A/N: And now, the moment you've hopefully all been waiting for, the Cullens begin to take out the spaceship [= They'll be taking out the spaceship for several chapters, and I think I've got everyone's POV in them. I'll stop talking, and you can start reading now [;

Chapter Ten- Vampires vs. Aliens pt.1

Bella POV

I looked nervously around the dark hallway I was walking down; the walls around me were made of a black metal as strong as diamond. We had separated to cover as much of the gigantic ship as possible. The ship was huge, but the range of my shield was even bigger. We had kept on practising even after the Volturi left, and as long as I started standing beside someone when I put it up around them, then my shield could stretch for a mile. I couldn't feel the sparks of life coming from my family and the wolves, so I had lost that small comfort.

I comforted myself with the fact that no matter how thick these walls were, there was nothing that could stop my inhuman strength and I could always just punch my way out of the ship. Brains may be better than brawn, but in my life, brawn can add a hell of a lot of comfort to brains.

I listened, hearing heartbeats down the hall from me. According to the map I would be coming to a huge open space soon (assuming we read the map correctly, but pictures don't need a translation... right?) I came to a corner and pressed my back against it. Peeking my head around the corner I saw something that reminded me of a track. There were humans were running around it, their heartbeats frenzied.

My lip curled up into a disgusted snarl, they were really testing my patience. It seemed to be a testing place of some kind. An alien was explaining something to humans on the other side of the cavernous room. It's voice was stilted, like he wasn't able to form the words properly. "Thisss isss the trrrack, a placcce to exerrrsssize. Complete five lapsss arrround it, and then returrrn herrre, you have fourrr minutesss, ssstarrrting now..."

All of the people in the group were young, healthy and perfectly capable of running five laps without my help. I would have waited four minutes and let them go on before leaving my hiding place, except I saw a pregnant woman running. She immediately fell behind the terror stricken group, panting to catch her breath with her hand on her stomach. As soon as she came go past the gap in the wall I stuck my hand out and pulled her off the path, towards me and out of sight of the alien.

She struggled futilely against my grip, it took all my control to slip and not eat her. The girl is lucky she's pregnant, or else she would smell a hell of a lot tastier. "Relax!" I hissed, "I'm not going to hurt you. I can get you to safety."

She froze gasping for breath and I cautiously let go of her, "Are you okay?" I asked taking a step back so she could see I was 'human'. Well... human to her eyes, and I'm not planning on letting her in on the secret.

She nodded, "Who are you?" she asked, "How did you get free..."

"Long story," I said evasively, "And my name is-"I heard footsteps coming around the track again, "Not important right now. Let's go." I thank the oncoming aliens for allowing me to sidestep that minefield. I grabbed her hand and picked her up (she was so tiny, anyone would have been able to lift her up), darting down the corridors at a human speed until I got to where the hole in the wall was.

Carlisle was there, and for that I was grateful. I could dump the pregnant woman on him and go kill some aliens. I was about to say his real name when I realized what a bad idea that would be, if this woman ever repeated the story and told someone Carlisle's name... well, how many veggie vamp doctors do you know? I put the woman down and said, "Carter, would you mind looking after her. I'm going to go stop the aliens that were following us."

Carlisle nodded, "Of course Marie."

I looked at the little mother, "This is Carter. He's a doctor, he'll look after you. Okay?" she nodded, her lower lip starting to tremble. She was starting to go into shock. I turned and left before the tears started, I want to kill aliens, not look after humans. I went down the hallway, I could hear the footsteps getting closer to me.

I rounded a corner and there were about twenty aliens there, no humans. They all stopped and held up their hands, "Human, you arrre out of line. You shhhould not be herrre. Come with me." It ordered.

I felt my lip curve up into a grim smile, "See, that's the really funny thing. I'm not a human, and I'm not going to do a damn thing you tell me to."

Its eyes widened, "You still cannot fight." It hissed slowly, "Come with usss beforrre we kill you."

I shook my head back and forth slowly, "How many humans have you bullied with that line? If we're talking killing, I think I'm already ten steps up. I'm kind of dead after all."

And with that final line to top things off I lunged at them, about seven of them fired off shots, but they reflected off of my shield and went back and hit them instead. I found that slightly ironic, but then again, my sense of humour has been flawed for a very long time. I continued fighting off aliens, after about two minutes a larger group of the things came tearing around the corner.

I didn't spend any time thinking of how they could have known that their fellow aliens were in trouble, I was just happy that I could kill more aliens without having any humans in the crossfire. Eventually I was wading in the blue gloop, looking for more aliens and feeling more than slightly repulsed by it. Seeing that there were no more I went and picked up all the weapons I could find and sticking them in my backpack with the ones we had found earlier.

Continuing down the hallway I reached the track that had been filled with people earlier. Wandering around the building I couldn't help but be amazed by the sheer immensity of this place, however the aliens were getting it off of the ground was a mystery to me. I was pretty positive that after we got off of this thing that we should destroy it. I have the strangest feeling that we want to at least try to stop the humans from going down whatever power hungry path these things did.

I saw a door at the other side of the track; I tried to figure out how to open it for a while. Eventually I just fell back on kicking it as hard as I possibly could. It collapsed like paper under the force I put on it. Pulling it out of the way I heard moaning and crying; this was the area where they were keeping the humans. I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket- hopefully the ship hasn't knocked down all the towers in the area. I dialled Carlisle's number and he picked up the phone, "Carlisle, I've found where they're keeping the humans. It's right by the huge front doors of the spaceship, if you can stop the spaceship we can get them out all at once here."

"I'll tell everyone. The wolves are going to head out towards you, okay?"

I nodded, "Okay."

It's time to save the human race.

Esme POV

I climbed up the ladder, placing one hand steadily in front of another despite the slippery texture of the metal. I could hear a strange pumping noise up ahead. Carlisle had called to say that Bella had found the humans, so I was hoping that this was the engine room. The sooner that we found that room and got the ship stopped; the sooner we could permanently damage some of the shiny engines and get out of here. Not that I begrudge the fact that we're helping the innocent humans, but every second that my family spends on this walking natural disaster, the greater the chances become that something will go horribly, horribly wrong.

Like a human seeing us without us knowing- the walls here are strange, seemingly thick because of their density, yet in reality startlingly thin. A human could be right around the corner and we would never know. And then they'd repeat the story, it would hit the news, the Volturi would find out, and then –surprise, surprise- we all die slowly and painfully. That being said, I'd rather die trying to save millions of lives now, as opposed to waiting a century for Aro to come up with some false charge and kill us while we run like cowards.

I reached the top of the ladder and flipped the hatch open, pulling myself into the room above.

I came face-to-face with a group of aliens, their guns pointed at me threateningly (or rather, it would have been threatening had I been a human) one of the opened their mouths. "Crrreaturrre, you arrre not human, thisss we know frrrom that frrreakishhh girrrl. But I believe we have you at a disssatavntage rrright now."

Wow, these things learn fast- I wonder if they have a group mind.

No, I'm actually serious about that. If their minds are telepathically linked then that would explain how they found out about Bella (I'm going to assume it's Bella, since Carlisle said that she got into a small scuffle with a few of them) since I highly doubt that she would have let any of them live. She's a sweet girl, but all of her newborn instincts have been morphed into motherly ones, and these things tried to kill her only daughter. Bella's perfectly capable of wiping every last alien off of the face of the earth to protect Renesmee.

I smiled at them, "And I'm sure that little incident with my daughter taught you something about us." I leapt over them as fast as I could, spinning around to meet them eye to eye before coming to a complete standstill. "Like the speed..." I smashed three of them together faster than they could blink their little beady black eyes, leaving six of them standing there stunned, "And the strength..." walking as slowly and as menacingly as I could I stalked towards them, "And the overwhelmingly large temper."

And then I pounced.

They fired shots off, trying desperately to hit me. I dodged them easily, still managing to stay airborne until I crashed into them fists first. I took out at least four of them in that first charge. I spun quickly, hooking my elbow into one, making it explode into a heap of slime with the other four. Barely pausing to think I kicked out towards the last one, sinking my foot deep into its stomach (or the area where the stomach would be on a human. Who knows if the alien even has a stomach?) Apparently there was something vital there too, because it collapsed into a heap of mushy blue gunk.

I straightened out of my crouch, looking cautiously around the room. There was no sign of any of the creepy blue extraterrestrials. I tried my best to brush the gunk off of my pants and hands, but the stuff had had a few seconds to dry and was now stuck on like glue. I sighed in disgust and muttered a few unpleasant things under my breath.

I noticed a door on the other side of the room- it must have been what the aliens were protecting. It was a sliding door, like the kind you would normally find as closet or bathroom door in a house. I pried it open slightly and a booming noise started filling the room. I crossed my fingers and looked through, hoping that it was the engine.

Whatever it was though, it was definitely not an engine. Through the door there was a huge room with a glass roof and the typical steel-like walls. There were aliens scurrying about everywhere, all dressed in suits similar to those bio-hazard suits you see in hospitals. They were tending to about two hundred tanks. There were maturing aliens all hooked up inside them, growing so that they would be all ready to take over the world soon. They looked just like the ones seen in movies (ironically enough, normally the ones that feature aliens taking over the world).

The aliens in the tanks looked very similar to the ones we had been killing all along. I wondered how old they must all be. I bet they just stop ageing once they get out of the tanks, after all, I shudder to think what the adults would be like if these damage causing monsters that have destroyed half our world are only half grown. Maybe they would be like... actually- hold that thought. I really don't want to think about it. It's just a bad thought.

All the aliens in the room were rushing about; if my group mind theory was correct then they would know that I was right outside, probably watching them. They would know that Bella had reached the humans, and that their ship was about to come crashing down because of my rather delinquent family. Well, I guess it's well overdue that they find out that can't rule the world.

I looked to make sure that there were no humans anywhere in the room (perhaps being pureed to feed to the alien children...) before bracing myself and ripping the door wide open. There was the huge screeching noise and everything in the room went dead silent except for the pumping of the machines.

"Wow... awkward." I said, waltzing into the room, "I don't even have a witty line to say to irritate you all and make you attack me..."

Turns out that I didn't need a line. They all started trying to kill me anyways. I'd normally go into a long and arduous description of the fight, except that it was pretty much like the last one, multiplied by ten in size and one in difficulty. They just don't learn how to run. They all fight, it's like their race has no survival instincts built in at all (which isn't all that surprising, since I'm betting that for however many millennia that they're species has been pillaging the universe, they've never once ran into a single group of things that can fight them). I can't really say that I'm very disappointed about that- it makes my life a lot easier when I have to kill them. There's no herding involved, just plain, boring massacring.

That sounds a lot worse than it is... 'massacring'... now there's a word that I would've never thought I was going to use to describe something that I'm doing. I guess my vampire nature is finally starting to get to me.

I finished killing all of the aliens in the room (well, the ones weren't very creepily floating in blue ooze in alien nurseries). I think that by the end of this campaign then I'll be covered in blue gunk. Right now the bottoms of my jeans are caked with the stuff. At least my hands are clean; I had enough sense to brush them off right after the fight. I paused and looked around the room, staring at all of the tanks with aliens floating in it.

How do I get rid of them?

I walked up to the nearest one and tapped the glass. The alien in the tank gave no response- he was blind and death in there. If this is the aliens form of enrichment, then no wonder they've got so many issues. The glass seemed very, very strong; stronger than even diamond. I tapped harder, giving it enough strength, so that even if it were diamond it would have shattered into a thousand tiny pieces.

Nothing happened.

I frowned and pulled my fist back, punching it as hard as I possibly could.

Nothing happened.

My mouth fell open; the seemingly fragile substance was impenetrable. I grinned for a second, wondering what I could do with a substance like this on April fool's Day. Then I realized something else. If the aliens could create materials that were stronger than us, could they create weapons that were stronger than us too?

My mind couldn't fathom what such a weapon could be, but that wasn't really so surprising- my mind hadn't been able to fathom the glass until I saw that.

I turned my mind back to how to destroy the aliens safely entrapped in the cages. Looking around the room I couldn't see anything, no switch that would trigger a mechanism and open the cage. Figuring that there was nothing left to do in the room since I couldn't seem to get into the cages I went to go and collect all the weapons the disintegrating aliens had dropped.

I walked around the room, inspecting the piles of alien gloop in the room. Fingering the one weapon I found (the aliens in here weren't meant for protection- that's what the aliens outside were for) I had an idea. Taking the gun-like object and examining it, I figured out how to work the trigger. It was like one of the spray hoses where you twist the nozzle to let the water out.

I turned and pointed it at one of the tanks, aiming for the bottom of it so that all the liquid would pour out of it, and fired. It hit the side of the tank and melted a hole in it like it would in glass. All of the clear gloop poured out, and the alien hit the bottom of the cage and melted. They must have been in them because their skin wasn't thick enough to withstand the gravity of the planet yet. Maybe they weren't even alien infants at all. Divers have compression chambers that stop them from getting the bends- maybe this is the alien's version of one of those.

Either way, it doesn't matter really, I'm about to destroy them all anyways. I started walking up and down the aisles, systematically obliterating all of the tanks. After about five minutes I figured I had gotten rid of them all.

I looked around for another door to go through. There were no doors, but there was another ladder on to the roof of the spaceship. I sighed and climbed up it.

Here we go again.