Bella POV
I am sitting here waiting, waiting for my family to come so negotiations can begin-- discussions about weather or not at least 5 people should die because of a choice a made 14 years ago.
A choice I sometimes question, and this is very much one of those times-- what would have happened if I had just stayed human like Edward wished me too? If right now I was tripping over my feet and being rushed to the E.R. for the 3 inch heels I'm currently wearing?
And there is the subject of Jacob, o the beautiful sun of my life. I still love him, very much so-- sometimes I wonder if with the right nourishment if it would have eclipsed my love for Edward….
Then there was the fact that Claire, Josh's little crush-- I could see it was nothing more. But how did they explain the fact Quil probably tried to kill him for being with his imprint? And how did I miss the fact the lovely young artist that Josh thought himself to be in love with was the same Claire that caused me so much distress when Jacob relayed that particular tale to me 14 years ago-- because for some reason all my human memories were perfectly intact when I awoke from my transformation. Carlise thinks it may the mixture of the fact I have a very private mind, since not even the Volturi can read me and my prolonged exposure to werewolves (the last part they joke about, I think).
But back to Claire, I mean really I knew she was the right, in fact my first thoughts upon meeting her was 'wonder how Quil's Claire is doing' but I didn't even begin to make the connection when Claire talked about her home reservation and "her Quil". I think some of my human cluelessness was retain along with my memories.
And now my stupidity, the fact I didn't make the connection is the reason we're about to start a war.
A war about me.
Most girls would be flattered, but I have lived through a war full of mythical beings, many of them here right now, or on their way. And I had seen the destruction they could cause on each other. Now the once allies in the last war were about to turn against each other.
I don't want a war.
I don't want death and destruction over the fact I am now not aging-- just like the rest of them. O and I drink blood- but I've only slipped up once…….
Alice POV
Sometimes I curse my gift.
I mean, what's the point if you can't call and warn your sister that she's about walk into a group of werewolves?
Which is I'm on a plane with the rest of my family, on the way to Seattle, and possibly war.
They better let me take Bella shopping.
Carlise POV
Sometimes I wonder if I should have given into Bella and let Edward change.
He was right to worry.
Almost a century ago I negotiated with the werewolves to let us stay on land. It never entered my mind to put in the agreement that one of us could bite a true love-- but only for the purpose of turning a human into one of us.
It is because of me that we may have to have a war?
Should I have been more careful about the agreement? Made it not as binding? I don't know, and that kills someone as old as me.
Emmett POV
So the mongrels ran into Bella.
You know, I'm not as dumb as they believe me to be-- I knew all along that at some point, they would find her.
I only hope we can avoid war-- but if that is the price of having the best little sister ever, then so be it.
Rosalie POV
I knew changing her was a bad idea.
I knew it.
But does anyone ever listen to me? Nooooooooo
What would I know-- I'm not a seer like Alice and since lil-miss-sees-the-future said Bella should change then we most certainly should do it!
And now look where that has gotten us. In the middle of could be the biggest war between vampires and werewolves.
Yep, Alice is always right.
A/N: well heres another chapter even if no cares enough to review besides my faithful two. i thought maybe the insight on how the vampires felt would be good. i am currently trying to come up with a resolution that doesn't involve war-- as that would require me killing off at least one character. damm-- i rly don't wanna do that. soooooo review and wait I should have the next chapter in the week.