A/N: So I never knew I was allergic to bees until Friday morning when I stepped on one.
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Sorry I'm slow. I really don't mean to be. I have a book I'm writing with my friend, and I know it's a sad, pathetic excuse, but all the same true. My brain only goes so far! lol.

Anyway, it's here. :D

By the way, the Argeneau novels by Lynsay Sands are awesome! Totally recomend you all read them.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight .

3rd Person POV

Hikaru couldn't control the anger that flooded through him as he picked up to love seat and threw it across the room. It crashed into the wall and everyone knew that wall was destroyed.

"I told you," Hikaru screamed. "But no, don't fucking listen me! What the fuck do I know!"

"Hikaru, calm down!" Carlisle yelled above him. "Freaking out is not going to help the situation."

"Oh, and staying calm and collected is?! Fuck no! We need to go after her! We need to make sure he doesn't put his hands on her! I wont allow it!"

Hikaru didn't even see the hand coming until Bella slammed it into Hikaru's left cheek. "Take control of the situation, don't let it control you."

Kristina's POV

Ugh, my head. It felt even worse then when I left the house. And where the Hell was I. The room was dark but a little light spilled through the window at the top of the room. The room was huge to begin with. 15 feet tall maybe. The room itself was the size of a small houses basement. It was a square like a regular room, but blank. There was nothing in the room at all. Well, except a brown, torn, thin blanket.

I picked myself off the dirty floor, only to fall down it again. I was weak. No, that was an understatement. I was pathetic. I room was spinning and I felt my stomach get weak. Did they drug me? I checked myself to make sure I wasn't bleeding anywhere. Thats when I noticed I wasn't wearing the same clothes as before.

Who ever thought to put me in this outfit was a sick freak. Which Sabe was. The outfit consisted of very little cloth. It was almost like a mini, black dress with spegetti straps, yet there was sleeves that went from mid-upper arm, down past my wrist (A/N: picture on profile). In truth, it was a cute dress. But at this moment, at this time, not so much. Maybe if I was alone in a room with Hikaru. Him, sliding his head up my thigh and touching my- Kristina, focus!

Okay, what was the first rule of being kidnapped? Make sure your not injured. Check. Second, check surroundings to be sure of any cameras and/or other people. Check. Third, look for an escape. Half check.

There was no way I could reach that window. And why were there two doors in one room? I mean, I know its a big room, but its not so big you cant just walk to one door. I doubted either of them were open; Sabe's not that stupid. But, by chance he is, I might as well try.

Standing up, balanced, on my feet was the first task. Harder then expected. I had already fallen once, but I knew I needed to get up. If the door was unlocked, then I could try and get out of here. Wherever here was. I scooted next to the wall and used that to help. I collapsed twice more before being able to actually stand. Granted, most of my weight was on the wall behind me.

Slowly, I began pushing myself against the wall; sliding towards the door. I tripped a few times but always got back up. As soon as I reached the door, I could have slapped myself. Locked. I could have just sat on th ground.

Never one to give up, I made my way over to the other door. But not quite. I got half way through when I hit something, and went tumbling to the floor again. I looked around, not quite sure of what I hit into. There was nothing there.

I've gone crazy.

I reached my hand out and hit something hard. I wasn't crazy at all. The room was split in half by a wall of glass! Thats what the other door is for! These people wanted me to think I was crazy.

"Kristina, Kristina, Kristina. Tsk, tsk, tsk." I was so busy being fascinated with the glass wall, that I hadn't even heard the door open and someone walk in. The man was quite frightening looking. Very tall, almost 7 feet tall by my guess. His medium brown, shoulder length hair hung in his face like a veil. His skin was a rich brown; his chest broad and wide with muscles. He wasn't bad looking at all. "I told you to be a good little girl. Why can't you listen?"

"Sabe I presume?" My voice held courage, but I felt like a 3 year old that was just caught sneaking a cookie before dinner.

"For such a stupid girl, your not quite as stupid as I thought." Okay, knowing who he is defiantly makes his physical features go down the drain. "Now be a good girl," he said, grabbing me by the back of my hair, forcing me to stand up. "and come over here."

Before I could even blink, my spine was slammed against the wall opposite the door. "Hmm, I should have done my homework, you're quite the cutie," he continued.

"Drop dead," I spat.

"Aww, now thats not very nice, Krisy. I think I'm being very nice by not slowly pulling your scalp off by your hair. I could arrange for it, however. Though, it's a bloody process; very painful."

"Why are you doing this, Sabe? What did my family do to you? What did my friends do to yo-"

"Friends? Family?" A bitter laugh escaped his chest. "Do you not even see how pathetically, disgusting your 'family' and 'friends' are?"

"No. Enlighten me."

Sabe smirked and let me go. I managed to continue standing by the hair of my teeth. "You honestly want to know why I hate your so called family and friends so much?"

I thought about it for a moment. Did I? "Yeah."

He began to pace a few feet away from me before he stopped and began, "When you look at me, what do you think I am? Vampire? Wolf? Human? Shifter? What?"

"Vampire," I threw out. I honestly didn't know. His body was that of a wolf, but his personality was that of a vampire and his eyes were black with vampire hunger. Wolf or vampire? I'll go with the latter.

"Congrats on your first try, however, it's wrong...somewhat. You see, Kristina (A/N: of course the evil guy has to tell her the plan and his past. Gosh! Its in the code of bad guys), my life has always been unusually difficult."

"Oh, boo hoo, so has everyone else's," I interrupted. Bad idea. Sabe grabbed me by what little cloth I had on my body, lifted me, and slammed be back into the wall.

"Shut up and let me talk!"

"Sorry, sorry, go on."

He let go and composed himself before continuing. "Did you know that male vampires still have live sperm for a day after the three days of the transformation?" Eww, that wasn't something I wanted to know. "My mother was in her family cottage one summer. She was alone when my father, a new born vampire, came and rapped and drank her blood. Everyone knew -oh everyone- that she was pregnant. But what they didn't know, was that it was a vampire who was the father."

"Save me the sap story, Sabe.What has this have anything to do with me?"

"Shut your mouth, and maybe I'll tell you!"

"Okay, shutting up."

"Thank you," he spat. "My mother knew he was a vampire. Not because he bit her, but because she could smell him."

"Wait...then she was a..."

"Werewolf. Yeah. I'm the freak among the freaks."

A/N: OOOOOH SHIT! Sabe is half vampire, half wolf! OMG!
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Hehe, now, ending here probably confuses some people still of WHY he hates the pack and the Cullens. That shall be explained next time. Hehe, gotta have a little cliff hangers.