Chapter 4
I drifted off to sleep early, I needed the rest, but just my luck, a scream woke me up. "NOOOOO!" Aunt Alice's pixy voice shouted. I jumped out of bed and rand to the living room. Everyone, including Jake who'd been sleeping in the rocking chair in the far corner of my room, fled downstairs to where Aunt Alice was sitting on the white couch in the living room. "What is it Alice?" Uncle Jazz said. You didn't have to have his powers to detect the worry in his voice. "Were going to !" Aunt Alice said forcefully. Then, in a flash, Aunt Rose was gone and returned with a letter in her hand. She slowly opened it, leave it to Aunt Rose to bring up the dramatics. She read the note aloud:
BRING THE GIRL . OR ELSE .
There was no signature, but there was no mistaking the fact that the Volturi was behind it. Uncle Em stepped in, "Or else what?". Aunt Alice never took her eyes off the floor as she spoke. "Or else Bella and Edward die."
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Within 30 minutes we were on the Cullen family private jet. Nobody questioned why Aunt Alice could finally see Mommy and Daddy and frankly, nobody cared. Jake and the pack didn't come along, we didn't want to complicate things even more. All was silent as I sat snuggled close to Grandma as I sat on her lap. Grandpa sat next to us while Aunt Alice and Uncle Jazz sat on the identical brown couch across from us as Uncle Em and Aunt Rose shared the arm chair. "Which girl were they referring to?" Aunt Rose asked. "I'm assuming Aunt Alice." I said almost matter-of-factly. Uncle Jazz shot me a look and I mouthed "sorry". "Wait!" I half-shouted, "Then why would they take Momma and Daddy to get to Aunt Alice? Why not take Uncle Jazz?" "I believe it is because they have a separate house from the rest of us." Grandpa said. A look of worry crossed Uncle Jazz's face as he sternly but affectionately said, "Esme, it is NOT your fault. Don't feel like that." "Thank you Jasper." Grandma replied as she played with my brown curls. The rest of the plane ride was spent in silence.
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In a sad attempt to cheer up Aunt Alice, Uncle Jazz had a yellow Porsche waiting for us when we got off the plane; Didn't work. But we all hopped in and made our way to "hell". I decided to speak my concerns, "So what are we gonna do? Just walk in there and say 'Hey! What up! Long time no see! By the way… can we have our brother and sister-in-law back? Kay bye!'" Grandpa Carlisle looked back from where he was sitting and sternly said, "Watch the sarcasm missy."
"I'm sorry," I replied, "But we really don't have a plan 'o action here."
"What are you Ness, a lephrichon?" Uncle Em said in an attempt to lighten the mood. Nobody had the time to say anything to him because all noise stopped as we pulled up to the street where the entrance to the Volturi's underground castle was located. The only sound I could hear was my slightly-faster-than-human breathing and heartbeat. I took a deep breath as we climbed out of the car and entered into my worst nightmare.