You know when I said that the original characters from series wouldn't make an appearance ?

I lied.

Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight.

When we got back to the house, Peter was out. Instead, we were met by Xanth's other contact, Quentin. Gold eyes, a deep, gentle voice, and skin as black as coal. Gold rings covered one hand, and he sported a long, brown, leather jacket, reaching behind his knees. From what I gathered, he was Peter's partner. Xanth knew him already too, despite the other vampire having an American accent. I guess the two contacts were a couple the last time he saw them.

'Phone rang' he said, as we made our way to the living room. A small table had been positioned in the middle, surrounded by two chairs and the sofa. The table itself was overflowing with papers and maps, weighted down on one side by a black laptop.

'For us ?'

'Some guy named Felix.'

I exchanged glances with Xanth.

'He's volturi.'

Quentin nodded slowly.

'Figured as much. What with you working with them and all.'

'We don't like it. But we're getting a lot more success these days than we ever did.'

He looked up quickly.

'I'm not saying anything. If it means more red-eyes gone, then it can't be a bad thing. Just,' He paused. 'Its strange, don't you think? Killing monsters, for monsters.'

'Its not for the volturi. They just happen to benefit from it.'

'Sure. I hear you. If it works, it works.' He sat back. 'This guy said he'd ring again round about-'

The phone rang, resounding through the house. Quentin chuckled.

'…now.' He finished.

I rose, went into the hall, and before Xanth could stop me, picked up the phone from its hook.

'Been a while, hasn't it? How's Italy?' I tried to sound as chirpy as possible. Just to wind him up.

Xanth mouthed something at me. I ignored him. He rolled his eyes.

A pause. Then-

'I wouldn't know,' came the velvety voice. 'That is not where we are.'

'Pity. I heard Volterra's beautiful this time of year.'

'Aro wants you to see him.' The voice carried a faint trace of exitement. I frowned.

'Aro has a mouth. And as far as I remember, he's not retarded. He can talk to us personaly.'

'Aro is unavailable at present.'

'Why?'

'How quickly can you get to Forks ?'

I mouthed the word at Xanth. He shook his head. He didn't know either.

'You tell us where Forks is, and we'll see. Actually, we have Google, your directional skills are redundant.' I glanced at Xanth, listening intently. 'So what, Aro and friends are in Washington all of a sudden ? What's going on ?'

'We've found a newborn.'

That stopped me.

'Dolovitch's ?' I asked. This could be good. If we found one, we could possibly trace it back to its source. With a little persuasion of course. I was already thinking of our black briefcase, in the trunk of the car, filled with various vials and needles. Our bag of tricks. They wouldn't have worked on the guarded mind of a mature bloodsucker, but on that of a newborn….

'Perhaps. We have a large gathering of vampires on our hands. You'd be useful here.'

'Tell me about the newborn. Regular vampires are economical with feeding, newborns aren't. Thats my priority. The rest I'll deal with afterwards.'

'There is only one. A child.'

'And the rest ?'

'She appears to have been Changed by a group of…well, how does one put it… 'vegetarians' ?' The word was said with distain, as though Felix was struggling to chew something unpleasant.

I froze. Xanth did likewise. The other vampire had gone very tight lipped. We looked at each other.

Not Dolovitch.

'Numourous regular vampires also appear to be guarding her.'

Xanth nodded at me and mouthed We're going.

I turned back to the phone. We had to stop both parties. And this was the only way.

'Not interested.'

I slammed the phone down before he could reply. Xanth was grinning.

'How quickly can we get over to Forks ?' I asked.

'Quickly enough. I'll get the case.'

I clapped my hands.

'Lets get moving.'

One minute later, we left the car on the drive, and sprinted west.

Oh yes. You know whats going on. Apologies for the short chapter.

It will be canon.

More to come.