AN: Is anybody still reading this? :( Sooooooooooo sorry! I feel like all I ever do is apologize for not posting sooner, but I'm a perfectionist and with the Volturi involved, I wanted this chapter to be perfect. They are not to be messed with.

Thank you all for your patience; I hope it is worth the wait.


Sleeping is a difficult thing...well, when you're like me. I had to phased back to human during the night time or else I'd be dead in the morning (no pun intended). My body, while completely vampire during the day, does weird things if I don't acquire some normal human sleep. I'm not like a normal vampire that can run and run and run on no sleep for the rest of eternity. I need to fulfill the needs for my entire physiological self. Running on my vampire fumes wears me out if I don't switch from one to the other every now and then.

Before I started phasing as regularly as I do now, I could remain human and not effect my body. Whenever I've gotten sleep and then phased, it's sort of like a battery charger: I feel like a much stronger Newborn than I would have if I kept my vampireness. I'm literally a Newborn...which means that I'd eventually start to lose my strength if I was constantly a vampire or, at least, that's what Carlisle suggested the other day when I first showed signs of weakening when I wasn't allowed to phase back on the first night.

Since Gemma was safely guarded in the Compound and Leah could sense a vampire in the area if one of the half-vampire sisters still learning control decided to make a midnight snack out of me, my parents decided that I was safe to remain human for sleeping hours. Besides, Leah couldn't sleep with me phased and I needed some actual sleep if I wanted to be at the top of my game for tomorrow's big showdown with the Volturi.

Anyways, I had just gotten snuggled up into bed after our final practice when someone knocked on the bedroom door.

"Go away." Leah growled, throwing her pillow at the door with the perfect aim of a werewolf in need of sleep.

"I promise I'll just be a minute." Sammy's voice. What did he want this late at night?

"It's late, Sammy." I said, hoping not to speak too loudly and spook Leah. The she-wolf was definitely not in the mood right now to be messed with. "Can it wait until tomorrow?"

"I, uh, please Mary? I'll make it quick." Sammy said vulnerably. Whatever it was that he had to tell me, it must be serious. Of course it was, though. The Volturi were coming tomorrow.

"You'd better go out and see the pup. He's never going to leave us alone until you do." Leah mumbled angrily into her remaining pillow, her dark eyes lifting open for barely a second to look at mine. The seriousness of that brief second was enough to convince me if Sammy's light pleading hadn't already done so.

I nodded, though Leah didn't see it, and slipped as quietly from my bed as I could. I shuffled into my fuzzy pink slippers and tied my robe tighter around my waist before opening the bedroom door. Sammy let out a small, almost inaudible sigh when he saw me.

"God, I've missed your eyes." Sammy blurted out, his deep brown eyes mirroring mine.

I blushed in response, feeling stupid that the heat rushing to my face shocked me after being phased for so long.

"And that." He said, touching my pink cheek lightly. "I've missed that a lot, too."

"Is that what you wanted to tell me?" I asked, my heartbeat fluttering at the feel of his hand on my face. He looked like he wanted to comment on the sound of my heartbeat that had been absent for the past week when I'd seen him, but he refrained. He smirked, though, so I knew what he was thinking. He had missed my heartbeat most of all.

"I can't protect you tomorrow, Mary." Sammy said, his hand covering his face as if this confession was supposed to shock me. He looked up at me when I didn't respond. "You knew this was the plan?"

I shook my head. "No. But I assumed as much." I stated honestly. "Really, it makes the most sense. Everyone is on their own out there. I shouldn't be an exception just because of my connection to so many people."

"I don't see how you can be so calm about all of this." Sammy said, standing up suddenly, his fists clenched at his side.

"I'm realistic, Sammy." I said, reaching out and grabbing my imprint's balled up fist. "I can't have the Volturi looking at me specially. To be a secret weapon, I have to be a secret."

"That's what Alice said." Sammy said, sinking back into the couch next to me.

I raised an eyebrow. "You spoke with Alice about this?"

"The pixie came to me." His voice was so sad and defeated. I didn't like it one bit. The fight seemed to leave him as soon as I confessed that I didn't need him. "She told me that I can't protect you because of Aro's interest in the wolves and because you're just too unique for your own good."

"It's all going to work out. I promise." I tried to reassure my imprint, but he was not having that.

"Let's run away. Now, before the battle starts. If we hop on a plane right now, our scents might not be traceable when the Volturi get here in the morning!" The life returned to his eyes as he tried to convince me of his plan. He seemed more desperate than I had ever seen him.

"I'm needed here. I can't abandon my family. No matter what the outcome is tomorrow, we will have all stood together. I can't leave now just because you're scared of the possibilities." I said calmly, watching the hope drain from his expressive eyes yet again.

"Yeah, I know." If he sounded defeated before, that was nothing to how he sounded now.

"It's going to all work out, Sammy." I repeated. "Don't worry."

My imprint scoffed. "How can I not worry when I have to leave you unprotected?"

"Do you not think that I can handle myself?" I asked, irritated at being treated like a child. "I might only be thirteen, but I know that I can handle this."

"You're almost fourteen." Sammy corrected. I don't know why my age seemed to be bothering him at this point when before the trip he didn't care.

I rolled my eyes. "Some birthday. Nothing says 'aren't you glad to be alive' like thirty bloodthirsty vampires battling it out with the people who mean the world to me. If I'm lucky, none of my family will be dead on Saturday and we can celebrate."

"You said that you thought it would all work out," Sammy pointed out, "so why would you expect your family members to not be there on Saturday?"

I shrugged. "I hope that things will all be fine and dandy...but I know that Aro wants my family. He wants them real bad, Sammy. I've already prepared myself for the events of each and every family member's death. I just hope that my doubts were all for nothing."

"I don't know how you do it." Sammy said, shaking his head. "You're not in denial like a lot of the Cullens seem to be. You're upfront about the possibilities. Even the ones that I don't want to think about."

"And which ones would that be?" I asked.

"I refuse to think about what would happen to me, your parents, your family, and the entire tribe if anything happened to you..." Sammy admitted into his shoulder, his face turned away from mine as he confessed this.

"Then I'll just have to survive this battle then, huh? So I can have the best birthday ever? That sound like a plan?" I said as lightly as I could. I don't think I'd be able to wake up tomorrow and go fight for my family if my imprint was this depressed about it. I couldn't risk worrying about him while we were all fighting for our lives.

Sammy nodded, turning slowly back towards me. His eyes looked puffy, making his sixteen years seem much less like an adult and more like a child. I smiled widely at him, knowing that he couldn't resist being happy when I was, and felt victory when he returned a small grin.

"Tomorrow will work out." I said again, more confidently this time, and stood up. "You have to think that way or you'll never get any sleep."

"Oh! Wait!" Sammy said, jumping out of his seat and nearly knocking me over in the process. I wasn't used to my human reflexes this late at night. "I've got something for you!"

"What is it?" I asked, smiling at his excitement.

He pulled a small red box out of his pocket and placed it in my hand. "Open it and see."

"It's not my birthday yet." I said, protesting the gift even as I opened it up. It was a sterling silver charm bracelet with two unique charms on it: a pink half of a heart with "BFF" written in black letters and a tiny black wolf's paw.

"So is this what you dragged me out of bed for?" I said with a deadpanned expression. His face fell and I nearly burst out laughing right there. "I'm just kidding! I love it, Sammy, really I do." I reached over and gave him a hug to let him know that I really meant it.

"Here, help me put it on." I advised, placing my the bracelet around my right wrist. It took him two tries to clasp the little snap, but when he finally got it, I beamed up at him.

"You really like it?" Sammy asked.

"I love it." I corrected him with another grin. "I can't wait to collect more charms from you for it."

I went to bed with my spirits high but when I woke up, that illusion was shattered. We were all up before the sun rose, just waiting in the Compound for a word from Alice. I paced back and forth, too nervous to sit for even a second.

I don't know why, but I kept glancing at the wolves. I think I needed to reassure myself that they were still there. Greg, Sammy, Peter, and Leah were sitting on the floor facing the middle of the room. Embry and Dad were leaning against the couch facing them, as they made last minute battle plans. I stepped over all of their outstretched legs every time I did another lap of pacing.

I finally couldn't handle the anticipation anymore so I sat on the wall with them, next to my cousin on the end. I glanced at the row of Protectors again.

"Quit that." Peter said, looking at me out of the corner of his eye.

"Quit what?" I asked.

"Stop looking at us like it's the last time you're going to see us. If Sammy catches that look, he'll freak out and do something crazy to keep you safe." Peter advised.

"When did you get so smart?" I asked rhetorically. Though he was only a year older than I was, his fifteen years seemed a hell of a lot more wise than my barely fourteen.

"I've always been this smart." Peter teased, sticking out his tongue. I swatted at his arm, laughing as he did.

The playful air was suddenly sliced in half when Alice whispered two little words. "They're here."

And suddenly, it was like we hadn't already all said our "I love you"s and "stay safe"s. I must have hugged every member of my family again, even giving Nahuel an awkward hug as he went to say a "be careful" to my mother.

"Baby, don't you worry about a thing." Nessie said, having gotten out of her own awkward hug with Nahuel. Her arms wrapped around my torso as she gave me yet another hug. She rested her chin on the top of my head as she continued to talk. "We're going to all be okay, I promise. You just fight like we taught you. And try not to draw attention to yourself."

"And what happens when they notice me?" I whispered into her shoulder. I hadn't felt scared until this moment, but a sudden shudder of terror ripped through my body. "Mommy, what will I do if they target me?"

"Shhh. Sweetie, it's going to be okay." Nessie whispered into my hair, her voice not as confident as it had been moments before. "Just fight like we taught you and we'll be there to help protect you. We'd never let anything happen to you, Mary."

"I love you, Mommy." I said, suddenly feeling like this might be our last encounter together.

Renesmee pulled away from me, her forever-young face staring at the finality of mine. "Mary, I love you too." She raised an eyebrow. "But, I will love you when you're alive tomorrow, too. Now, wipe that expression off of your face. We're all going to be okay."

"Okay, Mommy." I said, tightening my grip on her waist so that we could hug once more. I felt three years old again and that was okay with me. My mom was going to protect me like she always did and we would all be okay. We had to be.

"Hey, don't you start crying." A warm familiar voice said, deep and husky.

"I can't cry." I said, turning around to wrap my little arms around my dad's waist. "Not like this anyways." I gestured to my deep red eyes, indicating that I was all vamp-ed up for the fight.

"Well, I was talking to your mother," Jacob said, looking over my head at his imprint with concern in his eyes, "but I wouldn't want you crying, either."

"I love you, Daddy." I said, hugging my werewolf father with all of my vampire strength. He let out a quiet "oof" as I tightened my grip accidently.

"I love you, too, kiddo." Jacob loosened our bear-hug and placed his hands on my shoulders. "You know that we won't let anything happen to you, right?"

"I know that." I said half-heartedly. I knew how this was going to end, though. I could feel it in my bones. Tomorrow morning, I wasn't going to be with my all of my family, one way or the other.

Jacob looked at my eyes, concern written all over his face. But before he could say anything else, I wiggled out of his grip.

"I have to go find Sammy real quick." I said, using my imprint as an excuse. I couldn't bare to have my father knowing exactly what I was thinking...and the doom that I had already accepted.

"Okay, Mary. We'll meet you on the battle field." Dad said, his eyes still boring into mine. I turned away and didn't look back until I knew that he had become occupied with my mother's doubts and fears instead of mine. I saw them kissing from across the room, their foreheads touching as Dad seemed to be whispering something to her that made her crack a smile for the first time all day.

"Sammy?" I asked, calling out through the thick mass of shapeshifters and vampires. Even though it was a ruse to get away from my father, I now really felt like I needed to see my imprint.

"Mary, hey!" Sammy said, and I was giving him a hug instantly. I wasn't sure if I was imagining it when I felt his lips against the edge of my hairline on my forehead, but I didn't care. I had this overwhelming feeling that I wasn't going to see him after today so the fact that I was imagining my best friend kissing my forehead seemed like a good imaginary farewell gesture.

We didn't get a chance to say anything else to each other because Leah herded us outside. Sammy went to join the wolves on both sides of my family. I was placed in the back near Alice and my mother, with Jasper and Emmett in the front with Edward and Carlisle. Esme and Rosalie were in the center guarding Gemma.

When the Volturi entered the clearing, it was just as expected. I counted thirty-two red-eyed vampires, just like I was right now. Aro, Caius, and Marcus were in the front center, with the wives behind them and the rest of the Guard around them. I recognized Alec and Jane, standing to the right, nearly parallel to me. Chelsea, the bond-breaker, was on the left of Marcus, next to the buff Felix and sexy Heidi. I looked for Demetri and Renata but couldn't make out their faces in the sea of black hoods.

Thirty-two against the twenty-two of us. Though with Nahuel, Huilen, Maitlin, and Ceciely unexpectedly on our side, we still didn't have nearly enough fighters since most of our rag-tag team consisted of young wolves without fighting experience, half-vampires, and me.

"Good morning, friends." Aro greeted our clan of misfits. "So long since our last encounter! Good to see that you are all alive and well. Alice, you look as lovely as ever. And, young Renesmee, you're all grown up! I see that immortality has done you well." Aro's favorites remained quiet.

"Aro, what brings you to London?" Carlisle asked calmly. "And with so many traveling companions?" He raised an eyebrow, pretending to just now notice the rest of the Guard.

"A little birdie told me that one of your own had created an immortal child." Aro stated. "And, with all of the fuss that dear little Renesmee caused oh so long ago, I had to come check it out immediately."

"A little birdie?" Carlisle asked, trying to keep Aro talking. Once the action started, there would be no stopping it.

"Ah, yes, and ever did her blood sing once her message was delivered." Aro grinned, his pale pasty face crinkling with the full extent of it. It was really creepy, that's for sure. "It was a shame to have to let a good sing-song go to waste, but she was just too tempting to turn down."

"A human, then?" Edward asked, supplying his own crooked grin in mockery. "That's your reliable source?"

"You will all stand punishment for this crime." Caius stated, not bothering to hide the Volturi's intentions. He never was one much for games.

"We have done nothing wrong." My grandfather said, holding out his hand for Aro to check his thoughts and intentions but Aro just waved him away.

"Ah, your words are powerful...but your voice betrays you, Edward." Aro deducted. I was surprised that Aro could catch that subtlety. Though we all stood behind Rose and her choice to turn Gemma, it was no secret that not everyone truly approved of my aunt's selfish actions.

"Surely you are not all in agreement, then. Do tell me, where is the little Newborn who has caused such a disturbance among my favorite coven?" Aro spoke loudly, in a way-too-cheerful tone, clapping his hands together to signal that he was ready for his own games. I imagined him hunting Gemma down and torturing her for an eternity just because he could.

"Ah. Found you." Another face-splitting grin as he pointed at Gemma between Esme and Rosalie. "Now which nurturing Cullen wife decided to have a little Cullen spawn of her own? Esme, surely you have your hands full with the lot that you have now. No, no. It couldn't be you. Carlisle knows better." A stern look from Carlisle proved his point, that defiance in my great-grandfather's eyes was something that I rarely got to see.

"Rosalie, darling, stand proud of your little Newborn." Aro said, laughing in a creepy way that only a vampire as old as he is could make. He was mocking Rosalie.

Aunt Rose stiffened, but stood up slightly straighter.

"Come here, the both of you." Aro commanded, though with that fake-friendly voice that seemed condescending.

Rose stepped forward, Gemma behind her. Emmett instantly moved with them, standing behind Gemma in a protective barrier. Even though I bet he wanted to protect his mate more, he knew that Rosalie would never forgive him if something happened to Gemma.

"Ahhhh, such a lovely child you are." Aro said, taking in Gemma's short stature, not yet fully formed into the teen she should have been if Rose hadn't stepped in with our own version of fate.

"You are horriblé. I do not care what you have to say about me." Gemma hissed, pulling her hand away before Aro could touch her, her thick French accent making such a normal sentence sound foreign. She stepped out in front of her 'mother' and took a defiant stance. Emmett instantly moved closer to both Rose and Gemma so that he was in line with them, an equal front.

"What happened, dear Rosalie? Trying out the local cuisine, were we?" Aro teased Rosalie, taking Gemma's comment as nothing more than a whisper in the wind.

"Gemma wasn't a meal. She is my daughter. I only bit Gemma to save her." Rosalie looked like she would take on the entire Volturi by herself if they doubted her bond to the preteen.

"Oh, don't be so dramatic, Miss Cullen." Aro said, a smile on his lips. "You and I both know that you changed this young thing for your own good."

The silence was deafening.

"You wanted a child long before Edward wed young Bella. Do not try to deny it now, Rosalie." Aro charged. "This was a selfish act and one that must be punished accordingly."

"Gemma was an orphan living on the streets of Paris, practically dead already." My aunt all but hissed. A defensive Rose was not good. Though, it probably would help when the fighting started. We needed her vengeance. "I did her a favor by changing her to our lifestyle. I acted alone and should be punished alone, if the verdict comes to that."

"No one cares about her history." Caius said, his voice more scratchy than Aro's and not nearly as faux friendly. "The facts remain regardless of the motives."

"How right you are, brother." Aro said, smiling brightly. He turned back to Rosalie with an almost childlike grin. "The fact is, you created an immortal child and that must be dealt with."

"But I-" Rose started, but was cut off.

"Don't try to hide the other Newborn." Cauis said in a bored tone. "We can all see her."

If I hadn't been phased, my heart would be beating uncontrollably as all of the eyes of both groups landed on me.

"You will pay for this trick, Miss Cullen." Aro said, a smile on his lips as he stroked Rose's cheek. Her grip tightened on one of Gemma's shoulders and Emmett's hand wrapped tighter around his mate's waist, as if he was trying to make them into one person.

"I didn't create Mary." Rosalie hissed defensively. "I take full credit for creating Gemma. But Mary. Is. Not. Mine."

"Come forward, child." Aro insisted, I looked at Alice with panic in my eyes...should I do this? She nodded slightly, almost too fast for my eyes to catch it. "I want your creator to stand forward, as well."

Before I could get one step forward, my mother grabbed my hand. I looked up at her big brown eyes as she tried to hide the fear in them. When the two of us reached the front of the field, the surprise in Aro's eyes was evident.

"You created this Newborn, young Renesmee?" The way that he said it, it was almost like her name was Young Renesmee. I could tell from his expression that he didn't expect his favorite half-vampire to have bitten a human child. Rosalie? We all understood that one. But even Aro was thrown for a loop right now.

"How is that even possible?" Marcus asked, speaking for the first time, his voice expressing all of the disbelief that the entire Guard must be feeling.

"Female half-breeds are not venomous." Aro stated, trying not to get irritated with the not-knowing of it all. "That has been proven. It was one of the reasons that the baby Cullen was allowed to live twenty years ago."

"It is true. I am not venomous." Mom stated in a rational manner. If Aro was human, I would be able to see the blood veins popping in his neck from frustration.

"Then you lied about creating her!" Aro said in a tantrum-like voice. He was really getting irritated now.

"Mary is my flesh and blood." Nessie said calmly. I think she was pretending like it wasn't that big of a deal so that Aro wouldn't want me as badly. "Mary is my own just as I am my mother's."

"A birth from a hybrid?" Marcus asked, surprise replacing the boredom that usually occupied his face. "How is that even possible?"

"Oh, this is wonderful news, brothers!" Aro exclaimed. The bi-polar vampire seeming to have chosen excitement instead of anger. "Hybrid women can breed. Now we know much more about our own kind."

"Brother, focus." Caius warned.

"Ah, you are right again." Aro smiled back towards us. "I do tend to lose track of my attention, dear ones. You must forgive me. Now, about these Newborn children..."

"Gemma and Mary are not immortal children. Gemma is the same age as Alec and Jane, and yet you would not dare call them immortal children. Mary grows older each day like her mother did. Both girls are harmless and Gemma is learning to adopt our lifestyle and will soon be as stable as Bella has proven herself." Rosalie stated honestly. "The Volturi have no reason to be here."

"Feisty, Miss Cullen, I like it." Aro teased, causing Emmett to take a step forward in front of his girls. "But you are wrong. Though young Renesmee's Newborn appears to be stable, she is the first of her kind and the unknown is to be feared."

I wasn't the only one to notice that he didn't mention Gemma in this speech. I was the new tactic for the Volturi to slaughter my family.

"Aro, no!" Nessie screamed, blocking my body with hers even though I was the more powerful one when I was phased. "Please, she's my baby! Don't do this! She's not a danger to anyone, I swear."

"She is an unknown, young Renesmee." For the first time, Aro looked remorseful. "The Volturi must destroy the unknown. It is the law."

"It doesn't have to be that way." Carlisle said calmly. "Let us talk this through."

"What more is there to discuss?" Caius asked rhetorically. "The facts are clear: The Volturi protect the world from knowing our existence and this unknown could be a threat to that."

"That's it, then? Your minds are made up?" Alice spoke for the first time since we all took our battle stances. She had been tasked with trying to see around the wolves and hybrids to calculate the Volturi's next moves.

"They must be if you say it is, Alice-dear." Aro smiled, his head nodding slightly.

And then it was on.

The battle that we had been waiting for.

All at once, the Guard shot forward. The wolves ripped through some of the non-gifted ones, but those with special abilities were much more difficult to attack. Emmett and Felix locked in head-to-head battle, each one proving his own strength as they tore each other limb-from-limb only to have their

Bella was shielding us from Jane and Alec's torments, but that would only last as long as she could remain focused. Even after twenty years of practicing, she still has limited control over her shield when she gets distracted.

Our side was winning for a while in the beginning. Things were actually looking up. Between Jasper's soldier battle skills, Alice and Edward's ability to take down an opponent by seeing what the other was about to do, and Emmett's brute strength, we actually seemed to have an advantage. Not to mention, the wolves were handling themselves in battle like the warriors they were born to be.

The first casualty on our side died for love and as far as I'm concerned, I think that would have been a much better reason to leave my family forever.

Demetri bite a chunk of skin off of the wolf that he was fighting with's back and the blood ran down his side and got matted in his fur.

"Seth, no!" Maitlin screamed, spotting Seth's limp body from across the yard. She was at his side in an instant, throwing her body on top of his shaking form.

"It's...so...cold..." Seth's teeth chattered as the blood loss started to kick in. I couldn't tell from this far away, but he must have gotten bitten to have been this down for the count so quickly. Either that, or the chunk went much deeper than it appeared.

"I've waited a hundred and fifty-eight years for you, Seth. You're not going to screw this up for me." Maitlin's eyes were filled with tears, her voice barely a whisper. "You can't die on me."

"Maitlin, get out of the way!" Ceciely shouted, trying to urge her sister out of harm's way. The Volturi were still swarming us.

"Nooo!" The half-vampire screamed in anguish. "I won't leave Seth!"

"We've got to get out of the way. That vampire will come back." Ceciely begged her sister, panic in her voice.

And come back, Demetri did.

He tore into Ceciely like he ripped apart Seth's side. Being a half-vampire instead of a full one made her death seem almost...human. He was aiming for Maitlin who was still crouched over Seth, but Ceciely stepped in front of her sister. She protected her baby sister in the last moments of her life.

After that, we seemed to get vengeful all together. Losing one of our own was painful. Even though we all went into this together knowing that we weren't promised to get out of this alive, Ceciely's death made that statistic real to us.

It wasn't until Bella got sideswiped by a random Guard member and lost her grip for just a few moments that everything started going terribly, terribly wrong.

Jane took her revenge instantly. While Edward was killing the random Guard member that scratched his wife, Jane sent her shockwave of pain to hurt Bella.

"Take that, you little b-" Jane taunted. "Thought that you could take away my power, did you? Well, how do you like me now?"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaahhh!" Edward continued to scream as Jane tortured him to get to Bella.

"Momma, you have to turn the shield back on!" Nessie commanded, throwing the head of a Guard member into the growing fire pit of random body parts as she ran towards my grandmother.

"Nessie, I can't!" Bella cried, looking like a lost child if ever I saw one.

"Then end her." Nessie said, her eyes dark with hatred. "Jane is hurting Daddy! He can't take much more."

"I can't..." Bella cried.

"Then I will." My mother stepped forward to snap Jane's neck when Jane turned her head and shot out her other hand.

"Aaaaaaaaaaggghhh!" Nessie yelled as pain shot through her body.

It's ironic that I was the one who finally decapitated Jane. I love my grandmother, but I don't think I can ever look at Bella the same again. Letting both her husband and her daughter be tortured while she stood by falling apart? I never thought of any of my family members as weak until that moment.

As soon as Jane was out of the picture, her head sitting at the top of the pile of vampire body parts and the rest of her limbs spread around the field, Bella finally managed to get control of her shield again. But by that time, Alec had done his own damage...and so had Chelsea. The little bond breaker couldn't disconnect the bonds between mates, but she did manage to untie Alice and Jasper from our group. They started attacking us as soon as their loyalties were switched due to Chelsea's control.

That was when Alec grabbed me.

"You killed my sister...now I'm going to kill you."