Bella's been captured by the Volturi to be kept as their little human pet for entertainment value. But what happens when some of the Volturi women realize there's more to Bella than meets the eye? And what will they do when a special bond forms? Bellaxharemqueens

Run Little Rabbit

Chapter One: How Unfortunate

"Oh, Bella," drawled a sing song voice and I felt shivers creep up my spine like unwelcome cold fingers. The voice got closer, the only indication that the person saying those words was drawing nearer for their footsteps were ghosts.

I vaguely considered hiding, or trying to run out from my safe haven in the library. But I knew it was futile. There was no escape for me. Perhaps there would never be. This was my fate now and I had to live it.

It had all started with an innocent school trip. I was a graduating senior and my school had funded a trip to Italy for our senior trip. I was excited. I had never flown out of the states before and I wanted to see and explore the world before I went to college and studied hard for four years. Life had been going okay. It wasn't anything amazing because I kinda drifted along with the currents of change, but it was calm, and relaxed. My four years of high school had passed in the blink of an eye and I had enjoyed them. I made some good friends, some good memories, and I would be sad to see them leave for college as we went our own ways. So, I wanted us to have fun on this trip to Italy.

I was insistent on having fun at this trip no matter what.

All on my mind was the late hours we would stay up to as we talked about nonsense. The food we would eat. The sights we would see. The jokes we would tell. But sadly, I didn't get to do much of that. I had barely been there a day when disaster struck.

My friends and I had spent the whole day on a tour, provided by the school program. We took photos, tried new delicious food, and learned some phrases in Italian. I was in awe of the city. I just didn't see the monsters in awe of me until it was too late.

Angela, Lauren, Jessica and I had gone out for a late night food run. We were starved and we wanted to watch a show together before going to bed. We walked down the street from our hotel to the nearby gyro place. Once we said our orders in broken Italian, we waited for our food, making plans of things to do tomorrow and considering if we should ditch the school guided stuff and just do our own. I was giddy with excitement, high on my happiness to be with my friends. It felt like nothing could stop us. It's funny how feelings can change in the blink of an eye.

I went outside the little shop to get a better signal so I could send a text. I had bought a sim card but it still acted wonky and I wanted to text my dad to assure him we were okay. I knew he was worrying over me.

My friends were inside, waiting for their orders while I clicked away, not noticing anything until it was too late. Something swiped me off my feet, so quickly, I barely had time to scream. It was a rush of cool wind, that grabbed me and tossed me down hard onto a alleyway floor somewhere away from the shop.

I let out a moan as I hit my elbow hard and dropped my phone a few feet away from me. Gulping, I looked wildly around me, cupping my hurt limb. Someone stood over me, clad in a rusty red cloak. Who were they? What did they want with me?

"Hmmm, you smell good, human," growled out the voice. It was low and feral and sent shivers up my spine. What the hell-?

"Alec, no," another voice said and I whipped my head around to see another cloaked figure there, smaller in size. Where had they come from? How had I gotten here so quickly?

"Why not?" Alec growled at the smaller figure. "No one saw us take her. We can feast on her all we like."

I swallowed hard, heart racing in my chest in fear. What the hell was going on? What did they want from me? To eat me? I subtly tried to shift away from them, slowly moving towards the exit. Alec noticed and with a hard yank, lifted me up by the front of my shirt. How had he moved so fast?

"Because," said the other person. "If she smells this good, think of how nice she must taste. If would be a shame to drain her all at once. Why not keep her? And savor her blood for a little longer?"

What the hell were these creeps talking about? I waved my legs in midair as a scream bubbled out of my throat. Alec reached over and slapped me to shut me up. But he slapped me too hard.

I blacked out from the pain.

When I came too, I was lying on a cold stone floor, in front of three thrones. Only one was occupied. On it sat a man with long black hair and pale skin. He looked ancient and yet young at the same time. His face smooth but red eyes old. "The human's awake," he said cheerfully when he saw me blinking my eyes open. I sat up with a groan, heart pounding away in my chest. Where the hell was I? What was going on? I needed to call the authorities! I patted my pockets for my phone but I recalled I had dropped it earlier.

Fear filled me, a sour taste in my mouth. What the hell could I do now?

Whimpering, I tried to slide away from him, only to hit something hard. I looked back and saw the same two figures from before, standing in back of me. Their hoods were down and I could see they both had pale skin and those same red eyes. What the hell were they? Before I could pitifully slide away from them, Alec lifted me up by the back of my shirt like I weighed nothing. I swung my legs and arms around, screaming. "Let me go, you creeps!" I tried to hit them but failed.

They did nothing but chuckle at my attempts.

"My father is a cop! He'll get you if anything happens to me!" I continued screaming. My jaw was sore from where Alec had slapped me before and I winced as the screaming caused me pain.

"We're not afraid of some cops," the smaller cloaked figure sneered. "They can't do anything to us."

"What do you even want from me?" I near sobbed out, stopping in my attempts now as I saw it was getting me nowhere. I had to conserve my energy if I wanted to get out of this.

"Quite simple, human. We want your blood," the man on the throne said. "Alec scented you around the city and Damian made a good case for keeping you and using you for your blood slowly, rather than rapidly. And so, you're going to stay here with us, in Volterra."

None of this made any sense. "I don't want to stay here!"

"You have no choice, human," the man on the throne smiled and I could see his pointed canine teeth. Pale skin, red eyes, sharp teeth, a need for blood. It all sounded like vampires. But vampires didn't exist. Were they some sort of cultist wannabe's? I was so confused and scared. I just wanted to be home.

Wanted to see my friends again. But something told me I wouldn't, not for a long time.

"Take her to her own private room and station a guard outside in case she gets any bright ideas about escaping," the man on the throne said, smiling gleefully. "Welcome to your new home, human."

And then I was being dragged out of the throne room, screaming even louder than before.

That had been about a week ago, and I steadily found myself in a horror movie. Each day was the same. I was kept in Volterra, whatever this place was. Dank and cold and dim. I was fed lavish meals, dressed in nice clothes, and I had all the books I could ever want to read. And yet, each evening, I was a snack for some vampire.

It was maddening. I hadn't actually believed in them until the first one bit me on the neck and I could feel the blood being steadily drained from me. They always made sure to not take a lot, just a taste really, so I wouldn't get woozy. It seemed my blood delighted them for some reason that no other humans had.

The whole process was scary. They didn't bother to ask me if I wanted to do this, they merely demanded I offer them my blood, and if I didn't, I was pushed around, bullied into giving it. I hated this. Hated them. They treat me like a damned farm cow. Only to serve their needs; their existence.

I wanted so badly to escape. But I hadn't figured out a way how just yet. I was given access to certain parts of this underground castle and I combed it for ways of escape, mindful of the vampires walking through the halls. So far, nothing. No hope to be found. And now, it was meal time again. Usually it was only Aro, the man with the long black hair, or a couple of his high ranking friends, who had the privilege of chomping down on my neck, but once, a mysterious blonde haired woman had joined in.

She made me nervous, for many reasons. And it was her voice that was calling me now, like a siren trying to lull sailors into jumping off ships. As I contemplated perhaps at least putting up some sort of a fight, she had already made her way into the room. She leaned one hand on the doorway, smiling at me in that elusive manner of hers. Her blonde hair was up in a bun, two long strands framing her face, and diamond earrings cascaded down from her ears in long strands. She was clad in a tight dress also encrusted with diamonds. It looked too stiff to move in, but she had no difficultly.

After all, they had superb strength. I had seen it and felt it first hand. I was no match for them physically. I knew I couldn't fight them. So I would have to outsmart them. I just didn't know how and the despair that filled me didn't lend my mind any credence.

"Come, human. Feeding time," she said, her tone brokering no argument. They didn't even bother learning my name. It was extremely demeaning.

"My name, is Bella," I grit out between clenched teeth as she waited for me to approach her. I did not, only rising from my seat and slamming my hands on the desk top. The books piled on it rattled.

She arched a brow at my outburst, slightly disdainful. "Why would I bother to learn your name? You don't name every piece of steak you eat, do you?"

Her words only made me feel sick and I gulped down the shame and hate growing inside me. I hated feeling powerless and used. But I was powerless. And I was being used. I couldn't believe that not but a week ago I had been laughing with my friends, so carefree, and now I was here. Alone. Hunted. "Why won't you just let me leave? I did nothing to deserve this." I longed to go home; I was sick with yearning. Surely my friends must have noticed me being gone, or the school. Then they would alert my dad. And I knew he wouldn't stop trying to search for me. If only he knew where 'here' was.

Within a moment's notice she was next to me, stroking a hand down my cheek. I flinched and jumped back. She chuckled at my reaction. "Your only crime was smelling too good, human. That's why you're here. Nothing more, and nothing less."

"Why can't I just leave blood bags for you? Why do I have to stay here?" I whispered, longing to see stupid dreary Forks. I never thought the day would come, but it had.

"Because, when the Volturi wants something, it gets it," she said darkly. "And you know about us vampires now. There's no way we can ever let you leave."

I felt the pit of my stomach drop out. This was it. I was condemned into being here forever. I wanted to cry my anguish out but I wouldn't ever let them see me cry.

Then, smiling cruelly, she approached me once more. This time her touch was harsh, like steel. She tipped my head back, and I gripped her shoulders, trying to hurt her in the least for what she was doing to me even if I knew it wouldn't. I had learned they were far too strong for a mortal like me- it wasn't just their ability to punch through walls that protected them, but their inability to be bruised or cut.

In my first days here, I had fashioned makeshift weapons to make them hurt. They only stared in amusement at my attempts to hurt them. All of my blows had gone without consequence until they slapped me and knocked me out. It was disheartening. And painful.

The blonde vampire peeled back her lips to reveal dainty fangs and then buried her mouth into my neck as the feeding yet again commenced.

I tried not to cry.

A/N: A prompt fic for a harem Bella story with all the queens. I've never tried writing one before, so I hope y'all enjoy. It's a bit of a depressing start but things get better :)

I created my own versions of how the three vampire queens will look, behave and the lore behind them; I am not going by the book because I figured it might be more interesting this way. Once the characters are more formally introduced I'll include the full head-canons for them.