DING DONG THE BITCH IS BACK!

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. If I did, Bella & Jasper would have been together, but I don't.

EMPOV:

I was sitting in the front of a rental car with Aro driving like a maniac beside me. We're somewhere in Spain, looking for the location of Bella and my darling Rose. Alec and Jane we're in the back holding each others hand whispering reassurances that their 'sister' Bella, will be alright. More like mother. Felix, God knows what he's doing in the other rental…

I felt a little guilty though. I couldn't protect my mate, the love of my life nor my baby sister… but my thoughts more linger towards Rose. Sorry Bells. You'll always be my favourite sister, but Rose is the centre of my worry at the moment. Besides, Jaspers worrying about you enough for the both of us.

I closed my eyes and leaned back on the leather headrest. I thought of the day I met my beautiful Rosalie…

~Flash Back~

I was camping in the woods. I was in my little hunter uniform with my shot gun in hand. The coffee was taking forever to brew on the small campfire so I decided a little walk couldn't kill me. I placed my gun down and whistled my favourite tune.

So off I went.

I hadn't gotten very far when I came across a bear. It was a fairly large bear too.

I froze.

It turned it's head towards me in curiosity, but sat back down obviously bored. I sighed in relieve but I knew I wasn't out of the woods yet. No pun intended. I slowly walked backwards, not taking my eyes of the bear for a second. It looked back up at me and gave me a warning growl. I stopped instantly, petrified.

Why did it growl at me? I was leaving?

maybe I wasn't leaving fast enough. So I continued backwards but faster. It roared in furry. I started running. But I tripped on something large as I spun around. I looked at what it was and the bears fury suddenly made sense to me.

Her three little cubs staring at me with wide eyes.

I just pissed the fuck out of mama bear.

I ran. I knew I couldn't outrun a bear but I had to try. My survival instinct told me to stop though. I didn't listen. I was obviously going insane. I was being chased by a bear and my instincts told me to stop? Fat chance!

I could hear the loud pounding on the ground as the bear chased me. I was terrified. I knew I was going to die.

I dove through a set of bushes and stopped instantly.

A cliff.

Right in front of me was a cliff. It was pretty high too, almost ten feet. I turned and look at the bear who was now staring my down while it was on it's Hine legs. It raised it's hand and sliced at me. I squinted in a futile attempt to block out what would happen. I still felt it. I felt four claws slice deeply into my side as another claw dug deeply into the skin from my jaw all the way across my nose and towards my forehead. I screamed in agony!

Then, with the same paw it backhanded me, sending me flying over the cliff. I rolled down the side of the rough cliffs, rocks scraping and cutting with every chance it was given until, finally, I fell to the floor. I heard the bear roar and I looked up.

The bear was leaving.

I was relieved at first… that's when I realised I shouldn't be. The bear would have finished me and killed me quickly. The fall could have broken my back.

If the bear didn't kill me, then the cliff would. If the cliff didn't kill me the fall would. If the fall didn't kill me, the wounds would. Otherwise the blood loss would.

I think I should have just been patient and waited for my tea to brew.

that's when I heard it. I quick and sharp intake of breath. I slowly opened my eyes, that were as heavy as stones and saw a sight I'd never forget.

There, before me, was the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Ever imagined seeing. She had long blonde wavy hair that reached just past her shoulders, a body that Mimi Aguglia would beg for, a face that was carved by angels… no! God himself. And her eyes. The most unusual yet beautiful eyes in the history of the world, they were wide with shock and the slightest bit of recognition. Why? I hadn't a clue. but I knew right then and there, without knowing her name:

I was in love.

She knelt down next to me, hovering her hands over me as if unsure where was save to touch. She quickly scanned my body and for the first time since I saw her I remembered. I remembered I was dying.

I thanked God right then and there for sending me a guardian angel, even if she couldn't help me, I'd die peaceful. The only thing I was guilty for was that she saw me broken and it would possibly haunt her for the rest of her life. No one should see someone like this.

I had to ask her something though. "Are you an angel?"

She seemed stunned for a moment but then smiled slightly. She shook her head. "No. I am not." she said in the most melodious voice in the history of melodious voices.

I would go through an eternity of burning hell fire to be with her.

I gave her a small smile and closed my eyes again.

that's when something weird happened. I felt her LIFT me.

LIFT me. I weigh, how much? And she just LIFTS me?!

Whoa, my kind of woman.

I heard a door fly open and I heard her voice again. "Carlisle! Save him!"

"What's going on?" I heard another sweet voice say.

I was definitely a guy…. A guy with a VERY sweet voice.

Yep! Just as I thought. God DID let gay guys into heaven.

My angel then started speaking faster then I could comprehend.

"What is going on here?" asked and enraged voice. Which surprisingly was also sweet even when enraged.

Okay. One gay? TWO gays? Does God had some kind of gay fetish that people misunderstood?

"Shut up, Edward! He's mine!" yelled my angel.

Fuck she's sexy when she's mad.

"He isn't YOURS!" Edward said.

DUDE! I DON'T SWING THAT WAY!

"HE'S MINE!" She yelled.

"Enough!" said the first gay guy voice. "He's Rosalie's."

I cheered. Whooo hoo! I get a girl!

Wait. Rosalie… a beautiful name for the perfect woman.

I heard Edward scoff. "In your dreams." he said. "And just so you know. We're NOT gay. And it's immoral to be gay so God wont let them in." he said smugly.

Man, what's up his ass?

He hissed. "Excuse me?!"

"Enough!" that's when I felt something pierce my neck, then my wrist, ankles and abdomen.

That's when the fire began.

~End Of Flashback~

I was rudely taken out of my thought by Aro's phone ringing.

"Hello~~?" he answered with his high pitched voice.

"It's Jasper."

"Yes?"

"Contact Marcus and head to Ireland. The cliffs of Moher to be exact. that's where Lucy will be. I mean, Honey. Honey kidnapped them. I am on my way there now. Report to me when you have boarded a flight and tell me what time you'll be here. I expect no failures." he then hung up.

Aro threw the phone into the compartment and did a doughnut spinning in the opposite direction.

I was still frozen though.

That tone. That voice.

It wasn't Jasper.

It was the God of War.

Someone has stolen his mate. And he is PISSED.

A/N: Well, well, well. I have no idea why it was in Emmett's point of view but I thought it was needed. A few things have happened now. But what will the end result be? The battle is nearing. The FIRST and FINAL battle.

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