(a/n) This chappie will be another short one…sorry for the people that like the long ones. I'm hope you guys enjoy this one since I haven't updated in like forever and I apologize greatly…please forgive me! The next one shouldn't be that far behind and if you look on our profile you will see a "Where we are at" spot that will show you all where I am with the updates and stuff. If you see a lot of mistakes don't hate me because I only looked it over once. ENJOY!

Chapter Eleven

*** The Guest ***

~ Krystine's POV ~

"Abadore," Carlisle said the name in a worried tone.

"Step outside," said a deep male voice. By the seductive tone, I could tell it was the voice of a vampire.

Carlisle obeyed and stepped outside the door, closing it lightly as though the door would keep our sharp vampire ears from hearing their conversation.

At least it wouldn't have if Alice and Edward hadn't awoken from the trance at that moment. Alice fell to the ground in tearless sobs. Jasper, Rose and Esme went to try and get her to talk while Emmett came to assist me in pursuing Edward to tell us what was wrong.

His eyes were now fixed on me. The blank stare had turned to one filled with love and compassion that if I were human, my heart would have stopped and I would have surely been crying. All of a sudden his love-filled stare turned cold and enraged. He tore his eyes away from mine and placed them on the door.

~ Edward's POV ~

My dead heart sank into the deepest darkest abyss of the cold ocean for what Alice had seen would only bring my family and I heart ache, especially me. I, like Alice, wanted to break down into a sob, but I held myself strong, my body filled with angry.

The worried thoughts around me mixed with my own, was drowning me.

Kriss embraced my stiff body pressing her head against my chest.

"Tell me, please, please Edward!"

Her sobbing thoughts awoke my stare, and I squeezed her to me. I inhaled, smelling the sweet scent of her chocolate hair. I ran my fingers through it memorizing it's texture, then I held her face in my hands. I look into her liquid eyes remembering their glossy shine. I kissed her lips felling how they felt on mine, and their smoothness. Our bodies pulled closer as the kiss went on.

When we parted, the anger in me started to rise. Kriss's confused thoughts lingered in my head as I walked to the door. Carlisle was in the driveway talking with Abadore. His long blonde hair almost looked white, and his fierce red eyes glow against his ivory skin.

He was with the Volturi. Over the last few centuries he was off and on, leaving Italy for reasons not even I would ever know.

I took my place beside Carlisle, keeping my eyes fixed on Abadore.

"Control yourself."

I pushed Carlisle's thoughts aside.

"Aw, Edward," Abadore said slyly, "so very nice to see you again."

A slow hiss seeped through my tight lips.

"Angry about the news of your newborn, I see. Well, my dear friend, I'm afraid her fate has already been decided."

His evil smile set me off like a rocket. In one swift movement I had him pinned to the cold earth. All the while, Carlisle told me to control myself. I heard him call for Emmett as I held Abadore down with all my rage and fury. For the first time in one hundred years I had actually wanted to destroy something. My vampire muscles wanted to rip him limb from limb and burn the pieces. My mind was beginning to think like a newborn, again. My strength swelled in my arms to crush him. I wasn't going to let any one of these damned creatures take away what I held near to my dead heart, I couldn't.

Emmett's strong hands pulled me from my much desired prey. Abadore got up from the ground brushing himself off.

"I apologize for my son's unnatural behavior," Carlisle stated.

Emmett stood behind me restraining me from any farther outbursts.

"Well, I guess some of us can't help being monsters," Abadore smiled looking directly at me.

A low growl rumbled in my chest. He started to turn away, but turned back to me. With his white index finger he motioned me to come towards him. My feet left the ground, and I floated nearer to him. No muscle in my body could move. The force that compelled me didn't stop until I was an inch and a half away from his face.

"You've got three days with her boy, and don't try anything stupid. Aro wouldn't like that."

The force that had brought me closer to him left as he turned away and I fell to the ground.

"That was aired," Emmett stated, helping me up.

"Abadore has the gift to move objects with his mind," Carlisle explained.

Emmett looked at Carlisle, then me and back at the house. "Now that 'mind freak' has left, would somebody care to tell me what the hell is going on?"

Emmett's question was followed by a long empty silence. Carlisle looked to me. I shook my head. I wasn't going to be able to talk about it just yet.

"Apparently," Carlisle began, "the Volturi, has decided that there should be a limitation on the number of new born vampires." His eyes were filling with the sadness Alice's held. I tried to block the words that he spoke, finding it impossible. "And the limit has recently run over by one." He paused. "Krystine, will be picked up by the Voturi in three days to be…destroyed."

~ Alice's POV ~

Kriss stood next to me. I didn't need Edward's gift to tell what she was thinking. As much as we tried to hide the truth of their conversation, our vampire ears could not help but over hear.

Kriss turned in silence, heading for the stairs. She seemed lifeless as she walked. A dark shadow was lingering over all of us, blocking our hope that was always so narrow. I would have gladly accompanied Edward in the driveway, to rip Abadore apart, but my feet had failed me and left me standing where I stood.

This day had started badly, I admit it, but it was only getting worse. Finding a small amount of strength in me, I too, headed for the stairs. Jasper slowly rose to join me.

"No Jazz," I sniffed, "I've got to talk to her."

"I know," he nodded hugging me before returning to the couch. A tiny wave of hope flooded me as he sat down, just enough to make me turn one side of my lips to a smile.

Her room was no longer empty, she sat on the small sofa with her head buried in a pillow. For once I was at a loss for words. How do you tell someone that they only have three days to live? It was cruel, they were cruel. She had done nothing wrong, and she was to be punished for it.

Her dark golden eyes peeked over the pillow. "How will they do it?" She asked innocently.

Silence.

"Alice, please! If it's going to happen then I must know!" She threw the pillow down and ran over to me. She put her arms around me and buried her face into my shoulder.

"Well," I said finding it hard, "the only way to kill a vampire…" I couldn't finish, it was to horrible.

"What, Alice?" she sobbed.

"…is to be cut into pieces and then burn them."

I felt her go limp around me, her weight pulling her to the floor. With her hand she reached for the pillow and stuck her face in it once more.