I can't say how sorry I am about how late I am in creating this chapter. But I do promise some good development. It is a fairly short chapter, only a few pages in Microsoft word, but hey, I wrote it today and am determined to get it out as soon as possible. I'll try to make an update at least once a week this summer. As a HS graduate you have my word.

Disclaimer: I don't own the twilight series.. but you might see my name under a different title in your local book stores by the end of the year :)

B POV

I ran, and ran and ran as fast as my body could take me. Stopping only a few times to hide from passing soldiers. The castle was in a frenzy looking for their missing prisoner, not knowing that as they ran pass all those useless giant vases, and randomly placed curtains, they passed me up.

I was lucky that most of these men were incompetent because I really wasn't in my right mind state, the prince and his limp body clouded and busied my mind to the point of distraction. I was so worried that he would forget my warning and have my father pretty much killed tomorrow afternoon, or worse… that he would send his army to storm my peaceful settlement in the woods and injure and kill my poor followers.

At the thought of my village my brain began a different path as I began to devise plans to get resources enough to last us until we were in a safe place once more. Because I couldn't let them stay there, it was too dangerous if the royals knew our location. We had to either move deeper into the woods or set up a constant watch around camp. This was too much risk.

As I made my way off the grounds without being seen I thought of different strategies to convince my people that we must disappear for a couple of months if not longer. That was the only sure way that we could survive.

In those few months of seclusion I would have my raiding team teach the innocent's how to fight. The royals wanted a rebellion, give us a year… we'll give them a rebellion no one will ever forget.

EPOV

I awoke with a massive headache. Not only from the blow I had received but from the stress of that fucking prisoner. She will pay with her lif… no.

I couldn't even think the words… what was wrong with me. Maybe she found a way to drug or poison me, maybe she was a witch. Yes! That had to be it, she was a witch. If this was the case, then I would be free of her spell the minute she was burned. So she must die… for my sanity's sake!

"Sir?" a shy voice came out next to me, it was quiet but not enough so to stop the pounding of my head. I knew it would not lessen the pain if I answered him so I just turned and gave a questioning glare. "The King has called counsel with his captains, and has decided that we would send a forth of your troops to the village to end this. What say you?" his gaze was that of caution. I knew there had to be more to this quest, my father must be searching for something, something in either my reply or in the raid itself. I wanted to say yes, but I needed to talk to him first to figure things out. If we went about this rash and abrupt we would lose, meeting that feisty woman taught me that much. And being threatened by the man who overcame me taught me that they had people on the inside of this castle, what was supposed to be our sanctuary. So, in order to go to war, we must spread rumors.

"Tell my father that in order to win this coming battle we must disappoint." I whispered, trying hard to keep my head from bursting in pain with just the formation of that sentence.

He gave me a questioning look, "I'm sorry sir, but I don't think I fully understand what you mean. Maybe you need more rest before thinking on such serious decisions." I cringed at his words, not because he had insulted me, but once again because he did not attempt to keep his voice at an acceptable level.

I glared at him as much as I could, trying to convey the seriousness of my statement, "We must spread lies throughout the towns that we are to attack. Get up a hype. Then, prove the rumors false." I answered once more.

"But wouldn't that put us in a cowardly light?" he asked in a quieter voice, not in response to my headache, but because of his fear. I was slowly realizing once more that anyone beneath the status of Captain is an idiot.

"That's the bloody point." I growled, then closed my eyes, willing the pain away. All I heard in response was some ruffling and a rustling of footsteps and the stupid man ran away to give my message to the King. "Idiot."

BPOV

I had to hide my face with a scarf I had found on a clothes line on my way into town, I may have been out of the castle, but that didn't mean I was out of danger.

It took much of my strength to keep myself from running across the square and into the woods to where my people were. There was too much at stake now, the prince was close to finding out who I was in my short stay in the dungeons. It was time to either act or move. And as I had convinced myself of before, we needed to move. The villagers were in no shape to attack the castle guard… let alone even win a fight against a young soldier in his first week of training. We knew how to survive, not to fight.

"Bella!" giant arms engulfed me in a hug as I finally entered camp. "How could you do that to me? The only reason I didn't stomp up on that stage and fight those empty-headed buffoons off you was because Miss Alice over there reminded me who you were. The captains daughter, and our leader. Aw jeeze Bells, I was so worried." Jacob held me closer to his warm body, kissing me on my forehead. As much as I wanted to, I couldn't return the joyous welcome. I was to consumed with worry for my people. A war was coming.

"Jake we need to start packing…" I began to tell him the plan I formulated on my way out of the castle, but he cut me off.

"What? You want to go on another raid? Honey, that is too soon, plus, Alice and I finished off what we could that day. We completed the task so the people are set for at least another month…"

I placed my hand over his mouth. "No, we are packing everything. They know where we are, and it's only a matter of time until they attack us for fear that we may set up a rebellion on them." I warned, putting as much seriousness and desperation into my expression as I could.

His eyes grew wide with worry and panic as my words sank in, "Quil!" his right hand man came running over with his hands full of wood, probably for the bonfire we hold every night to keep the people united, "Get everyone to gather in the common area. Bella has an announcement to make regarding our future in this Village." He whispered in a pained voice, his gaze never leaving mine.

"Y…yes sir." Quil ran off, most likely terrified as to what my announcement was to be about.

It was going to be a long night.

EPOV

"He's right." Jasper's weak voice came out from behind me. I wanted to turn and thank him for supporting my plan, but when in an argument with the king, you never turned your back to him. It was a sign of weakness.

"I am, if the leader of all those rogue people is anything like that Swan girl, then we have a big problem. He will be smart, she looks up to him." I winced, hating saying those words, "So he's got to have some sort of advantage that we don't know about. This, telling them we are coming and when we do we will hit hard, will keep them in fear long enough for us to gather more information. We need that time!" I pleaded my case with my father, he had to see the reason behind my actions. His plan was too risky and could weaken us.

His fist hit the table hard, "We must strike them now in their frenzy to prepare to overthrow us!" he screamed, determined to get his point across.

I sighed, "But we may lose more men in the process, weakening not them, but us! If they are the rebellion group, they probably have been training for months! For all we know they are all ready to kill off our armies." I reasoned once more.

He growled and sat dejectedly in his cushioned seat, "You have three days." He growled and motioned for me to leave.

My jaw dropped, "That is not enough time to…"

"THREE DAYS!" With that, I was escorted out of his office.

Jasper followed behind silently, and waited until the soldiers went back inside the room to speak, "What are we to do with such a time limit?" he asked with desperation.

I sighed, running my fingers through my hair in frustration, "I don't know, but we're going to make each and every minute we have count." I turned to my best guard and friend. "You are going to go undercover."

He laughed without humor, "You're insane! She knows my face, if she saw me…"

I growled cutting him off, "Act." He gave me a questioning look, "Act like you are tired of my unnecessary use of violence and force, and that you want us overthrown! Whatever you do, just fit in!" With that I walked away, not bothering to let him try to catch up or say a word in response, this was going to work. Because if it didn't, my family was in trouble.

BPOV

"…We need to move out now!" there were more gasps and whispers as I went through my poorly thought out speech, "I fear they know our location, and therefore we must move before they get to us, until we are ready to defend ourselves." Grunts of displeasure groaned through the crowd, "Jacob has told me that we have enough grain to start our own small farms, and that being all we need to survive, we must find land fertile enough to farm in! Consider this a move for our food store, for our survival! Not a move of fear. Because as a community we are one, and strong. But as an army, we are lacking. We will take this time to train. And when they see us again, we will be ready!" I shouted with as much enthusiasm as I could muster up and received cheers and celebrations in response. I sighed in relief, not able to keep the smile off my face. My people would be safe once more.

JPOV

I packed the clothes given to me by the male servants. I didn't like the Kings plan, but that didn't mean I liked Edward's plan so much more. But I'd rather only have my death on their minds then an entire army's. It wouldn't be worth it.

I was able to convince him that she wouldn't trust me, even if I did try to act that I hated the crown, so we created a disguise and added another man to come with me. So I and some old guard were packing our bags, preparing for anything. For no one knew what to expect, for all we knew we could be walking into some sort of Spartan society. If that ends up being the case then we were screwed.

"Ready?" the Old man peeked his head through the crack of my door.

I sighed and slung my pack over my shoulder, "As ready as I'll ever be."

I hope you liked it! I can't stress enough how important it is to review. It really helps me get the chapters up faster. Once again I apologize for having updated so very late and pray that you don't all hate me. But hey, Alice is gunna meet Jazzy soon so I hope that makes up for it :)