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Thank you all for all your reviews, ads, and favorites. Remember that this is a dark take and nothing like my Paul/Bella. It's not going to be romantic…at least for a while and even then it may be strange. If you want to wait for something a bit more fun hang in there for my Jasper/Bella.

Enough talking. On with the story!

Chapter 2

Seth POV

The red-head and her leech boyfriend came out of nowhere. Edward was so caught up in watching the battle from my mind and then relaying that information to Bella that he must have missed their thoughts. The red-head was on a mission to get to Bella and Edward blocked her at every turn. His mind-reading came in handy for that. I held my own against the newborn. Who knew watching the training would help so much. The scarred vamp, Jasper, knew his stuff.

Things seemed to be going well, until the newborn got his arms around me. He squeezed and I could feel my bones breaking. Edward, while keeping a grip on Red bit into the newborn's neck causing him to release me. It was like everything happened in slow motion. Both leeches turned on Edward and there was nothing he could do. They ripped him apart and threw the pieces in the fire we had been using to keep Bella warm. Bella's cries could be heard for miles, I was sure.

They, then, turned their attention to me, but before they reached me, Sam came barreling through into the small clearing. He was like a man/wolf possessed as he ripped and tore. I helped as much as I could, but even without me, the leeches stood no chance. Sam's thoughts were almost incoherent. Just words here and there "rip… tear… kill… fire". It was as if he had completely given himself over to the wolf.

I watched in horror as Red turned on Bella who simply looked like she was inviting death. When she cut her wrists and said her goodbyes I almost couldn't handle it. Sam and I quickly finished the leeches off and every bone in my body wanted to phase and comfort Bella, but I was in too much pain.

"Seth, no matter what happens you are not to follow me, and you are to keep the Cullens occupied for as long as possible. That is an order! If the rest of the pack is listening it goes for you as well. No one is to follow me!"

"Yes, Alpha."

Bella charged at Sam, yelling and pounding at him. His thoughts had shifted back to their former jumbled state and I caught wind from the other pack members' thoughts that they saw it too. Their fight was over and they were heading our way. Sam phased and yelled back at Bella. God, the things he said to her made me cringe. I wasn't sure what he was going to do, but the wild look in his eyes made me fear for Bella. He was no longer the controlled Sam we all new. This Sam was feral.

I looked on, helplessly as he ran with Bella. She was in trouble and we were powerless to stop him. The Cullens arrived with the pack and they all began frantically looking around for Bella and Edward. Dr. Cullen asked me to phase so that I could tell them what was going on and so he could treat my wounds. It hurt like hell, but I obliged. This would buy Sam time, like he ordered.

"Seth, can you tell us what happened, son?" Dr. Cullen asked and all the rest of the Cullens looked at me, their golden eyes filled with worry.

So I told them everything. I had never seen a vampire cry, but it was gut-wrenching to say the least. The way they held on to one another and battled with sobs, yet no tears would ever come. I apologized and told them that Edward died saving me. Then they asked the question I was dreading…

"Where's Bella?"

"Um…" I hesitated. Sam just said not to follow him and to keep them distracted. He never said I couldn't tell them he took her. "See, Sam sort of lost it and… well, he took her. I would have followed, but he gave us all an alpha command and we can't break that."

I looked to Jake who seemed to be quivering with anger, even in his wolf form. He had seen Sam's mind and I knew that he was fearful for Bella. We all were.

"Why on earth would he take Bella? Oh no! He blames her for Emily!" Alice began sobbing even harder.

"Why didn't I feel that? Will he hurt her?" Jasper spoke through clenched teeth.

"I don't know." I answered simply.

BPOV

Sam ran all the way to the reservation before immediately throwing me into his truck. He drove like the devil himself was on his tail. I remained completely silent other than the sobs that wracked my body. He would occasionally glare at me with such hatred that it caused me to flinch. Eventually I let the exhaustion wash over me and I fell into a deep slumber.

I was awakened by being unceremoniously dragged from the truck onto the wet ground. Taking in my surroundings, all I noticed were that we were outside a small house in the middle of nowhere.

"Are you going to kill me now?" I asked; my voice calm… hopeful.

"Ha! Death is too good for you! Of course you would want to take the easy way out! No, you will suffer as long as I do. I will remind you every day of the pain you have caused. You will feel the hell that I feel only to wake up the next day and do it all over again."

"Okay, Sam." I lowered my eyes to the ground in a totally submissive position. One thing I learned about the wolves was that the more you stand up to them, the angrier they get. Sam was always the most calm, but he wasn't Sam anymore. He was a feral animal, desperate to inflict the pain he felt on someone else. What he didn't know was that I already felt his pain. I had watched my beautiful Edward be ripped to pieces. His eyes were locked on mine as he burned and I heard his loud wails of pain.

But I understood that Sam blamed me for Emily and his child's death. After all, it was my involvement with vampires that brought Victoria to all of our doors.

"I will do as you wish. I deserve it." I kept my eyes downcast and hands on my knees.

"Get inside. This place needs a lot of work before it's livable."

"Yes, Sam."

I went about working, trying to stay as silent as possible. All I really wanted was for him to kill me, but he deserved his vengeance. I was torn between provoking him to the point of phasing and making sure to stand close, or giving him what he wants.

Sam stood in the doorway, watching as I scrubbed the kitchen floor on my hands and knees. Power and control just oozed from every pore. Muscles rippled with anger and the ever-present urge to phase. It wouldn't take much to push him over the edge.

"Don't even think about it. If I phased I would harm, but not kill. I have more control than you think." I shivered at the malice in his voice.

"I'm sorry, Sam. You have no idea how sorry. And I understand why you blame me. I do. But I lost someone too, and I miss him every bit as much as you miss Emily." I sniffed back tears and kept my eyes trained on the floor, never stopping my scrubbing.

"Don't you dare say her name!" I looked up to see his whole body convulsing. He was fighting hard not to phase. Just a little more.

I stood up and went to his side, placing my hand on his cheek. "Emily loved you, Sam. She wouldn't want this for you."

He clamped his teeth together and I saw a glimmer in his skin.

"Isabella! Get. Back." He growled, but I only lifted my hand and ran my fingers through his hair, getting ready for the final words that would push him over the edge.

I will see you soon, Edward. I love you.

"Would you want Emily and your child to see you as a heartless bastard?" My voice was soft but I knew he heard me loud and clear.

Sam's lips curled up in a sneer before his body vibrated so hard that the floor below us shook. I smiled and closed my eyes.

Jake POV

"He phased! There's blood every-fucking-where!" Paul's thoughts mirrored my own.

"Why won't he fucking look at her? Is she all right? Sam, if you can hear me you bring her back right fucking now!" There was no answer. It was as though he wasn't thinking at all. Acting solely on instinct. I looked through his eyes trying to recognize something… anything!

"Does anyone know this house?" I asked, frantic. My poor Bella. She watches Edward die and now she may be bleeding to death with only a feral, hate-filled werewolf to watch. She wouldn't die alone! I wouldn't allow it.

"Sam! Snap out of this shit! If you won't bring her home, tell me where you are!" Nothing. Not a single thought. He just kept his eyes on the blood that had spattered on the wall.

"Damn it, Sam! At least fucking let me see her!" My mental voice desperate. Finally, he shifted his gaze.

There lay Bella. Face down. In a river of her own blood.

Well, what did you think? The first few chapters will be short and choppy as things are happening quickly and Sam's actions aren't exactly coherent.

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