Alice

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Peace Through Strength

Alice POV

"What are Bella and I supposed to do while you guys are all fighting?" I asked as we headed up to the baseball clearing.

"We could help," Bella suggested. There was a stunned silence. "I mean, aren't eight vampires better than just six of them?"

"Bella. This is going to be so easy that some of us are going to have to sit out," Edward replied.

Bella frowned and crossed her arms.

I crossed my arms, too. "Hey, I'm nineteen years old now. You promised that you'd change me!"

"But not now," Jasper said. "You've still got almost a whole year."

I sighed.

We were at the baseball clearing and waiting for the werewolves. I grabbed Jasper's arm when pairs of eyes peered out from the trees. One… two… three…

The pack had grown. A lot.

Carlisle took a step forward first to greet them. "Welcome."

Edward was the translator, apparently. "We will watch and listen. But no more. That is the most we can ask of our self control."

"That's more than enough." Carlisle nodded. "MY son, Jasper, has experience in this area. He'll teach us how they fight, and how they can be defeated. I'm sure that you can apply this to your own hunting style."

I gripped Jasper's hand even harder. A quiet growl sounded from the trees. I resisted the urge to stick out my tongue.

"They're different from you?"

"They're all very new. Only months into this life. Like children. They'll have no skill or strategy. Just brute strength. Tonight, their numbers are at twenty. Ten for us. Ten for you. It shouldn't be hard. The numbers might go down. New ones fight amongst themselves."

"We're willing to take more than our share, if need be." Conceited mutts with overblown egos. You don't see much of those everyday.

I saw Carlisle smile. "We'll see how it turns out."

"Do you know when and how they'll arrive?"

"They'll come across the mountains in four days. Late morning. Alice has told us how to intercept their path."

Useless. I was useless except for visions that I couldn't even do anything about myself. Edward flashed a look at me and shook his head, arguing with my thoughts. I looked away. It was true, nd he knew it.

"Thank you for the information. We'll watch."

Jasper turned to look at me. My eyes were wide as I slowly let go of his hand. He stepped into the space between the wolves and us. He was obviously uncomfortable as he turned his back to the wolves.

"Carlisle's right." He seemed to be trying to ignore the wolves behind him. They'll fight like children. The two most important things are, don't let them get their arms around you, and don't go for the obvious kill. That's all they'll be ready for. As long as you come from the side and keep moving, they'll be too confused to be able to respond effectively. Emmett?"

My biggest brother had a huge grin on his face as he stepped out of line.

"Emmett first," Jasper said. "He's the best example of a newborn attack."

Emmett frowned. "I'll try not to break anything."

Jasper chuckled. "I mean that Emmett relies on strength. He's very straightforward about attacking. The newborns also won't be trying anything subtle. Just go for the easy kill, Emmett." My love backed up a bit. "Try to catch me."

I jumped when I couldn't see Jasper anymore. Emmett was charging at him like a bear, grinning while snarling. Emmett was also impossibly fast, but Jasper seemed like a ghost. Edward was watching the fight intently. Then Emmett froze.

Jasper was behind him, his teeth an inch away from his throat. Emmett swore, causing Esme to look warningly at him. The wolves made a sound of appreciation.

"Again," Emmett demanded, no longer smiling.

"No, it's my turn," Edward argued, stepping forward. Bella was staring after him anxiously.

I stared at the brawl. Jasper had a century of experience, but he had to try to go on instinct alone when he could. But his thoughts always seemed to give away right before he acted. Edward was slightly faster, but Jasper's moves were unfamiliar. They were moving faster and faster. I glanced briefly at the wolves. They seemed to be getting too much out of this.

Carlisle cleared his throat. Jasper laughed, and Edward grinned. "Draw," Jasper decided.

Everyone took turns fighting. Bella and I stiffened when it was Esme's turn. My mother just seemed too gentle to fight…

Then we were finishing up. I thought that it would take longer, but... oh, well.

Edward sighed. "The pack thinks that it would be helpful to be familiar with our scents, so that they don't make mistakes. If we hold still, it'll make it easier for them."

"Of course. Whatever you need," Carlisle replied to Sam.

The wolves rose. Sam was leading, obviously. He sniffed at Carlisle, seeming to wince slightly. I wondered what vampires smelled like to werewolves, and werewolves to vampires. According to Emmett (though I shouldn't really believe everything that he says), they smell like a burning landfill of sweaty socks. Sam moved onto Jasper. Jasper seemed tense as he sniffed at him.

An enormous russet furred wolf had approached Bella. Jacob. I hissed under my breath. Everyone but Bella seemed to be able to hear it. Edward and Emmett chuckled, and Jasper smiled at me.

A wolf with dark gray fur was sniffing at me now. Bella and I weren't even going to be anywhere near the fight. Why were they bothering sniffing us?

Edward mouthed a single syllable.

Paul.

Paul was the wolf in front of me. I frowned and waited impatiently, until he moved on. Then a sandy furred wolf bounded up to me, panting happily. This was obviously Seth Clearwater. I smiled. He was actually a very likeable werewolf. I scratched his ears as he sniffed me. He barked once and moved onto Bella.

Another gray furred wolf came over. Leah Clearwater – Seth's not as likeable sister. She sniffed shortly and then moved on. I stuck my tongue out at her when she turned around. Seth barked in laughter. Leah turned around to glare at him. Then she glared at me, and turned away again.

Edward was discussing plans with Jacob. Bella was going to go with Charlie to La Push, no matter how much she didn't want to leave. But why should she have to be in danger when she wasn't one of the targets, anyway?

"What about Alice?" Jasper asked as he stepped over to them.

"We'll make false trails, lure them away from her. But it's a question of how we're going to make sure that they don't know which trail is real," Edward muttered.

"One of us wolves can carry her to the safe spot," Jacob suggested. I made a face. The only one I liked was Seth, and he wasn't big enough to carry even me… I think.

"Is Seth big enough to carry Alice?" Edward asked.

"No." Jacob shook his head. "But I think Paul is."

Damn it.

Ahhhhh, poor Alice.

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