The Call

Chapter 3-How to Save a Life

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A/N: First all I would like to thank everyone who alerted this story. It makes me feel good that someone is actually reading this. This is my first story I wrote ever and I'm still trying to work out the kinks. Second of all, sorry for the long wait. Alot has happened this month and this wasn't too big of a proprioty but I'm hoping to change that immediately. I'm not much of a begger, more of a whiner really, but i would love to hear what everyone thinks so far. So if it isn't too much trouble, please leave a review. And if you need more movitation, today is my birthday. Does that help?

Step one you say we need to talk

He walks you say sit down it's just a talk

He smiles politely back at you

You stare politely right in through

Some sort of window to your right

As he goes left and you stay right

Between the lines of fear and blame

And you begin to wonder why you came

How to Save a Life- The Fray

Nessie POV

Silence. That was all that was heard. Complete and utter silence.

Breathe, Nessie, breathe. Joham is here. Why was my family reacting like this? This can't be a completely terrible thing. Was thing the right word? Great, now I'm arguing with myself. There was a reason for this. There just had to be.

I was so wrapped up into my conflicting thoughts that I didn't notice that someone else had also walked into the room until I heard my name shouted.

I looked up and there he was standing with his arms wide open.

"Nahuel!" I screamed out, running and jumping into his arms.

"Monkey," he said as he proceeded to spin me around and squeeze the air out of my lungs.

"Can't breathe," I managed to choke out.

"Sorry Monkey. I forget sometimes." Nahuel took a step back and looked at me from head to toe and back to head again. He grins, with a look of mischief in his eyes. "You look just like your father…"

I interrupted. "But I have my mother's eyes. I really regret introducing you into the world of Harry Potter. Every time you see me, you just have to say that. I think I know how Harry feels."

Nahuel laughed. "I know, I know." He looks up at the rest of my family.

He whispers to me, "Do you think it's rude that I haven't said hello or explained the reason why I'm here to your family?"

I giggled. "You have a window of opportunity right now. I suggest that you take it, mister."

"Good morning everyone. Sorry for interrupting your morning with my untimely visit. I should have called but urgency was of the utmost importance."

I stared up at him. It never ceased to amaze me that he can be joking one minute and then be formal and polite the next.

Grandpa spoke up. "Nahuel, you are welcome anytime to visit. You mentioned there was an urgent reason for your visit. Perhaps we should take this conversation into the living room where we can precede more comfortably."

"It's a long story but it's important. Before we go any further, let me introduce you. This is my creator, Joham."

I frowned. Was it just me or did everyone else notice that Nahuel called Joham his creator instead of father? Interesting indeed. I just stared. Joham and Nahuel looked exactly alike apart from the crimson eyes of Joham. And apparently I noticed his eyes were crimson. Seriously? Why couldn't I just have said red and been done with it? I'm going to kill Aunt Alice for this. I could practically feel her eyes rolling behind my back.

Joham's eyes were sweeping across all of us before settling on someone behind me. I watched as his eyes widen in alarm and fear. I glance behind me. At first, all I could see is Jake's muscular chest encased in a tight black T-shirt. Would it kill him to put on a shirt that actually fit properly? I had to force myself to tear my eyes away from his chest, to see what could have possibly caught Joham's attention and fear. I saw Uncle Jasper and quickly raised my hand to stifle my laughs.

Uncle Jasper has a mysterious past that I really don't know a lot of nor understood, but what I do know is that he has acquired a lot of scars and a presence that is frightening to most. What I didn't understand was why he felt the need to unbutton his shirt and let it hang open, exposing his chest. Which is why I'm working extraordinarily hard to hold back my laugh, because it really is the most ridiculous thing that I had ever witnessed.

I shot a glance at my Dad and then did a double-take. You know the feeling of when you are trying to remember something and no matter how hard you think, you cannot remember? Well, my dad has that look on his face mixed with confused and frustration. I'm not quite sure but I have the feeling I don't want to know the reason behind that look. Before I could think anymore about it, Grandpa interrupted my thoughts.

"Hello Joham. I'm Carlisle Cullen and this is my wife and mate, Esme; Emmett and his wife and mate, Rosalie; Jasper and his wife and mate, Alice; Edward and his wife and mate, Bella, and their daughter, Renesmee; Jacob Black and Seth Clearwater," Carlisle introduced. Joham's eyes had traveled over each of us while Grandpa told him all of our names. I tried to ignore the way he looked at me when he heard my name, the look of something to be expected.

Joham nodded his head slowly at us. And then he spoke. "As my son had already stated, my name is Joham and you seem to already know my son, Nahuel. Perhaps we should move unto the living room. There is much to discuss."

Grandpa nodded and reached out and took Grandma's hand. "Right this way please." They all followed them into the living room with the exceptions of my Dad, Mom, Jake and I.

"You and Jake should go to his house and hang out there for awhile. We will call when it is time to come back", my Dad said. I just glared at him. I want to know what was going on. Nahuel was one of my best friends. Shouldn't I be there to help him through this? Why does my Dad always do this? Why all the secrecy?

"Please Nessie. I'm just trying to protect you," Dad explained.

I just grabbed Jake's hand, spun my heel, and stomped out the back door. Once outside I dropped Jake's hand and run towards the woods. I was going to get information on what was going on one way or another. I will help my best friend. I quickly climb up the tree closet to the house and start jumping from tree to tree before resting on the one closest to the living room. I couldn't see everyone just Nahuel and Joham but I could hear what was being said. I motioned Jake to come closer and shushed him so he knows to be quiet. We settle down and listened.

"What brings you here?" asked Grandpa to Nahuel or Joham I'm not sure, but Nahuel answered.

"To be able to explain this clearly and fully, I have to go back seven years when we had first originally met with the Volturi. The only thing I ask is to hold the questions until the end." Nahuel looked around and everyone must have agreed to his request because he continued.

"When I first came here seven years ago, it was to help ease the worries that the Volturi had about vampire hybrids. During the course of conversation it was brought to their attention that I had sisters. After my mother's death, Joham began looking for me. He already had my sisters under his wing, and he had wanted to me to come into his coven also. I refused him. What I had learned from Huilen and several nomad vampires that had been passing through was that Joham was a scientist. Rumors were that he was trying to create a super-race, trying to manipulate the vampire natures. There was talk about him creating vampires for the sole purpose of his experiments. He was trying to mate a vampire with a human, a human with a hybrid, a hybrid with a hybrid, and a vampire with a hybrid. Keeping this in mind, I feared he would try and use me in his experiments. Naturally after I refused him, Huilen and I moved away as quickly as possible. When we met with the Volturi, I told them about Joham's fascination and of course, they pursued the matter. Demetri, Felix, and Jane were able to find Joham and bring him to the Volturi."

Nahuel paused and looked at Joham who was staring at his hands. Joham looked up at Nahuel and started speaking.

"I was living in South America along the Amazon River with Nahuel's two sisters, Neha and Kamna and my wife, Avasa when they had caught up with me. Huilen was staying with us at the moment after the Volturi meeting. She had come to warn me that they were coming for me. I asked her to stay with Avasa and my daughters, to keep them safe. She promised she would. I ran north, heading toward Mexico City when they had caught me. I was immediately brought down to the ground with this unbearable pain. Demetri and Felix quickly dismembered me and my body parts were put into separate steel gray boxes. For awhile, I didn't really know what was happening. I would try to listen to the conversation I knew that was happening around me but with the lack of limbs, I was deteriorating rather quickly. The next thing I clearly remember was the painful reunion of my limbs. I was dragged into this dark, spacious room by Demetri and Felix where three vampires stood to greet me. I had never been more scared in my life. All I could think over and over was that I'm going to die and it would be a painful death. One of the three vampires stepped down and grasped the hands of Demetri, Felix, and Jane, then spoke.

'Hello Joham, I'm Aro and these are my brothers, Caius and Marcus. It has come to our attention that you, Joham are in fact performing experiments that we deem to be a bit unsuitable. We fear with these experiments you are conducting will reveal the existence of vampires. How are we to know that you are in fact keeping in control of the vampires that were in your possession?'

His words confused me. I didn't understand anything that Aro had said. Experiments? What experiments? As alarming as that was, my attention was elsewhere. Aro had said 'vampires that were in my possession'. I don't know how I knew, but I just did. Something had happened to Huilen, Avasa, Neha and Kamna. I asked him what they did to my family. Aro just said that they had eliminated the threat. I didn't know how to respond after that. My world was taken away, I no longer cared whether I lived or died. There was nothing left for me. The next thing that happened had surprised me.

Aro had come up to me and grabbed and held onto my hand. I had this weird sensation like someone was probing in my mind. Aro looked into my eyes and he said that there was some mistake. He seemed to be a bit afraid all of a sudden. He turned to his brothers and said that the information that they were told was false. I was not responsible for the accusations that Nahuel had made. When I had heard that, I growled. I was past angry, all I saw was red. My son had went to these people and told them these lies that had cost me my family. My wife, daughters, and Huilen were dead because of what he had told them that day on the field.

Aro ordered Demetri and Felix to take me back to my home. Once again I was dismembered and placed again into those steel gray boxes. When I became aware of my surroundings, I was on the floor of my home. I lifted my head and right in front of me was four piles of ash. That was all that was left of my girls and Huilen, who was so kind to warn me. I wished I had stayed behind. I could've protected them or at least died with them. I have no idea how long I was there on the floor, before Nahuel had come along. I was too weak to fight him; I just begged and begged him to kill me. Instead, he spoke to me asking me what had happened. After I explained everything, he looked remorseful. When he had informed me of all that he heard, I can understand how he came to that conclusion. Afterwards, he helped me hunt. Then we came up with the plan.

I had found a reason to live, someone to live for: Nahuel, my son. He is all that I have left in this world and I will protect him, no matter what it takes. I'm afraid that since he relayed them false information that the Volturi would come after him to pay for the mistake that they had made. We started to look for some nomads. We were trying to find someone, anyone who would have information to who was doing this, or who would come up with this elaborate story to kill me and my family. We believed that the experiments were actually being performed somewhere. We couldn't believe that this was all a lie. We started with the nomads that told Nahuel about the experiments. When word got out that we were searching, someone had told us that they were dead. Everyone who ever came to Nahuel had died. It was too much of a coincidence. Someone is covering their tracks really well. They do not want me to find out the truth. We found nothing. We hoped by coming here you may be able to point us into the right direction, that maybe you all have heard anything that would point us in the right direction. We want to find the answers, before the Volturi finds Nahuel and kills him."

Jake and I looked at each other, and then looked back at Nahuel and Joham. There was nothing but silence once again.

That is quite a story if I do say so myself. The next chapter is halfway written and should be up sometime next week. Just trying to debate between Jake or Nessie POV. Thoughts?