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Edward POV

"You tell me who's part of this revolting VAMP, and I won't shave the hair off your little bloodsucker's head."

WHAT?!?!?

"You don't know where he is," Bella replied calmly. "Perhaps I gave him a counter-substance to Volturonite and he escaped."

"Or, perhaps I have him in a cage and is sitting in my limousine right this moment."

I heard Bella's heartbeat speed up. I wanted to jump out of the closet and strangle Newton right this moment. I never liked him anyway. But who knows – as Rob said – what would happen to the space-time continuum?

"Well, Isabella? Who. Is. VAMP?"

My beloved Bella swallowed frantically. Her breathing grew uneven and I realized what a terrible, terrible man Newton had turned into. Rob's world did need much help indeed. Finally, Bella spoke quietly.

"Angela Weber. Eric Yorkie. Seth Clearwater."

"There, you see? That wasn't so hard!" Mike laughed. Through the crack in the door, I saw Newton pull out a walkie-talkie and speak into it.

"Release the mind-reader to me and bring me Weber, Yorkie, and Clearwater. Oh, and don't forget the Volturonite."

"Oh, of course, Mikey-wikey!" said a feminine voice. I let out a low rumble from my chest. Jessica Stanley. Or, as she was now known, Jessica Newton.

Ironically, though wealth had caused Mike's waistline to increase in size, it had caused Jessica's to shrink down to nothing. She was, of course, the same tiny height as always, but now she was in this ridiculous pair of hot pink shoes with six-inch stiletto heels that made annoying click-clack noises every step she took. I knew Alice-poor Alice!-would kill for those shoes. They looked more like torture devices than footwear, but then again so was her dress.

It was this knee-length dress in a shade of hot neon pink so bright it made Mike's candy-corn suit look dim. It was low in the front, high in the back, and tight in the waist. Really tight. So tight that every now and then her face turned blue and she'd have to take a deep breath before turning back to normal. The rest of her outfit was equally expensive and shocking. She was wearing a leopard fur coat, chandelier earrings, and carrying a hot pink makeup purse.

As astounding as her wardrobe was, my chest rumbled even louder when I saw how…different she looked. She looked more or less the same, except older of course, to be fair. But her nose looked a little different than I remembered.

Her brown hair and lips were so puffy and shiny they could not have been that way from nature. Her face was covered in pancake makeup, including gold eyeliner and bright red lipstick. Her nails were bright red and several inches long. And of course, she'd never been that skinny…right?

"Anything for you, Mikey-Wikey," she cooed. Her voice had changed. It was now several octaves higher than that of the average dolphin. She giggled snootily. Gagged, bound, and flanked by an enormous bodyguard were three frightened but defiant-looking bodies.

I realized with shock I recognized them all. All three of them had VAMP buttons pinned to their raincoats. I was looking at the 2029 Angela Weber, Eric Yorkie, and Seth Clearwater.

"Thank goodness for Anti-Volturonite!" Jessica sighed. "This can stop werewolves so this mutt here can't get away!" Well, that answers that question.

"I'm sorry," Bella sobbed.

Bella.

After this ghastly trend in shocks, I'd been terrified of what Bella would look like. But I was amazed. She was still human, of course, but even now in her thirties she looked as beautiful as she'd ever been.

She did look very much like her mother, except her face was so determined and strong. I'd never seen her this way before. When she looked at the sneering Mike and Jessica, it was with sadness but strength.

Mike laughed. His laugh was the most obnoxious thing since werewolves. He turned to the bodyguard. "Take this mind-reader away and get me the blond!"

"Why?" Bella turned on him angrily. "Rosalie hates you now more than ever!"

"Oh, I'm not talking about her!" Mike cackled. A dreamy expression came briefly over him, but Jessica looked insanely jealous and began running her fingers through his hair. They giggled together. I felt a sudden need to get an exorcism.

Then I saw my own future self.

Physically, I looked exactly as I always did, with one major exception. I looked haunted, my eyes were black and I realized that Bella smelled exactly the same as she had when she was 18. Only this time I apparently didn't even have the distraction of mountain lion blood.

2029 Edward was snarling and trying to attack Bella. I was horrified at the fact that I was so thirsty –or would be so thirsty– as to forget about keeping Bella safe. For once, I was glad that Newton had restricted Edward, although it was his fault that we were in this miserable situation in the first place.

Around my 2029 body was a hideously tacky orange child's leash, decorated with mini-Elvis Presleys, like Newton's tie. For whatever reason, I could not break free of the leash, but as long as Bella was safe, I did not mind.

Newton had dragged 2029 me into VAMP headquarters –with hair on my head, thank goodness– for no particular reason, probably just to scare Bella. While he took 2029 me out to his limousine, the bodyguard returned with another leashed vampire.

Jasper.

Mike had returned and with a threatening sneer, said, "Now, for you meddling kids," even though they all were the same age as he, with the exception of Seth, "for your participation in this rebel group of yours, I am prepared to feed you to a very, very thirsty vampire."

Jasper….he'd always had such trouble controlling his thirst before…so now….

I could bear it no longer. I ran out the door and didn't look back. I had to get away from this horrible place.

"Girls, really!" It was Rob. "I'm flattered! But I have a wife! I have children! I have nightmares about going outside!"

"ROB WE LOVE YOU!" screamed the fangirls.

They backed him off into a corner, screaming. Rob looked very frightened.

"Blimey, what the heck is that?" he suddenly cried, pointing out into the distance. They all turned around. He took advantage of the opportunity to dash on back over to Ted and Cedric. I joined them, shaken.

"That was close," Rob panted. He turned to me. Then his face fell. "Oh-I see you've-"

"I'll do whatever you need me to," I said quietly. "Just get me out of this place."

Cedric and Ted looked equally distressed. "Are you all right?" Cedric asked.

I didn't answer for a moment, still numb from the horror of it all. "Let's go."

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