"I said, where do you think you are taking my newest possession?" he asked again.

I didn't want to look at him, I'd promised myself I never would again, but I would have to if I wanted to get Bella out of here.

Summoning up my wits, I looked him in the eye and responded simply,

"Home."

"This is her home now. You may not take her from here."

"I will, even if it means killing you." I hissed.

"Can you kill all of us before we get ahold of little Miss Bella?" he cackled, turning to look over his shoulder.

I followed his line of sight and wasn't surprised to find an army of demonic creatures, all hissing and drooling.

He had me, and he knew it. I wouldn't be able to kill them all before one of them go their hands on Bella. Attempting it would be suicidal, for both of us.

'Come on, Syke! Get yourself out of this.' My mind hissed, but I blocked it out.

I needed to think, I had to get Bella out of here.

The truth hit me like a ton of bricks, but to be honest I wasn't surprised. Some part of me knew it would come down to this eventually.

"I'll make you a deal." I said, watching as that sickening grin spread across his face.

"God, I hope they both make it back alright." Alice mumbled, looking around at her family. Seeing their depressed faces.

'Please, Syke. Get both your asses here in one piece.' She thought.

And so her wish was granted.

There, in the middle of the living room floor, a figure was materializing in a bright white light. A light so bright that every vampire had to look away from it until it dimmed down and the lighting in the living room was once again normal.

When they turned back, they couldn't believe their eyes.

Standing there was a man with hair of spun gold and eyes blue as the morning sky. He glowed with majesty and put all vampiric beauty in the room to shame.

And in his arms lay Bella, whole and asleep.

Edward fell to his knees, shock and utter amazement apparent on his face.

The man set Bella down on the rug, not a word escaping his lips.

Until he stod and his eyes found Jasper.

"The Volturi will never come near you again, neither will any snatcher. You are free to live your lives in peace, free of any worry." His voice was like music, floating through the room.

"What about Syke?" Jasper asked.

"Worry not about her, vampire. She is where she belongs." Jasper didn't like the way this man smiled while he said those words. As a matter of fact, Jasper didn't like anything about this man.

'He seems familiar.' Jasper thought, scoping through his memories. It came flooding back then. His trip to Hell, Syke saving him, everything.

"Lucifer." Jasper hissed, glaring at the man.

"Jasper, how have you been lad?" Lucifer asked, pleasant as ever.

"Where is Syke?" Jasper hissed.

"I've told you, she is where she belongs. Rotting in Hell." He cackled, before sinking into the floor.

Jasper went numb then.

'No, it can't be true.' He thought.

Bella gasped as she came to, and then fell into awful sobs.

"She.. she made. . a.. a deal with the devil! She… she sold … sold her soul for me!" Bella shrieked between sobs.

Edward held her while she screamed, wearing the same unbelieving expression that the rest of his family wore.

It was unbelievable. They would never see Syke again. Ever, she was gone from their lives as quickly as she had come. She had changed so much in their lives, she had brought the sun with her. And now she was gone, taking the sunshine with her.

Bella suddenly went limp, then looked up into Jasper's eyes.

"Don't count me out yet. You can always find me where you least expect it. I love you all, thank you." Bella smiled, before passing out.

Me: Look for the sequel soon to come! It will be called Running through Hell.