Notes: Alright before you read this exert from a chapter that will come later in the story I want you to be aware of the fact that this story will have a happy ending no matter what. I know that as you read this you will probably begin to hate me at first but if you stick with the story you will find that I am a sucker for happy endings. Again please don't hate me because of the way it starts out it will be happy I promise. Btw all credit for this wonderful series is made possible by Stephanie Meyer however the plot is my own not that I have a copyright on it or anything it is just something that I came up with on a whim. I loved the four books that Mrs. Meyer's wrote and am a devout fan of her works. I simply wanted the story to continue as all of you have. I hope you enjoy it and again please don't hate me.

-Preface-

I stood at the pinnacle of my existence watching in wait for them to appear. As a swirling vortex of clouds gathered shape over head signaling the end of this life. The conclusion in which there was no escaping, not that I wanted too anyways. As the tempest surged taking shape falling in tune with the faultless backdrop for this gory finally.

The perfect setting emerged from which my demise would come; the storm clouds undulated surging within this sea of green producing a haze of black surrounding my form. I smiled knowing soon I would have retribution and at what cost? I had already lost one half of myself the other side to my soul so there was nothing left for me now and only one way out.

Too chicken to take my own life and besides she would see that much of my future. No all I had left to give to this forsaken earth lay in my blood. That would soon cover the ground upon which I stood. Once I died; once this was all over I could finally be at peace and maybe who knows I could find him again somewhere somehow. At least that was the hope I held onto for the sake of my sanity.

I laughed out loud my demonic laughter reverberated around and l could only smile. Knowing that in my present state I looked far more frightening then the monsters that advanced upon me. I was a mad woman hell-bent on their eradication no matter what I was taking as many down as I could before I would be overcome by their masses. A sweet suffocating scent engulfed my senses riding in waves upon the wind too many scents to place the exact number in my head. I could estimate around twenty or so give or take not that I cared.

So they were taking no chances, my thoughts filled to the brink with hatred gyrating around in my head. I mulled over the possibility that they were hoping, my family would be helping me in this suicidal mission. However, for as long as I might live they would never get their foul hands upon the members of my family; that they coveted.

Volturi, the word rolled around in my mind gaining momentum until it was a swirling mass of snarled hatred in the pit of my stomach. The thoughts of what they had done sent a feral snarl rolling from my lips. I knew all along what they had wanted from the beginning and what they would not get. I had planned how this epic battle would play out down to the tiniest detail. The scene has been replaying within my mind over and over until the images have been burned into my very core.

All of this had started with them obliterating my happiness taking away my very reason for living. I could still see his body as if it had only happened yesterday. However, in terms of a life time ago as it had seemed, for me was only two months in actuality. When I had discovered his body, images assaulted my mind at the thought.

The broken and mangled way his body had laid his limbs a tangled mass bent and broken lain in awkward positions. His deep russet skin an ashen yellow. His dark chocolate eyes a sickening white, soulless staring out at the vast darkness seeing nothing. Blood soaked deep into the ground turning the grass a reddish-brown. I didn't want to remember this horrific scene but yet it was permanently etched into my brain replying to fuel my hatred.

If only I was there. If only I had known that this was coming then I could have saved him or at least died at his side. Now I stood alone ready to face my death head on. I didn't need Alice's sight to know that this was my final chapter. Or my father's mind reading ability to hear their thoughts as they approached. All I needed was this, this conclusion this finial moment to seal my fate and to see My Jacob once again…

Note: Well if you thought it was horrible please feel free to bash it I know that by now you do hate me. But again if you continue with the story you will realize that it is not as it seems I promise. Anyways if you feel the need to review do so at this time and like I said if you hate it please tell me k.