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POV Bella
The blackness was different from before. It was hazy instead of solid and dusk instead of midnight. It was different because I could hear everything that was going on around me, everything that was said. I identified that I could come out of this if I wanted to, but I knew that I shouldn't.
A deep bass voice reached me here in the dusk of my mind. "Now is the time Isabella. Awake your mind, and let your memories come forth. It is the time for battle and you are needed."
These words were uttered quickly and quietly into my ear and before I knew it memories were flooding into my mind. Image after image that I didn't want to see unlocked themselves and showed me my past. Information was learned and strength was added. I knew what should happen next and I prepared myself in the last seconds that I knew I had.
Somewhere in the back of my mind I heard growling.
POV Jonathon (Dun dun duh!)
I walked into the cave slowly. I feared that this plan would not work. I had not seen Isabella for over one hundred years and although I knew she changed I didn't know how.
James had changed over those hundred years and as I had predicted so had Isabella. Her power was great and I knew that we could finish this once and for all. James's never found out about my love for the girl that was my sister, daughter. It was a feat that I couldn't believe, but that was one of his weaknesses, pride. It wasn't his great weakness by far, but it didn't help him any when he thought his control superior to other influences.
I felt the breeze from the other exit carry my scent forward and I smiled when I caught sight of Isabella slump against the stone. I quickly walked forward now and spoke to James like I knew would need to happen. "She is just as beautiful as she was so many years ago my good man." I had been planning this day ever since I found out that he hurt sweet Isabella. He was the worst kind of man there could be and I knew when I found out that I would kill him.
I watched him relentlessly for the next couple of weeks. He wasn't invincible, but he had one weakness that I knew I would need to exploit, before he would come down.
During those weeks of observation Isabella and I had grown so close and I was amazed by her. She was an exception to my power and I found that fascinating. I worked with her every chance I got and soon discovered she had a shield. It was strong and invincible as far as I could tell. I helped her learn to shape it over others and she confided in me that she would frequently blackout when James would go too far. She told me that she sometimes had memory disruption when she awoke, stating that most of it would come back except for the horrible acts that could have been done to her.
I thought over this revelation and a theory was born. Her shield was more extensive than I had originally thought. It would actually lock away memories from her conscious mind. We worked together and discovered that she could also control this part of her shield and do much more. Isabella could not only lock away memories and block them, but put locks on them consciously and create false memories. These locks would be triggered by smells, actions, words, a picture, or a combination of them. When triggered the memory would come back and she would go under for a split second for one memory or a longer time depending on how much she had blocked and/or created.
I worked over the plan and briefed Isabella, knowing that when we put it into affect I wouldn't be able to see her for an unknown number of times, and during that time she would think that I was dead. This agonized me so greatly I was constantly searching for a diversion of this plan, but it all came down to Isabella. She needed to disappear and forget what she learned about her shield until the time was right.
Her reaction was to be expected when I told her this. She outright refused claiming that I would be hurt and it would be her fault that she couldn't remember. I laughed at her and told her not to worry so much about me. I told her that she was James's weakness and if she tried to fight too soon we would both be killed.
I had gotten her to comply with me, and we decided what she would forget. We had everything planned within two months. She would block most of our time together out and create only a couple of memories. I would be the trigger and it would take my smell and voice to unlock them. The day before we left Isabella found one more attribute of her shield, she could fight with it. She could put a block in her attackers mind, affecting their memory. We didn't have time to explore it greatly, but it was definitely there.
Isabella left and I stayed with James for every year she was gone. I gave Isabella two weeks to get a head start in the states, before we came. I had realized that he would hunt her when I thought of her running. I kept him away as long as I could before he would catch her scent. I would let him get just close enough that she would find his scent quickly and leave as fast as I she could. This was the pattern for years, and over the years his arrogance had grown to extreme highs. Three months ago I knew that he was weak enough, even if he thought he was invincible. I knew that the time had finally come.
I walked over to where Isabella lay and I whispered the words in her ear to low for James to hear. Feeling her body respond to the words in only the slightest of ways, I stood up to see James grinning sadistically. "What is it James?"
"Listen Jonathon, we have company." He laughed out loud.
It was true indeed I heard the footsteps and didn't think twice before placing myself between Isabella and the intruders. I had not planned for more company than James, and I had to keep Isabella safe for at least five minutes while she prepares her mind for battle.
The intruders came with teeth bared and snarls escaped their chests. I looked for a weakness without looking at their faces and was surprised to see that is was Isabella.
Wanting to see who they were I looked up at them for a split second before closing my eyes again to continue my search. With my all of other senses aware I examined the men mind as I compared the images and the weakness in my mind.
The younger one was in love with her, though he didn't know it yet. To exploit I would only need to take her away.
The older one was not in love with her, but loved her endlessly. I looked at his face and had to do a double take in my mind. The shape of his face, set of his nose, and placement of his eyes screamed Isabella. It was a relative of hers I was sure, but she had told me of her family and her mother had no other children besides her and there was no way this was a cousin. That left her beloved father that disappeared when she was five. –Isabella's shield slid over me. She must be almost ready.
I felt the anger build in me when I saw the man who was supposed to be dead. If he was alive, why would he abandon her to this life. Leave her to face the world and it's horrors alone? How dare he come back into her life and act as a father to her? That was who I was to her now, not him. To exploit his weakness my daughter must refer to me in her favorite way, Dad.
I opened my eyes to see the young one staring down James. The man who fathered my daughter, Carlisle, was starring me down. Isabella was due to become aware in ten seconds. I looked to James and saw he was calculating our chances and thought that we would win. After all, we had the advantage. Seven seconds left and the young one launched himself at James. He was quick and James never got his hands on him. Carlisle glanced at the boy before starring me down again, choosing a plan of attack. Five more seconds left and he launched himself at me. I took in his weaknesses and fought as hard as I could without killing him right away. I needed to make sure the boy did not kill James. That was for Isabella to do, and if the boy wanted to stay intact, I would need to keep the fight from getting to far along. Two seconds left and she was starting to stir. It was all I could do to keep from running to her side; she would know what to do.
POV Bella
I searched my memories recollected memories for the ones that I wanted and I shut the rest away for now. Flexing my shield, I searched it as I haven't done for years; simultaneously sending it out to cover Jonathon, as I knew he would be there. I explored the nooks and crannies of my shield and the one area I didn't get a chance to explore before. Releasing all information about my shield, as I learned to do I discovered a few possibilities of this new part. The haze was starting to lift and I stopped exploring to prepare my mind for the sight of James and Jonathon, most likely fighting already from the sounds of it. I knew that Jon would leave him alive though, it was MY job to finish off the scumbag.
My eyes opened on their own accord and I flew to my feet, no disorientation to hinder me this time. I took in the sight in front of me and had to double check the control on my shield, because if it wasn't secure I would surely go under the blackness again.
Edward was fighting James at the entrance to the cave, and right in front of me was Father fighting with Jonathon. I knew that Jon wasn't really trying, because Father would have been dead by now if he was. Father however was trying his damn hardest to kill Jon, and it had to stop. My shield exploded from my mind capturing everybody and holding them still; only those who knew my shield would know what was happening. I threw Edward into a memory and James into darkness, while a barrier went up between Father and Jon, the man who protected me and saved me, the one who I called Dad. I pushed the guilt back in my mind and blocked it up for now, without forgetting about it. I would deal with it later.
The barrier was only in their minds. The illusion created made them think it impossible to reach each other. I ran to Jon and hugged him as tight as I could, before I started yelling. "What were you thinking? Why is Edward fighting James, and why are you fighting my father?! Hhmm? That was NOT part of the plan. I want an explanation and now!" I took the block off his mouth and most of his body, leaving the one between himself and Father. My expression was hard and I wanted to know what he was thinking.
"Little Isa it's not what it looks like I swear!" He tried to put me in a good mood, by starting our old breakup banter and using the name he would only use when I wouldn't listen to him.
My expression softened before I masked it again, it was just long enough for him to know that I wasn't that mad. "Oh really, then just what was that? It didn't look like something friends would do!"
"Oh but Isa, I love you so much please forgive me. I swear we're only friends! I don't want you to leave me, please I will beg on my knees if I have to." He got down on his knees and looked at me with a pout that could make me do just about anything.
I cracked first at the silliness of the situation. I mean we hadn't seen each other in over a century and this is how we greet each other? 'Breaking up' in the middle of a battle? What the hell?
It was then that I remembered our audience. I hadn't put an illusion in front of father and now he was starring at us in disbelief. This would be difficult, but first to dispose of James.
(AN) Ola peoples! So so so... what did you think? Jon is back can you believe it? What do you guys think of her shield? Is it too much? I need these questions answered, so PLEASE REVIEW! Also I would like to inform you guys that eventually I will be posting my other story, though it won't be for a while. So hope you like it, Somethin
