The Deja Vu was intense. The only thing that made me come round from the trance like state of shock was the scent trails of Jacob and Nessie. They were an hour old at most. This fact gave me a drop more hope.
A strange feeling was in the air, like something was missing. I looked around me and i saw Edward, Jasper and Carlisle directing the Quileutes on what it would be like when we met the Volturi. The others were comforting each other, I saw Emmett telling Rose that if things got ugly, she was to take me, Esme, Alice and Nessie and get us out of here. That was one of the many things I loved about my brother, behind his bulky masculine exterior, he had a soft center and cared deeply for other people. He was also very protective over the girls in the family.
"Come on sweetheart, we need to get going"
Luckily, we had Carlisle with us who knew the way around here like the back of his hand. Within seconds we were going down the man hole to the dark tunnel. My human eyes wouldn't have coped with the lack of light, yet now, I could see as clear as day. The brick was black with age, disturbing splatters were all over the walls. I could practically hear the screams of the victims that had become these grizzly markings. It felt like a medieval torture chamber.
Fear hit my heart like a bolt of lightning, I could hear Nessie crying, Jacob pleading and wreathing in agony.
"That's enough Jane. The Cullens are here, I can hear Bella screaming."
We ran at full speed to the sound of my daughters pain, I was trying not to break down. If tears were possible, they would be streaming down my face. There were two giant vampires at the huge double doors. They didn't pause to let us in, they had been pre-warned. I wondered if this was a plan to get the family here?
I walked through the door, ready to fight to free my daughter. I grinded to a halt when I entered the room.
It wasn't that Nessie was restricted by Demitri, Emmett already had a snarl on his face directed at the huge vampire. It wasn't that Jacob was on the floor in a heap, trying to regain himself. It was the new vampire.
His baby face was strikingly beautiful, his blond hair gleamed, perfectly framing his face. But the blood red eyes of Mike Newton were what scared me the most