a/n: Welcome, welcome, one and all to my new story, the sequel to Descendant. I hope that this story will make sense, and I hope that I have such lovely reviewers, just as I did last time. So without further ado, A Greater Threat.

Chapter 1: Lost

EdwardPov

Don't save me, Edward. Catherine's thoughts swirled around in my head, my wife had withdrawn into herself, every face in my family was grave and solemn, and I was no exception. Jamie Miller was in shock at what had happened, we couldn't bring the body back, and people would suspect something was up.

My thoughts entailed my mind and mingled with Catherine's.

She was so selfless, willing to give up everything. How were we going to explain it to her family, she mysteriously disappeared with the new kids at school, and she is found across the ocean. How was that going to look?

But in turn how could she be so selfish, she didn't stop to think for one moment how this would affect us, did she. I stopped my train of thought, she was doing something good. For that, we could be forever thankful.

But on the other hand, what were we going to do with Jamie. She had seen our secret, what we truly were, but could we bring her back in such a state of shock. My thoughts pulled over how bad this could go, people disappear from school, and one girl's dead body is across the ocean while the other one is in a state of shock. Could this possibly be any worse?

The answer: yes. My wife still blamed herself for this, if she had only hunted, if she had not wanted to move to Alaska. Somehow, she thought that this was her fault, and eternity is a long time to blame herself. I wished that I could tell her all the things that Catherine had muttered through to me though her dying moments, but she wouldn't have it.

Did I need to give her time to recover, or try and save her now, before I lost her forever?

Lost, that is I was at the moment. I rolled my tongue over the word, thinking it over in my mind.

What was I to do, would we have to go into hiding, or brace the big bad world for what it was? And what would Jamie do now, was she in her right mind, she was human, and she could kill herself, would we be left behind on a note, would she spill her secret.

Let the Masen line end, like it should have in the 20th century.

I agreed with her, we should have died.

a/n: There you go; Edward's point of view on the death, next chapter will be Bella's. So review, because reviews are to me as wood is to a fire.