So here's another chapter. I don't know what to really say about it except read it and review! I hope I will have the next chapter on by tonight, but if not, I will tomorrow evening! If you have any questions feel free to ask!

Claire

I awoke to the sound of whispering. My arms were held above my head by chains that were attached to the wall behind me. My arms ached and my hands were numb from being held up for so long. I looked around in what seemed to be some sort of basement or dungeon. The walls were built of stone and the floors of concrete. It was weirdly clean compared to the dungeons I've seen in the movies. The room had been illuminated by candles creating a creepy glow. The whispering started getting louder and I heard footsteps coming in my direction so I relaxed myself and pretended to be asleep.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in my side and I heard my ribs crack. I gasped in pain and looked at the men standing in front of me. One was a big, tall, muscular man who looked like he was in charge between the two of them. He was wearing black robes and was clean shaven. His hair was pulled back into a pony tail and he had bright red eyes. Red eyes?! That's impossible. He was very angry, I could tell.

The other wasn't a man, but a boy that was maybe twelve or thirteen. He wasn't bad looking, in fact, he was cute. His hair flipped in front of his eyes. His eyes were also red and he had a grim facial expression.

"Stupid human," the big guy snarled, "we know you're awake so quit pretending." He kicked me in the ribs again and tears started falling down my face. What was going on? I haven't done anything and I have no idea who these people are.

"Enough!" The boy said sternly to the man as he was preparing to kick me again.

"What do you want?!" I cried.

"You are going to give us the information you need," the boy said.

"I'll give you any information," I pleaded, "please just let me go after you're done with me."

"Are you familiar with the Quileutes?" The boy asked and I looked at him confused.

"What does that have to do with anything?" I asked, surprised and then there was a blow to my face. I screamed as my face throbbed.

"My uncle!" I gasped, "my uncle Sam and my cousin Robbie. Please don't hurt them"

"We aren't going to hurt them," the big man sneered, "not yet anyway."

"What do you know about Quil Ateara?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"I don't know a Quil Ateara," I said trying to figure out why they were asking me all these strange questions.

"You're saying you don't know your soul mate?" the boy laughed and then looked at the big man and nodded. He grabbed my right hand and squeezed. All the bones cracked and I cried out in pain.

"I don't know a Quil Ateara!" I screamed and tried to squirm against the restraints, causing another blow to my face. This time he hit my nose and blood started pouring out.

"You're lying!" the boy yelled.

"I swear I'm not," I pleaded, "please believe me; I have no idea who he is."

"Well if pain isn't going to work," the boy smirked, "I guess we'll just have to go get Jane."

The big man left and the boy looked at me with a grin.

"Stupid, stupid human," He laughed as the tears rolled down my face.

"What are you?" I asked. He laughed and then knelt down next to me. I tried to squirm away from him, but I was in too much pain.

"I'm sure you'll figure out soon enough," he whispered in my ear, "besides, you will be dinner soon. Or one of us, we haven't decided yet."

"Are you a vampire?" I said sarcastically and he leaned his face up to my neck, smelled it and then I felt his tongue on my neck. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and the boy chuckled and just kissed my neck.

"Quit playing stupid Claire," he smirked, "We know that you know all about us and your wolf friends." Anger boiled up inside of me.

"No I don't!" I yelled, "I have no idea what you are talking about! If I did I would have told you and quit making up stories about werewolves and vampires! They don't exist!"

"Oh but you are so wrong," a girls voice sounded, I'm assuming she was Jane. She also looked around twelve and her hair was neatly pulled back into a ballet bun. She was wearing a blood red robe and the boy smiled when he saw her.

"Alec, my brother," She smiled and kissed him on the cheek, "you've done so well." She then looked at me and sneered. "Now Claire, are we going to do this the easy way or the hard way?" I spit blood into her face and she wiped it off with her hand and then licked the blood off her hand. What the hell is she doing?! Pain suddenly seared through my body. It felt like I was being stabbed by thousands of knives and that my body was being torn apart at the same time. I also felt like I was on fire. I screamed loudly and everything went black.

Water splashed on my face and my eyes shot open. I was hoping all of this was some messed up dream, but it wasn't. A tall man with long black hair was looking at me, smiling.

"Why hello Claire," He greeted and knelt down to me, "My name is Aro."

"Please don't torture me anymore," I whimpered. I didn't know how much longer I could handle this.

"I'm not going to do anything to you," he smiled and let the chains down. My arms ached even worse because all the blood rushed back into them.

"I just need to see your hand," he said and I held my hand out to him. He then took it in his own hand and his expression glazed over.

"Fascinating," he whispered and then looked at me, "you are so innocent and hardly know about anything that really happens in the world and yet your best friend and your cousin…" he drifted off thinking and then eventually left the room without saying another word. I lay down on the cold ground and started weeping. How could this happen to me? Everything was perfect and now I just want to die. Why would they torture me? I don't hold any information other than how to dress nicely and take good pictures.

An Italian woman came up to me and gave me a plate with food on it. It had bread with a piece of lettuce and a small glass of water. I never even realized how hungry I was until she brought it to me. I scarfed it down and drank the cool water that felt amazing against my chapped lips.

I wanted my life to end. I had no idea how long I had been here, it felt like eternity. My hand was badly bruised from the man breaking it and I could hardly breathe from being kicked in the ribs so many times. I couldn't even stand up anymore that's how weak I was. I just laid there and listened to the occasional screams that came from above me. I wondered what was going on out there. I was going mad. My fingertips were bloody from me clawing the floor and I drew pictures with the blood. I was going insane.

Someone came into the room and I didn't move. Hell I couldn't move was more how I should say it. The footsteps started getting closer and suddenly there was a blow to my back. I couldn't scream anymore because I had lost my voice, but the pain was still there. It was like a knife went throughout my body. Although I couldn't make a sound, the tears still came out. The person stood in front of me, and it was the big guy from before. What was his name? Felix or something like that. He smirked at me and then held his foot over my knee. I just watched him as he stomped on it, flinching when it crushed under him, crying even harder. I tried to speak, but all that came out was air.

"Do you not make any sounds human?" He sneered and wrenched me up by my hair. I couldn't even look at him. I saw blood dripping on the ground and I hoped that he would kill me. I wanted to die so badly. He shook his head and tossed me as if I was a rag doll, but with force against a wall. My body slammed against it and I was left there alone. Broken.

"Claire.." the voice said and I looked around. I couldn't see anyone, but I was no longer in the dungeon. I was in a beautiful meadow with a waterfall and wild flowers. I had to be dead with all the torture I had been through. The pain was gone and I felt fine. I wandered around and found a stream and drank as much water as I possibly could.

"Claire!" the voice yelled this time. I turned around and gasped as I saw the most beautiful girl that I had ever seen. She seemed to be glowing, no, sparkling in the sunlight. She had black wavy hair that went down to the middle of her back and big golden eyes. Her lips were full and pink and she was pale as snow; like snow white. She was wearing a flowing white dress as she glided over to me. I fell to my knees and she held my hand.

"Claire, you need to stay alive," she said, pulling me up, "I'm here to help you, tell me where you are so I can find you."

"I-I don't know," I stammered, "I'm in a dungeon of some sort. There are people here that claim that they're vampires."

"What are their names?" she asked.

"Jane, Alec, Felix, and Aro are the ones that I know of, but other people have been here too." I had no idea if this was real or what, but if this girl could help me, then I was going to tell her everything.

"Claire," she spoke silently, "you're dying. Promise me that you'll fight to stay alive. We're coming to save you."

"Who's we?!" I asked, but she was gone and the world was starting to fade to black.

"You stupid bitch!" I awoke to Felix screeching at me, "you told them where you are!" He stepped on my chest and I felt my sternum break. I gasped in pain and he stormed out of the room. Alec walked in and looked at me with sad eyes. Out of all of them, he was the only one that wasn't horrid to me. During the time I've been here, he would come and have a conversation with me, but I wouldn't say anything. I would just stare past him, wishing that my life would end. He sat down next to me and wiped a tear from my face.

"I'm not evil, you know," he whispered and I didn't say anything. He was evil. They were all evil for doing this to me; to my family. "I know what it's like to be tortured and isolated. I even know what it's like to have my family taken away from me."

I attempted to open my mouth to speak, but my lips were chapped and stuck together that my lips tore when I opened my mouth. Alec came closer to me and lifted my head up carefully while holding a bottle of water to my lips. I drank it carefully and didn't even care when it leaked out of the corners of my mouth.

"I'm going to get you out of here, Claire" he said and my eyes widened, "what they're doing to you is too much for me. You don't have any information; you proved it when Aro saw all of your memories. Now they're just torturing you for fun."

I mouthed thank you and he slowly lifted me up off of the ground. For how young he looked, he was very strong. I whimpered from the pain and the tears rolled down my cheeks.

"Shh," he cooed, "I can fix that." I freaked out at first because all the feeling I had was completely gone, but I was no longer in pain. I slunk my head back and fell asleep.

When I woke up, I was in an alleyway and Alec was kneeling next to me. The pain was back and he looked worried.

"I'm so sorry," he apologized, "But I have to go. Don't worry though, they're almost here." In a flash he was gone and the pain was making me slip into darkness. I was dying and I knew it. My breath was shortened and I was bruised all over from horrible internal bleeding. All I could think about was the angel that came to me in my sleep. I had to hold on for her, but I was slipping, and fast. My vision was blurred as I saw figures coming up to me. I saw their lips moving, but I couldn't understand. My eyes were rolling in the back of my head. I was dead, I knew it. They were too late.

Quil

I saw her mingled body in the alley and my heart stopped. Were we too late? I ran up to her and I could barely hear her faint heartbeat.

"Claire," I said and shook her slightly. She was looking in my direction, but it was as if she was looking through me. Her head lolled to the side and I looked at Effy with pleading eyes. I knew what her power could do. She had to do something, but we might have been too late. She walked over to Claire and placed her hands on her sternum.

"Her sternum is broken," Effy said, concentrating, "I need to fix it because that's what's killing her. Effy's hands glowed and Claire gasped. I jumped forward, but Jacob grabbed my wrist. Claire closed her eyes, but I could hear her heartbeat more clearly. I picked Claire up delicately and held her limp body closely to my chest. I put my face in her hair and wept.

"It's okay Claire," I assured her even though I knew she couldn't hear me, "You're safe now."

Yay she didn't die! Well now she and Quil are finally united, but Claire and Quil are both very stubborn people. Hint, hint. Please review and tell me your thoughts, it would mean soooooo much to me!