"Why does he not believe it anymore?" Edward asks.

"He said that it was more than likely that they were killed and when I brought up the fact that Viktor has remained, he dismissed it because he has guards and remains underground while the Seven walk around wherever. I'm sure he's only scared because the time is drawing nearer," Carlisle answers.

Everyone nods in acceptance, waiting for him to continue.

"After Valerie, is Abraham. Abraham's purpose was to learn the whole history of both the vampires and humans until the time came. His power as far as I understand it is unlimited storage for knowledge in his mind. He was also the creator of this book, which he only made 3 copies of. One of which he keeps in his own library, one I have right here, and the other he personally delivered to Aro, getting past all the guards and slipping it into Aro's personal chamber, I might add .

"Then comes Jeremiah whose purpose was to stop the war that broke out amongst the vampires in the 600's. His extra power was that of control. He could control any special powers of vampires other than the Seven. It's kind of funny how the war was foretold and yet it still happened," Carlisle ends, chuckling at the irony.

"Right. Next is Demetri whose purpose is to create the underground for the vampires with the humans becoming more intelligent. His power is … the ability to control the elements: earth, wind, water, and fire. He spends his time creating underground ways for vampires to escape notice if they ever choose to.

"After him is Lillian and she is supposed to have spent the past 500 years creating enough vampires for the seventh to do with as they will. Her special power is antiserum. If she chooses to she could change a vampire back to a human and of course they wouldn't remember anything about vampires or being one. However it would have to be within a year of transformation, the newborn stage, because otherwise the body would deteriorate from losing so much power," Carlisle stops.

Everyone takes a quick glance at Rose before turning back to Carlisle. Rose has a mask of stoic composure.

"This is what was strangest to me. The last time I looked in this book, this wasn't there," he continues warily, we all emerge from our seats and walk over to the table.

He places the tome open, on the table, to a page with the title Septem and underneath it, where Carlisle is pointing, read Isabella. Everyone exchanges glances.

"Last time it was simply blank here," he clarifies contemplating.

"How can it change its print?" Jasper asks, looking closely and lifting a page to see its thickness.

"Only Abraham knows but it's an ancient art that I'm sure only he and maybe the others of the Seven are aware of," Carlisle replies. Everyone returns to their seats.

I look at Bella who seems to have gotten extremely tense after that.

Well of course she's tense. She just learned that her name magically appeared in an ancient tome where she's basically been prophesized to be one of a legendary group.

I know but … I just want to make her feel better.

Then do what you can now and talk to her about it later.

I slip my hand around behind her and under her shirt. She tenses a little more before relaxing greatly. I slowly drag my nails softly just barely grazing across her skin in patterns. I always found this soothing when Jasper did it to me. She turns her head to the side smiling before she turns her attention back to Carlisle. She lays her head on my shoulder and scoots a little closer as she listens.

"Well the last of the Seven's duty, according to legend, is to either unite humans and vampires in one world or lead the vampires to conquer the humans and turn the entire population into vampires. The last one's special power is connectivity with the spirits as well as the natural world to help make their decision," Carlisle continues never saying Bella's name, which I was thankful for. I was only half listening, half trying to make Bella feel better.

"So she can talk to ghosts and trees?" Esme asks quietly.

"I suppose that's what it means. I'm not entirely sure. Well all the Seven are still alive to this day and will join the last of the Seven on the last day of the Mayan calendar to carry out the Seventh's decision," Carlisle continues.

"Wait? So the day of doom, 2012, is the day vampires either conquer the human race or unite together. That's the end of the world?" Bella asks.

We all give curious looks.

"It's a human myth that the world ends on the last day of the Mayan calendar. This guy named Nostradamus is basically a big predictor of catastrophic events in the human world. And he says, as far as I understand, that the world will end by a series of natural disasters and the human population will be destroyed," Bella explains further.

"That's just some dumb human myth," Emmett bursts out laughing.

"Yeah well you're a dumb human myth too," Bella counters, successfully shutting Emmett up.

"Yes I have read about him however Nostradamus didn't appear for a full 1500 years after Abraham wrote this. And Nostradamus used a combination of Astrology and Mathematics to come up with his predictions. But as far as I know this legend is real," Carlisle explains.

"How do you know?" Bella questions, not angry but curious.

"Well I've actually met Valerie and Demetri. I ran into both of them when I was first changing in the sewers beneath London. They tried to get me to drink but I told them what I planned to do. They wished me luck and ran off. I still remember those soft lavender eyes. It's like they wanted me to succeed in not drinking from humans," Carlisle clarifies softly.

"One last thing you should know is that each time one of the Seven is awoken, all the previous know and contact them through a vision so that they know their duty they are to carry out," Carlisle finishes.

He looks up to Bella and as soon as their eyes connect, Bella's back shoots up perfectly perpendicular. Soon after her body falls limp and I catch her, trying to soothe her seizing.

BPOV:

Damn it. Another one of these.

A young man, about mid twenties, was professionally dressed in a lavender striped button up dress shirt, black pinstriped dress pants, square toed dress shoes, a black pinstriped vest with a lavender tie underneath, and pitch black sunglasses underneath equally pitch black short wavy hair. Just as I finish looking over his attire, he stops and takes off his sunglasses before staring back at me with the most beautiful shining lavender eyes.

"Hello Isabella," the man replies, with a smirk. He then returns to his day.

What was that?! Man not again…

Long flowing black hair whips around in its ponytail as its owner crouches down next to a lake with a camera in hand pointing out along the lake's surface. The woman looks barely old enough to drink. Even though she's in a green tank top covered by a black photographer's vest, brown boy cargo shorts, and Adidas sneakers it's obvious that this woman is gorgeous. She looks up from behind her camera and those beautiful shining lavender eyes stare at me with a soft smile before she turns her attention back to the lake.

Whoa, I'm getting dizzy. No come on …

An older teen looks down at a large tome from behind thin rimmed glasses, that look to be there more for show, and appears completely engulfed in his reading. As he gets up to grab another book I see he's sporting blue converse that are slightly hidden by dark blue jeans. Those lead up to a white t-shirt with the Batman logo on it that's slightly covered by a blue and white hooded zip-up jacket with a mixture of stars and moons across the back. Atop his head is a dark blue beanie where I can barely see tufts of snow white hair emerging from underneath. He turns away from looking at the books on the shelf to me, smiles sheepishly behind shining lavender eyes, and then turns back.

Why does this keep happening?

Looking around the landscape I see Cinderella's castle? I continue my search and am drawn to a pale stilt walker in the long funny pants. His outfit is a color scheme of red, orange, and pink arranged with various polka dots, stripes, and zigzag patterns throughout. On his head rests a red and orange jester hat covering most of the locks of dirty blonde hair and behind red, orange and pink makeup stares those same shining lavender eyes. He goes back to juggling 5 bowling pins with that same huge smile on his face.

Are we done yet?

I'm in a tiger pin. I look around to find a pale zookeeper feeding one of the tiger cubs while the others play with each other rolling around him. He is clad in a simple brown button up short sleeve shirt with matching brown cargo pants and brown boots. He wears a pair of thick brown gloves as he holds the cub, on its back, in his lap. He looks up, giving a warm smile, under shaggy brown curls and behind shining lavender eyes then turns back to the cub in his arms.

I'm seriously going to be sick.

A girl zooms past me on a skateboard coming to an abrupt halt a few feet away. She removes her red helmet to reveal short spiky light red hair with extra dark red highlights. She wears a dark grey Above the Influence zip-up hooded jacket with a red blood drive t-shirt peeking out from underneath it, a pair blue jean Bermuda shorts, and finishes with a pair of dark grey Vans with red shoelaces. I look up to see her staring with those shining lavender eyes and a smirk.

"We'll be there in a week," she says loud and clear before putting her helmet back on and skating off.

I gasp for breath as if I've just drowned and been brought back to life through CPR.

"Whoa," I exhale.

I feel something gently rub up and down my arms. My back is pressed into Alice and she is the one rubbing my arms soothingly. I sigh contently and softly place my head back on Alice's collarbone.

"Are you alright?" she whispers, while the others just continue to stare.

"I saw them. They had those eyes. They were all just beautiful," I whisper in return.

"What happened?" Carlisle pushes gently.

"They were all doing one thing or another. I guess going about their normal lives when they aren't being one of the Seven," I laugh gently.

"Did any of them say anything?" he asks further.

"Well the first one said Hello and – the last one said they'll be here in a week," I start out slowly and then remembering the last girl I speed up in both fear and excitement.

APOV:

They'll be here in a week. And they'll take Bella away to do ancient mystical legend things. Will I be able to come?

Probably not.

Oh leave me alone. I don't need you right now.

Well fine.

So basically everyone is freaking out. I figure I'll let them. I need to be alone with Bella now. I grab her hand and pull her with me out the front door. She smiles shyly when I look back at her. I love when she's all shy like that.

I motion for us to head away toward the cliff. It's a comfortable silence as we run. Her hand in mine feels like an extension of myself.

I know it sounds corny but I probably would find any way to kill myself if anything happened to Bella. I understand it would hurt my family but they would get over it. They have the ones they love. If I lost Bella, I would be spent on my chances at it.

I sit down on the ground and she follows.

"Hey, Alice?" she starts, appearing to be thinking deeply.

"Yes, love," I answer, loving the way that sounds in her direction.

"Why did the whole family look at you when the Volturi came up?" she asks slowly, as if knowing this was a sensitive subject.

"You caught that huh? I was hoping you wouldn't," I sigh.

"Is it that bad?" she asks incredulous.

"Not really. It's just more appalling to the members of my family and they get disgusted whenever they hear the name," I explain.

She raises an eyebrow to voice her confusion. I sigh deeper this time.

"The last time the Volturi stopped by, the visit did not end well. First off they were disputing, what I'm only now assuming was the argument of the reality of The Seven. Of course the worst part was … they used Jasper's leaving me to try and get me to join them. I'm quite a prize apparently," I smirk at the end.

"You sure are and I'm the grand prize winner!" she exclaims, enveloping me in her arms to emphasize her point. I roll my eyes playfully.

"Well needless to say, my family didn't take a liking to the fact that they were trying to pit me against Jasper or trying to get me to leave," I finish, resting my head against her chest.

She rests her head on top of mine giving me some silence, which I am thankful for.

"So did you want to talk about anything else?" I ask after a few minutes.

"Not that I'm aware of. Why? Do you want to talk about something?" she asks in return.

"Aren't you scared or worried about being one of the Seven? Something from a legend that you didn't even know about?" I mumble into her chest knowing full well that she can hear me.

"What? I knew I'd be a mystical legendary leader since I could walk. It was just a matter of time," she replies playfully but sarcastically nonetheless.

I pull my head back and shoot her a glare. I pull away from her arms and continue to glare.

She slides down the tree until she sits with her back resting against the base.

"Ok, ok, I'm sorry. Of course I'm scared. What if I don't do it right? But I can't really stop it. It's part of who I am. Besides now I have you and if I have to join the vampires with the humans to have you than by golly I'll do damnedest," she starts looking thoughtful and ends giving that goofy smile of hers.

I lower myself in between her legs, pressing my back against her front. She wraps her arms around me and I place my arms over hers.

"You know you don't have to join the vampires and humans to have me. I've been yours since that first night," I reply while she nuzzles her face in my neck.

"I know. And I have been yours," she replies.

A/N: So this whole reorganization thing probably messed up everything up review wise but for new readers I would love your input.