The Headquarters
"Alice, direction!"
"North, one mile exactly."
" Emmett the men?"
"Ready and armed."
"Rose, the equipment?"
"Prepared."
"Dad-"
"Just walk Edward."
APOV
There was a certain level of joy and excitement in the air. I believed- we all believed, that it was over. James had been our target for a total of six months. It had changed all of us, but it affected no one more than it affected Edward. That was a large reason why I was so happy that day. We had found the second Boss' hideout, and we would end this tonight.
Our masks were torn from our hike and our voices back to normal, so we were forced to shoot three of the men to protect our identity. Our men blocked the possible exits and we jogged up the stairs. I felt my heart racing in anticipation- we were there; ready to get what... who we needed and go. Loud shrieks and low groans could be heard through the door and we shared frowns before attempting to open the door. Carlisle was just ending a fight with one man at the end of the stairs and was jogging up to meet us.
Bodies- everywhere.
Arms, legs, feet, fingers, whole bodies, eyes, hair, mangled and spread around, some parts gathered together, all parts bloody, certain parts twitching with barely there life.
In a haze of complete shock, a faint voice could be heard shouting, 'I'm okay!'
She was okay. It was all we really hoped for...
Edward was the only one that moved in reaction to the voice.
Over bodies, between parts and into puddles of red, he made it to the other end of the room, we'd hoped, before the whole room erupted in flames.
Dad... Carlisle got there in time to see the bloodbath, to hear her voice, screaming to us that she was okay, that she was alive and we had not fought in vain, and then to watch the room light on fire.
Run... Emmet dragged us down and back towards the forest.
Flames.
She's alive, Edward says. That's all he really says about that night.
They hurt Edward more than all six months ever had.
Edward coming out, cuts would heal. Memories... they would never fade.
We knew, we all hurt and we all took time to recover. But most times it seems all Carlisle's hope went up in flames with the carnage that night.