Chapter four

We were finally out in the open, the scene was so dramatically different to the lively Carnival. It was late now and the sky was dark, the moonlight glistened off my skin slightly. Edward restraigned the man with one hand and held a brown paper parcel in the other.

"Huh? How did you?" I asked, grabbing the parcel. It was heavy but I daren't look inside, I doubted it was one but I had heard of letter bombs. "Well, it wasn't exactly hard" he said rolling his eyes.

"Well you could of done without scaring him" Jasper muttered. "Hey, you!" I turned quickly too see the officer. I turned away as soon as I noticed who it was, hoping he hadn't regonised me I turned to run. The tent brought a spring to my step, it was like walking on a bouncy castle.. only we were running. When we got to the end of the tent we stopped running. "You don't expect me to jump that do you?" The man looked at me, fear in his eyes.

"Pretty much" Edward said, grabbing him at the waist as we jumped to the ground. I looked all around and there was no one. At least nobody had wittnessed that inhuman jump, I felt like I was breaking all the rules tonight. "That wasn't natural" the man muttered, dusting himself off.

"Should we go to Carlisle?" Edward suggested. I nodded, walking towards my car. "I'll take this guy" Edward said walking towards his car still gripping the guy's arm. Once inside the car it was suddenly quiet, the brown parcel was still in my hands I had clung to it the whole journey. "This could of killed us" I said, stroking the rough paper. "It could of killed hundreds" I shook my head.

"You really saved all those people" Jasper sighed, not looking at me. "Whats wrong?" I asked,

"We just went against against everything Carlisle ever told us" he said taking the parcel out of my hands so I could drive. As we pulled out of the carpark I remembered the officer's face. Charlie Swan. I hoped he hadn't reconized me, but what were the chances he hadn't? And his son-in-law was just stood there, ready to be arrested. This wasn't good. We were home before Edward, Carlisle and Esme stood in the porch. They didn't look dissapointed, or angry, or worried but I still felt like a guilty teenager.

I walked up towards them, "How did everything go?" Carlisle asked. "Forks is bomb free" Jasper said passing him the brown parcel. Carlisle took it, raising an eyebrow "You didn't get rid of it?"

"I don't know how to get rid of a bomb!" I confessed. And Jasper was in the army all those years back, hundreds of years back, did he expect him to remember how to disarm a bomb?

"I'll sort it now," Jasper said taking the bomb back off Carlisle and walking into the house. "Is everything okay?" Esme asked, putting her hand on my shoulder. "Everything's fine" I smiled, I heard an engine behind me. Edward was back. How was I going to explain my logic behind bringing the terrorist home and not leaving him to the police?

"Before you say anything, he's seen too much to just release him now" I said quietly. The man came into view and Carlisle's face dropped, "You brought him here?" he gasped.

"The cops," I paused "Charlie saw us, I just ran. I wasn't thinking" I confessed. Edward walked over holding the guy's arm, "I don't think he has any intention of doing anything" Carlisle said, Edward raised an eyebrow and pointed to the side of the guy's head. He was proberbly planning on how he was going to attempt to kill us all, although he would fail misribly because we aren't fragile humans. Or planning on running, telling the police. Becoming the local hero who escaped the "Evil monsters".

"Take him inside," Carlisle said, letting Edward past him – the man at his arm. "So what did you find out?" He asked me. "Not alot" I confessed.

"His name?" he asked.

"No idea, we didn't have time to exchange life stories really" I said, a hint of sarcasm in my voice.

"We'll sort this" Carlisle smiled was big and proud, "You did the right thing saving those people Alice" he beamed. He was reassuring me, I had done the right thing after all.

Once in the lounge we began to ask him questions.

"Whats your name?"
"Where did you come from?"
"Why did you plan this?"
"Were you out to get sombody?"
"Were you trying to kill yourself?"
"Were you drugged?"
"Did you expect to get away with this?"
The questions flew like daggers in his direction and he looked overwhelmed with our curiousity, possibly because he had spent the car drive with the guy who was least likely to ask questions.

"Okay" the man said sitting up in his seat "If I start this story, I have to finish it. Don't judge me until you've heard all the facts" he said looking at each of our faces like he was staring into stone.

I nodded "We will listen" I said speaking for the group, if they didn't want to hear it they could easily walk out of the room.

"Okay, my name is Andrew Matthews. This time last month I was just your average guy, I had a wife and three beautiful daughters. I was a plummer for a company called Mike's Pipes and I had worked there since I was sixteen. One night while I was out working my Wife and the girls; Rianne, Isobella and Cathrine were murdered in their beds. I came home to my dead family, they were my whole world. You have no idea how it feels to loose your family like that" He said, Bella looked at him – she still had all this to come. Her mother, father and all her friends were going to die eventually. Of course he didn't know that though.

"My police told me they had no leads, that the killer didn't spill a drop of blood, or loose a hair or leave even a finger print. I went through hell and back for the next week, I nearly killed myself but I was stopped by my best friend at the time. He convinced me he would help me track down the people who did this, I didn't know at the time that he had some bizzaree feeling that Vampires actually existed. He dragged me into his cult, they told me enough evidence for me to believe that there are creatures out there that drink human blood and live unconspicuously among humans" he laughed, shaking his head.

"He told me he had heard of a Vampire family that lived here in Forks, Washington. He said they weren't the only ones of their kind but I figured if I killed this one family then the others would hear right? And know that they are really not wanted. They can't go around killing the innocent." He said.

"You mean like you were going to do tonight?" I asked,

"I'm not finished" he snapped to me.

"I was prepared to kill everybody in the world, so that these Vampires wouldn't get away with this. I doubt it was the first time but I wanted it to be their last. These people aren't innocent, they are allowing Vampires to live among them don't you get that!? This is your fault for not destorying every single last one in the first place" he said looking away, the people in the cult had brainwashed him pretty well into believing all of this. Enough to sacrifice himself, enough to sacrifice the children.

Carlisle looked to me in disbelief,

"Vampires?" Edward mocked suprise, "Living here?!"

"Not here, this isn't Forks is it?" he asked,

"No, it isn't. I think you should go to sleep and we'll talk in the morning. You may use Renesmee's room" Edward said. Renesmee's room was the only room that had a bed and it was empty due to Renesmee sleeping at her friend's house.

"Hm, yeah" he said looking at his watch "You don't mind me staying do you?" he asked.

"We have little choice" Carlisle said looking to me.