Chapter 10- Rescue Mission

I push all of my fear away and glare at the figure in front of me. He's quite handsome, I'll give him that, but so is every other male vampire. He has a very muscular body, just like Uncle Emmett. He looks like he was about twenty when he was turned. I don't know what I was expecting. Maybe the stereotypical vampire with a long black cape and fangs showed even when his mouth was closed. The only thing that I predicted correctly is his glowing red eyes. Fresh red eyes, probably from the family he just feasted on. That also means he's at his very best.

He grins evilly at me. "It seems my plan worked. Just to give me the satisfaction, tell me why you are here." He has the slightest hint of an English accent. It must have faded through the years.

I decide to go ahead and tell him, what harm can it do? I use the toughest voice I can. "To get Jacob back and I will succeed." If Alice and Jasper find me. I add mentally.

He chuckles. "Of course, I just wanted to hear it from your mouth. Oh, excuse me I am being rude. My name is Jonathan. Did you get to the spot where I worked my little magic? Nature, you see works for me. I spilled the dog's blood to keep you interested." He seems very proud of himself. It must be his only accomplishment in his life.

I try to keep him talking as long as possible. But I can't stall forever the fight will come. "Why do want him?"

"Jacob? Well, it's not just him I am interested in my beauty." He walks closer to me and runs his fingers through a strand of my hair. It takes everything within me not to turn around and run. "You see, I've never truly liked the Volturi. But they have a big price for you right now as long as you're alive." His breath smells horrible, it smells like blood.

"You're doing this for money?" I ask in disgust.

He laughs like I'm the most ignorant person in the world. "No, my dear, they offer endless supplies of people and land. All of that would be for me and only me."

"You sound like a people person. Ever heard of a social life?" I don't know where the sarcasm came from, but I kind of like it.

He snarls. "They said alive. That's the only requirement."

Oops, didn't think of that. "Nessie duck!" Alice's voice comes from somewhere in the house. I don't think twice before hitting the ground. Alice can see the future, she knew what was coming. Jonathan's fist narrowly missed my neck. He growls and I roll under the bed. Not the best hiding spot but it gives me a second to think. Jonathan cackles. "How ironic this is, today is the exact day I was changed so many years ago. December eleventh, it just so happens to also be the day of a very famous battle. Capturing you would be like an anniversary gift!" My arms are sprawled out from where I dove for cover and he reaches down and grabs my hand.

Luckily Jasper flies into the room and latches on to Jonathan's back. He lets go of my hand and I jump out from under the bed. I'm about to jump into the fight but Alice shows up in front of me out of nowhere. "No, find Jacob. I had a vision, he's in a basement. Go." She orders. I would argue, but I've never heard Alice sound so intense.

I dash out of the room and take a millisecond to calm down before opening another door. I shut it immediately when I see two parents tied in the exact same position as the little girl. When I've checked all of the downstairs rooms, I've seen two boys and one teenage girl dead, I run up the marble stairs. Every room I've checked has had a fireplace so it must be an old house. Jasper and Alice have left checks engraved in the doors that they've searched and only one of them still needs to be checked out. I find nothing but a bed in that room and take off to the next floor.

I hear a scream from below, high pitched, it has to be Alice. But she told me what she wanted me to do. That's the reason we came. On the third floor there are only four rooms. The very last room has a trap door in the middle of the room. Buckets are stacked on top of each other on and lean against the walls. It must be their tornado supplies. The door's only a few feet wide, but who knows how far down it goes.

I pull the door open easily and see a metal ladder leading down. I can't see the bottom because of how dark it is. I'm not sure how far a half vampire can fall before they hit the ground, but I assume I can make this jump. I can't waste time climbing down a ladder. I slide my feet over the edge and right away I feel freezing air. How cold was it down there? If it's enough for me to shiver I don't think any normal person could stand it. Luckily Jacob's not a normal person. I close my eyes and jump into the darkness.

Bend your knees, Renesmee.

Don't try to land on your feet, Renesmee.

I smack the freezing floor and immediately pain shoots through me. I don't know how far I fell but I do know that it must have dropped about one thousand degrees from the third story in the mansion. I don't want to get up; I'm in so much pain. But then I hear a voice. It's hoarse and rustic but I recognize it instantly.

"Who's there?"

My heart beat picks up. Funny, I'm perfectly fine in front of Jonathan but just hearing Jacob's voice sends me into a panic. "It's me, Renesmee." I whisper into the darkness.

He's quiet for a second so I continue. "Where are you?"

"Turn around, you'll see a fire."

I painfully get to my feet and turn around. I didn't get the vampire seeing, sadly. So all I see is blackness and a few glowing embers of a fire. "Okay, I'm coming."

I take one step and then stop. How will I find my way back to the ladder? "Hold on Jake, I'll be right back."

He doesn't respond I hope that means okay. I step back and latch myself onto the ladder. I climb up as fast as I can; my vision's blurry for a second once I get back in the supply room. I throw the lid off of one of the buckets and find bottled water. I go through four different buckets before I find what I need, rope. I've learned my lesson and so I climb down the ladder. I tie a knot on one of the poles and unravel the rope as I walk. My ankle aches, but I try not to think about it. I focus on getting to Jacob.

I approach the embers trying to find him. I end up tripping over something on the ground and crumbling right beside the fireplace. I'm lucky I didn't bash my head on the wall. I let out groan when I hit the floor. "Good job, you found me." Jacob says. You can hear the pain in his voice and yet he's still trying to joke around.

"Jake, I'm so sorry!" I say crawling over to him. As soon as I lay a hand on him I know something's wrong. Jake's normally at very hot temperature but his skin is icy cold. I fell down his body, his arms are tied behind his back and his feet are tied together. I must wince at the temperature because he comments about it. "The cold would've killed any normal person by now."

My heart aches for him. "I'm going to get you out of this. I promise."

He stays still while I untie the ropes. As soon as he's free I throw my arms around him. For once I'm the one trying to keep him warm. "We've got to get out here."I say stupidly. I half expect him to make some sarcastic response but he doesn't.

I take his hand without hesitation and follow the rope back to the ladder. "All right, I'll go first; make sure no one's waiting for us at the top." I grab on to the first bar that I can and start to pull myself up, but Jacob puts his hand on my back.

I look back at him but it doesn't do any good, its sill pitch black. "Nessie, I don't think I can. I'm- I'm not strong enough."

I want to cry for him. I want to take away his pain; I'd take it instead of him. But I can't so I have to suck it up. "Okay, you go first. I'll help you from behind. I won't let you fall Jake."

He starts to climb and I place a hand on his back. Every time he falters I give him the slightest push to boost him. We burst into the light and I slam the trapdoor closed. The cold from the basement's already starting to affect the room up here. As soon as I look at Jacob I know he's in trouble.

Bruises cover every inch of his visible skin. The only clothes he still wears are ripped up gym shorts. Cuts cover his face and arms and he's much skinnier now. He must lose weight fast as a werewolf. I wonder if he's even had anything to eat since he was captured. I don't have too much time to think about it because an agonized shriek comes from below. It says only one word.

"NESSIE!"

Well? How was my first attempt of a battle? Actually it wasn't really the battle. I do promise that Renesmee will be apart of the rest of the fight though. Remember how I said that I got inspiration by my sisters Halloween costume? You'll hear about that in the next chapter.

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