Ok I'm soooo sorry I havent updated in so long but I had a tun of distractions and plus, I was reading breaking dawn who wouldn't? anyway, so remember when I first said I got this story from a dream? Well this chappie is the dream so… ya. And I'm just wingin it so it may not be so good… anyway, Belisma's POV as usual. Enjoy!

BPOV

Hurrying behind me down the stairs with his hand on the scuff of my neck is what I like to call, Edward PMS. Maybe I should go out and get you some chocolate, sheesh. Ease up a little on the hand will ya? I thought with maybe just a little too much aggravation.

He just growled. I suppressed a laugh.

" Tell them what you told me!" oh ya, he was pissed.

He finally let go of his bone-shattering grip just as I stumbled down the last step and towards where the rest of the family was sitting or standing in the living room.

Rubbing the back of my neck while shaking my head, I walked over and sat on the couch next to Alice. She probably already knew.

" You are not the only type of vampire out there." I began. I just ignored all their gasps and questions, knowing they'd shutup once I launched into an explanation.

" Actually, there are three levels of vamp before you. There is the level one, which is basically just some bloodthirsty crazy zombie type of thing that not only drinks the blood… but eats their victims whole. Then you have level two which just the prettier more controlled version of level one. Level three is my fave," I couldn't help but grin, " they are the rulers of the night, literally. They are basically the kind of vampire that you read about in books. Well… at least the turning to ash in sunlight part. They have the fangs and the sleep in coffins thing going on. For them, bloodlust isn't the same as every other level. They can't choose between animal or human blood. Human blood stops them from slowly being turned inside out. Where as animal blood quickens that death" I couldn't help but shudder.

As I looked around at their horrified faces, I realized that they probably thought that's the part I liked about them so I quickly added, " it's their power to conger smoke or mist and manipulate it in a way that can be used for practically anything that's so kool." I smiled what I hoped was a convincing smile.

Rosalie spoke up first, " so what is it in all this that got Edward so mad?"

Aw hell! There's the question I was hoping wouldn't come up. My smily turned into a lazy frown.

I took a deep breath, " well you guys are the forth level, the only one that doesn't age at all and is so hard to kill. The other levels age with every decade or so. But the thing is… the third level of vamp hates your level so much that an ancient third level experimented with your level so much that he found a way to kill you and keep you killed without the need to burn the leftovers," Rosalie looked confused. Emmett finally spoke up, " ok but how would that make Edward so mad?"

" UGH! Your such an idiot!" I didn't exactly mean to scream so loud but it came out that way. Emmett was instantly quiet but I knew they were waiting for me to say something more.

" The third level vamps have been hunting you for years. They're a bigger threat than the half-breeds, trust me." I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the complaints and the angry comments of why I never spoke up sooner.

I was surprised when, by the time I counted to twenty very slowly, the screaming didn't start. I opened my eyes and cautiously looked up at the Cullens. They were just staring questionably at me.

" Oh ya and did I mention that the Volturi own what remnants of the third level vamps there are left and if we -mostly meaning me- make them mad enough then they'll send a combined force of half-breeds and night lords!" I knew they knew I meant third level vamps when I used they're nickname as soon as the yelling finally began.

Jasper asked a question that cut through the rest of the yelling which shut everyone up and I suddenly knew exactly what to do.

" Do they have a weakness?" he'd asked.

" Me… and werewolves." And I smile crept across my face as I said the words I'd waited my whole life to say, " gather the mutts up and bring them here. The Volturi and their precious creations shall finally taste the death that they so love to give out!"

Next chappie is where I put in the suggestion that I got. And I'm gonna stop saying that I want 3 reviews or no update cuz I'm not really getting very many reviews anymore and plus, reviews or not, as soon as I feel the need to write another chappie, I sit down and write it. I just want to no one itty bitty thing tho, was this chappie confusing or weird? Cuz I seriously messed up what it was originally suppose to be… and FC10, I take it back ur reviews count... mostly cuz I feel good when I get em :P