The Cullen's were relaxing peacefully in their living room; it was only 3 days after the incident with Carlisle's father. Everyone was still a little bit shaken from it, Carlisle being the worst. His injuries weren't all healed, both physically and emotionally. Carlisle sat cuddled up in Esme's arms on the couch, feeling her comfort. The door bell rang twice, startling each Cullen. Alice pranced to the door, opening it with a worried look.

As they waited they head the door creak open the shut soon after. Edward stood up as soon as the scent of the enemy came. Jasper and Emmet were soon to follow, but before they could do anything, Carlisle's father came around the corner, holding Alice captive. The bastard held her in a choke with a lighter near her face. She was holding on to his arm trying to force it down and away but his strength trumped hers greatly. The man smiled when he saw all of the Cullens ready to spring into action.

"Let her go!" Jasper snarled. His eyes flashed dangerously, ready to pounce and kill. Growls rippled throughout the room.

"I think not. Carlisle, my boy, you shouldn't have escaped." Carlisle's father sneered. Carlisle bared his teeth, snarling.

"Let my daughter go you asshole!" He snarled.

Alice tried to bite his arm in hopes to escape. She only got the lighter held closer to her face. Whimpers escaped her lips as her eyes became wider with fear. Jasper inched closer, hoping to save his true love. Edward put a hand on Jasper, giving him a look that made him back off.

"What do you want, Mr. Cullen?" He eyed Alice and she took a deep breath closing her eyes in anticipation. She looked as though see would burst in to tears. Jasper growled quietly. Edward step forward again establishing his position to Carlisle's father. The bastered just smiled again pulling the lighter just that much closer to Alice.

"Oh I want many things. Money, fame, new clothes, basic stuff. But I mostly want Carlisle to suffer and what's a better way than hurt his 'family.' "Mr. Cullen smirked.

Carlisle's gaze turned to fear for his family. Esme gripped his hand. "Just take me and let her go. She has nothing to do with this." Carlisle choked. "Never!" Emmett protested. Everyone nodded.

Mr. Cullen smiled wide."I see. Carlisle hates having his family hurt and his family hates seeing him hurt. Interesting." He said to himself, a plan forming in his mind. Edward eyes popped for a monument. Then his face became a rode of steel. "I wouldn't dare to do something so stupid Sir. If I were you, I would let her go now or for the love of all that is holy I will rip her from your dead arms." He said it in such calm that most of the families were shocked and worried. Jasper took a step to stand with Edward, both glared like demons at the son of a bitch. The bastered laughed, "Watch me!"

And with that Mr. Cullen threw the lighter towards Carlisle. Edward ran and pushed him out of the way. The rug quickly caught fire but Esme quickly tossed a vase full of water on the spreading flame. Mr. Cullen ran out the door, taking Alice with him. Emmett, Jasper, Carlisle and Edward followed him through the forest. As they ran, Mr. Cullen finally reached a building secluded deep in the woods. The boys ran in after him, gasping at what they saw. Emmet snarled at the empty warehouse.

"He tricked us!" He boomed. Edward sniffed the air. "Alice." He whispered. Edward zoomed out the door following the trail. As the scent grew its strongest, Mr. Cullen and his henchmen came into view. When Edward accidentally stepped on a leaf making it crunch, Mr. Cullen spun around and hissed. "Get him!" He commanded. Edward tried to run but was caught in the arms of a man twice as big as Emmett. He watched as Mr. Cullen wrote something down on a piece of paper and dropped it.

As he was dragged off, Edward caught a whiff of Alice's scent retreating back the way he came from. Edward satisfied that Alice had gotten away, began to struggle in the grip of the two most mindless idiots of his existence. Suddenly Mr. Cullen made a signal and Edward was kicked in the gut. Hard. That stopped the struggling until Mr. Cullen smiled and began to think how good it would be to draw Carlisle out then of course fool his son once again. "NO!" Edward began to struggle again, but this time a hard smack and a yell stopped him. He started in to the baste red's eyes.

"What is your name boy? Who was the first to be created by my weak, son?"Edward stayed silent for a monument thinking over his options, and desisted the more he cooperated the more he got back, though it was guaranteed to be little.

"I'm the first sired by the animal drinker Carlisle Cullen, and bare my birth name Edward." Just like you address the voice he thought bitterly. "And pray tell, Bitch, who are you to capture my family and injurer my father?" He growled with fierce protectiveness. The Damn bastered laughed! I'm getting tired of this, Edward thought.

"I'm Mr. Cullen. Your grandfather, as it may seem." He walked around Edward slowly examining him. "Well then you seem to be strong but well find that out soon enough, hmm?" Edward kept his gaze down not wanting to provoke him.

Carlisle was getting worried about Edward. It had been an hour since they left and Edward was supposed to be right behind them. "Boys, I'll be back. I'm going to find your brother." He told them and after much protest they let him go alone. As he followed Edward's trail, his scent wasn't the only one there. That's when he found the note...