Here's the next chapter. It's probably my favorite so far- the action starts to pick up, some questions are answered. And it's my longest chapter yet- over 900 words.

And those of you who are buying tickets to search for Jasper...don't bankrupt yourself. In a way, there will be a world-wide game, but with higher stakes. So lots of traveling.

Disclaimer: Twilight isn't mine.


Emmett recovered and pushed the off button.

"I guess we're going to Romania," I said.

Edward smiled, though his eyes remained serious. "It's rather ironic that they picked the country that contains Transylvania."

Carlisle smiled slightly. "That's true. But who are these people? Why are they keeping Alice and Jasper hostage?"

"Well, they must be vampires," Esme pointed out sensibly.

Rosalie stood up, brushing off her jeans. "Can we go already? I want to be in a place that doesn't smell like llamas."

"Sorry," Edward and I said together.

So, we were flying to Romania. I was holding my breath as usual. Edward held my hand, and distracted me from temptation. Emmett was flirting with the stewardess, pretending to be French.

"Yesh, my brothers and I are going to ze lovely city of London, on the Zames River. Ve vill be trying to find a nice lady…"

The stewardess giggled, and rolled her cart down the aisle.

Emmett paid for his fun when we landed.

"What 'vas' THAT!" Rosalie demanded.

"Rose, darling, it was only a bit of harmless fun…I'm yours for an eternity…"

The rest of us giggled and left him to his fate.

The rest of us where leaning over a map, trying to figure out the fastest way to the Opera House, when Rosalie and Emmett caught up. Rosalie was looking very smug, and Emmett looked terrified.

I caught a few of his words to Edward. "Brother, beware of the pissed off female vampires…it's like their non-existent PMS is amplified too."

I stifled a giggle and traced a finger down a street on the map. "That looks the fastest way."

We set off walking at a slightly faster than human speed. The crowd parted quite easily for us, except a few younger people staring at us.

We reached the steps of the Opera House as a nearby clock rang struck three. Immediately, a group of people emerged from a nearby group of trees.

I noticed at once they were vampires. They had the pale skin, and the burgundy eyes.

There were five of them. Two stood a little ahead of the others. They must be Bob and E, I thought. Bob had dark brown hair in a mullet. He was also rather short. I would have laughed at him being a villain, except for his eyes. They were cold and calculating, with some madness. The guy might not look the part, but he probably thought the part. [A.N: Bob is definitely a Benito- no one takes Bob seriously until he creates chaos.

E was pretty much his opposite. She was pretty- tall with long curly black hair and long eye lashes. Her eyes were almond shaped. Every once in a while, she would sneak an appreciative glance at Bob.

Then there were the three behind them. There were two girls that looked like they had been twins as humans. They had short, straight brown hair framing their face, and strong build. Their faces were oval, with high cheekbones. A man stood between them. He was bulky, but looked as if Emmett could easily beat him. He looked vaguely Jamaican, with long black dreadlocks and skin slightly darker than an average vampire.

Bob looked up at Carlisle. "I am, Bob!" He paused for a second, as if waiting for Carlisle to fall to his knees and beg for mercy. When that didn't happen, he went on. "This is my mate, E, or Emma." Emma turned her cold eyes on me, as if sizing me up. Bob went on. "The twins are Lily and Violet, though I can never tell them apart. And the man is Robert."

It was like the introductions were a cue. The three of them bent their knees slightly, going into a crouch. This was deadly serious.

Bob went on. "My coven has two territories. This area, and an area in India for the summer. Yesterday, I smelled a pair of vampires in India. I let them pass, thinking they were harmless. But then there was another pair. It could only be a takeover." His eyes glinted savagely. "I've lost count of how many we've killed to keep our land."

"Last time I bothered to count, it was 37," one of the twins interjected.

"Thank you," Bob said. "I guess we'll be making it 45 soon."

Carlisle stepped forward, and looked down at Bob. "We're not interested in your territory. Or the humans on it. My coven got bored, and one came up with the plan to play a tracking game around the world. We'll leave as soon as you give us our friends."

I wished Jasper were here, so he could send out some soothing waves.

Bob smiled savagely. "A game? We enjoy games. I propose this. Our covens play a game. A week long, maybe, or as long as it needs to be to find a winner. Whoever is left alive wins. If you don't wish to play…we'll take the lives of your captive friends right now."

We had no choice. "We agree," Carlisle said steadily. "Let our friends go, though, we need to be even."

Bob laughed harshly. "No, giving you a psychic would be unfair. None of my coven is gifted. You'll have to bust them out, and we've hidden them well."

With that, the coven turned and left. We stood there for a few minutes, waiting until their scent grew faint.

Rosalie turned to Edward. "Please tell me you were paying attention."

Edward smiled. "Of course. I know exactly where Alice and Jasper are, and how to get them out."