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Alice's POV

I woke up with a start. Something wasn't right, something, something evil was going on. I couldn't yet understand my own powers but I knew when I had a hunch on something I was always correct. Jasper had left two hours ago according to the grandfather clock in my room at the Riordan Mansion. The Riordans were nice and kind to me, Isabella and Rosalie when our parents died in that tragic carriage ride. Esme's parents had disowned her because she wanted to write and not sit at home doing embroidery like they wanted to. Mr Riordan was helping Esme with writing techniques as he was already a published writer. The feeling that something wrong was happening wouldn't go away and it was times like these I needed Jasper's cold arms around me, bringing me back to my senses. I decided to go to Esme's room as she was like a second mother to me. Esme was twenty-three years old and caused scandal by not being married and having kids. Esme told me that she wanted to achieve her dream of writing and getting a book published before she would go society's way. As I walked down the corridor that was commonly referred as the Damsel's passage by the servants of the house, I felt someone watching me. Not protectively but as an executioner would to their next victim, I turned around and saw Mr Davis the stable manager, behind me. Right behind me. I screamed but quickly recovered myself.

"I'm sorry Mr Davis, I do apologise. I didn't notice you behind me" I said and curtsied.

"It's alright Mistress Alice, but you better keep eyes and ears wide opened tonight. That is if you want to live" he muttered and hurried back down the corridor. His words frightened me. What did he mean if I wanted to live? Of course I wanted to live! I wanted to live long enough for Jasper to change me, I have seen it happen but for some reason I was wearing blue trousers at the time and a thing called a t-shirt covering my top half. I was thoroughly confused at the time. Girls wearing trousers? How weird. I reached Esme's door and knocked. I heard her voice say "Come in" and I entered her room.

I saw Esme crouched over the writing desk that she was mentally chained to, writing the story that was occupied her mind and only left it when Carlisle was at lest in the building as her. I giggled at the thought of her and Carlisle. They were perfect together! They were around the same age, well at least the same age people think he is now; they had a love for the writing word and wanted to travel the world. My giggle alert Esme of my presence and she rose from her desk and greeted me with a smile and a hug. I hugged her back and told her that something was wrong.

"What is it Alice? What is wrong?" she asked, worry was writing across her face.

"I don't know Esme. I really don't know, but something evil is coming. Something evil is coming tonight and I fear for all our lives" I said back, trying to hold in the tears that were coming and failing miserable. Esme hugged me tightly, gently rocking me and saying kind and sweet words in my ears. I told her of what Mr Davis had said but she passed it off as ramblings of a drunken fool.

"You know how much he likes his drinks. If he loved his job as much as he loved his drinks then he would be the most demanded stable manager in world!" She said giggling. "But I better hide my book just in case" she let me go and went over to the desk and lifted her precious manuscript up. She went over to her wardrobe beside her window and she put the manuscript on the ground. She then presided to remove a medium size stone from the wall and I saw the secret safe of Esme Platt.

There was a jewel incrusted carousel that I knew was Bella's, a golden mermaid statuette with sapphire eyes and ruby lips that was Rose's and a miniature baby's cradle that was silver with golden and diamond that was gift to Esme from her grandmother. These were the last things of our old life when we had parents that loved us and where there. I still kept my silver brush with me in my room. It wasn't that I didn't trust Esme, it was just that special to me that I couldn't let anyone else have it or look after it unless something terrible happened then I would give to my sister who was living at my aunt's house. And I also had a locket as well but it was given to my half-brother from the time my dad had an affair. I missed Christopher, me and Cynthia and he would play for hours as kids in the woods. We didn't care that his mother wasn't ours, he was our brother and that was that. I gave my locket to him when he had to leave to Washington for an apprenticeship at a blacksmiths two months ago. I wanted him to have a little piece of us, to remember us by. He is eighteen years old and when he left I had the most awful feeling that it would the last time I would ever see of him.

The sound of Esme putting the stone slab back in its place awoke me from my memories. I thanked her for comforting me and I gave her a big hug.

She smiled and said "What's with the massive hug for? You turning into Emmett?" I giggled at the thought of Emmett, the most childish acting one out of us all! "Now go to bed and I will see you at breakfast" and she walked me to my room and closed the door behind me. And the feeling was back again. That awful and terrible feeling that I wouldn't be seeing Esme in the morning, the feeling that I wasn't going to see morning at all. I climbed into bed and tried my hardest to get to sleep and by the time the clock rang half one I was back asleep.

A few hours later I woke to the smell of smoke and someone banging at my door. I rushed to open it and grey dirty smoke blocked my vision. I coughed and spluttered and felt small nimble hands grab me. I grabbed back and saw it was Angela, my chamber maid.

"Mistress Alice, you better hurry! They are coming for you!" she screamed at me. I hurried back into my room and grabbed my brush. Holding Angela's hand we faced the grey smoke.

Using handkerchiefs as make shift masks to protect us, we carefully and quickly found the staircase. We ran down careful not to fall or trip on anything. I expected to see Bella, Rose and Esme down there waiting for me but I was clearly mistaken as no-one was there. There was no glance of golden sunny hair that belonged to Rosalie, no pale skin that was Bella's or bright green eyes that were unmistakable Esme's. I looked at Angela and from the expressions on her face, I knew. They weren't alive. They were burning right now. I felt tears roll down my face as I tried to go back up the stairs but Angela was stronger than she looked and kept me from going up.

"No Mistress Alice! You will die too! Don't give them that satisfaction! Don't give the devils what they want!" and she dragged me to the kitchens. By this time I was a mess, my eyes were probably red from all my crying, my throat was sore from all my wailing as I mourned the death of my sisters. Sisters although not of blood but of spirit. Sisters that were the angels in human guises and were now dead. Fury now entered my bloodstream, it coursed through my veins and into my heart. I wanted to kill the savages who did this to them, to me.

"Who did this?" I yelled at Angela, frightening her in the process. "Who did this?"

"The Town, Mistress, the Town!" she cried "They found out about the Cullens and knew about their relationship with you. Master and Mistress Riordan tried their best to get them away, to get them to listen and understand but they just were flung to the side and the townsfolk ran up the stairs with the fire. They blocked the doors, and then and then…" Angela erupted into tears and I held in her arms, just like Esme did not long ago to me. "We tried out best to unlock the door, me and Ben, but they were just too stuck! Yours was the only one we could remove. We tried to not to make any noise, just let them sleep and let smoke get them before the fire. We thought it was kindest thing to do in the circumstances." She looked down like she had disappointed me but she didn't, she at least gave my sisters a peaceful death by smoke than a painful one by fire. I gave her a hug.

"Thank-you my dear Angela, at least they didn't die in pain. Here give this to my sister" and I thrusted my silver brush into Angela's shaky hands "give it to her and say I am sorry and that I hope one day she understands why I did it, why I loved Jasper enough to not care about what he was but who he was inside. Tell her that I will love her forever, okay?" I looked at her and she nodded clutching my brush to her chest. I kissed her on the cheek and went through the back door of the kitchens.

I was meeted with the sound of angry voices. I looked up and I saw the monstrous flames raise to the heavens like hell was raging a war on Heavens. I was still in the sheer size of the flames, of my sisters burning in those flames. I quickly said my prayers and I quietly made it to the woods. But not quietly enough as I heard the Newton boy shout "there's one alive! A monster- lover is still alive!" I turned around and saw the whole town behind me. I saw faces that a few days ago smiled at me, laughed at my jokes and talked to me in a friendly manner. Now those faces were scrunched up, angry was in their eyes, pitchforks in their hands and evil across their faces. I needed Jasper; I needed him to protect me. If I ran fast enough through the woods, I could get to him and then he would protect me. I heard a "Run Alice Run!" from a frightened Mrs Riordan and I ran. The townsfolk were quickly behind and I heard them breathing behind my neck, I heard every footstep as they ran after me, I heard their chant of "Witch, Monster-Lover!" but most of all I felt their desire. Their desire of blood, they were baying for blood, my blood.

I awoke to find myself in my bed, in my house, in the 21st century. A century with no witch hunts or monster hunts. I felt relived. I noticed Jasper's arms around me and his topaz eyes staring at me.

"Never do that again" he said in a hushed whisper "We are never going back again, I felt your emotions Alice and they were horrible, you will never feel like that again!" His arms were pulling me closer to him, protecting me from all the horrors of the world and I let him. After that vision where I was completely my past self, I needed it. But I had to go back; the gifts were still there, the keys for Bella, Rose and Esme for their memories. We needed to go back and find them.

"We need to go back Jasper, we have to! I know you don't like it and I don't like it either but we need to. I know where the items for unlocking everyone else's memories are. I think if we get at least my sister's to touch the items then they and their other half will know their past lives, is that what happened to you?" he nodded.

"It was like only for a second but it felt like all of eternity. I saw you dying in my arms, I saw you and me laughing, I saw everything and I knew that you knew too and that's why I came to your house after your text. I had to be sure. And when I saw you faint when you touched the door, I freaked out. I couldn't go to Carlisle or to Emmett and Edward, they wouldn't believe me! So I took you home, listening to you screaming and crying and feeling your emotions was like the change but a thousand times worse, hell had nothing on what you made me feel"

I felt guilty as I forced Jasper to go to the Riordan Mansion, I made him feel like shit but we had to know and we have to get memories. I had that awful feeling again from my vision.

"Jasper" I whispered, trying to hold back my tears "Jasper, we need to go back. Or something bad is going to happen, Jasper, I think history will repeat itself if we don't and, and," I started to stutter and Jasper wiping my tears away from my face while holding me close, I looked into his topaz eyes as he looked into my blue ones "and someone will die Jasper, someone will die".

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Well that was the longest chapter I had ever wrote! I hoped you enjoyed it as it took a lot of hard work and I fear my back will never be straight again! Lol just kidding!

A shoutout to puppylove98162 who was the winner of the previous lyric competition in Jasper's love letter and she wanted a bad vision with action and I hope I gave it to her!

Here are the answers –

So let me lift high above, everything we're dreaming of will soon be ours – "Let me be your wings" from Thumbelina.

I can show you the world – "A Whole new world" from Aladdin.

That the dearest love in all the world – "The Sweetest Sounds" from Cinderella with Brandy.

Destined to last for a lifetime and beyond – "Far longer than Forever" from the Swan Princess

I have found her, she's an angel – "Ten minutes ago" from Cinderella with Brandy.

There is no lyrics in here that I know of but I will still listen to suggestions and answer any questions you have. So please review it makes me write quicker! No flames though, if you don't like it then don't read it!

Bye

Lauren