A/N: Thank you for all your reviews! XxDibDabxx, emzigale07 and newbie Bad Wolf Jr ultimate thanks for dispersing your awesome across the review board! Well, here is the new chapter! By the way, I'm into this new term of vampire minutes, which I think is 1Vampire Minute = 1 Human Day. I'm sorry it took so long and for such a short chapter, but I've been busy writing my book that is to be published =] ... Sorry...

Chapter Ten

"Well I think we should go hunting before we do anything. We can't do this thirsty, it just weakens us to her power." Carlisle was weaving his way between the occupied seats, arms behind his back, like some head of masterminding.

Nodding in agreement, Jasper sighed, "We can't go too far though, we need everyone we can if we're going to have even a flicker of hope, and that'd been dim, even if we had the Volturi on side." This pessimistic view was true, for vampires were, ultimately, creatures of the Undead, and Necromancers were their rulers once upon a time, they could do as they wish amongst the realm of the dead.

Edward and Jacob had to get of the sofa when Esme forced Merlin to go to sleep in their sight. So there lay a young warlock, sprawled across the seat, an Egyptian cotton duvet was thrown over him, and Nessie too realised her new friend was way too tired and needed sleep, so she had found herself in 'Auntie Rosie's' cold arms, being cradled to the point she too was asleep.

Deep in thought, Emmett then mumbled to himself, "The troublesome trio could sort out the dogs and the old hag will come for us. Fantastic." What he had forgotten was that everyone awake could hear him distinctly.

Sighing, Jacob then adapted the plan, "Maybe, if we can convince him, get Arthur up here, then we could block out this place with a huge force. Sam's willing to do anything to protect our lands, so they could pretend to be our wolf pack, kill the 'Troublesome Trio,' and then assist us up here." The werewolf had his plan all figured out apart from one thing.

With shock, Alice dived up from her seat on the floor, "NO! You are not doing that! I will burn torn apart before I let you do that to him!" Before anyone could ask what she meant, or saw, she had scooped up a startled Merlin and dashed out of the house, quickly followed by her husband. He asked no questions, for the female vampire's emotions were so intense, it was obvious something he didn't want to hear.

Several vampire minutes passed before Alice ended her sprint. "How hungry are you two?" The pixie asked in a small voice as Merlin washed his face and arms, Jasper catching fish with his bare hands. The female looked like a little girl on the huge mossy rock she had perched herself upon, her legs crossed, emotions hidden to the human of sorts.

"I'm pretty good at the surviving trick, I did live in the era of magic. But could you please answer me this: What happened?" It was a brief question only Alice could give the answer to, yet she refused, shaking her head and saying it was in Merlin's best interest not to let anyone else know.

Quickly looking up, Jasper became vigilant, "A deer. One sec." He dashed off for his four legged meal.

Carefully, Merlin climbed up to sit next to the vampire girl, "Please, tell me. I risk my life to more then just Nimueh every day back home. You know, it's my duty to protect Arthur, my destiny, I will not care for my life until I have protected Arthur. He is the only one the witch is after, she'll only try and kill those who get in her way, that's her main problem with me." The boy paused, "I could easily join her is I wanted."

Appearing from the undergrowth was Jasper, looking as if his thirst was quenched, "We better get going you two, I smelt wolves back there." Surprisingly, he then asked, "Should I go get Arthur?" In response, Alice shook her head, stood and then flung a disgruntled warlock over her shoulder.

Sighing, Merlin readjusted himself, "Okay, I'm fragile at the moment, less of the throwing around please." Before he could say anymore the two vampires had pelted off, the wind hurting the young warlock's eyes. Something told him he wasn't alright. Still. He felt burning pains run all through his veins, his eyes became sharp one second, then cloudy the next.

Lights sped past, then nothing. All he could feel was burning. His sight only allowed him darkness. There was nothing there. It was like oblivion. Each time he went to draw a breath, this throat tightened. He felt parched. And that burning. Oh that burning. He attempted a scream, yet he couldn't. He reached out yet touched nothing. The air around was thick, heavy, claustrophobic. The BURNING!

"And you two thought he'd be safe with the undead?" The female voice was unmistakeable. Nimueh loomed over the pale, still body of the teenager. "I guess vampires are soulless fools, who can't keep someone alive for more than a week. No wonder my people destroyed most of your kind." She directed this towards the two Cullens, who where being held back by the magically strengthened Victoria and Laurent.

However, James was already on his way to the Quileute reservation, on a scouting mission. "You won't get away with it, I can see. The Volturi will notice, and the rest of your dying wizarding world. You see, our kind have a way of living out yours. We killed our creators, hypothetically speaking, and we'll happily subdue our ever lasting bloodlust on you." Alice's panic was easily sensed, and not just by her husband. "I have friends in holy spaces… They can destroy you."

The necromancer just huffed, "You're a stupid child, you have no idea how to control your powers. It's easy to intercept, so do not be so easily guided next time, if there is one."

She then muttered a few words of Latin, and the world disappeared.