Chapter 25: Isle of victory
I would like to tell that I felt triumph when the safe opened and showed me the precious little vile. But I didn't feel any. Because the vile was very small, a little too small. It would be empty in one quick gulp.
"What if this isn't the only safe?" Rosalie voiced my thoughts, her blue eyes gleaming with anxiety.
"It has to be," I insisted uneasily. "Eleazor said that a large amount of the antidote could kill the hunters."
"So, what, do they like mix it with water and drink?" She rubbed her temples wearily.
"I don't know, Rose."
"Girls, if both don't come out now, I'm going to break in." A male voice boomed through the other side of the door.
Shit, we had almost forgotten the guard who had escorted us to Charlie's office.
"No need for that," I called out. I quickly poured the contents of the vile, a yellowish liquid, into the toilet and flushed it. I paused, thunderstruck, not knowing what to fill it with. A grin crept into my face when I spotted a yellow bottle inside the cabinet. 'Phenoyl - for effective toilet cleaning', the label read.
After Rosalie had placed the new useless vile, which was filled with the contents of the now empty phenoyl bottle, inside the safe and closed the door, I let myself and her out of the room.
"You took long enough." The guard commented with an ugly scowl as he led us back to the room where we sat earlier.
He locked the door behind us and only then I realized something.
"Rose, Jacob said that everyone in the hunter's organization thought we were dead and only that he-"
"-and Makenna knew." Rosalie finished for me.
"So the guard also knows now?" I asked, frowning.
"Did you notice something, Bella?" She sat on the couch with a sigh. "The guard took us through an empty corridor. I'm pretty sure he was anxious about someone seeing us."
"But," My voice faltered. "There were atleast 5 hunters who took us to see Edward. It means, they also know."
"I think..." Rosalie swallowed. "Everyone under Charlie's control knows we are both alive. Only the head organization doesn't."
"There is no head, Rose." I picked up a paper from the table, stared at it and looked back at her. "Read it."
She did and her gasp was loud. "Uh-oh. There are hunters organization all over the world? So Charlie has managed to convince the others about our death and now they had agreed to execute the Cullens. They have blind belief in this old man. I wonder what he did to make himself so trust worthy."
"Okay, we need to go on to..plan B." I suggested wryly.
"And what is it?" Rosalie didn't seem eager.
"We have to prove to the other organizations that we are alive, duh!"
"And how in the world are we going to do that in two hours?" She rolled her eyes.
The thing was, I hadn't thought about that part yet. I was hoping that there might be some way to save Edward and the others. I was a desperate love struck girl ready to do anything to save my lover. Well, wasn't that corny.
"We have to tr-r-ry!" I wailed, raising my hands in exasperation.
She nodded uncertainly. "I'm ready to lay down my life for true love. You and Edward truly inspire me."
"Inspire you enough to make you fall for Emmett?" I asked, while I wiped tears from my eyes. I wondered when I will see Edward. And we were running out of time. If I was right, there were more 2 hours left for the Cullens to die.
Rosalie didn't answer me instead raised her shining eyes towards me. "I really hope your plan works. Otherwise, I'm going to strangle you to death."
"Our plan," I corrected.
"So, where exactly is the nearest organization located?" She inquired.
"Ummm, the paper here mentions something about...Seattle." I shrugged.
"Just great! How are we going to get there so fast?"
"We can speed travel on Tanya's back." I suggested.
"You mean, we have to go on a piggy ride on the back of the Denalis? Forget it." Rosalie cried.
My cell suddenly vibrated silently in my jean pocket. I picked it up quickly when I saw Tanya's name flash on the screen.
"Did you do it? Are you both still safe?" Tanya breathed into the phone, her soprano voice slightly nervous.
"Yes, we changed the vile." I paused. "How about you guys?"
"Eleazor managed to sneak past the security in the basement and he exchanged the ash wood with ordinary wood." She spoke lightly but I could hear the undeniable pride under the surface.
"So are we good to go?" I quickly explained my next plan to her.
"No, don't do that. You won't have enough time and we won't know if they pre-pone the execution. Here's what we do."
The line went dead before she could finish the sentence. I told Rosalie that and she suddenly gasped, pointing towards the window. The window was covered with dust and a hand in an incredible speed wrote something on it.
We fight with the Cullens.
"Oh!"
"That's nice. It means that we don't have to go piggy ride on their back." Rosalie sighed with pleasure.
"So, should we run now?" I asked.
"Too bad. You both are not going anywhere." Charlie appeared before us, his nostrils flaring.
"What the hell?" Rosalie cried in disgust.
"Bind them and throw them in the basement." He ordered.
Three bulky guards appeared and threw us over their shoulder like we were weightless dolls. I clawed and punched and kicked but his death grip didn't loosen. Rosalie was doing the same but she wasn't successful either.
"You are crazy," Rosalie informed Charlie the universally known fact.
"You are!" Charlie snarled. "You both took the vampires side instead of the humans. So suffer with them."
"How did you.." I trailed off.
Charlie chuckled gleefully. "You both were acting a little fishy ever since you came back to me. So I kept a track of your calls."
"You were spying on our calls? You totally lost it. You're nuts. King of nuts." Rosalie wouldn't stop screaming.
Suddenly an alert noise filled the whole building and a red light in the corner started glowing wildly.
Charlie cursed, threw us one last furious look and bolted out of the room, shouting in his walkie-talkie.
"I take it that the war had started?" Rosalie threw me a hopeful look. I gave her a wobbly nod.
I struggled against the cold metal linking on my wrists. "We...can't...even...get...out. This thing...SUCKS."
"What about blood?" She questioned.
"What about blood?" I repeated with a raised eyebrow.
"Okay, I read this in a magazine where the hero made his wrists bleed and after his entire hand was wet, he slipped his hand out of the metal." Rosalie grinned widely.
"Gross," I declared. "You go first."
She scowled but nodded. With her sharp manicured nails, she began to scratch her wrist. I turned away, unable to watch. After a few seconds, I began to do the same for my wrists.
I cried out the second time as the nails had gone very deep and dark red blood gushed out painfully. When I tried to slip my hand out of the metal, the bruised open cut on my wrist brushed against it.
"Bella, I'm so sorry. This idea was really...dumb." Rosalie said regretfully when she saw my tears.
I shook my head and continued trying. I began thinking about Edward and how good it would be to be back in his arms again. It helped a little and astonishingly, both of my wrists came out.
Only then I realized what a bloody mess my hands were. Rosalie's looked worse and her eyes were red too. I poked the cut and winced.
"Let's get out." She suggested.
"Wait!" I screamed. "Our hands are covered in blood and there is a load of vengeance filled vampires lurking outside. Do you really think that they would identify us...when they are killing the hunters? I'm pretty sure they would follow their animal instincts and hunt us before they even realize it."
"Why should there always be an obstacle in the things we are doing. This is seriously...seriously exhausting, you know." She swallowed loudly.
I glanced at the window and back at her. She nodded understanding.
"I'm scared. Do you think the Cullens and the Denalis are okay?" I asked, drumming my hand against the steering wheel.
"I hope so," Rosalie sighed. "I texted Tanya just seconds before. I clearly mentioned that we are back in our cars and waiting."
"Good." I leaned back in the seat and kept my eyes fixed on the window upstairs.
"Is your hand dry yet?" She asked.
I looked down at my hands. Fortunately, we had found an old shirt in Rosalie's car trunk. We quickly tore it into neat pieces and tied it around our bleeding cuts.
"I guess so." I shrugged, inspecting it.
"Look! A spider, there!." She cried suddenly, momentarily distracted.
"Where?" I immediately pulled my legs up, looking down frantically.
"I don't know!" She pulled her legs up too. "I just saw it down there and it disappeared."
"Open the damn door." I shouted
We both got out, slamming the door shut. I scanned myself from bottom to top, to see if there was a spider on me.
"Of all the things to be frightened, like vampires and hunters, you both are scared by a single spider."
I whirled around and cupped my mouth in shock. Edward, Emmett, Carlisle, Esme, Alice, Jasper, Tanya and her entire family stood a few yards away, completely unharmed.
"Oh My God!" I was running before I even realized what I was doing.
Edward caught me halfway, effortlessly swinging me around. I started laughing while tears poured down my cheeks.
"Oh Bella," He sighed as he hugged me tightly.
"You're okay." I squeezed him more, letting loose a few tears.
"You're safe…..I missed you so much, Bella." Edward pressed a cold kiss to my temple.
"Me too," I wasn't even blinking, afraid that he'll vanish.
I peeked under his elbow and saw a miraculous never-before-seen sight. Emmett and Rosalie were hugging too.
"What happened to the hunters? To my da….to Charlie?" I questioned.
"They lost. Their vile didn't work, thanks to you, and they didn't have ash wood either. They were completely unarmed and unmatched against us. It would've ended sooner, if it weren't for my great debate." He explained, his fingers tracing my face line.
"What debate?" Rosalie turned towards him expectantly.
"Gee, Rose, I didn't know you were listening. I thought you were pre occupied." I commented drily. She winked at me.
"I wanted to let Charlie go while the others clearly didn't. Finally they accepted. Charlie's probably on his way to complain to the next organization." Edward seemed cheery about it.
"Well, I don't really feel good about the second chance. You're way too merciful." I fondly pecked him on the lips.
He grinned widely. "You should've seen the hunters face when they realized that they had not drunk the vile but something else."
"Phenoyl," I said with pride filled smile.
"Nasty stuff," Tanya wrinkled her nose. "Some aimed me for puking."
I let out a chuckle. "Thanks Tanya, for doing this."
"You're a part of our family now. You can call for help whenever you want." She smiled, puffing her shiny blond hair over her shoulder.
"C'mon, let's go home. I'm tired." I said, leaning back on Edward's chest.
"Nice way of trying to escape." He commented. "But you are hurt. The cut is too deep."
He inspected my hand and his cold touch felt good against the bruise. "It's okay. Don't stress yourself with my blood."
"Bella," He murmured only to me. "It doesn't affect me anymore. This morning, when I was locked up in the cellar, all I could think about was not seeing you again, not having you in my arms again. And now, to have you back, its heaven and it feels like I can only see you. I can't even smell your blood."
"Nice," I grinned teasingly at him. "That's very assuring considering the fact that Rosalie and I jumped down from the window. I'm fairly sure that I have a broken rib and hip. If we had only known about that."
"I'll make it better." He smiled back, squeezing my hip.
Carlisle cleared his throat and smiled at me. "Rosalie, you, Edward and Emmett can go in the car. The others, well, we'll travel in our own way." He winked.
We got inside the car and I nestled against Edward's side. He didn't seem to be letting me go anytime soon. I glanced up casually and froze when I saw a figure at the top window watching us.
The last thing I saw as we pulled away from the Godforsaken building was Charlie's defeated face.
Ah guys, the epilogue is next and the story is ending. I hope you all liked this chapter and I'm pretty sure I'll post the next chapter very soon.
-BellaEdwardJacobLove
