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BPOV

I spun as quickly as possible, jumping up from the chair. Two vampires blocked the doorway, the hoods of their Volturi capes shadowing their faces. Raph's frantic arm reached around my shoulders, shoving me back against the far wall. He stood in front of me, his body standing guard over mine.

A chorus of feral growls and territorial roars had me cringing against the wall, my cheek pressed into the cold stone. One of the mysterious new strangers immediately dove for Raphael, sending him through the wall and into a neighboring chamber, there was a jarring clap of cataclysmic proportions as they collided.

The Volturi guards that had been protecting Aro were brawling with the second one. Mostly a blur of black tears of fabric and vicious snarls. I pushed the palms of my hands into my ears, the battle cries pounding through my head.

Aro's enraged glare met my eyes. I heard his yell over everything else.

"NO!" He roared. I fell to the floor, desperately covering my ears.

"The girl! GET THE GIRL!" He shouted. My eyes flew open in horror, my heart drilling in my chest. A granite arm locked around my stomach running me through the hole in the wall to my left. Raphael was tumbling with the first of the strangers, tearing recklessly at the stony skin, his razor sharp teeth snapping at the assailant.

When his eyes came into contact with mine they went wide in fury. He lay pinned beneath the other vampire, but ripped into the leg of my captor, sending both him and I flying to the ground. I felt the sickly crack of my skull against the rocky floor. My right arm felt numb and was pinned beneath me.

The sticky warmth began to soak my hair. I began breathing through my mouth, terrified even to glance down to what was making my shirt wet at the shoulder.

I was vaguely aware of someone else picking me up and carrying me through the labyrinth of subterranean tunnels. We twisted past the corners; I could hear the ravenous roars of the war behind us. Their screeches made the walls tremble around me, sending flickers of moisture into the corridor's air. The person carrying me cursed beneath their breath.

"Shit."

I gasped frantically as I felt the arms beneath me fall, for the third time I crashed into the unforgiving floor. The air whooshed from my lungs at impact. I forced my eyes shut as the clamor of granite against granite rang in my ears.

I swallowed as much air as possible, inhaling the unmistakable scent of salty rust. I could nearly taste it on my tongue.

After a few harsh snaps and revolting shredding sounds, I was once again lifted. By this time I could barely see. My vision was too spotted with black absences of color or focus. The imbalance was nauseating.

To my complete disgust the walls and other surroundings began going red. After a few seconds I was hardly able to blink, the thick liquid caught in my eyelashes. I thrashed at my eyes with my still mobile left arm, clawing at the sickening substance. The smell seemed to cling to the sides of my nose. I succumbed easily as the black spots invaded the entirety of my vision, leaving me to undulate with the waves of unconsciousness.

Unfortunately, the vacant bliss did not last as long as I could have hoped.

I jerked awake, choking on the dry air in my throat. My pulse beat heavily in my head. I attempted to roll over, only to scream at the unbearable pain in my arm.

A freezing gag came over my mouth, pressing firmly against the sound of my yell. My eyes flashed open, only to see the back of the Volturi hood, the head of my silencer was turned to the door.

I squirmed beneath them, whimpering for breath. They only pressed harder against my struggling lips. Their other arm secured me down to the surface beneath me, preventing me from moving around.

I heard the faint echo of voices somewhere below wherever we were. A terrible roar shattered the still air, the accompanying voice making me shiver.

"FIND HER!" Aro's unmistakable command vibrated between my ears, I squealed beneath my captor, crying unintelligibly for Edward.

The cloak enclosed me as the vampire cradled me into their chest, crossing the room to another stone door. We clambered down a long staircase, through a couple more winding hallways and stumbled into a dark closet. I was set carefully onto the ground as the door was shut quietly. They turned to face me, the hood falling silently onto their back.

I couldn't help the heave of my chest. My head beat painfully as I opened my mouth in shock and immeasurable relief.

"Emmett?"


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