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Yeah, this is gonna be real late, I know. See I started writing a chapter, but then I changed my mind and decided to do this chapter first and fit that one in later on. So I had to start a chapter from scratch on the day the other one was due in.

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Jasper's Pov

I heard a roar emerging from the house, and for a second I thought Edward might be winning. But it was a stupid thought, a fleeting hope. The roar, and the emotions I could still just about feel behind it were all wrong. They were anger, fury and burning hate.

The… the thing inside Edward was winning.

And it was going to come after us.

I broke off the kiss with Alice, hating to do so.

"We need to move, Bella, Emmett."

But I was the one who didn't budge. I stared into her Endless golden eyes and whispered three of the most important words in the world.

"I love you," I whispered, so quiet and fast Bella probably couldn't even hear.

"I love you too." Her voice was just as small. "Don't worry Jazz, everything will be okay."

I wanted – no, I needed – to ask if she actually meant that. If she knew everything was going to be okay. Or whether she was just saying it.

I needed to tell her I loved her – even though I had just done so, I needed to say it again. I needed to explain to her just exactly how much she meant to me, how much I needed her. How sorry I was to be parted from her.

There was so much I needed to say. Enough to take eternity, all of time.

But time was one thing we no long had.

I finally looked away. It had only been a second, but it had felt like a forever.

"Emmett, you drive. I need to explain to Bella." Emmett nodded and climbed in the front within a second. I sat in the back with Bella.

"What about the rest of us?" Rose asked from her car, and I remembered the others were almost as knowledge-less as Bella was.

"I'll phone you all. And that reminds me, we have to phone once a night every night to check on each other."

I heard murmured agreements from Rosalie and Carlisle. I couldn't turn my head to look at them; at her. I couldn't look at Alice, because I knew just how much it would hurt. I stared stubbornly at the car floor, knowing I would probably be crying if I could. I was glad I couldn't; if I had to be stuck with Emmett for a week, I would need to stay tough, lest I be cursed with terrible jokes about it for the rest of eternity. I glanced to Bella, who had already climbed in the car and worked out the seatbelt after a struggle. Now her hands were shaking as I felt a tremor of numbness spread through her. Then dizziness swept through her along with a faint wave of nausea. The dizziness grew stronger, so much it affected me badly; this was not helped by the fact that we drove past the house at that particular moment. Suddenly images flew through my head, causing me to gasp out in pain.

There was Emmett lying broken on the ground, gasping in pain much worse than mine, red tinted venom seeping from several wounds.

There was Esme, sobbing tearlessly in the way that always makes you feel so helpless, held by a grim faced Carlisle.

There was Rosalie, punching everything in sight repeatedly until it crumbled, furious yet somehow in agony.

There was Bella, sitting on a bed, hunched in on herself, slowly rocking, tears falling endlessly down her face as she began to shake violently.

There was darkness and I thought it had ended. I gasped out, coughing as I choked on an acrid smell like burning flesh. I was incredibly scared; Alice had not been present in any of these things – what did that mean? What sort of sick game was this thing playing? Edward had not been shown either. Did that mean he'd already lost? Was he completely gone? Did that mean – I could barely think it – that it was going to get Alice too?

Then there was a voice. A hard, cold, cruel, high, young, ruthless, power filled voice that I hated instantly, hated more then anything.

It was his voice.

Nika's.

He was speaking to me, saying words so terrible, so terrifying that my brain refused to hold them, refused to let them in my mind, refused to think of ever again. But the way those words made me feel – I never forgot that.

Exhilarated.

Yes, you heard me right. Exhilarated. They made me feel exhilarated. Those words powered through me, shaking my very being and turning the darkest of dark deeds into something beautiful, something desirable.

I gripped the door tightly, needing something real to hold on to, before it was too late. The piece of door crumbled in my hands. Emmett growled, but I barely heard it.

I was coming back now, coming back to reality.

But not before one last flash could rip through me.

A monster. There was no other word to describe it. A monster, although young and the same size as Alice, a monster without a doubt. Coated in gleaming white shards of what had to be ice, with a cold, cruel, twisted shark's grin on its face. And eyes that were pure, oceanic, gleaming blue.

No, oceanic was no where near big enough a word. They were more electric, bursting with energy, with power. No matter how you tried, you couldn't meet its gaze.

It let out a huge, victorious roar that shook my very being and then I was back in the car, Emmett glaring at me in the mirror.

I let out a raspy, relieved sigh.

"Easy on my car. What are you freaking out about anyway? Christ, your worse than Bella."

I glanced over to Bella; he was right. She was still rather shaken up, but she was slightly calmer. There was no sign of the crying, broken Bella in there.

I forced myself to be calm. Of course there wasn't any sign. It was a mind game. A trick. An illusion.

"We need to get out of here," I said, stating the obvious.

"Anywhere in mind?"

I thought hard; we needed somewhere safe to stay, but somewhere Edward would never go, never dream of going.

I thought hard, my mind wandering to times with the Cullen's, trying to think of somewhere we could be safe.

"Where did you guys live from around 1927 to 1931?"

Emmett frowned. "I don't know. I wasn't a vamp then. Erm… it was a smaller house. In… Oregon. The town had a strange name… Lafayette."

"Okay, that's where we'll go. Edward wouldn't go there, I don't think. It's where Carlisle and Esme lived when he-" I glanced at Bella, not sure how much she knew about Edward's past. "-Went away."

"Inissa," Bella suddenly said.

I jerked up in my seat, a reflex reaction. "What about it?" I said guardedly.

"How come you know so much about it?"

I didn't answer the perfectly acceptable question, looking at her in silence for a moment. She'd picked up on the one thing everyone else had left out. Even Edward didn't know everything and he a goddamn mind reader. I was actually very surprised he hadn't asked the question. My massive reaction when I first figured it out – for all he knew – was based on a single conversation I'd held with Maria. Possibly a Russian lesson or two.

He had a lot less common sense than I'd ever thought.

And Bella was entirely too perceptive for her own good.

And now even Emmett was looking up at me, frowning slightly.

"My… creator told me about it." I knew that would silence Emmett as he knew about my past and why I wouldn't want to talk about it and it would silence Bella because I hoped she was polite enough not to push the point. She didn't know about my past – yet. It was foolish of Edward to allow her into our world, of course it was, but it couldn't have happened any other way considering how he felt about her. She was one of the family now. I would tell her my story, but maybe now was not the best time. God knows she had enough on her plate as it was.

A hand suddenly flew to her mouth and she was abruptly alarmed.

"What is it?"

"What about my Dad? What am I going to tell him?"

"I'll text Carlisle," Emmett offered. A grin lit his face. "He'll pull something off. Runaway child, sick with life-threatening disease, hit by a car-"

"I'd rather not give him a heart-attack, Emmett."

"Yeah, and those wouldn't work anyway," I added. "With the first he'd go mad with the police case; I'm talking major news, all over Forks." Bella blushed scarlet; I guessed she was imagining her picture getting blue-tacked on every other lamppost within a 100 mile radius. "And with the other two Charlie would demand to see her, no matter how "ill" she was." I paused, thinking. "Okay, how about this. Alice planned a surprise holiday in New York, a shop till you drop type thing. We'll be able to pick some clothes up as props."

"Thanks. That sounds a bit far-fetched… but then its Alice, so she probably tried to plan something like that anyway."

"Probably," I agreed.

I texted Carlisle quickly, and then I texted Alice asking if she saw anything coming.

I added a whole row of kisses for the latter. It was amazing how much I was missing her; we'd only been apart for maybe five minutes.

I got replies to both back almost instantly; Carlisle agreed with our plan, Alice had seen our plan and promised to pick up a whole new wardrobe for Bella – but she couldn't see anything. Nothing at all where Edward was concerned and very little for the rest of us. It was worrying her.

That out of the way, I got out my handheld computer. I needed to do a bit of research. Emmett glanced at me, smirking.

"What sort of nerd keeps a computer on his person?"

I growled lowly.

"The sort of nerd that is about to save your fat arse."

"Hey-"

"Guys," Bella interrupted. "Could you possibly try to keep the whole macho vampire testosterone-fuelled crap down to a minimum?"

"Ooooh, Bella," Emmett teased. "Does Edward know about your potty mouth?"

Edward.

Well done Emmett, I thought with a scowl as the atmosphere in the car dropped to below zero.

The car returned to being silent. I carried on staring at the computer screen but I knew I didn't need to put anything in. I already knew everything there was to know.

There was silence for maybe five minutes, then Bella reminded me of something.

"So what is actually going on? You said you'd explain. Why is… Edward coming after us."

She had to phrase it like that, didn't she?

Right now I didn't have the heart to explain that it wasn't Edward anymore. It would crush her. But someone may have to soon.

"The Inissa… need to feed. Just like anything else. The difference being that they have… a rather unique way of going about it."

"They can't eat like you can and they don't eat like vampires do, although this is closer." This was the hard bit. "Instead of feeding on the blood they feed on the person. Not the body, they need that. They feed on the things inside, make them hollow. Namely, their souls."

Bella swallowed.

I sighed, a grim expression planted permanently on my face. "There's more. The strange thing is, considering there strength in all other areas – they have a very limited sense of smell. Maybe about the same strength as yours, which gives them a rather large disadvantage when it comes to tracking and hunting. But it has all of Edward's memories, which is why we had to go somewhere safe yet unfamiliar. And… they can do things. Terrible things. They're very cunning in nature, and very, very powerful. They can play tricks on your mind. Make you believe things that aren't true. Twist you around so even the most dark of deeds can seem wondrous." I looked away for a second. "They play tricks on you, make you see things that aren't there."

She looked up, frowning.

"That's what happened to you."

"What?" I said, forcing myself to be calm. It might not be anything to do with your past, I told myself. It's probably something else, something completely different.

"When we were driving past the house and you broke part of the car door."

"You're going to pay for that, you know," Emmett told me, matter-of-factly.

I ignored him. I was amazed at how observant Bella was, especially with such poor sight.

"Yes. That's what happened to me."

"What did you see-"

"It doesn't matter," I interrupted, convincing myself as much as her. "It was all lies. Whatever they say, don't believe them. Its all lies."

There was another silence, this one only lasting a couple of minutes.

"That doesn't explain why it's coming after us," Bella pointed out.

"You're right. It's coming after us for one simple reason. Hunger. After maybe eighty years of nothing, it's starving. But something about what they choose to feed on. They only feed on those closest to the… the host. Whether they have a choice or if they are just sadistic I don't know." I paused, gauging her reaction. Not much. Either it hadn't sunk in yet or she was even more extraordinary than Edward thought. "This happened once before. In 1990. But that was a lot easier. The situation was completely under control within a day. This time it's so… so much stronger."

"What was it like?" I frowned at her. She repeated her question. "The first time it happened. What was it like?"

"Erm… took us by surprise. Edward's temperature went down very dramatically, so much so that if a human were to touch it their hand would probably stick to it." That was an understatement, but I wasn't foolish enough to tell her the full truth, she'd be terrified. If a human were to touch it, it would tear all the skin and some of the flesh away should they try to get it free. And like myself, should they get too close for too long – the pain would only fade. Fade. Not disappear. Only Fade. Yes, you could bury it in your memories, refuse to so much as think of it – but it would always be there.

I carried on talking. "It was very hard for me to be in the house. I…I could feel it. The way I feel if someone is asleep. It was…" I glanced in to Bella's eyes and knew that I had to be as honest as I could without raising questions or absolutely terrifying her. I would want the same if this was happening to Alice.

It will happen.

The voice was there, cold and clear and close – so close that I believed it's owner to be right next to me, that harsh shark grin on it's face. But no. Nothing. I glanced across at Emmett and back to Bella; they hadn't noticed anything. It was just me and that voice, still whispering in my ear. Lower and harsher now, different. And sickeningly familiar – to me only.

Oh, it will happen, Jasper. She will be Lost, lost to me. And so will Bella and Edward and all the rest. You have yourself to thank for that. And then, once I am done with them, I will come for you. You are strong, much stronger than you think. But I will suffice. And you know it. I will win and then the world will burn. Together we shall look down on this pitiful human world and laugh. Laugh as all those self-important, superficial humans scream and run and hide and burn. They killed us, Jasper. They made us burn for their own stereotypical beliefs. They did it to us, to every single one of us, to your precious Alice, to the Volturi, yes, even to me. They burnt us and now we shall burn them. The whole world shall burn. And we will do it together. No longer will you run and hide just like those cowards. No longer will you be" the one who got away; no longer "the boy who ran". This time, you will be great, you will be victorious. Just like you always wanted.

"I never wanted that," I hissed, venom pooling in my mouth. Lies again, I thought hurriedly. Its all lies.

"Jasper," Bella said. I looked around, we'd pulled into the shoulder of the road, both of them giving me weird looks.

"I'm fine. This is… this is bringing back a lot of memories, that's all."

Memories buried deep in the dense mass of my brain, things I'd thought were gone, things I'd promised myself I would never see again.

Get a grip on yourself, I thought.

"Okay," I carried on explaining where I'd left off, as if nothing had happened. "What he was feeling was… excruciating. And then… strange things began to happen." I carried on explaining what had happened and after twenty seconds Emmett gave me a weird look and resumed driving.

I left out the bit about the grenade, my hand sub-consciously drifting to my coat pocket. I felt the small, cold, metal lump in my pocket without any trace of emotion on my face. If we saw him – I would have to do it. I knew that. To protect the others, to protect Edward. But also – I hated to admit how selfish I was, but it was true – for myself. I realised with self disgust that I would be willing to kill it, to kill Edward in the process – just to finally escape.

Of course, there was another way to escape. It was so simple it screamed at me. If Edward's theory was true – that you could kill a vampire with a grenade – then why should he get that escape?

Why not me?

100 years.

100 years I have suffered.

Exactly a century since I got away.

I'd run and I'd hid and I'd killed and I'd done all those other cowardly things.

But I hadn't escaped.

Not yet.

Maybe not ever.

Unless I did this.

Of course, it may not – I hoped and prayed it would not – come to that.

But it might.

So where did that leave us?

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I am going on holiday for a few days so updating is not going to get much faster; I am so sorry.

ANNNNNNNNND… also I am seriously worried. I really, really, really enjoyed writing that paragraph in italics from Inissa's point of view. It gave me really bad goosebumps, and I liked it, it was strangely thrilling. And by the way, I do not hate Russians or anything, I just picked a country at random.

LOL!!! At the start of this chapter I revealed there would be a sequel. YAY!!!!! But when the chapter went totally off course as usual everything c hanged and now there is a chance – just a chance that it could morph into a trilogy.

What did you think? Am I getting to dark with Jasper; do I need to change the rating or edit this? I'm not keen on changing the rating (it's a T at the mo) because I ignore it (idk about you guys) but I don't want to limit my already small fanbase (if I can call it that) and changing the rating seems dumb cuz I am a teen and I wrote the damn thing.

Now, I like the whole "REVIEWS = (IMAGINARY) COOOOOOOKIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" thing, but its not working well, so I decided to take a leaf out of a few good friends' books and swap to death threats.

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That was fun!

And yes, I know I am obsessed/ mentally disturbed.

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