Jacob's POV

Grouped together as a pack, one unit, we must have looked intimidating because as we walked through Volterra whole crowds of people moved aside in our wake. I would have found it to be empowering if my mind was not somewhere else. We were about to undertake the biggest job in werewolf history. Of course, we would have the blood suckers helping us.

As we reached our rendezvous point the vampires came into sight. At first I did not recognize them but when Edward lowered his black hood I stepped forward. His face twinkled in the sunlight, but no one was around. "You are late," he spoke tensely. His eyes were darkened by thirst and I realized what kind of a hell it must before him to be out here with so many heart beats and scents around. However, I still wondered why he had not hunted with the other blood suckers. That had been the point to the separate flights. We would leave three hours after them so that they could hunt upon arrival.

"I'm sorry, our flight was delayed an hour." I responded, while doing my best to keep the sarcasm from my tone. I could tell he was also making a conscious effort not to roll his eyes.

Carlisle stepped out to the front of the group. "You all arrived here and that is all that matters." He said peacefully, although I could read something behind it. Was it stress? It could have been doubt? Whatever other feelings he had, he was trying to hide it. Beside me Sam dipped his head in a regal nod and all of walked into the alley as one unit.

Carlisle's POV

To be honest, I could not believe we were here. I found this plan to be inexcusably asinine. I thought at least my family would have known better. After all we can learn from history that those who seek revenge should dig two graves rather then one. But all of my urging that this could only end in disaster fell on deaf ears. Everyone was so eager for revenge, to destroy those who had done wrong. Demetri was dead, thats all they needed. But Edward had insisted vehemently that Aro, Caius, and Marcus had ordered Charlie's execution. He could be partially right. In my mind I do not see either Aro or Marcus making such an order. Caius, on the other hand, most certainly would have. But I placed the blame on another, Felix, from what Edward had told me about him, he was only too happy to kill.

A wave of calm washed over me. "This will be over quickly," Jasper's reassuring voice came quietly.

My eyes roamed Jasper's face, he was no more calm about this then I was. "I am afraid so, son." I felt that I should be honest with him. No matter who won today, it would be over quickly. This was nothing knew to the group. I did not need to have Jasper's power to feel the dark tension that spurred as we approached the entrance point.

Edward turned to me, his eyes were as black as a moonless night. A window into his emotions. I saw everything there, hunger, pain, anger, and the need for vengeance. Edward, son, you need to feed. I firmly thought. I worried that he would be to weak to fight off the Volturi's powerful guard, and they would surely be the first that we would meet. He looked as if he were going to protest so I cut him off immediately. Bella would be crushed if you do not return to her. That thought was enough. He turned away from us just as a pack of stray dogs ran down the alley, obviously trying to get away . He immediately set off in pursuit as the werewolves watched curiously. The rest of the family paid no mind to it. Although I was sure they wondered why Edward had chosen to hunt a common stray instead of the wolves we had fed on earlier, which he had declined. He had been to unfocused to hunt then. Bella obviously had been on his mind.

Just as Edward turned the corner, a round of agonized yelps started up, and then, there was nothing. I waited patiently for Edward to finish his feed. When he returned his eyes were almost a pleasant golden color, given, they were still dark, but that was understandable. Edward looked around at everyone. Werewolf and vampire alike looked up at him expectantly. This upcoming fight belonged to everyone but it was more his fight, his soul mate, the love of his life had lost everything at the hands of egotistical beings. Edward called the shouts now, he decided who lived and who died, and he decided when we would attack.

"Lets go." The words flowed from Edward's mouth like blood. At that exact moment the ten werewolves in our group phased. Clothes lay and shoes lay shredded on the floor, but the spirit of these wolves were intact. Murder hardened their dark black eyes, as they watched Edward jump into the entrance, they followed behind, and I trailed them. This was the beginning of history.

Bella's POV(A day before)

Quiet as a mountain lion I snuck out of the cabin. Guilt was the prevailing emotion at this point. I had shamelessly led Esme to believe that I was ill with the stomach flu. It was an unpleasant experience, forcing myself to vomit but I deserved it after fooling Esme this way. All I had to do was get to the Airport, from there I would board a flight back to Port Angeles, and I would get a ride to Forks. This would have all been needless if I had, had my passport with me. This would take at least 5-6 hours off my journey. I just hoped I wasn't to late. But I did have time, according to Esme they wouldn't be attacking until tomorrow afternoon. I still had time, loads of time. That was my mantra as I entered the Barrow National Airport. When I checked my bag in and was about to enter the security check point. I nearly jumped for joy. I was home free!

"Isabella Marie Swan!" Or not, Esme's voice boomed through the airport. It startled me. I didn't even know her voice could reach that pitch. Before I could make a break for it Esme was at my side. Her fingers were wrapped tightly around my arm, tight but not tight enough to bruise, just close to it. "I cannot believe you would do this!" She said indignantly.

A security guard approached us after a few moments. The boon that I was praying for at this point. "Is there a problem here?"

My heart sank at what I was about to do. "Yes, there is. I have a flight to Port Angeles that I must catch and my mother is trying to drag me back home. She just doesn't understand. This is my time to strike out on my own!" I pulled my best traumatized expression, and the security guard ate it up.

"Ma'am I'm sorry, your daughter is a grown woman. You can't force her to stay here. This is her decision not yours." The security guard said sternly but gently as he pulled my arm gently away from Esme who immediately loosened her grip so that I would not be injured.

"Thank you," I whispered to the security guard as I headed through the security check. I turned around to look at Esme when I was a distance. The look on her face was harrowing, "I'm sorry Mom." I whispered. I meant every part of it.

She only nodded turned around. I hoped with all that I had that she wasn't about to call Edward. But this hope was only a wish. She was probably on her way to her phone at this point.

Upon arrival in Port Angeles, I got into a cab and was dropped off not to far from the Cullen home. A decision I had made. I walked the rest of the way with determination. I had to hurry if I was going to make the flight to New York City where I would catch the flight to Rome, and then onto a small airport outside of Volterra. If I were not to consumed by my mission I would have marveled at the fact that I had not tripped once since getting out of Barrow security.

When I made it to the house, my hair and clothes were plastered to my skin from the strong storms. I didn't stop to admire the house I just burst right in. The door surprisingly had been left unlock, but I didn't have time to spend time wondering about it. I went straight upstairs to Edward's room where all my stuff had been.

After only a few minutes of search nothing came up. My passport was missing, Edward must have suspected...I would do something like this. Or worse, maybe Esme had deceived me and they still had not left Forks when I had left Barrow. Quickly I ran downstairs, I would try my father's home, maybe they had left it behind when they had brought my stuff over.

"Looking for something?" A pleasant boyish voice said from under the stairs. I turned around immediately. My heart raced violently as Jane and Alec stepped out of the shadow.

Jane smiled pleasantly at me, but then frowned in frustration at the lack of reaction from me. "Isabella Swan, you maybe special but you are certainly the most predictable human on this earth." She said through a sneer. She turned to Alec, "send the message that the girl is secure, and we are on our way."

Alec nodded and retrieved a black, elegant looking cell phone from the pocket of his robe. He dialed a number and was immediately responded to. "Felix, deliver this message to Aro immediately. The girl is under our care. We will arrive in Volterra no later then tomorrow morning. "We await further instructions." Alec stared at me hungrily

Jane turned to me. "So the Cullens thought they could pull a little trick on us, did they? Obviously they had no idea we were watching flights. We knew they would after us, just as we knew you would be taken to safety, and then just as certainly escape to come back to Forks to retrieve this. She flashed the blue book that was my passport.

I paled completely, Edward and the others were in deep danger. They must still think that they have the cover of surprise. Surely this would not end well. "Don't worry, you won't be harmed as long as your family backs down." Alec assured me as he joined Jane whose sneer fell in disappointment upon hearing the information. "Come on now, we must be off." Alec said politely. "Come easily now, and we shall not have any problems."