Emmett's POV

I watched Elijah with narrowed eyes. Something told me not to trust him, that he was dangerous to Isabella. He explained how he was alive, but I didn't really care nor pay attention. At that moment when he came into view, something told me not to trust him. I started to feel like Isabella, my instincts telling me to keep Isabella and my family away from Elijah.

The reason I didn't trust him was because Isabella and Caius claimed that he was dead- Caius saying he killed him himself and Isabella saying he died of old age or what she thought was old age. But here he was, talking to Isabella like nothing was wrong. Isabella was, of course, happy to see her older brother. At first, when she saw him, it was almost like she was afraid of him, but she soon passed that and went up to hug her brother.

I didn't want to tell Isabella about my harsh thoughts for him. He was the only family she had. I didn't want to take that away from him. However... if it came down to him betraying us in the worst way possible, like himself working for the Volturi, I wouldn't hesitate to kill him. It was just the way I was.

Edward looked at me, a little bewildered. He sort of nodded at me then his eyes shot to Elijah.

You agree with me?

He nodded and pointed to his phone.

Everybody feels the same way, worried. They think something is wrong with Elijah. Jasper feels their emotions, they're all cautious of him. When he arrived here, Dominic was completely surprised he was alive. He's been watching over Elijah, making sure he isn't doing anything secretly. Edward texted.

Everyone was feeling the same way?

Does Isabella feel the same way?

No, she's curious, happy, a little excited. But mostly curious. Of course I can't hear her thoughts and Jasper told me those are the only emotions he can feel. He's sure there are much more emotions from her. Her shield is very, very strong.

I sighed and sat back in the seat, a little frustrated. I wasn't sitting next to Bella and Elijah, I didn't want myself near him yet. Something was off, completely off. If two people claimed he was dead and everybody was cautious of Elijah, he was hiding something.

I stood up from the seat and walked to the back of the house. I wanted to know why he was here and who found him. So I decided to call Maria and Victoria. If it was Maria who found Elijah, I was going to be point-blank scared. Maria's and Isabella's history was something no one could look past upon. Maria was... well a crazy bitch... No doubt about it.

If Maria knew who Elijah was, was it possible that Maria left to find Isabella again but instead found Elijah and changed him? If Isabella found that out, Isabella would be bound to kill Maria. Of course Bella is happy that she has her brother, but not in the sense she wanted him to. I rather have her brother die of old age than him being a vampire from an unknown cause.

I dialed Maria's number, trying to contact her. Yes, Maria and Victoria were going to be apart of this fight. However, I wasn't certain if Maria would live throughout this fight. I think Isabella and Jasper were going to secretly kill her. There was no way, if Isabella was going to rule, that she would let Maria get away with all her crimes and possibly make another army.

"Hello?" I heard a voice asked.

"Is this Maria or Victoria?" I asked.

"Maria..." she said. "Who is this?"

"Emmett Cullen. You know Isabella and my brother Jasper. We need to talk about this fight." I said.

"What do you need?"

"First of all, do you know who Elijah is?"

"Elijah... He sounds familiar."

"You may have changed him in the later 1700s, maybe early 1800s." I said.

"Nope. Never changed an Elijah, I would have kept him, why are you asking?"

"Because, Elijah is Isabella's brother, who we thought was dead, is somehow alive and a vampire. Now he's here, sort of an asshole if you ask me." I said. "Also, you need to steer clear from the Volturi. They know about Isabella's plan and are probably looking for every single vampire whose against them."

"Alright." She said. "Victoria and I only have about 40 newborns. We've lost some."

"Speaking of the newborns, you need to learn how to control them. You're making it noticeable that there's a mass killing happening in areas, keep them spread out and on the down low. The Volturi will not hesitate to find and try to kill you. We cannot afford to lose anybody." I said. "Not now."

"Okay Emmett. Stop your damn worrying. We are on our way, we'll be there soon." She said. "See you soon. Tell Isabella and Jasper I said hello." Then she hung up the phone.

I would have to talk to Victoria about Elijah next. I was going with my instincts, making sure Elijah was on the right track with us, rather than him being against us and with the Volturi.

I walked back in the house to see Isabella and Elijah gone from the couch. Dominic was at the bottom of the steps, looking up the stairs. I didn't say anything to him, but nodded. He knew exactly what I meant and nodded back.

I decided to walk up the stairs and check on Isabella.

She had a smile on her face as she was talking to Elijah. She looked at me, completely happy, a smile on her face that I haven't seen in a while. I gave her a small smile back and looked at Elijah, as a small warning.

"Believe me Emmett, she's safe with me. I am her brother after all." He said, smiling. There was something in his eyes that made me uneasy as he sat there. I gave a small nod and walked back down the stairs.

"I don't trust that man one bit..." I whispered to Dominic. "Something is completely off."

"Agreed." He said. "What should we do?"

"We can't do anything. If Bella finds out about our... doubts about her brother, who knows how she will react. Though I'm highly positive that she will be upset. I mean, I would. We have to just keep watching him... making sure he isn't what we think he is."

"And what do you think he is?"

"A Volturi guard..."

"Me too." He said.

I walked back up the stairs when it started to get quiet. Elijah was showing Isabella something on his phone.

"She has been with me since the time I was change. We both fell in love with each other four years afterwards. She would always put me in my place, whenever I got out of hand. I love her, with my life. I'd do anything for her. Just like how I could do anything for you, my sister. It's been years since I've last seen you, Is. And each other those years, everyday of my life, I would think of you. When you gave that letter, telling me that vampires existed, I wanted to come from war as quickly as I could. I tried as fast as I could but couldn't. When I did, you were gone. I tried looking for you, I sent you letters. I soon just got tired and I couldn't look for you anymore. Then I remembered your letter and I immediately thought vampires took you, which they obviously did. Soon after that, a man came to me, I can barely remember what he looked like and he bit me. When I woke up, he was gone and I was alone. That's when I met Vanessa. She took care of me, we spend years in Europe, hardly ever coming to America. Now that I know you're here, I am asking you to please try and live through this fight. Emmett needs you just as much as I need you. You can't leave us like this."

"Elijah..." she whispered.

"Isabella... be reasonable. How do you think Emmett's going to feel after your possible death? What do you think he's going to do?"

"What do you mean?"

"Isabella, he's in love with you. He's waited for you for years. He's going to want to die if you did. Think about it." Elijah whispered. "You need to consider protecting yourself. Because if you die, he's better off dead as well."

I looked at the floor, letting Elijah's words sink into me. The more I thought about it, the more it seemed true. If Isabella did die, I honestly wouldn't want to stay here. I know Edward's going to give me hell for it later.

Don't tell anyone about it. Let me handle it. Please, at least do that for me.

I didn't listen to the conversation anymore, giving myself some type of doubt about Elijah. He's a lot better than I thought he would be.

Dammit...

I walked down the stairs, keeping my head low.

About an hour later, Isabella came down the stairs with Elijah following.

"Uh.. Isabella I called Maria." I said.

"What?" Jasper asked.

I ignored the others, since none of them knew Maria would be coming here.

"She's on her way here with 40. They haven't been exactly hidden as they should have been. So I'm a little cautious when they come here. I don't want the Volturi to be following them." I continued.

"Dammit Maria." Isabella whispered. "Ummm... if the Volturi do follow Maria, I'll have everybody hide down in the basement, get rid of all the scents before she comes here. I can't risk this small little town to be killed because of Maria being careless."

"When were you going to tell me Maria would be coming?" Jasper asked. "Isabella? Emmett?"

"Jasper, it's fine. She's on our side. She won't do anything. I've already warned her." Bella said. "Relax."

"I can't exactly relax while Maria is around my wife." Jasper said.

"She won't. And if she does, I'll just put her in her own little bubble." She said. "We should all get some rest. There's going to be a lot going on tomorrow, training, Maria and her newborns, Victoria... I need you all prepared for this. Maria isn't exactly the nicest woman in the planet, but she's strong. I know most of you have heard all the stories about her and her southern army. That's pretty much what she's doing here. I need you all prepared for this. So, rest on it. And if you don't want to stay here... then be careful. The Volturi will be looking for anybody who even made contact with me. Good night to all of you." Isabella turned away, leaving us there to soak in the thoughts.

I sighed and followed Isabella up the stairs.

She was sitting on the bed, staring at her hands. I wasn't going to go to sleep just yet. Dominic, Stephen, Quentin, Hollow, William, Axel, Chandler and I would be making our rounds around the house to make sure everyone was safe and on our side. We wanted to be very careful, we couldn't risk the Volturi showing up without some type of training.

As for now, I ended up putting Isabella to sleep, which took about half an hour. She wouldn't stop moving around and was completely tense. I had to make sure she knew everybody was safe before she fell asleep.

Then I got up to walk around the house with the others.

They were peeking through doors, making sure they were sleeping.

I was a little nervous about Elijah sleeping where he was sleeping. Not everybody was able to get a room. We most had the women sleep in a bedroom down in the basement, some sleeping on the second floor, and some sleeping on the main floor. Elijah was on the main floor, next to the front door. I was certain he was going to leave during the night to maybe make a call. Dominic felt the same way.

We actually almost woke him up to move him, but we knew he would get suspicious of us as to why we would move him. So we let him stay. I would be getting up during the night to make sure he was still there.

I then walked around the second floor, mostly to check on Isabella. My family was sleeping on the second floor, sharing one big room. I walked in to check on them. Carlisle and Esme got the bed, of course. While Jasper and Alice were sleeping on the pullout couch, since they were a smaller couple. Edward and Rosalie were able to get the other bed.

Edward was sleeping on Rosalie's chest, her fingers running through his hair. She hardly did that with me, and when she did, it was always when she was relaxed for once. It's not common for Rosalie to be relaxed, but ever since I found they have been together, she has changed completely. Maybe we really weren't the best people to be together. I didn't let it get to me and was happy for Edward. It was about time he finally got someone. The damn boy really didn't care much for women and was always on his damn piano.

Honestly, for a while I thought he was gay. But I never told him that.

I laughed a little and shut the door.

We made another round around the house, to be sure and finally walked back to our rooms. I undressed and cuddled in the bed with Isabella. She was mumbling in her sleep again, a little cute if you asked me.

Elijah was right. I would die if something were to happen to Isabella. I just needed to make sure nothing would happen to Isabella. She meant too much to me.

I fell asleep then woke up two hours to make a round. Elijah was still sleeping in the same place, which was good. The house was locked and no scent near the door except my own. I relaxed and walked back to bed.

Isabella was stirring a little bit more than usual.

I tried to get to her, to make her relax, but her shield was up. Yes, she has done this before. She has had a dream and has put her shield up. And it always happens when I'm out of bed.

"Dammit..." I whispered.

Too bad I couldn't throw objects through her shield. Otherwise I would throw a pillow at her face. I laughed, thinking about her reaction to me being childish and throwing a pillow at her face. She'd be pissed. She's probably chase me around the house.

"Isabella." I whispered. "BELLLLLLLLAAAAAAA." I was trying to be as quiet as I could, not to wake up the house, only her. But it was impossible. Usually, I would have to break something in order to wake her up. And it was always a vase and she hated it when I broke her vases. She was like a little Esme.

I looked around the room to find a picture on the night stand. I picked it up and threw it against the shield, making it shatter. Isabella sat up and glared at me.

"Sorry." I said. "You had your shield up again."

She glared at me, probably thinking of ways to kill me. I gave a small smile and went back into bed. She was mumbling something about tearing off my head or breaking something of mine. Isabella was all for revenge when it comes to her and I. I knew she would get me back when this war is over.

I kissed her neck and we cuddled again. I looked up for a moment to see what Isabella was probably keeping out.

A dark shadow was hovering over the bed, over Isabella.

"What the hell?" I yelled.

Isabella looked up and screamed, purposely waking up the entire house.

The last thing I remember is the dark shadow touching my forehead.

Isabella's POV

I sat next to the bed, watching Emmett's limp body stay there. He's been like this for the past eight hours. I've waited and waited, trying to figure out when he was going to wake up.

The dark shadow that had came during the night merely touched Emmett then disappeared. The entire house heard me scream and got up. We tried everything and everybody's power to wake up Emmett, but nothing happened. He was stuck like this. Edward and Jasper couldn't get a read on him and Alice couldn't get anything from him.

Someone said he could be dead, but I didn't want to believe it. I wasn't going to believe it.

Whatever this thing was... I was going to find it, kill it.

As of right now, I was listening to the conversation downstairs. There was a big argument happening, about Emmett. Many said Emmett was dead, that we had to move me to bury him. The rest said it was like Alec's gift, getting rid of every sense a vampire has, making them helpless, that he was alive.

Which he was... Emmett was alive, no matter what people said about him.

I kissed Emmett's head and sat back in the seat. Part of me knew this was the Volturi. The dark shadow was the Volturi.

"If he doesn't move in the next hour, Carlisle, we have to call it death." someone said. "And you know this better than anyone else."

"Carlisle, please that's your son." Esme whispered. "He's not dead. It's impossible. We can only die one way, you know that."

I stood up and started to looking for marks on Emmett's body. I checked everywhere, trying to find myself a sign. There was no way Emmett could just die like this. It was impossible.

I didn't pay attention to time as I was looking for some type of hint on the dark shadow. I went on the internet, searched through many, many books. The only thing I've got was something about death taking vampire's souls during the night to make himself more powerful, which was highly impossible. I didn't want to believe death actually existed, so I avoided that route. Other than that, it was the only thing I could find.

A couple of guys came into the room, looking at Emmett and then me. Carlisle was right behind him.

"What are you doing?" I asked, standing up, slowly moving to Emmett. "You can't do this. He's not dead."

"Isabella..." a man said. I really needed to know names of the people around this house.

Suddenly, I was being pinned to the floor by three of the guys. I was screaming as Carlisle threw a white sheet over Emmett's body.

"He's not DEAD!" I screamed. "CARLISLE!"

Elijah came into the room, trying to calm me down but I wasn't having it.

"We're not going to burn his body Isabella." Elijah said. "We're just putting in six feet under, we're not burning him. Isabella, it's been 10 hours since he's been like that. You have to assume he's dead. Bella, be listen."

Carlisle, Jasper, and Edward picked up Emmett's body and walked down the stairs with him.

About an hour later, of all the fighting and cursing erupting through the house, I was sitting on the ground, right where Emmett was buried.

"Do you really want to argue with me right now?!" I heard Carlisle yell. "I just buried my son! You leave that woman alone or I will stop you. You tell me how you feel when you unexpectedly lose someone like to something that hasn't even happen before."

"Carlisle... I'm sorry." someone whispered.

I blocked out the talking and focused on Emmett's burial. Something obviously wasn't right. Nothing was going as planned. The Volturi shouldn't have known we were here. They shouldn't have even know this place existed.

I was going to find out whoever did this, even if it meant killing someone close to me. I didn't care anymore.

Emmett's POV

What the hell...

"Hello?" I asked.

I was completely alone in this... place? Was I even still on earth?

"Hello?" I asked again.

I was standing in the middle on a grassy field, nothing but grass for miles. The sun was out, shining through. There was a little bit of wind and that was it. And on top of that, I was wearing all white for some strange reason.

"What the hell is going on?" I asked myself.

"Hello Emmett." someone said behind me.

I turned and looked at the man who was wearing all white as well.

"Where the hell am I?" I asked.

"It's a little hard to explain, really. Your in between worlds."

"What?"

"You died, Emmett." He said.

"That thing... it killed me."

"Yes." He said. "But your not supposed to be here right now. Your death, it's too early."

"What are you talking about?"

"My name is Vastel, an angel of the vampires. You came too early. What killed you, was another vampire, a vampire much stronger than an average vampire. It was after you, to kill you, to make Isabella weak. It's working for the Volturi."

"Wait, slow down. An angel?" I asked.

"Yes. Vampires and wolves exist, why can't angel and demons exist?" He said. Vastel walked in front of me. "The vampire isn't just some vampire, it's half demon."

"This is impossible." I whispered.

"Emmett you need to listen." He said. "This thing, it's working for the Volturi, it knows where everybody is. It killed you so Isabella would become weak. Without you, she can hardly function. They just buried you under ground and she hasn't moved from that spot. Listen, this thing will be back, killing off the others one by one. You have to stop it."

"How? I'm dead."

"Once again, you're too early. I say when a vampire dies or not." Vastel said.

"So shouldn't you kill the Volturi?"

"Can't. I follow orders. I do not interfere on human earth."

"So what, you're stuck here until another vampire shows up?" I asked.

"Yes." He said. "This is the first time I've sent a vampire back onto human earth..."

"Vas, I'm still confused..." I said. "How the hell am I supposed to kill this thing?"

"You will know when the time comes. The shadow will show up next to Dominic around 3 in the morning. You will know." He said. "It's time for you to go back."

"Wait, I have more questions."

"You only have time for one." He said. "Maybe two."

"How can I contact you?" I asked.

"Only I can contact you."

"And when am I supposed to actually die?"

He hesitated a little bit. But I pushed him on. "You're supposed to die at the fight. Not because Isabella did, because Aro did. He kills you. There's no way around it, even if I told you and you be careful. You will die at the hands of Aro on the day of the fight. I'm sorry."

"Who else dies?" I asked.

He shook his head and touched my forehead. "That I can't tell you..."

I suddenly woke up in a small little wooden box. Vastel... an angel... for vampires... I'm going to die... too soon...

I started to bang against the wooden coffin to break myself free. I heard Isabella's frantic voice calling for some help and I immediately dug out from the ground. It didn't take long, since I was a vampire and had freaking super speed. I slipped out of the ground and Isabella immediately grabbed me.

"I told you he wasn't dead." she said, looking at the others.

"Holy shit." I said. "How long?"

"Ten hours." she whispered and kissed my face.

"What the hell happened?" Edward asked.

I was about to tell them about Vastel and angel and demons until my head started pounding very painfully.

Do not tell them about me, nothing about the angels or demons.

"Uh.. I don't know." I lied. Maggie turned her head sideways and nodded.

This was going to be the worst rest of my life. I better make the rest of it...

Hey, if it makes you feel better, it really wasn't a cliff hanger this time. :D

Don't worry, I will explain more about the angels and demons...

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