Krilaia: Well it took a little bit more time to get this one out, trust me you guys wanted me to wait. My brain need it, ha. I want to thank all of you who review, because you make me smile and actually make me feel good about wanting to get this out. The beginning starts out sketchy, I apologize.

Disclaimer: Obviously, I only own Reenie and her family. And the plot, of course


It had taken me a good thirty minutes to find where I was going. Having never been there myself I couldn't just "poof" there like I could with other places, but I could use the night's shadows to aid my traveling. I found when my emotions were thrown and skewed around like this, it didn't really hurt to use my powers. It, for the first time in my life, felt natural.

I stared at the house, taken back by it. It wasn't the first time I'd seen a big house, but I was getting used to the small houses in Forks and this, this building was huge. After checking the address I took a breath. Now or never, and I had already chosen a decision I would stick with. I refused to dwell, as my mind kept trying to put this into the danger perspective it was.

I blended with the shadows, trying to calm my frantic heartbeat as my eyes scanned through the window, making sure there wasn't anyone in there. Once I was sure I looked for some form of darkness I could use to get inside. If I had been as good as any of the others, I wouldn't have had to spot it, but I wasn't used to doing this alone. Spotting a big enough shadow I willed my body to separate and reappear inside. I let out a breath of air and continued out of the room. I reached a pair of stairs and glanced around, seeing it as safe I slowly climbed up them. I made the shade wrap around my body, keeping it from sight. I didn't see anyone until I reached the top, something I thought was weird. If this was a house of nine vampires, shouldn't they be around? Especially after the once attack on the girl?

A man was standing at the top, and I stopped, waiting for him to move. He was beautiful, as I had learned all vampires were. He had bronze colored hair, golden eyes, and the typical pale skin. I hoped he would go soon, because it would start to get tiring using my powers to conceal myself.

"Then come out." He spoke, voice hard, as if he had read my thoughts. My eyes widened as I held my place, willing my breathing to come out even or better yet not at all. "I do know you're there. It was the same mistake the rest of them made."

I gasped, breaking concentration and losing my hold. It happened all at once, he was glaring at me when there were two others on my side, snarling as they pinned me down. Both were male but I didn't get the chance to get their features. My heart thudded spastically as I tried to yank free, with no success. While I was stronger than a human, I wasn't stronger than a vampire when it came to muscle. A blond vampire stepped out, and I stared at him, frowning before a smirk fell on my face.

"You guys going to kill me now? Oh, I'm so scared. Totally haven't been trained to be A-okay with dyeing." I flashed a grin that caused the two holding me to snarl again. It was true, we had been trained to be okay with dyeing, and so long as I could play off it was okay with me it might keep me alive. I kind of liked a beating heart in my body.

"But you're not okay with it." The bronze haired one shot, holding back a snarl. I frowned, looking him oddly. What the hell? Before I could question it the blond vampire held up a hand, signaling the others to calm.

"We would like to talk, before we resort to anymore violence tonight." He said, and I heard the guy to my right laugh.

"Or at least give us time to get the mutt back over here. I think he'd like a go at one of them that tried to kill Nessie. He'd be disappointed if we took all the fun when we made him leave, earlier." He joked.

I was going out on a limb, and taking that the "mutt" was Jacob, since he had known what we were. This explained how he'd known we'd attacked, since he must have been over here. I hadn't questioned it before now.

"Carlisle, should we get the others?" The bronze haired one asked. The blond, Carlisle, shook his head.

"I don't think it is a good idea to leave Nessie alone, unless you disagree, Edward?" He shook his head, glaring at me, holding back a snarl. I don't understand why they wanted to talk, it wasn't going to tell them anything useful. There was this whole client protection thing where we didn't give out information. It was a big no-no.

"You were put up to this?" Edward asked, as his body went ridged, "By whom?"

I stared at Edward, confused. How did he know? I heard him laugh and shot him an aggravated look.

"Whoever it was obviously didn't tell you we had talents. Like the ability to read minds." Edward pointed to his own head and I sucked in a breath, feeling sick to my core.

"Oh, I'm sure they knew. Just what they just didn't feel fit to tell us." I spat, bawling my hand into a fist. "Illud nequam. EGO mos iuguolo lemma!"

They had to have known, there was no way they didn't. It made a huge impact on the entire mission and it was no wonder they had run into trouble. My heart ached at the thought that they could possibly be dead.

"Where are they?" I demanded, sucking in a deep breath of air. "My brother, and my parents."

"I don't think you're in the position to be asking questions." Edward snarled at me, as the two at my side tightened the hold on me so much that I winced. "I suggest you tell me who it is that sent you."

I could use this. I looked Edward in the eye, and then turned to Carlisle.

"You kill me you'll never know." I answered, "And then they'll just keep sending more and you'll never be at peace. I think I'm real important. I wouldn't suggest threatening me."

"No one was threatening, we were just… asking." Carlisle replied, trying to smooth things over.

"It sounded like a threat to me. I kill people for a living, I would think I would know one if I heard one. Besides, I took it as that." I shot. The one to my right laughed.

"Oh, trust me, when we make a threat you'll know it, girlie." I finally looked over at him to see him grinning at me. He was huge, and I kind of wished I hadn't looked over.

"Emmet, behave." Carlisle stated, sighing. "We can always ask your family."

"Who are being watched by the rest of you vamps?" I asked, hoping they would answer with a where.

"They're contained." Edward stated and I rose a brow. They wouldn't have… they had to have known what we could do. There had to be someone watching them. A little hope revived itself in me as I saw Edwards face. If they were alone then…

"If they were alone, what?" Edward asked, frowning. I grinned widely, sighing in a nonchalant way.

"You just lost yourself three hostages. Really, you don't leave demons alone when they control shadows." I answered happily. Edward tensed, and I got a bit of satisfaction out of wrecking his little fantasy world where he could protect everyone in the house. He shot a glare my way before walking down he was gone as a blur. He returned not two second later, frustration and angry written across his face.

"They're gone. She was right." He all but growled out and I could feel the tension.

"We will find out what we need, we won't make the same mistake twice." The one on my left said. His voice was cold, and it was the first time he had spoken aside from snarling. I didn't bother glancing over.

"Sure, I'll bet you guys work on that. I'm going to go now." I answered, trying to use the shadows around us to make myself disappear. Their grips tightened and I felt what little molecules trying to separate snap back together painfully, causing me to hiss in pain. I hadn't anticipated that if they were holding me I couldn't get free.

"Doesn't look like your parlor trick is going to work." Emmet growled, and I couldn't help but feel my head pounding.

"Not like I'd hoped, no." I answered, offering a grim smile before trying again. Awake was too dangerous, but as I repeatedly tried to use my powers to get out of there I could feel my consciousness being ebbed away. I tried one last time, before feeling my conscious give way. The last thing my brain took in was a number of cuss words.


When I came to it took me a moment to adjust to the blinding light that filled the room, and it too me a moment to realize it wasn't any of the guys that were around me. Instead it was just one female, another vampire. She had dark brown hair that swirled around her waist and a kind looking face. I knew better than to trust anyone because of that, though, and I eyed her wearily as I sat up. Funny, that they had even put me on a bed. It was strange, they were strange themselves. I glanced around the room, noticing there were no windows, and it was just one chair and this one bed in the room. Did they have to restrain people often?

"Hi." The female said and I stared at her oddly. "I'm Bella."

Because trying to befriend the enemy was always something I tried to do.

"That's nice. If you're trying to be all nice in hoped I'll warm up and tell you everything, you've got the wrong girl." I shot, crossing my arms. She didn't seem put off, though.

"We're all just tense, I'm sure you'd understand if you had someone coming after a member of your family." She said, crossing her legs.

"Yeah, so of course I'd be talking to them. Are you mental? Jeez, my family and my whole reason for being here is to kill someone your related to-"

"My daughter." She interrupted quietly. I just stared. We fell into an awkward silence. I didn't understand her. If she was the mother of our target, and she knew it was our target, why was she being so… nice? I crossed my arms over my chest and huffed.

"You know, before this all happened, Jake was telling us about how Embry imprinted on you." Bella started again. I sucked in a deep breath as my heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly. His face flashed in my mind, hurt and disappointed, and I lost control of my temper.

"That isn't your business at all! You guys might as well kill me, because that's what it's going to come down to!" I snapped, growling at her. She looked taken back at my outburst, and squirmed under my glare. A few more minutes pass before Bella looks up at me again.

"How old are you, anyways?" She questioned, head tilting to the side.

"What? How old do I freakin' look, lady." I snapped, crossing my arms.

"Well, you know, as immortals looks don't tell anything… " She mumbled, looking at me curiosly.

"If I answer will you shut up?" I asked, looking at her annoyed. She brightened instantly and nodded. "Fine. I'm sixteen."

Bella's mouth fell down a bit with a pop sound as she stared in disbelief. I was wrong if I thought that was going to be the end of it.

"What? When did you start killing people? Have you actually killed someone before? How can you do it? You're so young! You're younger than I am…" Bella spoke about a mile a minute and I stared at her strangely. She was treating this as though it was some sort of hobby. This wasn't extreme snowboarding! I gave an aggravated sound, before crossing my arms and turning my back on her, facing the wall instead.

"You know, this could be so much easier. If you just told us who it was it would all end. You could go free, I'm sure I could talk to Edward so long as you didn't try anything again…" Bella said softly and I shook my head.

"It goes against the code I grew up with. I can't." I answered. Why couldn't they just understand that?

"You could see Embry again…" She trailed off and I was off the bed in a heartbeat, snarling at her.

"Don't you dare bring that into the conversation!" I hissed. Again, she looked surprised. "Let me remind you that I am a demon."

"A half one, from what Jake told us when we got back." Bella corrected me, and I growled at her. "Listen, if you're half demon than your also half human. It means you have to have a some sort of compassion. We're, Edward and I, just trying to protect our daughter. The rest are trying to protect their niece or granddaughter. We're trying to preserve our family. Are we acting that different?"

I stared hard at her, letting her words sink in. No, my mind reasoned, we weren't. But I wasn't ready to admit that to her yet.

"What will they do to them, my family, if they were to come back and I wasn't talking?" I asked.

"We would kill them. And possibly you, while taking care of whoever came next, if they did, when that happened." Bella answered, honestly.

I swallowed hard, thinking it over. If they ever came back they would die. I knew how strong we were, but I also was learning how strong the vampires were. They had already discovered some of our weaknesses and while my father might have matched them strength wise he would be outnumbered. If the wolves didn't step in.

Embry. He would never forgive me if I let it get that far. If he could forgive me now. Maybe… I could change. What if I could show him I could be good, all for him? Would he accept me then? I felt so ridiculous, wanting to change for him. But I couldn't imagine him hating me for the end of time, it caused a part of me to break off inside. Realization hit me that I truly did love him, with every aspect of my being I did. If I had a chance to prove to him I wasn't as bad as I seemed, as well as save my family, how could I not take it? Surly, my parents would understand the situation. I hoped, anyways.

"If we give up the mission and I tell you who it was that sent us, you'll let me go and give us pardon?" I asked Bella. She looked at me as sat down on the bed, taking my head in my hands.

"Yes, of course. It will go forgotten, as much so as it can. If you nor your family try anymore attacks against us, and reveal who sent you, than I don't see that request as too hard."

"And will you let us keep living here? In Forks, I mean." I asked, looking back at her. She smiled knowingly and nodded.

"If you are peaceful I don't see why we wouldn't. Of course, I don't think it would be wise to kill anyone in the area, and a pact would have to be made about that. But yes, I can see that." Bella answered and I took a deep breath, nodding.

"Are you familiar with the Volturi?"


Krilaia: Illud nequam. EGO mos iuguolo lemma= Those good for nothing... I will kill them.

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