EmberRose: Sup?

AG: Nothin

EmberRose: Same here. Excited for this chapter.

AG: Yups. DISCLAIMER!

Disclaimer: They don't own Twilight.

Fourteen minutes later I stood alone in the dark courtyard, shivering in the dress I wore. Quivers rolled down the satin as I shivered, waiting for the boy to come and find me.

"I knew you'd show up." He declaired, popping up beside me.

"Not much of a choice." I grumbled irritably. "Whats your name, anyway?"

"Grant." He answered, grabbing my arm.

"Well then. Your a bitch Grant." I growled as we turned on the spot and dissapeared into the darkness. We landed in a dark allyway, and Grant dragged me into a door, hidden in the shadows. We ran through the hallways, lite by candles on brackets, to a large circular room filled with different vampires, warlocks, and witches. Most stopped what they were doing and stared at us, some sneering at me. I rolled my eyes at them. Dipwads. I was slightly intiminated, and scared, but I was mostly annoyed. I planned that huge ball, and it just got ruined by some stupid warlock. I faintly wondered what AnnaBell, Alec, and the others were doing right now. Have they noticed that I was gone yet? What happens when they do notice that I'm gone? He drug me through one of the many doors that circled the room, into a sort of a throne room. Two vampires and a warlock stood at the head of the room, talking to eachother seriously, but they stopped when they saw me.

"Ah. Princess." The warlock said. I rolled my eyes again before glaring at him.

"Don't call me that." I said darkly, wrenching my arm out of Grants grip. "Why am I here?"

"Well, princess, you know that you come from the first witch of the time." He explained, like I was two. "And with that ancestry comes great power. And knowladge."

"The only thing I know, is that I want your forces OUT of the Volturi's castle." I answered taking a step forward. "And I don't want ANYONE hurt."

"Already happening." He assured me advancing at me. "But we need to get some memories out of your head. Important things are passed down, grandmother to mother" He got closer. "Mother to child." Now he was right infront of me. "Mother to daughter."

"I already told you. I don't know anything." I insisted sharply, stepping back.

"We'll see." He whispered, nodding at Grant. "You know what to do."
Grant nodded, and took my arm again in a steel grip. He dragged me through the winding halls again, not pausing for one moment, strait to a dimly lit room. I was pushed ruffly into a hard chair, and my arms and legs were chained to it. A witch around my age, walked in with a nervous face, and a book.

"Ashley." Grant said blankly.

"Grant." Ashley answered, nodding. She walked over to one of the many cauldrens in the room, and got a spoonful of the brown potion inside. My eyes widened, and I used a quick spell to break the chains. I ran out of the room, sprinting down the halls on top speed. Grant soon tackled me, and pinned me down. Ashley followed him with a cup of different colored potion. The purple potion was forced down my throat, and as soon as it hit my stomach, I felt my powers drain out of me. Grant grabbed me again, and pulled me back to the room, where I was chained to the chair again.

"Have her drink that once a day." Ashley commanded, sounding slightly guilty about doing all of this. "And it will drain her powers for twenty four hours."

"Okay." Grant said in a hard voice, walking over to the brown potion, and getting a cupfull again. As Grant walked back to me, I tried to break the chains again, but it was true. My powers were gone. Grant made me drink the murky brown potion, and a few seconds later I felt something inside my mind. Grant put his hand on my forehead, and was reading my thoughts. He wouldn't find anything though. I don't know anything.

"Get me a peice of paper." Grant commanded quickly after a few moments. A peice was shoved into his hands along with a pen. He took his hand off of my forehead, and started writing something on it. I looked over his shoulder and stiffled a gasp. That was it. The symbol inside the necklace that I found. If that was the key to whatever they were looking for, they could easily find it in my head. They hadn't yet because they were just looking for the memories of my ansestors. I quickly built a wall between them and that memory. Grant looked sharply at me, as if sensing that I was hiding something. He put his hand on my forehead again, looking around. I felt him hit my wall when he came to that memory, and he took his hand off of my head.

"You know something." Grant whispered in my ear. "I feel that your hiding it."

"What are you going to do about it?" I hissed back, almost spitting at him.

"Whatever it takes to make you break." He growled back, stratening up again. "Ashley."

"I'm so sorry." Ashley whispered as she took Grant's place, and tipped a black potion into my mouth. I bravely swollowed, and was immedietly sucked into a terrifiying darkness.

I was back at the snowy clearing, standing by Seth. The one girl, Alice, was accusing Aro, of not listening to her, and how he was going to kill us anyway. They grabbed Alice, and Carlisle rushed forward.

"Let her go!" He roared, jumping in the air. Aro intersepted him halfway, and Carlisle fell to the ground. I was wondering why he didn't get up and fight again, then I saw the big picture. Aro had Carlisle's head in his hand, his eyes still frozen in rage. A earsplitting scream burst through the air, and I didn't know where it was coming from. With a start, I relised it was coming from me. The fight started, and everyone rushed at eachother, while Jacob ran away with Renesmee. AnnaBell appeared beside me, shouting something at me. She suddenly was wrenched out of my grasp by a vampire, and was emmerced into a fight with it. I looked around franticly for help, then ran at the vampire fighting with AnnaBell, but I was too late. AnnaBell fell into the snow blood seeping out of her neck. With a cry of rage, I threw a ball of fire at the random vampire. I then saw that it was Felix.

"What's going on?" I whimpered to myself as I spun around. I saw Alec fighting with Edward and someone else, so I rushed over. I got there just in time to see Alec get decapitated. I screamed in despair, spinning around desperatly.

'Jane.' I thought. 'I'll find Jane.'

I ran around the battle, dodging attacks, till I found Jane. I almost cried in relief when I saw her, but was quickly sickened when she glared at a familiar sandy-colored wolf. Seth. Another vampire came by and snapped Seth's neck quickly. Seth's eyes rolled around, and focased on me till they glazed over, and he went limp. I howled miserably and fell to the ground. Why did she do that? What's happening? I looked up and saw Esme hanging over the giant crack in the middle of the clearing. I rushed over, but Leah beat me, and sacraficed herself for Esme. My heart pounded uncomfortably as I watched people die all around me, and I watched as Jane got mauled by a giant black wolf, also known as Sam. I curled into a ball and sobbed. I just wailed like a banshee, until everything went silent. The few vampires were left ran off into the woods, leaving me alone. I looked at my friends bodies, and vomited before starting to cry again.

"Help me." I whispered patheticly. "Please."
Then I woke up.

I eyes flew open to see Ashley and Grant watching me. I tear streaks down my face, but thankfully no vomit. Grant looked smug, but Ashley looked horrified.

"Tell us what you know, and this can all go away." Grant said smoothly, sauntering forward.

"Never." I breathed, looking directly into his eyes.

"Very well." He answered, nodding at Ashley. "Have it your way."