We walked a few miles, the man's gun pointing at me the whole time. I saw Alice in a tree once, but i shook my head at her to tell her not to come to get me and risk exposure. I could tell she was crying dryly. She would think it was her fault I was taken. Even if she couldn't see me in the future, she would blame herself. It would probably be some stupid reason like "I should've noticed that three men with guns walked through the woods." And Jake. Poor Jake. He would be eating himself up inside. He would also work out it was all his fault. Like he should've sat in my room, staring at the door, in wolf form, waiting for someone to try to hurt or take me.

After almost an hour of walking we approached and old road where a car-- or what was left of a car-- sat. It was once a white Ford Mustang but was now just a heap of metal with a few tires visible. If I ever got out of this, I would have Uncle Emmett and Uncle Jasper for it. The man cursed and unclipped a radio from his back pocket. A large chunk of that had also been ripped from that. Most likely Emmett's appetizer of the car. The man yelled and threw it to the ground. He then reached down his pants-- Yes, his pants-- and into a pocket in his underpants. Yes, his underpants. He pulled out a cell phone. He flipped it open and dialed.

"We have it," he said.

"Then what are you calling me for?" the person on the other end asked.

"There were others. They... rendered the car incapable of use," he said.

I laughed loudly at his terminology. There was a pause on the other end.

"Who's there?"

"Emmett and Jasper ripped the car to pieces," I yelled in the phone, taking my anger out on the person. "Quite literally. Then, they crumbled it into a BIG BALL of MEDAL!"

"That's the... uh... the Objective," the man said.

"A girl, Joe?" the guy on the phone said.

"Yeah," Joe said. "They say the lab's studying reproduction."

My breath caught. So the other vampire was a boy. But... who? And those people in the "lab" were touched in the head if they thought I was going to do anything with a boy.

"Ah, only if they can touch #1. Patrick says they're getting a lot of resistance. He's broken four hands and nose so far."

I snickered. At least he didn't take the crap lying down.

"Look, Brian," Joe mumbled. "I just need a car. And maybe a few backups. #2 hasn't given too much of a fight, but that's either because I've had a gun to her head the whole time or she's plotting something."

"Okay, I'm sending someone to the store across from the police department." Joe started to retort but Brian interrupted him. "I know! But you can get to the back through the woods. Not even a mile east of where you are."

"Fine," Joe said and snapped the phone shut.

It took us another fifteen minutes to get to the back of the store. A white Mustang was sitting in the back with someone in it.

"We'll have to cross the sidewalk," He muttered to me. "Don't show any sign of worry or I'll shoot."

Joe held the gun to my side so no one on the main road or in the police station would see. I glanced to the station. In a window I saw Grandpa Charlie. He had spotted me and looked at me curiously. I clenched my jaw and looked at him right in the face. He seemed to understand and I saw his lips moved as he called some men out. Joe was pushing me into the back seat when four policeman ran up. One yelled "HOLD IT!" and Joe spun around. He slammed car door and yelled "GO! GO!" to the driver as the driver floored it. There was someone else in the back seat who pulled curtains over the car window and put something over my head so I couldn't see. I stood completely still and listened. As we turned a corner I heard the person next to me bump so i knew where he was. I elbowed them in the face and kicked them in the leg, hard. As they groaned in pain i realized it was a girl.

"Hey!" the driver yelled back to me. "Keep her still!"

There was a thrust of impact on my face and I felt my cool blood start to drip from it.

"Wait!" Another guy said. He sounded younger than the driver, but more arrogant. "I want a sample of that!"

As I felt a hand grasp the top of my arm I spit angrily. The venom hit the woman's eye and she gave a yell of pain. With the woman off me, I pulled off the thing that was keeping me from seeing. It was a thick yarn bag.

"Astounding, phenomena," I heard the younger man say. I spun around and saw right seat had been taken away so the trunk was visible. The man was holding a vile with some of my blood.

"I'm not a freak!" I shrieked at him. I touched-- no, i grabbed the man's neck and showed him the memory of any and all of my pain, and as I remembered, he felt it in small amounts. The man was weak and yelled, pulling back from my grasp in shock.

"She's just a girl!" the driver hollered over my screeches as I started fighting back the recovered woman. "We'll be there soon!!"

"She's just a girl who broke my leg and a rib!" yelled the woman. Cowering slightly from me. With a screech, we halted. I had to struggle to stay upright as jerked forward.

I hurriedly opened the door and toppled out, but it was no use. ten people with stun-guns already surrounded me. I tried running but I got hit, before I could take two steps. I fell to the ground and shook and whined as the electrocution pained me. It finally stopped, but I was to worn to move. I whimpered on the ground and couldn't put up anymore fight as they carried me inside and set me on something cool and metal. I sat there for at least ten minutes and became more conscience of where I was. A doctor's office. More like a O.R. I heard a door open and immediately shut my eyes. There was some slinking of metal objects and then I heard the same man from the car. I then felt the blunt side of a knife to my chest and, realizing what he was doing, flashed my eyes open. I grabbed his hand and squeezed it so hard, I heard a crack and the scalpel fell with a clatter to the floor.

"Ow!" he cried. I jumped up and backed into the opposite wall.

"I'm not a freak," I repeated in a shaky voice. "I'm not an animal and I'm absolutely not a toy you can run tests on."