Disclaimer: You have no idea how sick I am getting of writing this sentence over and over again; I do not own Twilight. It's pretty much a given; if I, or anyone else for that matter, owned Twilight, then what the hell would we be doing here writing about it when we could just be adding to the series and making money from it? Anyway, I also don't own anything that looks familiar or sounds familiar. A lot of it belongs to the show Charmed and everyone who created, wrote, directed, and all that other junk for the show.

Rated: T.

Author: Paige Turner.

Summary: AU. '...' Honestly, I can't think of a summary to write for this. Just know that if you like my other stuff, you like supernatural, and you like A/B, then you should definitely give this a read. It's my favourite of all my stuff right now. ^^

Bella.

Tanya.

Kate.

KATE

Kate… Help me…

Kate's black-streaked blonde hair whipped around as she turned, her green and brown eyes searching the enormous trees surrounding her. Her sister's voice was slow, quiet, weak, and it frightened her. She hadn't ever heard it like that before. Tanya was always the strong one, emotionally, mentally, physically, you name it. She was the epitome of strength throughout their lives, her rock and Bella's anchor. Even when times were so tough, and it didn't look like there was any way out, she would put on a brave face and soldier through it for them.

To hear her so… vulnerable was like a slap in the face for Kate, and it shook her.

With fragile courage, Kate picked a direction and started running, intent on getting to her sister. Obviously something happened, something…bad? If Tanya needed help then yes, it was definitely something bad. Was it the Witch? Had she found Tanya? Did they fight, and was Tanya hurt? Were they still fighting, and was Tanya fending her off, keeping her busy, while she waited for backup?

Kate picked up the pace, frantically searching the woods around her for either her sister or the Witch.

Where are you?

She hopped a fallen tree, landing in a puddle on the other side and stopped to catch her breath. Her mind raced without the immediate reply from her sister, and she ran her hands through her hair, looking this way and that way, narrowing her eyes. "Tanya," she called out. "Bella? Can you hear me?"

A twig snapped, and she whirled around with hopeful eyes, only to be met by a pair of dull brown and blue ones. The hope in her chest shattered, and she could almost physically feel it, forcing the air painfully out of her lungs. A split second later, rage started filling up that now vacant space, and she clenched her fists tightly, her voice low and dangerous. "You…"

Jessica smirked and then turned, dashing away into the trees behind her.

"Where's my sister," Kate snarled at her, racing off after her.

ALICE

"There's a city up ahead. We'll have to slow down or take a cab through it," Felix said, already slowing his pace along with Demetri. The two Volturi looked behind them, fifty yards away, at the Cullens, who quickly caught up.

It was times like this that made Felix wonder why any vampire would drink animal blood rather than human blood. Why would anyone choose to be less? Weaker, slower, more vulnerable?

His eyes traveled over the hulking form of the largest Cullen.

Especially that one. As it was, Felix wasn't sure he could take him, but if this vampire switched to human blood, the absolute power he could have would make him nearly unstoppable. Did he know that? Were the Cullens aware of the drawbacks to their diet? Or had the doctor lied to them? Would they be so high and mighty, would they choose the 'moral high ground' if they knew what it meant to truly be a vampire? Had any of them ever tasted human blood?

"We'll cut through alleys, or go around," Alice said as she approached, her dark eyes losing focus.

Demetri watched with fascination as her blank eyes flickered back and forth, scanning the future. He found her gift positively wondrous and was quickly becoming enamoured with the girl. Aro most certainly had impeccable taste if he wanted this one to join their guard. He couldn't even imagine how much an oracle could strengthen them.

The others were gathering around each other, coming up with plans to get through the city quickly and efficiently without being seen. Demetri blurred behind Alice, her back nearly touching his chest as he leaned down to her ear. A malicious grin tugged at his lips, his smooth voice slithering in her ear. "I can't imagine what it must be like, losing your mate like this." Her shoulders stiffened, but she refused to be pulled from her visions. "Such dread, anxiety, such rage… How easily it could have been prevented."

Felix's eyes met Demetri's, matching grins on their faces, as Felix spoke louder, gaining the Cullens' attention and keeping it from the blonde's stealthy efforts of swaying Alice.

The blonde's crimson gaze lowered back to the pixie in front of him, her pale, slender neck muscles straining as she clenched her jaw. "Look what your diet has brought you, what your coven has given you—devastation. You could have been stronger, you could have tried to protect her, as a strong coven would have. We would have." A look of distaste passed over his face as he gazed at the other Cullens. "A powerful oracle such as yourself does not belong amongst such weakness. You belong with the Volturi, treated like royalty, you and your mate. Crushing your enemies, like the people who took your Bella."

Alice's breath hitched in her throat, pain grasping at her chest.

"We will save her, and then we can protect her, Alice." His tone grew stronger, a demand lacing his voice. "Join us, Alice, join Aro, and you won't ever have to worry about her again."

Rosalie's eyes snapped over to the foul words spilling from his mouth. She blurred over and pulled her sister into her arms and away from Demetri. "What do you think you're doing? She is not joining you. Not now, not ever. If you ever try to take advantage of my little sister while she's vulnerable like this again, I'm going to rip your spine out through your nose. Got it?" she hissed, her eyes darkening dangerously.

Demetri's crimson eyes flashed, his grin growing bigger, before he nodded and bowed his head. "Of course," he murmured, walking over to Felix. The two shared a look, the smiles on their faces twisting Jasper's gut.

Blinking rapidly, Alice looked up and around. "A street has been shut down, a flooding of some sort. Wait for my signal, and then follow me as fast as you can."

The others tensed, getting ready for this 'signal,' an uneasy feeling washing over them as they glanced at the Volturi a final time.

TANYA

She was surprised that she wasn't more afraid.

Here she was, propped up against a large tree in the middle of a forest…somewhere around London, bleeding quite profusely, with her sister cowering across the little clearing, mumbling, rambling, and looking at her like she was a complete stranger.

If there was any time in life to be afraid, this was it.

And yet she just felt tired. Cold and tired.

With great effort, Tanya shook the fatigue from her and cleared her throat. "Bella," she called gently. The ragged girl's face whipped up, those black eyes staring at her. She grimaced, trying to focus on her sister's face. "What…what happened, Bella? What did she do to you?"

"Who?"

Tanya clenched her jaw, shifting around painfully and waved the skittish girl over to her. "Come here," she said. "Please, I won't hurt you. I promise."

Slowly, the dark haired girl stood up to her full height, straightening out. The energy around her rippled with the action. "Nothing but words to be put into an action, a pinky promise, bound by innocence." Her voice cracked and was raspy, breaking halfway through those eerie words, but it still held the slow, quiet certainty it always had. There wasn't a single time Tanya could remember where Bella took back her words, she always chose them carefully and always meant what she said.

"I don't understand…" She trailed off as her sister crouched down a foot away from herself, holding out a bloodied, battered hand. Tanya's brows furrowed before she hesitantly reached out, curling her pinky finger around her sister's. "Okay. Now can you tell me what she did?"

"Who?" The query was repeated again, and Tanya held back from snapping at her.

Instead she took a deep breath. "The Witch, Bella. The one who kidnapped you. Do you remember her?" She pointed to the shackle on her sister's other wrist, the skin a raw angry red from struggling so much, with blood staining the metal.

Maybe it was better if Bella couldn't remember? Just looking at the girl, Tanya already knew it was…horrific to say the least. She looked like she had been tossed through the grinder, and it was a miracle really, that she could still stand there, staring at Tanya like that. It would explain all the trembling, the ripples of energy, Bella almost glowing at times; she must have been constantly absorbing energy.

"The girl who you were with before me."

Bella's eyelashes fluttered, her skull throbbing in pain as she tried to push through the hazy fog. Images flashed behind her eyelids, and she gasped, her hands coming up to hold her head. "No! No, no, no, no, no. No." She blinked up at the blonde, whimpering quietly. "It hurts," she whispered.

Tears spilled over from Tanya's eyes, down her cheeks as she watched her sister drowning in pain. "I'm sorry, Bella." She reached out, shaking her head when the girl flinched back away from her hands. "I'm so sorry. I should have protected you."

Bella watched those tears fall and fall, leaving streaks on that pale skin. Her chest tightened painfully and she knew somehow, for some reason, she was the cause of this girl's pain., of this girl's tears. Chewing on her bottom lip, she huffed and tossed herself against the tree next to the blonde. She shifted until their legs were touching, ignoring the damp puddle of red that was staining the forest floor and tree behind them, taking the crying girl's hand in her own.

Tanya would have jumped in surprise if she could, but she was numb below her waist. She blinked the tears from her eyes, sniffling, and looked at her sister. "What—"

"Don't cry," Bella cut her off. "I will find this Bella and protect her for you." She missed the frustrated and helpless look she received, closing her eyes instead. "You'll see, Crying Girl, I'll make this better."

Tanya wished Kate would answer her already. That she would come rushing through the trees soon to help them both, because she was getting more and more tired as the seconds ticked by. Her head lolled to the side, resting on Bella's shoulder, and she took another deep breath. Her lungs were starting to burn. "What are you doing?"

"I'm looking for her."

She cracked a smile. "With your eyes closed?"

"If you have any better ideas, I'm all ears." Bella paused, tilting her head to the side. "And eyes, and mouths, and noses. An entire face that is my own, but she has many. Too many. She hides behind them all. She is a lie."

Tanya struggled to question her sister, to ask what she meant, if she was talking about the Witch, what else she knew. To see if it was actually her sister again.

But it was too much of a challenge to even open her eyes.

She prayed Kate would get there soon.

KATE

"Chicken," Kate hollered. Her voice echoed back at her through the trees, over and over until it faded into nothing and she was left with silence yet again.

How long had she been chasing that damn witch? Minutes? Hours? It was darker now, the sunlight hiding behind trees, but still light enough for her to see. Bracing her hands on her knees, she leaned over, panting, and tried to catch her breath again. Kate felt like she was being led on a wild goose chase, and the sinking feeling in her gut told her this goose chase was to get her farther and farther away from her sisters.

She had tried turning around, about ten minutes ago, but she had absolutely no idea where she was anymore. She wasn't sure if she was going forwards or backwards, or if she was even going in a circle. Tanya's lack of answer was only adding to her growing frustration and hysteria.

Kate couldn't lose Tanya too. Not another sister. Not another person.

She said that after Renee, after Charlie. After Mr. and Mrs. Denali, and Irina, she swore she wouldn't let it happen again. She was so sick of losing people.

And now she was on the verge of losing two more.

"No." Kate shook her head, setting her shoulders and glaring through the trees. "I said I won't and I won't. You can't have them! You hear me? They're mine, and you can't have them!" With a new burning determination, she chose a new path and set down it, taking her first step—

Kate gasped, barely having enough time for her eyes to widen before she flew backwards half a dozen yards and landed on the ground in a heap.

Her head was spinning as she fumbled around, struggling to get her feet underneath her and pushed herself up, blearily looking around.

What was that?

"If you find the blonde, you can keep her. I'm not interested in anyone but my lovely Isabella."

Kate's head snapped up, her eyes frantically searching for the source of the voice. "Where are you?"

Again, she was airborne and flying into the closest tree, like an invisible hand plucked her right off the ground and tossed her aside.

She muffled her cry, grabbing her throbbing shoulder, and stared up at the darkening sky above her. That hurt. She took a deep breath through her nose and gingerly sat up, getting to her knees. "Show your face, coward. Let's see how strong you are head to head, no more of this sneaking around, these cheap shots."

The forest was still and silent, the breeze rustling through the leaves of the trees.

Kate stood to her feet again, her hand still gripping her burning shoulder. She stepped away from the tree, turning around and around to find the witch.

Nothing.

"Come on," she taunted, raising her voice as she searched the trees. "If you want her, you're going to have to fight for her. I won't let her go."

She didn't have to wait a heartbeat before she was pinned to one of the trees. Those dull brown and blue eyes glared up at her fiercely, an ugly snarl on the witch's lips. "I will take her then. You can't stop me. No one can."

Jessica half yelped, half gasped as she flung herself away from the blonde. She stared down at her stinging hands with wide eyes, willing the pain away. Slowly her eyes traveled back up to Isabella's sister, who was standing tall above her, blue bolts of electricity dancing along her body, more focused at her hands.

"Wanna bet?"

ALICE

The vampires all skidded to a stop before the destroyed cabin.

Their minds whirled as they tried to comprehend what could have happened inside to cause such a state of the small building. Glass was spread through the grass beneath window spaces, the pieces of the door amongst their feet and lodged into a few nearby trees. Cracks were spaced throughout the bulging walls of the cabin, some spider-webbing away, others just tears in the wood.

If Alice didn't know any better, she'd swear a bomb had gone off inside.

The breeze blew against them, carrying a sweet, seductive scent with it. Carlisle's nostrils flared as the others shifted uncomfortably around him. "Blood."

"There are no heartbeats," Esme murmured quietly. She waited for someone to tell her she was hearing wrong, that there was one healthy, strong heartbeat inside, that the owner of the heartbeat was unharmed and waiting patiently for them to take her home.

Esme felt her heart breaking as the seconds ticked by and everyone remained silent.

"Bella's a fighter," Emmett insisted, startling his mate who jumped at the sudden booming noise. "She's still out here somewhere."

Alice cleared her throat, shaking the dark thoughts from her mind, and clung to Emmett's words like a life line. "Yes, you're right. She's okay. She is." The pixie turned to look at everyone. "She couldn't have gotten far." Unless she Shimmered… What if—what if she's back home already? Alice had to get rid of the Volturi brothers so she could call Tanya and ask. Were they just wasting even more time here? "Edward, you take Demetri and head north, Felix, you and Emmett can go south, Rose and Esme, you can search west, Carlisle and Jasper will search east."

"Where are you going to search?" Jasper asked, concerned.

Her golden eyes flickered back over to the cabin that was barely standing. "I'm going to look around here first and then catch up."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." She smiled weakly. "I am."

"Alright."

The others slowly trickled off in their designated directions, a few of them sparing glances back at Alice before they disappeared into the trees.

She sighed deeply, her shoulders slumping as she fought to not collapse into herself. She hesitantly approached the cabin, stepping in through where the door once was. The floorboards creaked under her feet as she walked across the floor, taking in all the furniture pushed up against the walls. "Tossed" might have been a better word, she decided, as she took in the shattered glass that used to be vases, lamps, and other things.

Her eyes locked onto the chain and shackle lying on the floor in front of the fire place, her eyes darkening at the crimson stains on the metal. She crouched down in front of it, following the chain all the way to the hole in the floorboard, a matching one not two feet away. There were four light track marks going forwards and backwards mostly, though a few side to side…right where chair legs would sit.

Someone was chained to a chair, putting up a violent struggle.

Bella had been…

Alice gasped, a pale hand shooting up to cover her mouth as she shook her head. Her other hand slowly reached down, running her pale fingers over the grooves in the floor, her eyes filling with tears that would never fall. Her mate had been in such pain and she was sitting around the manor waiting for something to happen.

She looked away to the chain farthest from her, noticing the lack of a shackle and how much shorter this one seemed. The last link on it was broken. A deep red hand print was on the wooden floor next to it, small spots and drops scattered around the area.

Bella's bleeding, her mind raced.

Her hands were blurs until both chains were wrapped around them, and with a snarl she straightened up and pulled, ripping the chains up, tearing through the floor. She hurled them back down, viscously ripping her phone out of her pocket, nearly crushing it in her haste to call one of the sisters.

She paced the cabin, growling and snarling to herself as it continued to ring and ring and ring.

"Pick up, pick up, pick up…"

Tanya had been desperate to go with them, so worried about her sister. Shouldn't she be waiting by her phone with bated breath? Shouldn't she have jumped at the sound of her phone and rushed to answer?

Why was she letting it ring!

"Hello?"

Alice froze, the phone almost falling from her hand. It was as if someone had dumped a buck of cold water on her and it took her a minute to function again.

"B-Bella?"

"I'll protect her."

The pixie slowly shook her head, her brows creasing in confusion. "What? Bella, is that you? Where are you? I was so worried and scared! I tried to reach you, but you were gone just like that, but I found you. I found you, and I'm coming to get you, Bella. Tell me where you are. What can you see?" She shot off, racing out of the house and into the trees.

"Such a pretty voice. Like bells, musical bells that chase the pain away. Healing bells. Why do they make me feel so good?"

"You're not making sense, my Bella. What's wrong? Tell me where you are, I need you in my arms. Please."

"Crying Girl won't wake up, she has Sleeping Beauty's curse, and I need your healing bells, Pretty Voice."

"Bella, I don't understand!" Some of the hysteria returned to Alice's voice as she raced throughout the trees, looking for the girl.

"The bells sound sad… It's my fault again." Alice listened to Bella take a deep breath, her voice troubled and frustrated. "There are gaps where my thoughts fall through, and they make you sad. They make Crying Girl upset. I can't fill them."

"Bella…"

"She took my thoughts, pulled them from my head… She hid them in the heavy fog so that I can't find them, so that you don't know what I know." Bella paused. "But I locked away the best ones."

"Tell me where you are, Bella."

"I will help Crying Girl before the fog thickens again, before I don't know what I know now."

"Bella, wait—" The line disconnected as her mate hung up on Alice. "Where are you?"

Somewhere in these woods. Her mate was somewhere in these woods, and Alice was going to find her. And once she did, she would try to figure out why Bella was talking like that, what this other witch did. Then she was going to hunt this witch down and kill her.

Her nostrils flared as she sniffed the air, searching for a faint scent to follow.

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Boom – update!

Been a while, sorry 'bout that, but I was, um, lazy really. Just lazy. No excuses. Sorry.

Tell me what you think, eh? All our little situations going on, Kate and Jessica, Tanya and Bella, Alice and the Cullens. Who will find who first? Will Kate kick Jess's ass? Will Bella help Tanya in time? Will Alice find Bella? What's up with Felix and Demetri?

Reviewwww!

-Paige.