Alice:

The images flashing in my head were getting worse. Every step I took they got stronger but they stayed the same: blood, orange hair, a black spot on flesh. I don't know when or where but it would be soon if these visions were any inclination of timing. Jasper kept throwing me worried looks, all I could do was throw him reassuring looks.

The town of Forks was a bit quiet, though with the weather starting to turn it was getting colder and drearier. I suppose humans would be less likely to go out right now. The only reason we were out was that Bella, Edward, and I needed to get a certain book for a class on Monday.

There was one bookstore in the area that would carry it and it was within walking distance to the school. Bella mentioned something about walking passed it when her truck was being fixed. The building was painted brick, dark gold, and held a sign that said, A Likely Story. Books filled the windows and looking further inside just held rows upon rows of books. From the sound of heartbeats, it sounded like there was one person. I took a step closer but was almost thrown off balance by the vision that pelted my brain once again. Jasper grabbed my arm to help steady me, taking a step away from the building, I knew I couldn't go in there. Whatever was in there was messing with my power. The others glanced at me and hesitated in the doorway causing a head to pop up from a pile of books.

She pushed her glasses up the bridge of her door with confusion clear on her face. Orange hair fell around her face, and involuntarily I inhaled, and that was the wrong move to make. Jasper went from holding my arm to me holding his. Looking at her, I saw it perfectly, Jasper is going to smell her just like I did and he is going to go after her. There will be blood, but I don't think it was going to be hers. I didn't see what would happen, but something told me she would win.

I pulled Jasper as far as I could in the little time I had, but somehow it was enough. He really wanted to go after her, he really wanted to kill her, and I knew after her fed he would feel terrible about that, but I don't think I could blame him. If I wouldn't have fed this morning with Esme, Rosalie, and Edward I don't think I could have handled it. I only hoped that the others were alright. I tried to see anything, anyone for that matter, and it wasn't working, like before, it was just images flashing, orange hair, the black spot on the flesh, and dark brown hair now. That is super unhelpful and making me quite angry.

Once Jasper came back sated and sane a little bit later, we made our way back to the bookstore, careful to stay lingering outside of the shop. I didn't see the woman again, but it seemed she was behind her desk that was piled high with books. The others were standing in front of her, all of them were looking quite tense at that moment but made it out of there without any incidents. As soon as the last person stepped out of the shop and the door closed I noticed she popped her head up as we all started on our way. We made eye contact and she raised her hand in greeting but all I was able to see was a severed head.

Shivering I caught up with the group, Edward glancing at me as he had obviously seen what I had. It was a disturbing image, but not anything that we hadn't seen before.

Everyone stayed tense the whole ride back to the house, though it was easy to see why. We were not prepared at all for that scent, that alluring almost irresistible smell. Thinking about it now made me aware that I would feed again tonight.

Another vision hit me as we got back home, we had just told Carlisle we needed to have a meeting, and I started to think about that woman. I saw the head again -I couldn't see the face-, it was on a lawn with the start of a porch right beyond it, the flash of orange hair, and the black spot.

Groaning, I rubbed my temple.

"Alice," Carlisle asked patiently, his concerning father tone coming out.

"There is a woman in town, I only get flashes of things when I see her future when we were at the bookshop I saw her and I saw full visions. I don't know why my visions are having problems."

"Edward," Carlisle asked with the same tone and the same look.

"I heard a lot of swear words," he shrugged nonchalantly, though there was something else there that he wasn't sharing. I saw the slight flick of his eyes toward Emmett when he thought no one was looking.

Emmett stayed quiet since the event started back at the bookstore, his jaw set and eyes fixed over toward the door like he was ready to bolt. Edward's eyes kept sweeping over the man but said nothing. Bella ended up asking about the intensity when Edward glanced at her and sighed.

I spoke before he could speak, "blood singer, which is a hindrance only if we see her again, but we shouldn't. I don't know how long she has been in town, but that is the first time I have seen her regardless. I don't think she will be too much of a problem, though I couldn't tell you definitively due to her messing with my powers."

I knew the end of my rant sounded really passive aggressive, but everyone seemed to be okay with my statements.

I really didn't think we would see her so much, but I was so wrong.