BPOV:

Before another word could be spoken between us, we both rushed off to the house. Arriving there quickly I catch a scent; I have not smelt in many years. I stop and take a deeper breath affirming that it in deed was her. Speak of the devil and she shall come, literally.

"Jasper," I whisper to him. "The person who has them, she is a telekinetic half demon. I need you to hit her with as much anger as you can muster. She's the black hair woman."

"Why anger?" he asks me.

"I do not have time for this now Jazz, please just listen." I reply as I move closer to the house so I can catch a glimpse of her to see what she is doing to poor Peter and Charlotte. We find ourselves standing on the front porch. I make my way over to the front door and peer through the thin window beside the intricate front door. The last time I saw Nicki I was suspended fifteen feet in the air and she was threatened to rip me limb from limb without laying a finger on me and she succeeded with a few of them. I shudder at the memory and look at the scene in front of me. Both Peter and Charlotte were dangling in the air with their limps stretched to full capacity and threatened to rip from their bodies. I had to do something and quick.

"Jasper, now" I hissed.

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JPOV:

I couldn't believe everything that was going on around me. Absolutely nothing was clicking in my head. When Scarlet or Bella or whoever she has become picked up her phone I could feel the shivers running down my spine. And now, she's telling me to make whoever is holding Peter and Charlotte angry, it did not make sense but I guess she knows more about these things. I could feel myself forcing as much anger into her as I could muster, I pushed onto the blond woman and I could see Peter and Charlotte start to waver in the air and then fall to the floor. I tore my eyes away from them and watched the two women taunt each other.

"Nicki you couldn't keep me before what makes you think that you will get me this time. If I remember correctly your little jail was burst into pieces the last time."

I could feel the anger from Nicki starting to get worse and the table in front of her started to lift off the ground but it only moved about a foot. What the hell had she done before I wondered. Then Scarlet spoke again. "What do you want Nicki?"

"What do I want?" Nicki laughed. The books that were on the table started to head towards Scarlet but they fell short of her as I pushed more anger into Nicki, and her face contorts. That must be the key, why Scar asked me to push anger- Nicki cannot control her powers when she is angry. Slowly I push both anger and lethargic feelings towards Nicki letting the lethargy take over completely, her eyes start to drop and her movements become sluggish eventually she falls to the ground. Scarlet is looking at with wide eyes, I guess she forgot that I can do that. I smirk at her and she returns it with a slight smile.

Peter interrupts us by clearing his throat. "Now, what the hell is she?"

Sighing Scarlet replies, "Nicki is a telekinetic half demon. I was getting to what she wanted but Mr. Chill Pill here put her out before I could ask her anything." She walks over to the limp body on the floor and throws it over her shoulder. Scarlet heads towards Peter and Charlotte's dining room the three of us follow her; curious as to what she planned to do with this woman or half demon or well I really do not have much of an idea as what I should call her. I am in over my head. We all are enveloped into a silence and this one was particularly awkward. Peter Charlotte and I hung back in the door way leading into the dining room, watching both women.

Scarlet had Nicki propped up one of the high backed dining room chairs. As quickly as she dropped Nicki, Scar ran off somewhere and was back in a matter of seconds carrying a rather large bundle of rope. She quickly worked at tying the limp form to the chair I could feel her determination as she knotted the ropes in multiple places. What seemed like forever passed with Scarlet working over the ropes checking and double checking finally she let up and stood back from her work as if she was looking it over.

"Peter, did she say why she was here?" She finally whispers.

Peter steps forward slowly and I can see Scar flinch, "All she wanted was you," he tells her solemnly. "Why? I am unsure. But I do know you have quite the reputation, I hear. What they hell happened once you left us?"

He steps closer and puts his hand on her shoulder. Her head falls down, her long bangs covering her face and I can feel the shame and sadness radiating from her. Peter pulls her into his arms, and I can feel my non functioning stomach twisting at the intimate touch between the two and the love they felt for each other. It was not the love that would come from a lover or partner no, it was the true love of siblings. Slowly they both pull out of the embrace and Scarlet speaks again.

"Jasper, how long is she going to be out?"

"I don't believe that she will be out much longer."

"Good because once I get my answers from her, all of us are leaving we need to get back to the Cullen's. I have a feeling we will need the numbers on our side" She pauses and looks at me sadly. "Jasper, I really would like to keep the Cullen's out of the loops as to who I really am still. When the time is right I promise I will tell them but right now. It just doesn't seem right at this time. I promised you before we would, and I do not want to turn my back on that promise."

"I can understand that. Everything is throwing me threw a loop, I'm sure that if the others were to know it would make things more complicated." That would be the understatement of the century. There is an eerie silence that surrounds us as we wait for Nicki to awaken. Truthfully I am unsure when she will wake up - I sent a little to more lethargy than I wanted to at her to begin with. I cannot help but feel protective of Scarlet; she has given me hope when in the last 20 years I have felt nothing more than hurt, be it my own or someone else within the family. When Alice first left I just had to get myself away from everything so my head would be clear. But yet again I find myself within turmoil.

After what seems like hours or possibly days Nicki starts to stir in her tied position, likely sore from being held still for so long. I could see her looking at the bookshelf in the other room trying to clench her fist. In my peripheral vision I could see scarlet notice that same motion. She clears her throat.

"Well I am very grateful that I tied you up so well Nicki my dear."

Nicki lets some sort of low growl out, not in the same nature or tone that a vampire would use but the same in a sense, a warning - yet that didn't seem to stop Scarlet from advancing and within a foot of Nicki's face with a large grin on her face.

"You see Nicki since the last time we saw each other I got a new bag of tricks on top of the ones you have already seen. Now we can do this that hard way or the harder way but in the end you will tell me what I need to know." Scarlet sneers. Her face is that of a deadly mask, nothing remained of the Bella we once knew. She was right. She will never be the meek and shy girl she once was, yet I find myself ever more drawn to her if that was at all possible. Beautiful and deadly, definitely a combination I can deal with, I know all too much about war, beauty and death. I noticed that Scarlet was projecting her satisfaction at the fear she instilled in the woman in from of her.

"Now, Nicki will you make this easy on yourself?" There as the snapping of humans bones and I turned my head unable to watch the scene in front of me, "or I can make it so you have not a bone in your body that has not been left unharmed?"

Nicki's head nodded very quickly, "Alright then; why are you here?" I look back at the two women Scarlet standing behind the woman with her unharmed wrist being held, prone for another break.

"To make sure you are still alive, or whatever it is that you do now." Nicki spits out. Snap. I turned away unable to watch Scarlet break Nicki's other wrist and she howls out in pain.

"I didn't ask for your own commentary," Scarlet's dark and twisted voice spoke. Oh boy, she really can be scary. Remind me never to get on her back side. "Now, who sent you, and I don't want any bullshit. Cause if there is you won't be walking out of here under your own power."

There is a momentary silence as Nicki finds the words; I pay special attention to her emotions as she speaks, "I was sent here by some dear friends of yours, Scarlet. They miss your company terribly; you know she has a rather high price on her pretty little head." She casts her gaze towards Peter, Charlotte and I. "You see she stopped some very wealthy friends of mine. Pissed them off something fierce, but of course Scarlet my dear you know all about that. Isn't that why you dropped off the face of the earth? You should remember."

I catch Scarlet shudder and the memories she must be replaying in her head.

"That may be the case but as you have noticed Nicki, that I have undergone some improvements since then. I also have some rather powerful friends myself. You must remember the stories," Scarlet pauses to give Jenny a second to think about her words and then realisation sink in and Scarlet knew that. Yet I was unsure of what her words meant. "Yes Nicki. They will stand by me." Nicki looks to the rest of us and her face is pitiful. "Nicki I would really like a name to lead me, but if not you could die a most painful death. If you agree to answer me truthfully I will make it quick."

Jenny's emotions where going all over the place, indecision and fear being the most dominant. Finally I could feel her resolve. "Do you remember Clayton?" Scarlet thinks for a few seconds and then nods her head to show she did. "Seek him out; he knows more than I do. This was only supposed to be a pay check for me. Locate you and then leave but things change." Acceptance was the only emotion I could feel coming from the woman tied to the chair.

"I promise this will be quick," Scarlet whispered into Jenny's ear. I turn to go to leave the house, as I did not want; to smell the fresh blood but as soon as I took my first step I heard Scarlet snap the woman's neck. Well that was definitely quick, I muse to myself. Looking back I lock my eyes with the sad pair of Scarlet's. I could feel her remorse on the situation but I fully understood that if we had have left the woman alive we could be in worse dangers.

"I need some space I'll be back," Scarlet speaks in a mournful tone. She took Nicki, chair and all, and left quickly without another word. Peter, Charlotte and I are left there with our thumbs up our asses, with no idea how to proceed from this point.

"What exactly is going on?" Peter asked.

"I have no idea." Charlotte answers.

"Well then what are we going to do?" He questions again. "Damn, I used to be so sure of things and then that witch comes back and messes it all up."

"Shut up asshole. Did you not notice that even though she is a vampire she did not drink the blood that flowed through her? She didn't even spill a drop of it. That is truly what makes me wonder," I finished the statement in a whispered tone.

"You didn't know that she found the blood of humans completely unappealing. She was the most alert newborn vampire I have ever met. When we took her hunting the first time, our way. She looked at us strangely and said 'how can you eat that crap.' Then she walked away, just like that. She ran to the forest came back and her eyes were a brilliant golden colour. She was so strange, but I do love her. She is my sister, as she is Peter's."

"Why are her eyes now purple then?" I ask. I never had the chance to ask Scarlet all too much about herself. I can understand it though; she really is not ready for someone to break down those walls.

"She wears contacts, constantly." Peter replies.

"Why?"

"I honestly have no idea." Peter finishes and looks down at his shoes.

"Well on a lighter subject. How have you guys been before all this?" I joke.

BPOV

I just left. I could not take the guilt that I felt of the life that was taken by my hands. So I did what I do best, run. Yet why I took the lifeless corpse with me seems to beyond my brain at the moment. I just had to leave and get my own piece. Figure out how to proceed now as I am unsure. I ran for at least three hours still toting the body. Finally I just dropped, not from physical distress but emotional.

I looked around in the small field I stopped at; taking stock of my surroundings. I could hear a nearby creek or small river. The wild plant life over taking most of the area. My eyes surveyed the area multiple times not wanting to think about my actions only hours earlier yet my minds slips into the repetitive mantra.

This would not be the only life lost at my hands. I might lose what I would consider family in this endeavour. Good people might die.

I look into Nicki's dead eyes, I beg for forgiveness. I took her life with little regard- I could hear the bones still snapping, I could still feel them breaking into a million little pieces just by the mere force of my own hands. My own grief at my actions overwhelmed me. My body started to sway and my sight could no longer focus. I let the creeping blackness take over. I am unsure of how long I was out or where exactly I was, but when I awoke I got a strange feeling I was being watched.

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