GangstaSummoner: My writer's block is gone, yet I still ended up with a short chapter. Thanks for the reviews, faves, alerts and support. I love you guys! Now I present to you chapter 21!

Chapter 21 – The Battle Begins and Ends

When we finally made it to shore, I felt something ominous in the air; something ghastly had happened. I glanced towards Jake who was the last one to make it to shore behind Anthony. He rubbed the water out of his face and then glanced towards Anthony who had a little bit more energy from before. I could still see the sadness in his eyes. That flicker of hope that he once had diminished behind his black eyes. This dump that he was in had to stop, knowing that Anya was only a few miles away from us should cheer him up, but there was something more; something that he and the rest of the pack was not telling us. "Anthony," I said softly as I walked towards him. "Tell me what's wrong."

He shrugged his shoulders, glancing elsewhere. "I don't want to talk about it."

"If it is about Anya, then you should know that she is right there," I said pointing off into the thick wilderness.

"It's not about Anya. I know that I don't have to worry about Anya. She's a big girl and she can protect herself." His voice trailed off, "It's just that…Bella don't force it out of me."

"I need to know. We need you at one hundred percent, not fifty percent."

Jake placed his hand on my shoulder, "Bells, that is enough." He then looked towards Anthony the deep Alpha's voice taking control, "Don't tell her." He looks towards me. "If he doesn't want to talk about it, leave it be. Besides," his voice was now low, "you'll find out pretty soon."

I sighed before giving up and then that is when I heard the loud shrieks from far off, snarls and low growls were approaching us. Fast-paced feet and paws could be heard patting against fallen leaves, twigs breaking underneath their weight. Jake and the pack had already phased without me even noticing it before running into the woods. It didn't take long for Carlisle and the rest of his family to follow behind them. I turned around and suddenly I was alone. I pushed myself forward, running swiftly through the bushes, following my families' scent. I was far behind them, but I could easily pick out the direction that they were going in. Something is watching me. I came to a complete stop, whipping my head from left to right and my hair whipped around my shoulders. I inhaled deeply, taking in the forest scent and any other unknown scents. I still smelled that sickening sulfur and iron smell and death was lingering everywhere. I sniffed the air again and then sweetness tickled at my nose. "Bella!"

I moved quickly, sidestepping to the left when I heard Victoria's voice and barely missing the powerful punch she tried to inflict to my head. She moved quickly, blow after blow, punch after punch, I did my best to work around them and blocking when needed. "I know…ungh…that you…ah…want me dead," I said as our marble like arms clashed against one another like two boulders being pounded together.

"Precisely, I do plan on fulfilling my goal!" she hissed and then vanished, reappearing behind me. I moved promptly, reappearing behind her, she turned and then blocks my punch. I groaned at the pressure that she was applying to my hand, it hurt so much to the point that I felt like my hand would crumble to the ground. Somehow, I was able to turn around with her hand still clamped around my fist. I would then use my free hand to grab her wrist and then use all my strength to lift her, flipping her to the damp ground on her back. Her body making impact to the ground sent trembles through the forest floor as if it were an earthquake. Victoria looked up at me with a scowl across her face and she hisses like a cat, springing into a crouching position. "Nice one. Who would think that a pathetic girl like you would have some kind of fighting skills? I'm impressed."

"I've learned from the best," I bluffed. Truth is that I had never had a fight before in my life. I am only working on instincts and the random moves I've seen in action films. I held my hands up, ready for any attack that she would throw at me.

"Trust me, Bella, you know nothing," she smirked before leaping towards me.

Anya's POV

"Die, die, die, die, die," I continued to mumble over and over again as I applied even more pressure to her thin neck. I felt a tendon in her neck pop and then the grin on my face grew even wider, "Die." The second tendon popped and Celeste's golden hues with the deathly stare grew larger and larger. "Pop for me," I hissed and then suddenly I was pulled from off Celeste and then flung towards the side of the lighthouse. "Ah!" I groaned as my body made impact with the hard stone. "Ugh!" One of my ribs was now broken. I fell to the ground, landing face down on the hard ground. My heart frantically pounded against my chest, my breathing deep and raspy. I managed to roll over on my back, flinching in pain when I felt another rib break. My entire body felt like all my bones had shattered into a million tiny pieces. I tilted my head backwards only to see an upside down Fletcher from my angle. He was hissing loudly at me. "Heh, did I piss you off little brother?" I teased.

"You have some nerves," he said in a deep voice. "How dare you attack my sister in the state that you are in?! If you were not so important to father, I would rip you apart in a second!"

"Fuck father!"

He growled and then stormed towards me. He grabbed me by the thin piece of black fabric around my neck. His eyes were red with anger and his grip grew tighter. He pushed forward, planting me against the already crumbling white walls of the lighthouse. He pushed harder and harder and then with his free hand he punched me, breaking about three more ribs on the same side. I hollered out in agonizing pain and then his hard fist connected with my jaw, breaking it in one punch. When he released me I slumped down to the ground, completely out of it. I was drifting in and out when Fletcher said, "Look little bitch of sister, I think you need to realize who is in charge here. You may be family, but you are nothing but a tool to us. A tool! Father is going to kill you once he conquers this area. Remember that."

As he walked away, I touched my right jaw, it was starting to become puffy and swollen. I could not imagine what my face must have looked like it. I had to been hideous. I sighed and then sniffed the air. They were here all of them. Bella, Jake, Anthony, the Cullen's and the pack. I tried to smile, but it hurt to even use those muscles. I began to chuckle and then it turned into a subtle laughter and then a hysterical, cocky laugh. "Hahahahahaha!" This battle was over with. "Are you okay, Celeste?" asked Fletcher as he kneeled beside Celeste who was now sitting up. Her neck was loose, broken actually and it hung over her shoulder like a rag doll. I listened to her groan and then managed to get her head straight again. Her healing process was up to par. I, on the other hand could not control my unstoppable laughter. They all turned to me golden and red eyes locked on my injured body. They were looking at me as if I had gone mad.

I used my left hand to push my hair out of my face, when Celeste whipped her head towards me. "What's wrong with you bitch?! You nearly killed me!" she yelled. I continued to laugh, pain shooting throughout my body, but yet I laugh. I had this cocky grin on my face as I stared at her. She stood to her feet with the help of Fletcher and then looks into the thick bushes nearby. Bone chilling snarls could be heard from far off and quickly approaching. The ground seemed to tremble underneath me just as my grin grew wider. Joham stepped forward with Linda at his side; he was slowly going into an attack position. As I focused on the trees and then seeing something like a body part being flung out into the blazing fire, followed by a number of gigantic wolves. Jake with his russet fur led the pack into the battlefield; Sam with his midnight black fur towered over most of the others wolves; followed by Jared and Quil standing side by side in a brown to chocolate brown pattern; Paul stood near them, his dark silver fur stained with newborn blood; next to him was Embry with his gray muzzle exposing his sharp teeth; and Anthony and Seth with their golden brown and sandy fur were rounding off the back.

A weak smiled formed on my face as I stared at Anthony and then attempted to move, but I flinched from the sharp pain. He whipped his neck up in the direction of my gentle whimper as if I had whispered it into his ear. His ears stood erect on his large head and then his eyes sudden seemed serene, but also worried. He then shot his piercing eyes towards Joham who had an amused look on his face as if had found a very rare creature. Jake muzzle quivered as he growled at Joham, picking him out amongst the crowd. "So Linda these are the legendary shape-shifters of your tribe?"

"It seems so," she said with the same amount of excitement in her voice.

Anya! Anya! Say something! I heard a frantic yet faint voice in my mind. It was Anthony's voice. I looked his way and then shook my head. I couldn't communicate with him. I reached up to my throat, using clawing motions with my fingers to mimic my lack of blood and how thirsty I am. I see. Where's my grandmother? Is her body still here? I looked away and then tilt my head towards Faith's headless, lifeless body. He turned slowly in the direction and then I heard his whimper when he saw his deceased grandmother for the first time. I saw the way his body reacted as if he had to throw up, but he held it in. Which ones? I tilted my head again this time towards Fletcher and Celeste. I saw the rage in his eyes and his muscles tensed underneath his thick fur. I wasn't expecting what happened next. He broke the barrier between the pack, moving swiftly towards Fletcher and Celeste, who was now standing behind her brother. His large body leaped into the air, claws extended, massive canines showing and the glint of a full blown killer in his eyes.

I found myself jumping when Anthony wiggled furiously in Fletcher's grasp, his fingers were wrapped around his thick fur, just at his neck and Anthony's sharp teeth were only inches from his delicate face. He snapped at Fletcher as if he were a German Shepherd, the dog in him was finally unleashed. "Go to hell, dog," said Fletcher as his grip grew tighter. He raised him higher and then flung him towards the lighthouse as well. I suddenly became a cushion. I screamed out loud when Anthony's weight crushed against me and then he struggled to his feet. It was then when I saw Jake give the rest of the pack the order to attack.

They moved in and out, blurring in with the extreme speed of the vampires. Jake and Sam were teaming up on Joham; Seth and Quil fought against Linda; Paul and Jared were now taking on Fletcher; while Embry handled Celeste. The wolves' vicious snarls echoed throughout the night along with the vampires and the half vampires hissing. They sounded like tree falling as they rolled and tumbled over each other. I looked towards Anthony who was now standing in front me on all fours, he slowly phased into human and then stared at me with relief in his eyes, and a hint of sadness was still behind them. "Anya," he touched my broken jaw and then flinched when I did as if he could feel my pain. "I can heal you, okay?"

"No," I said wrapping my hand around his wrist, stopping him from performing his healing technique on me. "Later. I just need blood. I have a plan. By the way where are the Cullens?"

"They are fighting those monsters," he said urgently. "Please, Anya just let me heal you."

I shook my head, loosening my grip around his wrist and the moves my hand towards his hand. "May I?"

I felt him take a deep breath and then he said, "Okay. Do it!" I quickly bit down into the palm of his hand, my sharp fangs piercing his flesh. His blood was so warm and fresh as it coated the back of my throat. I moaned against his skin, just as he did, his arm stiffens against my grasp. I could feel the healing qualities in his blood slowly take effect, but it was not fast enough. It was only enough to give me enough strength to fight. I pulled away with a hiss rumbling in my throat. I stared at Anthony with my lips and mouth smeared with his blood. "Thank you," I said moving to my feet.

Suddenly there was a loud, feminine shriek; I turned in the direction where it came from only to see Seth and Quil mauling Linda as if she were dinner. They sunk their thick teeth into her half human, half vampire body tearing her apart limb by measly limb. Quil's focus was on her heart, wanting to get rid of that thing for sure, he munched and munched until it turned into goo, before spitting it onto the ground. They worked quickly, tossing every piece of her body into the flames.

"Where should we begin?" I said looking towards Anthony who had somehow phased without me knowing it.

I'm waiting on a response from Jake. It looks like most of the guys can handle themselves.

"Where's Bella?" I asked.

We kind of got caught up in the battle and left her behind. I think she is still out there.

"You idiots. I bet she is fighting Victoria all alone and you guys left her! I am out of here!" I took off running with Anthony barking behind me. I moved through the forests listening to the grunts of the Cullens as they fought off those savage monsters, but I could not let them kill all of them. I found myself running towards them and that is when I bumped into a hard chest. There Joham stood in front of me, his eyes sinister. I gasped; looking around only to see myself surrounded by the people I had involuntarily changed. They all growled at me, some even hissing when needed.

"Kill her," was the only words he spoke.

Bella's POV

"Hah!" I swung my body around, my leg extended for a roundhouse kick. I was swearing her down and I am thankful for that because my foot made contact with her jaw. She stumbled backwards just as I finished my spin. I knew that Victoria was going to be a challenging opponent, but I didn't think that she was this good. She was quite athletic and very flexible. She would move her body in ways that I thought was impossible. She was also very agile, flipping her body and combined with the fast speed it made her look like a ballerina floating on air. It slowly started to become a dance of its own.

Our fight went on and on, never once did I attempt to back down, even though I was starting to feel tired. I could feel that stupid one hour sleep routine start to take over, but I fought it. Every so often Victoria would hit me with a powerful blow that brought me back to my senses. "Aw, what's the matter Bella, getting tired?" She punched me in my gut and the blow felt like her fist went right through my stomach and out the other side. I stumbled backwards. I underestimated her. How stupid of me to think that she would ever get tired. She was an immortal, a vampire, she was the living dead. She swung her body, hitting me across the face with the side of her foot, causing me to fall to the ground instantly. I groaned as I sat up and my energy was slowly slipping away. I blinked and then reopened them. This had to end. She approached me and then grabbed me by the collar of my tattered shirt. I dangled in front of her as her grin became wider and I could see victory in her red eyes. "It's over Bella."

"Not yet!" I yelled and then used my feet to push my weight off of her, causing her to fall back as I tumbled to the ground and into a crouching position. I swiftly rose to my feet as fast I could and then towards her. My elbow was bent at an angle, while my fist was perfectly aligned with my eyebrow. When I reached her, she was on her feet, eyes wide when I made a powerful blow directly into her hard nose. The force of my fist against her nose caused her to fall down. I moved swiftly to the point that it seemed like I had disappeared, I placed her head into a chokehold before using the muscles in my arm to squeeze the so called life out of her. She fought against me, wiggling back and forth and digging her nails into my skin. I was determined to not let go. I couldn't. I had her exactly where I wanted her. I used my right hand to bend her head against the crook of my arm until I heard the snap. I chuckled to myself; loosening my grip and then jerking her head completely off. I had done it. Victoria was dead.

I stood to my feet with my hands on my knees as I stared at her headless body. Now for the rest of you. I worked quickly ripping her body apart, two arms, two legs and a torso was left. I reached into my pocket for a lighter; I figured I would need it tonight and setting the pile of limbs ablaze. I stumbled backwards as I watched the red and orange flames flicker in the night. Victoria's gone…finally. I wanted to sleep, but I continued to fight it. I turned around leaving the flames to completely consume Victoria and then turn her into ash. I trudged through the forest searching for my friends. It was then when I heard the words, "Kill her," I knew then that I was close.

I ended up in a clearing filled with fallen trees and dead bodies everywhere. Human limbs and even the creatures' dismembered bodies were constantly twitching as they prepared to regenerate themselves. Straight ahead, standing on broken trees were Joham and Anya, followed by the still alive creatures inching their way towards Anya. The Cullens were nearby, all bundled together as if they feared for their lives. They were surrounded. I saw Alice's eyes flicker my way and then elsewhere.

"So nice of you to join us," said Joham without even turning his back to look at me. I didn't say anything as the howling became closer and then I saw the pack's eyes glowing as the moonlight flickered against their eyes. "You've destroyed my entire family and even turned my first born child against me. Well, not technically my first born, but the first born of this type of species. How should I punish you for this?"

"This isn't my fault!" I yelled.

He was right in my face now, looking straight into my eyes. "Oh it isn't? If you had not gotten so close to her she would still be in that institution wilting away. I would have come for her regardless. Either way if you would have left her, no one would be dying tonight. Eventually they will, but not now." I looked over his shoulder and then he reappeared in front of Anya. "Teyha, dear, do you know that you have a much older brother?"

"Why does it matter?" said Anya.

"Because he is your brother."

"I don't have a brother or a sister."

"His name is Nahuel." He sighed, "It's a pity that I will have to destroy you and then seek him out. The two of you are so interesting. He is venomous as well. Ah! To have the two of you together would be excellent." He reached his hand out to touch her, his long fingers gliding over her soft skin. "What a waste of such beauty and perfection?"

Anthony growled loudly in the background as he watched Joham touch Anya all the way to her collarbone. I saw the scowl appear on her face, she was giving him the meanest and deathly mug I had ever seen. I looked towards Jake who was using all his strength to not unleash Anthony onto Joham, but I could tell that he was considering it. Anthony began to pace frantically, whimpering, begging Jake to let him go.

"You know Joham," said Anya while tilting her head to the side. "I could kill you right on the spot if I wanted to. Do you know what the only thing stopping me is?"

"No, Teyha. Why don't you tell me?"

"I have too much blood on my hands. Too much for one person to handle. All these former people you see around us are my responsibility. I am the one who changed them. Therefore, if they die it is all because of me."

"You feel sorry for them?"

"I do." I saw that sassy smile form on her lips as she stared back at him. "And that is why I will not kill you. I will give them the pleasure in killing you because you ordered them to do this…this fight to the death type of thing." She turned on her heels and began to walk towards the Cullens and the pack. "My blood listeners, I order you to kill him. Kill Joham."

I watched Joham fall to his hands and knees. He was hunched over, staring at the ground and then laughing loudly. "Ha! Ha! Ha!" His laughter subsided and then he looked up towards Anya as the creatures grew closer and closer to him. "Smart girl." The creatures growled loudly and then suddenly pounced onto Joham's body, the growls grew louder and louder, as they ripped into his flesh. It still felt like I could hear his insane laughter while he was being killed right before my eyes.

Anya was only a few feet away from the pack when she whispered, "I got my smarts from the best," before she swayed forward and into the warm Anthony's warm arms who caught her before she could hit the ground. I sighed in relief as the monsters continued to attack Joham, by now I assumed nothing was left of the mad scientist known as Joham. His laughter had already faded into the background. I stepped forward, my legs felt heavy as if I were paralyzed and then fell to the ground. The sleep had finally taken over me.

Jacob's POV

It was just about dawn when the blazing sun come rising over the horizon. Its glowing light pierced through the treetops and onto the thick vegetation below. The battle was finally over and I was thankful for that. All my family and friends were safe and alive, even though they all were battered and bruised, they survived. We survived our first actually real attack and I am certain that there will be more to come in the near future. I didn't know who would want to threaten us next, but we will be ready. I am proud of my pack; they stood up to the plate, protecting one another when needed. Even Quil was able to save his corny jokes for later and fight like a warrior. Anthony surprised me the most. He was so out of it, so dazed and confused. For a moment I thought that I might have to make him sit this one out, even though it wouldn't be right. He was a loose cannon after we started to fight. He couldn't control his anger and was able to pounce on anything that got in his way. We did well. I think if the Cullens were not here we probably would've ended up dead somewhere, there was so many of those things. Letting them come to La Push should be a rewarding thing for Carlisle and their family, they deserve it.

I kissed Bella's forehead as I carried her in my arms. She was still asleep. My girl did an excellent job tonight. Although, I did not see her fight Victoria, but I knew that she gave it her all. When I no longer could smell Victoria's scent I knew that someone had killed her and that lucky person happened to be my Bells. I kissed her cool forehead again and whispered, "I love you."

I glanced towards Anthony who was leaning over Anya after healing the rest of the pack members' wounds. The thing with Anthony is that he doesn't actually heal you completely, he only speeds up the process just a tad bit, which is why we call him our healer. Carlisle walked over towards them to get a better look at the two just as Anthony kneeled beside her. Anthony rubbed his fingers through her thick locks and then says, "It might hurt a bit, but bear with me." She only nods her head. After getting her approval, he held his hands over her head first and then moved his hands as if he were gathering energy. I listened as he started to mutter in Quileute. Anya yelled out in agonizing pain as the broken bone in her jaw seemed to mend itself back together. He moved lower, towards her bare torso and he worked his magic on her ribcage. Once again she screamed through clenched teeth, as the bruises and bite marks began to fade, but not completely. Anthony opened his eyes only to see Anya staring up at him. He kissed her gently on the lips and then to her abdomen as if he were cherishing her body for what it was. We all knew that those bite marks would never go away.

Anthony stood to his feet and then walked over to the white sheet spread out on the ground, where Faith's body was now covered, head and all. "Anthony? What are you doing?" I followed close behind him, but he didn't say a word as he kneeled down and then yanked the sheets from off his grandmother's body. I turned my head, not wanting to see her motionless again. I felt his emotions when Anya first informed him where Faith's body was. "You can't bring her back."

He shot a killer glare at me. "Who said I can't?" He turned back around and then held his hands over Faith's disconnected head. "I am going to mend these tissues together if it the last thing I do," he said and then closes his eyes.

Anthony worked for hours on Faith's lifeless body. It was sad watching him try so hard on something that was totally impossible to do. You can never bring the dead back to life. Never, yet he still tries. Bella sat beside me with her hand clasped in mines and her head on my shoulder as we stared at Anthony from afar. Anya was standing nearby fully healed and slightly back to her old self. She turned to face me with pleading eyes. "Make him stop, Jake."

"He won't listen to me," I stated.

"He will. Use your Alpha's command. Please, Jacob, anything. I can't take it anymore."

Bella said with a sigh, "She's right Jake. It's depressing."

Carlisle stood nearby with Esme at his side. "We should get Faith back before her body starts to deteriorate." He looks at his watch, "It's been long enough."

I sighed, "Alright," while releasing Bella's hand to go talk to Anthony.

As I approached him I heard him curse loudly. "Fuck!"

I placed my hand on his shoulder and then squeezed it gently, but firmly at the same time. He looked over his shoulder and then up towards me. His eyes were bloodshot red and tears stained his face. I watched the salty liquid fall over his cheeks and down to his shirtless chest. "Anthony…I'm sorry, but this is as far as your limit will take you. You need to stop."

"No," he said turning away and then continued to use his healing powers again. "Look closely Jake at her neck. It's working. I just wish that it was faster."

When I glanced down, right before my eyes I could see the flesh mending together, bone was forming along with her veins. It still didn't mean that she would be alive if he was able to fix all of her wounds. "You're weak. Let's go home."

"Not until I finish this."

"Anthony, listen to me. This is insane, stop it. It can't be done."

"Please," Anya called out from behind me. "Please, just stop Anthony."

He hunched over at the sound of her begging pleads and began to sob hysterically. His hands trembled as he continued to use his powers. "I-I-I can't…stop. S-S-She has to look…decent for her…f-f-funeral."

Anya wrapped her arms around his neck and rests her chin on his shoulder. She kissed his cheek ever so gently and then whispers, "Go ahead. I'll be with you all the way."

"Thank you," he whispered and then continues to perform a miracle.

Once Anthony was able to put Faith back together again. I sent a few of the other guys and a couple of the Cullens to shore so that they can bring a boat to take Faith's body to La Push. We still had a problem; the hybrids that we had locked up in the lighthouse were becoming agitated. Out of all the monsters that we fought last night, one hundred survived the aftermath. Anya was actually becoming attached to a little girl with wild, bronze ringlets that hung over her shoulders because she was an orphan just like her. The staff at the institution had taken her in and raised her the say way that they had raised Anya. The little girl had to been about five years old. She seemed quite innocent, the only thing odd about her were those piercing red eyes of her. She wasn't half crazed like the others, so I assumed she managed to get a good part of Anya's DNA transmitted from someone else.

"Anya, what are you going to do about those guys?" asked Bella as she pointed towards the locked lighthouse.

Anya balanced the small girl on her hip and then says, "Burn it down. We can't set them free. This entire place needs to be destroyed, along with Hillside. We don't need to leave evidence around or have people snooping around either." She kisses the little girl on the forehead, "This little one stays with me." She sounded grown up and more mature when she said it, as if she had grown up in just one night. She had matured into an intelligent, young woman. "Oh, and don't worry about Charlie. He won't deny me, just like this little one doesn't. Isn't that right Renesmee?"

"Yes, mommy Anya," the little girl now known a s Renesmee giggled.

Bella and I exchanged glances and said in unison, "Mommy Anya and Renesmee?"

"Yes, I'm Mommy Anya and she is Renesmee!" she laughed as well.

I think this chapter ended on a good, yet sad note. The shortness was kind of necessary. I really did hope that I did the fight scenes justice. At least it didn't turn out like the epic battle in Breaking Dawn, which led to nothing but talking. At least I had some form of fighting going on, lol. Well, this story will be coming to an end in the next chapter. It's the finale of STAY WITH ME FOREVER :( I'm sad to see it go too. I won't write a long speech in this chapter about how sad I am about it, save that for next chapter.

Anyway, thanks again for reading and I will see ya next chapter as always! :)