Third Person POV:
Nervously Bella was biting her thumb nail worried about the approaching fight that her beloved Vampire family was about to face without her as she stubbornly stared out of the window of her beat up truck, still a little bit upset about the fact that Jake had just snatched the car keys out of her hand and banned her into the passenger seat, arguing that she didn't even know where the old Hanson timber mill was.
Peeking up into the with night dark shadowed sky the brunet could make out the thick masses of dark clouds that were slowly moving above her, setting a perfect background for her depressed mood and she dreaded the approaching rising of the morning sun that would lightened the world around her.
Lucky for her the young wolf choose that exact moment to leave the main road and to drive along a fern laced, overgrown makeshift path that looked like no one had used in quite a while.
The tall trees and strong branches that were riddled up with countless leaves of all shapes and green shades provided a secure protection from any unwanted light that attempted to lighten the clumsy girl's temper.
Wistfully the girl thought back to the day she had discovered the books that changed her life, letting the one she had stolen from another seem pale in comparison to what her own eyes saw written down in black and white.
Her thoughts wandered to the lee side of the stony peak, that she had only ever seen in her imagination, were a little tent was supposed to be nestled up against the sheltering face. She imagined flurries that were falling all around the camp side never to settle anywhere since the wind was too strong to let them.
Sad and longing tears stung her eyes as she thought of the beautiful man that was supposed to wait anxiously for her arrival and welcome her with open arms.
Oh how she missed being held in those strong, cool arms that provided her safety and made her feel loves and precious.
Her arms slung tighter around her middle as memories of their happy times together and the pictures her mind created while reading "Eclipse" assaulted her, causing her throat to tighten and the intensity of feelings that were coursing through her tired, sleep deprived and achy body to knock the breath out of her lungs.
But before her mind could tap into the really dangerous territory of "Breaking Dawn" the abrupt stop of the orange beast ripped her out of her painful stupor.
With a sigh and indifferently she looked ahead of herself, taking a moment to let her eyes and mind adjust back to reality after being, once again and for god knows how long, on the boulevard of broken and shattered dreams.
"Jake ….. why are you stopping here? …. Where is the timber mill?" Bella asked confused as she looked at the overgrown end of the path in front of her. All that was around them were trees, grass and moss.
Cranking her neck she saw the unreadable expression that had overtaken Jacob's face and her heart started to beat faster in dread.
"Where are the others? …." She was met with dark silence. "Jake?"
"They are not here, Bells." He answered as he pulled the key out of the ignition lock before he opened the door and got out of the truck.
"What do you mean they are not here?" Bella asked loudly as her brows drew together in confusion.
Jacob stood in front of the old truck with his back to her and made no move to answer, what unsettled Bella. Which was why she quickly jumped out of the truck and angrily stormed over to him only to stop right before him with her arms crossed over her chest and an angered expression on her face that was pinning the wolf down.
"Jacob, what did you do and where are we?"
"Somewhere safe." He bit out matching her dark look.
"When did the plan change?" She fired at him while he remained silent, gazing stoically at the ground in front of him, not meeting her eyes.
A bad feeling was quickly pooling into the pit of her stomach.
"Do the others know where we are? Are they coming?"
Again she was met with silence and fear and panic started to overtake her.
"Jacob we have to go back…."
"No," he barked at her as his head snapped up and his angrily glowing, stormy pools of black locked with hers.
"I don't trust them."
"What?" She shook her head slowly from side to side not understanding.
"I. Do. Not. Trust. Those. Bloodsuckers."
"Jake, I know you don't like them but you fought side by side ….."
"In a damn book Bells and then the circumstances were different. They needed us to win against the red head but now they have those other bloodsuckers to help them. Who's to say they won't use their knowledge to reduce our numbers with the help of that leech army. They do have the perfect opportunity don't they. From all you told me she wants you not them. They are just a bonus but you are the main prize. " He yelled in his frustration at her.
He still couldn't believe that Sam, his other pack-brothers and even his own father had ignored his suspicions.
The young shape-shifter was entirely unable to comprehend how they could put such trust into their mortal enemy, especially when they were at such advantage.
He remembered one meeting where Bella had told them how the fight went down in the books and later when Sam met up with the leeches for the training session, long before the European bloodsuckers turned up, he questioned everything Bella had told them.
Sam trusted those bloodsuckers more than he trusted Jacob's imprint and on top of that he let her feel it which was quite a low blow for the young pup.
His hatred of the Cullen's and one in particular and the disappointment he suffered once it had become clear to him that no one was taking his fears seriously let him be blind to the pain and anguish he was putting the girl through he was convinced he imprinted on.
"And in case you forgot they made it pretty clear in the last meeting that they don't want you." He spat coolly at her, rubbing salt into her bleeding wounds.
Her best friend's words, though it could be argued with if that was still the right term for the young wolf, cut through her like knifes and she had to bite her teeth together to battle against the pain that sliced her heart in two.
Blinking her tears away she glared at the boy in front of her.
"Rosalie never liked me and no matter what happened the Cullen's are not like that, Edward would never…."
Jacob could not stomach hearing her run to their, to his defence once again as it always was in their arguments that concerned the immortal residents of Forks.
"Your precious Edward abandoned you and than let you fall like a hot potato, finding himself another toy that he was shoving right into your face the whole time." He growled at her with his fist balled at his sides while Bella swallowed hard losing the battle against the fat tears that rolled down her flushed cheeks.
Sniffing and furiously weeping the hot liquid of her heated skin with the back of her hand the brunet shook her head violently.
"For fuck's sake, wake up Bells." He exclaimed forcefully, imploring her with his eyes to understand before he sighed, turned around, took a few steps ahead and cursed as he kicked a stone that was nestled in front of his left shoe with such force that it bore into the tree trunk it hit.
Shoving his hands into the pockets of his cut off jeans and grumping unhappily under his breath his heart tore in two at the choked and anguished noises the girl he loved was making because he had lost his temper.
He was longing to comfort her, to take her pain away but he couldn't …. And a tiny part of him, one he did not acknowledged; did not want to. He was too angry, too upset; he argued with himself. The rapid shaking of his body and the raging beast inside him wouldn't allow him to do what his heart yearned for.
With a defeated sigh and conflicted emotions in his stomach he walked up to the closest tree and slumped down to the ground, staring stoically ahead, being unable to face the mess he created while he asked himself why he had gone off on her like that.
Anna's POV:
"Are you OK? Do you want some of the hot tea?" Edward asked, standing in front of me while he rubbing his hands down my arms, in an effort to keep me warm, as I sat on a fallen tree in the middle of the forest.
"Don't worry I am toasty warm. This ski mask was actually a great idea." I replied in a teasing voice, absent minded touching the object in question with my right hand.
"And besides we are going to be here only for a few hours," I laughed as I eyed the heavily packed backpack that was full with hot tea and coffee and snacks as well as a first aid kit.
You are lucky that you are not a stress eater or else you would have been as round as the moon by now. My subconscious murmured.
"Gone overboard with that, huh?" He questioned looking sheepishly at me while he took my glove clad hands into his.
It was like he couldn't keep himself from not touching me in any way possible but since it seemed to clam him down I didn't particularly mind.
And if you were being honest with yourself you would admit that you liked having him this close and touching you all the time. My subconscious raised an eyebrow at me, daring me to deny.
It was plain visible to the naked eye how stressed he was to have to go through this battle all over again but this time around with even harder circumstances working against him and his family.
Shaking my head I tried to find a way to distract myself because thinking about all the scenarios in which this could go wrong was not helping.
"Well …..at least the atmosphere is appropriate for the event," I murmured looking around the area deep in the woods that was dimly lit since the sun had just begun to rise and that had been barely touched by the snow that fell the night before as the white, milky mist was slowly creeping along the wet, dark brownish-green forest ground, the moss, the broken and fallen branches, hugging the tree trunks and turning the usually peaceful looking scenery into a slightly sinister place.
"It will start soon." Edward murmured gravely after he took a look at his watch.
I nodded my head just as his cell went off. He put the headset to his ear and looked back at Jane before he turned back to me.
"We are too far away to hear them with our senses." He explained. "Alice hid her cell that way we can hear everything that is happening over there." I nodded in understanding.
In the other timeline he had Seth and the pack shared mind to keep him informed about how his family was doing. I should have known he would figure out a way to be able to keep an eye on them even from far away.
This was part of who he was after all. He and Alice were the ones who looked out for potential danger that could jeopardise their life's and everything they had build for themselves.
"I'll keep my fingers crossed." I quipped as nervousness had begun to take hold on me and I prayed that this would work out just as fine as it did in the other timeline
That was all I could do praying and waiting for Victoria and Riley to strike.
God, I hoped that Edward would be able to kill her before she would notice that I was not that family stealing witch and spilled the beans to Jane before we had the chance to explain everything to Aro.
He was the only one of them who would even listen, at least we all hopped. As far as I could see we had not broken any laws. We had not straight out lied to the guard or given false witness but offered vague answers that could be misunderstood. It was all negotiable and depended on one's point of view.
Third Person POV:
The wide Quileute river gurgled peacefully caring masses of wet liquid from the mountains into the Pacific ocean while the Cullen's as well as the Volturi guard positioned themselves securely hidden from view, waiting for the arrival of the newborns.
Intensely and anxious for the upcoming fight, though it would be a rather disappointing one for Emmett and Felix, they watched the surface of the greyish-blue water, observing how a gentle mist was rolling over the wetness onto the ground of the riverbank and inching it's way into the forest which was a perfect cover for Alec's vicious gift.
After receiving a sharp nod from Alice, signalling that it was time, Alec took a deep breath while closing his eyes before he released his poisonous fog to mingle with the one of the nature.
The one's who had not witnessed his gift before watched fascinated, from their hideouts in the trees, how the dangerous haze covered the ground beneath them, looking entirely harmless to the naked eye.
It didn't take long before a blond haired head surfaced out of the water. His narrowed crimson eyes scanned the area and he signalled to the others who had also surfaced by then to go on.
Alec observed them closely and waited until every single one of them stepped into his trap before with am icy twitch of his lips he cut off all the senses of the newborns.
The little boy's gift was vicious and terrifying because he could not only make his victims blind and deaf but he could also cut off any other sense so they can't smell, taste or feel as well, which left them disoriented, confused and terrified and for the most part even paralyzed them. Without the ability to feel they had no real control over their body.
Which was why most of the newborns turned into convulsing messes that fell to the ground like stones though a few managed to stay upright attempting to run in sheer panic and terror only to end up running either into each other, tripping and falling to the ground in their blindness after a few steps or crashing into the tall grown trees, unable to even voice the horror they were going through.
Satisfied with his handiwork Alec nodded at Demitir and Felix signalling to his colleagues that it was safe to enter the previously poisoned area since once his vicious mist had entered the body of a victim it took some time for a paralysing effect to wear off.
While the other guard members and the Cullen's began to tear the newborns apart Alec continued to lean against the tree trunk high up in the tree he had chosen as his observation spot and watched the happenings beneath him with mild interest.
(*.*)
Sniffing loudly Bella dried her tears and a determinate expression settled on her blotchy face before she pushed the door of her truck open, into which she had retreated with a loud, angry bang when she barricaded herself inside the metal box to let the only other soul for miles know that she was not happy with him and did not want to be bothers while she fumed.
With her mind made up the brunet jumped out of the old automobile, turned on her heel and stormed off down the overgrown makeshift path.
"Where do you think you are going?" A half annoyed and half amused Quileute asked.
"Home!" The girl yelled out of anger.
The boy sighed tiredly and rose to his feet.
"Bella!" He called after her what made her speed up her pace but seeing that fate did not meant well with the upset human and her clumsy streak just then decided to rear it's ugly head the brunet suddenly tripped over her own feet and fell down head first but thankfully she caught herself before she had the chance head bashed into the ground.
"Bells!" The concerned wolf immediately ran over to her.
"Ouch," she moaned when she noticed the sharp pain in her left palm.
Strong, hot, big hands gently grabbed her and helped her to sit up while her eyes were focused on the red, thick liquid that was slowly running down her wrist before they darted to the object that caused her injury and she was assaulted by another painful memory.
….a small branch snapped off under my left hand and gouged into my palm.
"Ouch! Oh, fabulous," I muttered.
"Are you all right?"
"I'm fine. Stay where you are. I'm bleeding. It will stop in a minute."
He ignored me. He was right there before I could finish.
But this time Edward had not rushed to her side. It were not cool marble hands that took care of her. It were not tender amber pools that looked worried into her own and she felt hot tears spring into her eyes.
Everything about this day, everything about the past couple of weeks, everything about the future was wrong and the brunet just couldn't deal with the new reality she had single handed created by running away from her problems.
She wanted to become a Vampire so badly. She even went that far as to consider to just turn up at Aro's doorstep or to give herself into Victoria's hands in hopes to convince the revenge seeking female that what would hurt Edward the most was for her to become a Vampire.
The brunet had even practiced her speech many, many times in her head but in the end she couldn't go through with it. But not because she was afraid to fail and to die but because she wanted it to be Edward's venom that coursed through her veins for eternity.
The burning hell that ate her from inside out when James had bitten her, she wanted that to be caused by Edward, for him to become irrevocably part of her. In her mind it was a romantic fantasy; the both of them bonded intimately forever.
Only Edward could make her feel loved and worthy, though at the same time she felt unworthy of him, and just like in the books only his venom could turn her dull, boring, human, she resented that word, self into the beautiful, stunning Vampire she read about.
"It does not look that bad, Bells. The cut is pretty shallow." Jacob murmured softly after he examined her hand and left to get the first aid kid out of the car.
Tears were streaming unstoppably down her face while she tried to push the pain away and desperately wanted to forget about the hole that had been punched anew through her chest when her beloved Vampire told her that he had fallen in love with another.
This particular thought stole her breath away and sliced her already scared heart even further letting her wonder if she would ever be able to recover. How could she exist without him?
"There all done." The boy who had become her best friend in one of the darkest times of her life announced causing her to snap out of her self-pity and the sinister place in her mind she had wallowed in.
"Thanks," she sighed after Jacob had bandaged her hand up and she leaned forward leaning her forehead against the muscular boy's shoulder in comfort.
"It's Ok Bells. I will protect you. It's Ok." The young Quileute whispered while he pulled the sobbing brunet into his arms.
But the words left a bitter taste in his mouth because he knew that being frightened was not the reason why she had broken down once again and no matter how many time he tried to convince himself that she was over him the look in her bottomless, chocolate eyes told him the truth he did not want to accept.
The young wolf was convinced that all his beloved needed was time and distance from the one who broke her fragile heart as well his love, patience, understanding and care.
Despite his own heartbreak, having to watch her pin after his sworn enemy, having to witness the love she still held for him reflect in her dark pools when she thought that no one was looking, despite knowing that even after everything he had done to hurt her she still loved him and the lack of help or understanding from his friends he was still determinate to fight for the crying girl that was pressed against his chest.
Even though sometimes he was angry and furious at her for not being able to see what was right under her nose.
But if he just tried long and hard enough he would break her walls down. He would bring back a smile to her face. He would make her happy again. They could be happy together. She would let him in completely and the Vampire that had brought all the pain and misery into her life would be a distant memory he was sure of that.
Or at least he hopped and prayed like hell for this particular outcome.
While the supernatural boy and the heartbroken girl were snuggled up against each other a red headed female Vampire and her companion where on their way to surprise a certain mind reading Vampire and to kill his human pet that he loved so much.
The female was consumed with the lust for revenge for the death of her beloved. She wanted the one who had taken the man away she considered her mate to suffer especially for the humiliations her James had endured.
He who had been one of the best, strongest and proudest of their kind found an end at the hands of freaks. Vampires who had forsaken their nature and had chosen a worthless human over one of their own.
Her beloved had to die so food could continue to exist!
She sneered under her breath as rage overwhelmed her at the thought but she quickly calmed down when she noticed the curious look that was burning into the back of her head.
She was so close to getting what she thirsted for. She could practically smell the sweet tasting blood of the human pet. Suddenly Victoria stopped dead in her tracks, closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"What is it?" Riley asked confused until he also caught a waft of the delicious fragrance and a hungry growl vibrated through his chest as the monster inside him demanded to taste this sweetest of nectars.
A feral smile appeared on the female's face before she harshly glared at the male that barely had left his newborn stage.
Immediately the boy stopped breathing. He had just fed opulently a few hours ago which was why the red haze barely clouded his mind and the fact that the scent of the tempting blood was rather faint given the distance it had travelled before reaching him also contributed to the fact that he was able to pull himself together.
Swallowing the venom that had pooled into his mouth he shook his head and smiled apologetically at his sire.
"She's mine!" The red head hissed before turning on her heel missing how Riley nodded timidly.
He did not really understand the woman he loved. He was smart enough to know that she had lied to the others and that territory and food source were not the reasons why she had turned all the others.
Riley assumed that those Cullen's had done her some injustice in the past. One that she obviously could not get over. He wished that she would talk to him, tell him what had hurt her that bad but he knew that that was not how Victoria operated.
So with a defeated sigh he took off after his sire hoping that once the Cullen's and their pet were taken care of the both of them could finally start to focus on their future together.
Quietly the both Vampires moved fast in the direction from which the sweet smell came from, soon hearing the beats of two hearts, what confused both predators, as they inched their way closer in the protection of the wind that blew into their faces.
The female was surprised when she could not smell the scent of the boy who killed her beloved but instead was assaulted by the stench of wet dog.
Having found a good hiding spot in an old tree she observed her target as it was pressed into the t-shirt clad chest of a very muscular young man. Going into herself she tired to determinate if this was a trap but her senses and her gift could not locate any hidden danger.
The red head was slightly confused about this situation. This was not what she had expecting or had hoped to find. She had wanted to kill the pet painfully in front of the mind reader's eyes but throwing her dead and cold body at his feet was not that bad either. She mused and shook her head.
No, she would get the pet alive torture her and end her once she had gathered the attention of the audience she wanted. Suddenly she found herself hoping that the mind reader would survive her army's attack only to be broken by her personally.
She waited for the mutt to unwrap himself from the girl so she could take him out without endangering her target but she could see they were not going to let go of each other any time soon and her patience was already running thin.
"Well, well, well, look what we have here." She announced her presence after she had gracefully and quietly jumped down to the ground.
Jacob was too lost in his own thoughts and worry about his and Bella's future to notice the two Vampires that had inched their way to them until he heard the cool female voice that made the brunet's blood freeze.
So fast one could think he was a Vampire himself Jacob whipped around and stood on his feet in a protective stance in front of the frightened human, looking into the brightly shinning red eyes that were intent, missing nothing as they gazed back at him.
The tall grown kid's body began furiously to shake until his form started to blur while his teeth bared dangerously at the two predators in front of him and a growl, a long unbroken sound, signalled a violent warning to back off.
His anger at being this careless to have let them get this close and his fear for his imprintee let the teenage boy's body vibrate stronger than it had ever before and soon, with a vicious growl from deep within his chest, he exploded into a massive horse sized wolf.
…where the hell are you Jake …. we have been waiting for you forever …. Quil growled in Jacob's head mighty pissed at his friend for standing him and Embry up at the timber mill.
Jacob! Sam's enraged and annoyed voice echoed through the younger pup's mind.
Not now! He braked back and with a few flashes he showed them where he and Bella were and also who was with them.
Fuck! Cursed Embry and Quil in union while they were flying through the forest to the location in which their friend had gotten himself into quite some trouble while Sam and a few others couldn't help but to give Jacob grief over what he had done as impropriate as the time was for that.
Hold on Jared and I will be there as soon as we can. Sam said also on his way to help the pup in need.
The red head was smirking coolly at the lone wolf in front of her while her companion wore a serious and sinister expression on his face trying to intimidate the beast, showing him that he clearly was not impressed with the snarls that left his sharp teethed snout.
With a look Victoria gave Riley a silent command. Normally she wouldn't have had a problem with sacrificing Riley to get the human. It would have been easier to let Riley deal with the wolf, to let him provide a distraction, possibly get killed in the process, while she got what she was after.
But she might need him later.
The both of them stepped away from each other encircling the Werewolf slowly that was desperately trying to protect the brunet who was shaking like leaf and temporarily frozen with freight.
Edward! Edward! EDWARD! She screamed in her head unable to compose any sound out loud.
Jacob stopped growling watching his opponents every move with highest concentration which was why for a few moments it was dead silent. The calm before the storm.
The only sounds that filled the air were the harsh breathing of a scared girl and her frantic heartbeat as well as a few noises of the inhabitants of the forest before a challenging growl erupted from the female Vampire's throat that was answered by snarls which ripping angrily out of the wolf's chest as his in fury quivering boy was crouched down ready for an attack.
Riley bared his sharp teeth growling viciously to gather the wolf's attention. The guarded black pools of the animal were furiously switching between the both Vampires. He was unsure how to proceed and scared to make a wrong move that could cost the girl he loved her life.
All he could do was to go along with the lethal dance the both predators had started in hopes that he would gain enough time for his pack brothers to arrive but the wolf was running out of luck.
The red head's body seemed to be trembling as she moved, she was so tightly wound. Her fingers were ready claws, her crimson eyes flashed with twisted desire as she pinned her target down with an ice cold glare.
Her steps were fluid as if she was a prima ballerina while she slowly moved in a circle around the both creatures that possessed a heartbeat until the moment she suddenly stopped dead in her tracks and smiled lethally at the rusty coloured pup before she took off shooting across the field, just a few feet away from the wolf, changing places with her companion.
They did it again and again each time moving a little closer to the helpless wolf who growled and snapped his teeth at them in an effort to keep them away from the brunet he tried to protect.
The female just laughed as she saw fear creep into the beast's eyes and before he knew what was happening Riley had punched him onto his snout.
Shocked and surprised for a second Jake shook his head and snapped his teeth furiously at the blurs that seemed to be all around him. Though Werewolves could run just as fast as Vampires a Vampire could move faster in limited space and the huge body of a Werewolf was not helping matters either.
Recognising that he couldn't do much Jacob took a few steps back until Bella's small frame that was being wrecked by sobs was hidden under his massive body. If he could not fight he would at least make sure no one harmed her.
More and more times either Victoria or Riley were able to place a blow against the rusty animal's body, preferably against his head.
"Stop! Please stop! Please don't hurt him anymore." The brunet cried in anguish trying to crawl from under her protector but he put his paw down on the hem of her jacket keeping her in place.
Desperately she wanted to pull the zipper down to free herself but the damn thing stuck making it impossible for her to get the piece of fabrics off her and to try to help her friend in any way.
Though there was also a dark and sinister part of her that longed to get close to the lethal, venom coated teeth of the Vampires around her.
An image of how Victoria's perfectly white teeth would tear through her skin and into her flesh infecting her body with the precious, immortal poison flashed up in her mind being overlapped by the description of her transition in "Breaking Dawn" but another painful yelp from Jacob brought her back to reality.
Frustrated and hopeless she gave up, pleaded and had to witness how the Vampires continued to bash in on her furry protector. She cringed and winced in pain each time she heard a dull thud or the disgusting sound of cracking bones.
Jacob's legs were trembling violently and he shook his head to stay focused while his right eye was swollen so much he was blind on it. He continued to snap into thin air but it was no use. Chained to one spot he was absolutely no match to the agile Vampires.
Only one thought let him endure the beating and forget about the pain: he had to keep Bella safe no matter what.
Victoria was having a blast, loving to hear the human pet whimper in freight and cry in anguish, pleading incoherently for them to stop. It was music to her sensible ears and let her gloat inside.
She loved it, enjoyed it to an extreme to see the cause of James death writhe in pain in the dirt. Hearing Bella plead for the wolf's life and cry out in pain, terror and fear let a hysterical laugh bubble out of the female Vampire.
Maybe killing the beast is not a waste of time after all. She mused, realising that the brunet must have some sort of attachment to the animal.
The red head was in the middle of planning how she would draw out the beast's death and let the worthless human beg for it's life before she killed it painfully in front of the pathetic creatures eyes when suddenly an animalistic snarl ripped from the brunet's right and Bella managed to snap her head up just in time to see a mammoth tan shape fly through the tree line, throwing Riley to the ground.
Gasping in disbelieve Victoria snapped her head in the direction where a huge wolf ripped and tore at the blond vampire beneath him, vicious growls left the beast's snout while the Vampire yelped in surprise and pain as the sharp teeth bore into his marble flesh.
Lost in the pleasure of torturing the human and in relishing the grief she was causing she had not noticed the approaching danger but now that her senses were brutally pulled back into reality she could feel it in every cell of her perfect body.
With a powerful leap she managed to move out of the way of the second beast that had pick her as a target instead but she reacted a split of a second too late and the enormous knifes in the wolf's mouth easily cut through the fabrics of her jeans, buried themselves into her flesh and with a jerk of his head Quil tore a huge piece of her calf out.
The red head screamed in pain as she fell to the ground and rolled away from the animal through the dirt. Her orange, red hair was swirling like wild, angry flames around her head.
For a second she was shocked and scared but soon her gift that let her survive the most impossible situations through the years kicked in full force and she scrambled awkwardly and as fast as she could to her feet, blindly taking off into the woods while desperately trying to ignore the pain in her injured leg.
When his friends arrived Jacob was dizzy with relief and finally allowed himself to give up the fight against the darkness that had threatened to consume him since quite some time. But even half unconscious he was still aware and mindful of the girl he loved.
Carefully he let his giant body fall to the side making sure he would not crush the brunet beneath him before everything went black.
Bella watched in horror as the rusty coloured beast swayed above her until he hit the soft forest ground and remained unmoving. Her breath was stuck in her throat and her sight was blurry with tears as she cried out his name.
She was ripped out of her shocked stupor when something white and hard smacked into a tree not far from her and suddenly she heard the animalistic and violent snarls of the two predators that were fighting against each other, reminding her that the danger was not over yet.
Her head snapped into the direction of the terrible noises and she saw Riley looking misshapen and haggard, but he was able to fling a vicious kick into thin grey wolf's rips. She felt nauseas when she heard a bone crunch. Embry backed off and started to circle, slightly limping in pain.
Riley had his arms out, ready for the next attack, though he was missing one hand.
Swallowing hard the brunet suddenly jerk forward and crawled the short distance over to the unconscious wolf that was slowly changing his form. A strangled cry of despair left her lips when she saw his mangled and bloody human body.
Not able to contain herself at the sight of the dark blood and the open flesh wounds she started to cry almost hysterically at the battered frame in front of her shielding him with her body as good as she could.
Behind her Riley's fist caught Embry's flank, and a low yelp coughed out of the grey wolf's throat. The beast's body shook as if he was trying to rid himself off the pain.
Riley wanted to use exactly that moment to duck around the animal and flee from the scene but Embry's enormous head suddenly shot out snapping his dangerous teeth into a chunk of meat on the Vampire's side before ripping it out of him.
Riley screamed in agony before red eyes brilliant flashed with fury that surfaced up behind the pain. His mouth opened, widened, his teeth glistening with lethal poison, as he prepared to rip out a piece of the beast as well.
Riley threw himself into a violent ballet, his eyes anxious for his partner. Embry struck, crunching off another small piece of the vampire.
Riley bellowed and launched a massive backhanded blow that caught Embry full in his broad chest, sending him soaring through the air but luckily he landed on the soft moose overgrown forest ground.
Riley was panting, his face was twisted with mind-numbing pain as he watched his opponent jump back to his feet and circle him in anticipation of his next attack.
The Vampire lunged forward but Embry had just waited for him to make the first move. With a powerful kick he catapulted himself off the spot, averting his body so that he caught the surprised and horrified Vampire by the shoulder.
Immediately his teeth ripped through Riley's stone flesh. An earsplitting metallic screech filled the air as Riley lost a part of his shoulder and the arm.
The brunet nearly blacked out when the twitching limb landed just a few inches away from her feet.
The broken hissing noise that came through Embry's teeth sounded like snickering while Riley was close to panic. With one leap the wolf tore the Vampire to the ground burying it's teeth into the one armed man who hissed, screamed and snarled and snapped his venom coated teeth in desperation but it was no use.
The forest was filled with Riley's piercing shrieks of agony but soon with a last strangled cry accompanied by disgusting ripping sounds of metal it was quiet and a lone wolf was walking around the area collecting white flesh to turn the remains into ashes.
Meanwhile Victoria flew through the trees and bushes in an attempt to escape her follower that wanted her dead. She was slower than normal thanks to the injured leg but her gift allowed her to dodge each and every move the wolf made though it was by hairs breath more times than she liked.
Sensing another attack she whistled through the air but miscalculated the distance because of her dysfunctional leg that did not have the power she was used to which was why she collided mid-flight with a tree trunk. The impact sounded like an explosion, and it threw her against another tree which snapped in half but she landed on her feet again.
Risking a quick glance behind her, still crouched, she saw her attacker inching closer before she took off like a bat from hell.
Twisting around in her death dash she kicked a small sharp rock that she had located a few seconds before with her good leg at the wolf behind her. Though she hit her aim and caused a madly bleeding gash at the beasts head it did nothing to slow him down and he was not her only problem anymore.
Weaving between two tree trunks she managed to escape the sharp teeth of a black beast in the last second only to be stopped dead in her tracks by another horse sized animal.
Though she had been able to feel the danger approaching she could do nothing to outmanoeuvre it. No matter how often she had changed directions the danger adjusted to her change of plans and with her injured leg she was not able to outrun those mutts.
Gathering herself she found that she was surrounded by three giant dogs that had their teeth bared at her, snarled and growled to intimidate her as their black, stormy eyes screamed with blood lust.
She sashayed back, moving from side to side, trying to find a hole in their defence but there was non. Much like she and Riley had done the wolves began to circle around her.
Her brilliant crimson pools followed their movements while she waited for them to act counting on an opening that would give her the upper hand. She was skilled and experienced and she knew that sooner or later they would make a mistake that she could use to her advantage.
She only hoped she would stay alive long enough for that to happen because she could not die. She had to avenge James no matter the price.
The Cullen's and their pet had to pay and those mutts would go down as well even when she had to bring down the whole damn Volturi on them and every other Vampire she knew.
She would get her revenge!
Victoria was a very good fighter. Her body was a lethal weapon as she used her ready crawls and her razor sharp nails to inflict wounds on her opponents whenever they can too close to her.
The pain in her leg began to become bearably and she quickly learned how to operate most effectively with her handicap. She threw punches and kicks, counterattacked every move from the wolves.
She was agile and evaded their strikes just in time but they managed to prevent her from escaping. The female was wild the desperation to get away and frustration about the failure of her plan what worsened her already instable condition.
Coherent thoughts did not pass her mind anymore she was acting purely on instinct, having given herself to her inner monster completely.
Dodging an attack of the black beast suddenly sharp blades served her right hand from her arm. Overwhelmed with panic, shock and surprise and too far gone to be able to feel pain all she could do was to gasp when she caught a brief glance at her stump.
Quil lunged forward forcing her to move sharply back to doge his teeth what presented an opening for Jared to snap at her but thanks to her gift she could twist her body away in a perfectly choreographed spiralling movement just in time only for the alarm bells in her head to go off again a split of a second before Sam tore into her right hip, throwing her to the ground.
A piercing shriek left her lips as the black wolf pulled her flesh apart but she had no time to catch a breath as another set of knifes buried themselves in her shoulder and she felt her right leg being ripped off her lower body.
She screamed and kicked in fury and pain but the sounds she made were drowned out by the hideous, grating screeching her body made as it was being taken apart to pieces.
After they had collected all of Victoria's remains Sam and Quil dashed off to help with the gravely injured Jacob while Jared stayed behind and turned back into his human shape to set the twitching Vampire parts on fire.
Purple smoke and a sticky, too sweet scent awaited the both beasts when they arrived at the other battle scene as well as a hysterically wailing Bella, a barely functioning Embry and a half dead Jacob.
"Get the truck!" Sam barked at Quil after they had phased back and he had taken a look at Jacob.
"K-k-k-keys," the brunet's trembling voice was a soft, terrified whisper but the sensitive ears of the wolf's caught it.
Bella's blood drenched, shaking hand pointed at the direction where Jacob's ripped cut offs were before her stomach lurched and she threw up. Having to watch how the dark red blood dropped off Jacob's body as his friends heaved his deadly pale and still body onto the load bed of her truck was too much for the brunet and she blacked out.
On the way back to La Push Sam's thought averted from worry for Jacob's life and how Billy would react to what was left of his son and what would happen if …. to how much he wished that Bella Swan would finally get out of their life's.
Unlike Jacob he was not blind and deaf. He heard people talking about how Bella had humiliated herself by begging Edward on her knees to take her back in the school parking lot. He also knew that the brunet had shown up at the diner to talk to Anna just a few days ago. Though Sue had not heard their conversation it was not hard to guess what the Swan girl's purpose had been.
He wished and prayed that Jake would finally get over his obsession with the girl. She had been bad news from day one and in the past couple of weeks it became clear to Sam that she was not entirely stable.
But as long as Jake insisted that she was his imprint, though he did not believe for a second that this was the case, and the younger pup would blow a gasket whenever anyone wanted to make him see reason there was nothing he could do about it.
One time Jacob had even gone as far as to threaten to leave the tribe to be with his trouble causing pale face. And Bella herself; every single attempt to talk to her ended with her in tears, reduced to a sobbing mess.
He supposed that time was a vital factor. Everyone had their breaking point, somewhere along the way Jake had to see that she was just dragging him along, using him, that he was only a consolation price, because the one that she wanted had deserted her, not that he could blame the bloodsucker.
He just hoped that Jake would reach that point soon preferably before it was too late.
Arriving at his and Emily's house where everyone who was part of the secret was assembled he grew more anxious and worried as he watched the physician, who was an outsider and had no knowledge of their unique genes, shout commands at Sue and prepared for the operation on Jacob who was hanging on by a thread.
Carlisle had known that he would not be able to help in case that one of the wolf's got badly injured like Anna had told him happened in Eclipse. Rationally he knew that he was not responsible for them but the physician in him did not care about that particular argument he had to help somehow at least.
Or maybe it was guilt that had driven him to do it. Maybe it was his way to say that he was sorry for what would happen to them once Aro would get to know all of their secrets since he had been bombarding Anna with all kinds of questions about them to satisfy his curiosity about the Werewolves.
Either way once the Volturi had announced their participation in the newborn fight he had called Jenks to organise a Doctor for the wolves just in case.
Dean Wilder did not have an easy life, growing up in one of the poorest districts of Detroit, but a brilliant mind, hard work -though not exactly legal-, scholarships and skilled hands made him one of the best surgeons though most of his fortune came from jobs like the one that had brought him into the godforsaken, rainy dump called La Push.
The second he arrived he knew that something was up with those people. He had worked for drug dealers, mobsters and any kind of shady creatures imaginable but something about those bodybuilders freaked him out though he could not put his finger on it.
But he knew better. The fat check in his pocket and the words high profile client which his contact repeated over and over eliminated even the smallest spark of curiosity. In his job he lived longer if he did not ask questions and did not discover secrets.
Which was why after he had finished operating the lethally injured boy who he by then deemed to be a freak of nature and given instructions how to further treat him he forgot all about the godforsaken place and it's people the second he was in his rental car on his way back to the airport in Seattle.