Just realized there's no Bree in this story...oh well :D

I hope you like it all so far!

Chapter Nineteen

Adam's scent got stronger and stronger, and in a weird reversed situation, I turned to Jasper, "Wait here. Adam trusts me,"

Jasper shook his head, but I held up a hand,

"I'll call you if I need you,"

"Where have I heard that before?" He muttered, but he accepted defeat. I ran towards clearing, and after under a hundred metres, I was there. Adam was standing in the centre, looking around nervously. When he saw me, he looked even more nervous. I took a deep breath,

"Don't worry, Jasper's not here." I walked towards him, and he held something up,

"I think this is yours,"

He was holding Iris. My eyes narrowed a little, but I continued, "Thank you,"

When I was a metre away from him, I held out my hand. I was tense, waiting for him to do something, but when he stepped forward, he didn't attack. Instead, he pressed the handle of the blade into my palm, and backed away a step. I blinked, and he smiled, "You thought I was going to hurt you,"

It was a statement, not a question, and I didn't know what to say. He shook his head, "Don't worry, I understand why you wouldn't trust me."

"You do?" I asked, cringing away from him slightly. He laughed quietly at me, before his face turned grim,

"I'm a monster. Why should you trust me?"

For some reason, I wanted to comfort him. I should know that he's setting a trap...why else would I have trusted him so quickly...he's trained remember...an enemy, I grimaced at my inward lecture, strangely coming in the form of Jasper's voice. That sword poisoned you remember? You aren't thinking straight. It made you confused. It controlled your mind...it made you want me to bite you.

"If you think about it, I'm a monster too." I said, a little louder than I should have done in an attempt to blot out Jasper's voice.

He blinked, "A witch isn't as bad as a vampire,"

"Try living in the sixteenth century,"

His eyes widened, "You were alive in those times?"

I shook my head, "No, I just meant...nevermind,"

"When were you born?" He asked inquisitively,

"A long time ago," I replied evasively,

"More than fifty years ago?"

"A little,"

He nodded, an expression of awe on his face, "I was born in the early nineties...not that impressive huh?"

I suppressed a laugh, knowing that I should be reeling this in. "Who was it who told you what to do?"

His eyes narrowed in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"You and the newborns. Who told you what to do?"

"Riley...but he was taking orders from someone else. A woman."

"Do you know her name?" I asked, but he shook his head. I sighed, it was probably the Victoria Edward and Bella kept going on about. But Adam was lying about something, he had to be. "Did you know I was going to be here?"

He looked even more confused at that, "We were told about vampires, not witches...or nymphs or those wolves," He looked around, a little frightened. Maybe he was starting to guess at my suspicions. Then so be it. I leapt at him suddenly, forcing him to the ground with a hand on his shoulder and my dagger at his throat. He looked shocked,

"What are you doing? I'm not trying to hurt you, I-,"

"Shut up!"

His mouth clamped shut, but in his red eyes, I could see he was really trying not to defend himself. I watched him in silence for a moment, trying to figure him out. Something wasn't right. Surely if he was going to kill me, he would have done it already, and not messed around with formalities. He wasn't even defending himself.

I needed to read him more clearly, and there was only one person who could help me with that.

Luckily, our army made there entrance at that exact moment. When they saw me with the newborn, they started forwards, but I looked up, "Don't attack him,"

The nymphs stopped, their expressions uneasy and confused. Carlisle stepped forwards from where the Cullens – again, each of them miraculously unharmed – stood, "Who is this, Morgana?"

"I'll explain later, when I find out myself," I answered. He nodded, and turned to the others,

"Nymphs, please feel free to go back to our home. Edward and Bella will be here soon, and fires must be started to destroy these newborns."

The nymphs began to disperse, but I called out, "Wait. Where's Niamh?"

For a moment, everyone was silent. No...she can't be...I feared the worst, but a familiar voice called out, "I'm here! S'alright, I'm here. Move outta the fekkin' way! I'm comin' Morgana, don't ye worry,"

I rolled my eyes a little as the army parted and Niamh appeared. She was limping slightly, but other than that she seemed fine. She saw me with the newborn, and gave me a speculative look, "Not fallen fer another one have ye?"

I shook my head, "Niamh, we need smoke and water,"

"Ah..." She said, and turned to what was left of her clan, "Go on back to the Cullen's. I'll be there after I've sorted this little fekker out."

There was really no point in me telling her to limit her swearing to less than one cuss per sentence, but Elanna wrinkled her nose from where she stood with the remainder of her army. She had significantly more soldiers left, but then again they were better trained. Thankfully, Niamh didn't catch her look, or there could've been another battle right there. Instead, the French and the Irish departed, leaving myself, Niamh, the Cullens and Adam. Jasper was still waiting in the forest. I shouted out to him, and a moment later he appeared. "Don't kill him," I warned, as Jasper approached, "We need him."

"Morgana. We don't need him," He said exasperatedly, striding over to this family. I ignored him and looked at Niamh,

"Will you help me?"

"O' course," She said, "But yer carryin' him,"

I sighed, and looked down at Adam, who was staring at Niamh, terrified. "Adam, if I get up, you have to walk with me. If you run, they'll kill you, and I won't be able to help you. Do you understand?"

His fearful gaze met my eyes, and he nodded, his voice shaking as he promised, "I won't run."

"Good," I said, enforced in the knowledge that I was doing the right thing. I didn't want him dead, and since I'd saved the Cullen's all those years ago, I had a reason to question the morality of vampires. I stood up slowly, allowing Adam to rise. He kept close to me, so close that Jasper growled in warning, making him jump away. I cast Jasper a 'look', before starting to walk. Jesus...what did Alice think of all of this? I cringed, deciding to leave Alice till later. It was easier to separate my personal life when I was sorting things like this out. Why is my life so complicated?

Niamh pointed up towards where the waterfall started, "There must be a river up there. We can do it there,"

The Cullens stayed behind as Niamh led me and Adam up the hill, heading towards the sound of running water. They said they were building fires for the newborns. The smell did start to drift up towards us as we finally found a river. It wasn't a big river, and as we followed it up, we didn't have to walk far before we found a pool. A dam stemmed the heavy flow, human-made by the looks of it, and made the water calmer before it ran through it. "Get in the water," I instructed, and after casting me a confused glance, Adam obeyed. "Lie back, keep yourself afloat."

Adam did what he was told, and when he was in position, Niamh placed her hands on the surface of the water. Adam let out a gasp as his mind fell blank, and Niamh's expression grew uncharacteristically focused. I watched them impatiently for a few minutes as she scoured his mind, until finally, she blinked, "I don't know what ye wanted me to find, Morgana, but he's pretty average to me. Grew up in L.A. and visited Seattle. Got turned. Lived with the other newborns. Attacked ye. Ye trusted him," She gave me a hard, searching look, "Which might I add, is fekkin surprising. Then he brought ye back up to the clearing, and ye left him in the forest to look for Jasper. When ye were gone fer a while, he came and found ye. When he saw ye were...busy...he left again and waited at the clearing. Ye know the rest."

"So he's wasn't planning to kill me?"

"Well, he was at first, like t'others. But after he met ye and ye were nice to him, he changed his mind." She looked at him as he remained floating on his back, not daring to move, "I think he has a power. It seems to me that he's awful moral. Maybe that's why ye trusted him,"

"Or maybe it's because I knew not all vampires were bad..." I added, more to myself than to her.

She shook her head and stood up, "Either way, he seems safe enough to me."

I breathed a sigh of relief, but somehow discovering this only made things worse. It doesn't make sense. None of this makes sense...

"Get over here, Adam." Niamh commanded, "I want a drink, and yer keepin' me waitin'."

Adam swam over and was by my side in a moment. I could see in his eyes that he was hurt about me not trusting him, but I didn't have time to worry about his feelings now. Something weird was going on, and I had to figure out what it was as soon as possible.

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So Adam isn't bad...or at least, they don't think he is... DUN DUN DUUUN!

I hope this answers some of your questions, I didn't mean to make the last chapter seem so confusing, but I guess the characters are kind of confused which has a bad effect on 1st person writing (A.K.A My excuse for crappy writing :/) Anyway, I promise that ALL questions will be answered in the following chapters. It will all make sense eventually, I just wanted to make the story more interesting and have a bit of a twist in the tale, as it were :D NO SIMPLE PLOTS HERE!

Okay, rant over XD

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