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35. Missed

LEAH'S POV

Sometimes I think that there are two worlds.

In world there is me, the old me, me with simple emotions. I have a mother and a brother and a father, and I love all of them. There is nothing else. I have a simple life on the La Push reservation, I go to school there, and I have friends there.

In the other world, there is pain. Imprinting, wolfs, vampires, emotions, running, blood, pain, hurt, all of them jumbled together into the current me, the broken me.

Now I'm just Leah, the only ever female werewolf. The bitter girl who ruins everything, the girl who betrays her friends and her one shot of happiness.

The girl who killed her father.

I wonder if it could have worked out.

If I had got to know Nahuel, been calm, maybe this could have all gone right. I would be in love, even if that meant in love with a bloodsucker.

I thought of his face.

His beautiful features glowing, setting me on fire. He wasn't bad; he wasn't a bloodsucker or a leech. He was kind, caring, I knew he was.

Now he was god knows where, and I was stuck here.

The thought shot frustration through me, and my claws dug deep holes into the ground as I ran towards a 'royal' vampire.

Jake! Calm Down! Can you hear me? Jake?! Said Seth.

Jacob?

What had happened?

More frustration. I hadn't been paying attention to anything!

What happened? I asked him.

I don't know… Seth seemed lost for words; he replayed the noise of a child screaming in his mind.

There was a howl from the forest.

Oh great. Now we have to deal with a heartbroken Jacob? Perfect. Just what this whole situation needed. I had enough of that when he was still hung up over Bella.

Leah, Seth warned.

His voice was different.

He wasn't a small child anymore, he was a man. His voice was stronger, bolder, more assertive.

He had grown up.

Sharp claws dug into me.

I yelped, completely unprepared. I scrambled against the force, which I now recognized as a werewolf, and I managed to scrape my paw across his eye.

Leah, Leah, are you ok? Said Seth, and he was once again a child depending on me.

Back up please! I said in attempt to make a joke out of it, but I really did need some help.

I'm on it, said Embry, and, sure enough, in a matter of seconds another grey wolf was by my side.

I felt touched.

After I had betrayed them, put all of their lives on the line jut for a small, selfish reason they would still help me.

You're my sister, said Seth.

I was.

Slightly ironically, here, in the midst of fighting and death and violence was the safest, the most at home I had ever felt.

I would never betray my pack again.

Now the only real issue was the fate of the vampire, werewolf and shape-shifter races.

RENESMEE'S POV

Where was I?

I was in darkness.

I couldn't remember anything, and there was a pounding in my head.

I furrowed deeper in my brain, searching for what had happened to lead me here to this dark, cold place.

Jacob. I remember seeing Jacob.

I focused on that image. His hair was quivering, his shaggy brows furrowed. His muzzle was drawn back, but only slightly, it only gave away a small slither of his fangs.

His tail lay almost motionless on the ground, only giving away emotion by a small quiver. His long lashes were blinking very fast, making him seem agitated.

I could remember hearing a noise behind me, like a soft, quiet, muffled rustling. Like footsteps on snow.

More images came flooding into my mind. Cold hands grabbing me, Jacob throwing back his head, and falling to the ground.

My eyes snapped open.

I had an odd, short-lived moment of déjà vu as I saw a flash of green and white and brown pass by me. I tried to move away, but my limbs felt like lead, and attempting to escape was impossible.

I felt tempted to close my eyes again and drift back into the deep darkness, because the attempt to move had completely exhausted me, but I couldn't relax, not while I knew that Jacob was out there, and Jacob was in pain.

I could only move my leg an inch, and my head felt light, like a balloon. I felt dizzy, and my breaths were becoming more desperate.

I shook my head, and opened my eyes.

In the edge of my vision there was a small glimmer of the brightest light, but the rest was darkness. Someone had blindfolded me.

I heaved up my arms, using all of my muster, and tried to remove the thing that was obscuring my vision. Immediately, a cold object swatted my hand away, and something sharp dug into my leg.

"Don't move," whispered a voice that I had no way of recognizing. A voice that was silky smooth, every syllable ringing like chimes. A vampire.

"Who are you?" I asked, surprising my self by keeping my voice steady and strong, and for having the courage not to simply obey the voice.

I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised when there was no answer.

The jolting movement continued below me.

BELLA

I was running faster than I had ever run before.

There was only one thought in my head. I had to find my daughter.

My legs carried me, though I had no idea where I was going. I was running through the forest.

I pushed my way through branches, not noticing when thorns made huge tears in my clothes or scratched my skin.

Suddenly, there was a woman in front of me.

She had dull red eyes, pale skin, and she wore a dark cloak. She was from the Volturi. She was running towards me.

I recognized her; she was the person who had been spying on Nessie and me. Well, she wouldn't get away this time.

Without thinking, I grabbed her and pinned her to the floor with a huge amount of animalistic strength

"What have you done with my daughter?" I said.

"I-I don't know," She said. It was so obviously fake. She knew where she was.

I dug my nails deeper into her shoulder

"Of course you do." I said. I felt so angry that a red haze clouded my vision. I wasn't me anymore; I didn't feel like my self. I was this new, angry person.

"I could kill you," I said. I meant it. I would do anything for my daughter, and one less mindless Volturi guard wouldn't make a difference to anything.

"I could rip you apart, limb from limb," I said. And I relished in the idea. I wasn't myself at all. I was just rage and fury and fire and heat and hate.

"I'm sorry," she said.

I blinked.

My legs were carrying me towards the field; I wonder why I had been out in the forest?

CHRIS'S POV

I was running through the forest.

If there was any way to repair what I had been doing in the past years, this was it. I needed to find the small child

A flash of white was suddenly in front of me, and before I had time to react, I was on the floor.

"What have you done with my daughter?" she snarled.

It was the woman I had seen hunting. She looked almost completely different, though. She wasn't as human as she used to be, in fact she seemed more animalistic than most of the guard.

"I-I don't know," I said, my voice faltering. I was not used to feeling afraid, I mean properly afraid. I knew that whatever happened I was a member of the Volturi, and the Volturi never lost any battle.

Her sharp nails dug into my shoulders, and a growl built in her throat.

"I swear, I don't know!" I said, my voice stronger this time.

"Of course you do!" she snarled, then she paused, "I could kill you. I could rip you apart, limb from limb."

I knew what I had to do.

"I'm sorry." I said simply.

I focused all my power on her.

You are going to forget about your daughter. You will go back to the battle field and fight. Your daughter is safe, she is fine, and you will forget you ever saw me.

She turned around and ran.