Author's Note: I'm officially going to throw my freaking LapTop out the FLIPPIN window! Because I promised to improve on my spelling and grammar I spent two hours editing this chapter, I was literally on the last paragraph, when whada ya know? Internet f***ing explorer unexpectedly shuts off! F***!F***!F***! excuse my language. I'm so angry. My verbiage was flawless and now this is only a half fast version. I'm SO SORRY! It was a million times better but I'm so frustrated I just had to get it posted and forget about this stupid chapter.

Okay sorry about the last chapter, my grammar and spelling was horrible. I need to stop editing at 1am when I'm already half asleep. I'll try better.

Woo! Now understand this, Bodark are like the Volturi and Wawkalak are like the pack. Make sense?

This is sort of a heart wrenching chapter, Ness witness's death for the first time. = (

Yet again, please stay focused if you want to understand the story. Questions and comments are expected for this chapter.

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Previously:

Licking my chapped lips, I prepared to tell the story I wished I couldn't remember. " The Volturi had originally moved to Russia because the weather is cloudy a good percentage of the year, and the population was more than doubled from Volterra. Another advantage was in Russian they're more worried about werewolves than vampires."

He leaned himself on the rails and crossed his arms and legs listening. His head lowered to my level, his face was hard and serious. He was in Alpha mood, yes he was all business at the moment.

My eyes peeked up to his tall stature and then I looked back down to the snow on the ground. " There's two types of were-wolves in Russia some called Wawkalak and the other are Bodark. The Bodark make themselves known, they're just as bad as the Volturi hunting humans as prey, to eat. They've made life easier on the Volturi."

"Because people thought more about werewolves than vampires."

I nodded, " The Wawkalak are good they protect, like you. They're cursed, some say by the devil himself, like us vampires."

He frowned at that, but if Carlisle's opinion on Lilith and the origin of vampires was true. The devil cursed us making us demons as the Wawkalak.

"Not even the Wawkalak know why they were turned, I believe it's because they're good people and the devils thrives on their suffering. The only down fall of them is that they only turn when the moon is out, unlike you when you can do whenever you choose to do so, hence the name shape-shifter. If it's a cloudy night they can't protect people from the Bodark or vampires."

Looking to up to my right he was still standing tense and intently. Unenthusiastically I continued, "The Bodark's are people who chose to be werewolves. Something with a copper knife, tree and a chant anyways, they want to be werewolves. I guess to be strong and powerful, somewhat similar to the Volturi. They turn only at nightfall and they become animalistic, they have no conscience. Which is how they must be in human form. They starve for human flesh the way vampires crave human blood."

"Why are you telling me all this? What happened in Russia?" he questioned concerned.


Chapter 10 The Wawkalak and Bodark continued…

"There was a war."

"A war?" he wondered.

Vacantly, I stared of f at the frosty greenery verbalizing, "You think people would be frightened about a vampire verse werewolf war but I wasn't. It doesn't even compare to human war, or the humans caught in the crossfire of these wars."

"What do you mean?"

My mind was off in another place thinking of all the human lives involved in that stupid senseless war, all the lost lives was devastating. All losing their lives just so the Bodark and Volturi could gorge on the blood and flesh. Then, I just began to babble, "To me, I used to think, human life was so much more precious than a vampire or, a werewolf's life. I don't know why? Many human lives were lost in this war but, I was glad to see so many members of the Volturi die. It knocked back their ego a lot. Over half of the Volturi and a good percentage of the Bodark died. But I felt guilty for leading them to their death, because once they were apart of humanity. They were humans."

"How did you lead them to their death?" While he asked, a mild pain hit my lower abdomen causing me to inhale deeply but I continued to finally tell him about what had happened.

"Secretly, Marcus let me go to the city. On this particular day, I took Lily to a wood mill. I wanted her to feel like a normal child. The mill had wood carvings of animals, bears, wolves, people, all beautifully painted, and there was a playground. We were there a whole five minutes when I caught a whiff of a scent that reminded me so much of yours. It ended up being a family of three that had the similar odor. I initiated a conversation with the happy family. When I came in close contact theirs smell wasn't as great as I thought, not like yours. Lily and this couple's son Joseph got along. I spent all day letting Lily play with him. The couple eyed me questioning many random things but they were friendly. Eventually, I found out they were Wawkalak's and they their story. They could tell I was part vampire, but they trusted me."

My heart ached a bit speaking of them as I continued, " I would visit the Wawkalak's often, their fragrance was the only reminder I had of you…"

He wheezed a silent chuckled. My cramps were becoming irritating and my butt was becoming sore from sitting on the hard wooden stairs but I ignored it and continued, "What?"

Jake smirked as he questioned, "What about that tattoo you have?"

When I returned the smirk, his tension eased up and he was no longer in Alpha mood, he was just my best friend, my Jacob. He leaned against the railing still and casually placed one of his thumbs through the belt loops of the same jeans I was trying to take off him not but five minutes ago.

"Oh and that too," I confessed, "Occasionally I visited them when they were in their wolf form but usually they were human. They have prejudices against vampires like you. The Bodark's gave Wawkalak's a bad name, they made them become feared because people couldn't tell the difference between either. Tensions were always high between these groups but the Volturi came in and created more friction. They feared a battle would be soon. So I helped them plan out strategies."

"Why would the Wawalak get involved in a war between the Bodark and Volturi?" as Jake asked he sat on the porch stairs, they creaked when his weight was set on the step. I was positioned on the second step from the bottom and he sat few stairs up from the one I was sitting on. Most likely so his long legs wouldn't be at his chin. Where he was I had to look back at him and say," Because they're like you. They want to protect their loved ones and human life."

"Oh," he bobbed his head up and down.

I turned my gaze back to my hands then up to the snowy trees. I could feel his gaze at the back of my head."I had told them the Volturi had ranks, and if there was ever a war between the Bodark and Volturi like they anticipated, I told them I would inform them and they would need to pose as Bodark's. When they agreed the word spread to all Wawkalak's in the area, collectively there was seventy two Wawkalak's.

"Wow," I heard him gasp from behind.

" The first plan was to take the red guards down first."

His voice reached my right ear, "Why the red guards?"

"The Volturi have ranks, red is non-threatening vamps with basic abilities. Attack them and the Bodark first, I told them, because the grey and black ranks would be on the sidelines watching."

"What do the greys and blacks rank?"

" Grey were stronger, with powers. The black ranks, had powers also but they were considered the most dangerous, like Jane, Alec and myself."

Still not looking back at him, I still observed the lovely view of the flurry covered yard infront of me."You?" he inquired with a squeaky stunned tone.

"Aro ranked me as dangerous, " I scowled, now I was starting to feel dizzy. Pregnancy symptoms kinda suck I thought and continued, "I'm unsure why, Jane said it was because he favored me and didn't want me harmed in battle. I think it was because I killed Demetri. You see Edward and Alice would only be ranked as grey, they have abilities but they're of no threat, just useful. Momma on the other hand would be considered dangerous and even Jasper."

He raised the question, "Why thought?"

For some reason I couldn't look behind me, I couldn't look him in the eyes. I found comfort in him and if I dare gazed into his eyes he would suck me into his comforting ways. I would just break down and cry and I was sick of crying. Though, for once, I wouldn't be crying over Jake.

"Bella can't feel a mental attack what-so-ever and a large amount of vampire's powers are mental. And Jasper he can control feelings he could easily make the Volturi's enemies frightened. You see Momma and Jasper would be beyond useful."

"That doesn't make sense as to why you are dangerous."

Finally, I turned my head to my right stating, "I'm not exactly sure but Aro always called me strong willed and I guess with powers like momma's I'm ranked as she would be."

"That's why as soon as you hit the ground, you were up within seconds."

I recalled the many times Jane and Alec would use their powers on me, only to be disappointed a few seconds later when I could drown out their powers and pierce through them. (Chapter 37 Last Sunrise)

"How did the war begin?" he asked scooting closer to me. Now I could feel his knee resting on the side of the back of my right rib cage. Why couldn't he just wrap his arms around me?

"Aro remembers your pack, he remembers how strong and powerful you wolves are. He appreciated the fact that the Bodark took the strain off of vampire suspicions, so he attempted to make them his allies but failed. He used far too much force with them. Of course Marcus, was against it, Cauis wanted to see them dead and Aro decided to use more force. He captured one of them, causing a riot among the Bodark. I was glad I thought ahead to talk to Svetlana and Stepan before the war ever broke out. "

"Who were they,?"

"The Wawalak's I sniffed out. The couple with the son," he nodded and I continued, " They were the first two friends I've made in a long time and their son, Joseph was the cutest thing."

"So there are children werewolves and there are more female werewolves like Leah?"

"No, Joseph wasn't a Wawkalak he was just a normal little boy and yes there are others like Leah. Female Wawkalaks are more common than female Bodarks. Uhm," I swallowed back my whimpers. My soul ached thinking of them and my voice shook as I proceeded, " before Svetlana and Stepan were turned into Wawkalak, they had a Joesph."

"Also Wawkalaks communicate with each other only if they wish to communicate with each other. The Bodark can't. And because of that Bodark's cannot tell the difference between themselves and Wawkalak. There were a few small battles in random villages near Moscow. The Volturi and Bodark would wait to fight for they, feasted before each battle. Killing all the villagers or at least most of them. When the main war did break out, I," pausing, I snapped forward in pain, not emotional but physical pain. My head was resting on my knees as my hands wrapped around my stomach. These cramps were hurting horribly. Jake's hand patted my back soothingly. The combination of emotional and physical pain made my eyes leak with salty tears.

I fought those tears back the best I could, hoping Jake didn't' see the few that had rolled down my cheek. I sat straight back up from crouched position, then I carried on. "I suggested female Wawkalaks stay back until the majority of the battle was over. The male Wawkalak fought against the Volturi posing as Bodarks, like I had told them to do so. Aro had me hide in this old wooden church, Stepan and Svetlana dropped Joey off before the moon came out. After more than half the Volturi were dead,they retreated, but I hung back because I was watching Lily and Joseph out in the old abandoned church." (Link of profile)

"The Wawkalak females came and joined the males and turned on the Bodarks, killing a majority of them. Overall the Wawkalak won. Only forty out of seventy-two survived. After both Bodark and Wawkalak were killed, they turned back into human form. No one came for me but Marcus. Lily was in my arms and Joseph clung to my leg, I saw two bodies that I had to hide from his vision," I halted trying to fight back tears, " Stepan and Svetlana didn't make it."

My eyes stung and Jake's hand left my back. It felt cold now and I was upset having to recall these memories. Jake then sat behind me with one of his legs on each of my sides. He drew my back closer to his chest wrapping his arms my shoulders. And I leaned my elbows over his thick muscular quads.

Nuzzling at the side of my face, I leaned into him as he asked, "What happened to Joseph?"

"His parents were dead, what was I supposed to do? I took him back with me to the Volturi, then they, they," I hitched my breath and I carried forward, "they killed him."

"Why would they do that?"

"Because he was only four, he was a liability to them," I cried.

"Oh, Ness," he gasped pulling me even tighter to him, kissing my neck.

"Now I know why momma and daddy tell me not to get attached to humans, because losing them hurt so much."

Jake rested his chin on the top of my crown saying, "But Billy, Charlie…"

"I know, but they're family. I experienced death Jacob, there was so much death. And I killed Svetlana and Stepan….and little Joey."

"Ness, it wasn't your fault."

"I told them to fight, I told them to fight… I lead them to their death."

Now my tears were visible, and Jacob did what he's always done, what he does best. He soothed me, nuzzling his face at the top of my crown and kissing it. He asked, "Would they have fought whether or not you gave your strategy?"

"Y-y-yeah but…" I sniffled but he just comforted me as I needed.

"They would have gone whether or not they met you. None of this was your fault, there was already tension between them right?"

He was right, I didn't cause it but I did help kill of half the Volturi. A few tears eased and I said, "We returned back to Moscow and you were there the next week to save me. The one thing I fear is that, " I couldn't even fathom what I was going to say, so I didn't utter the words. The contraction in my lower abdomen hit again, but I forged ahead saying, " Jacob I'm scared."

My back was pressed even tighter to his chest and his arms clasped around my waist. He nuzzled his nose in the crook of my neck ," Why are you scared, you have me?"

" I'm scared they'll try to build up the Volturi again and come after us. That's probably why they came for Alice and Jasper."

He rested his chin on my left shoulder stating, "We don't' know what happened to them."

"I think they're with the Volturi. Lily says they are."

"Why would you count on what she says?"

"Her mother was like Alice and I wonder if she has those powers, she told my dad that the Volturi weren't in Russia and when they went no one was at the mansion. But I'm sure they only came after me to get to the rest of my family and now he has his eyes set on you."

He stiffened behind me, I could feel his warm breath on my neck as he said, "They'll never get to me."

"I told Aro you can only phase in La Push but if Alice and Jasper are with them, Aro will see I was lying. They'll just come here and try to kidnap you."

I sucked in a breath and felt a cold flash surge through my body but I could hardly tell with Jacob's arms around my waist. As I cried, Jake moved my hair from the left side of my neck to the opposite. I could feel the frosty air tickle my neck. My collar bone and top of my chest felt the cold air also, since Jacob had unzipped my jacket exposing the skin earlier. He nestled the tip of his nose in the crook of my neck and he spoke into my neck like a microphone saying, "Renesmee, I love you."

I could feel his hot breath in my ear as he nibbled at my ear lobe. My head leaned up and the back of my head rested against his left shoulder. Now, I was becoming sexually agitated and I could feel the moisture beneath the belt flow. I stretched my hands up in the air and brought them behind me, since Jacob was directly behind me my hands were clasped on his neck.

His kisses journeyed from ear lobe and crawled down to my neck. I pushed my shoulder blades against his chest as I absent mindedly arched my back. His soft lips remained at my neck nibbling, sucking and kissing. As he did this, his hand found its way beneath my shirt. His scorching arms made contact with the skin of my soft stomach and his other hand was on its way down my shirt. Why was he doing this to me? Why when he had no intention to give me what I really wanted?

He loving touched and petted my breast. Before I knew it, the hand that was beneath my shirt fondling my breast found its way to the waist of my jeans. His hand played at the most sensitive area and then his fingers cruised to my core. As he thrusted, slight whimpers escaped from my lips. Now, I wasn't even focused on the cramps I was having earlier or the emotional strain I had all, I could only feel his fingers deep inside me.

This wasn't the exact intimacy I wanted but we were half way there. I guess I could meet him half way, soon I would have to return the favor. I turned my neck and he leaned down to kiss me. As we started kissing, the pain in my stomach was so sharp, that I shouted, "Oww!" Then I felt a similar sting at my back. I hissed in pain and right away Jacob pulled his fingers out of the area I still wanted them.

In great disappointment, I didn't reach my climax. With the back of my head resting on his shoulder he said, "Ness, there's blood."


Chapter 11 preview

"Well, what does it usually think?" I asked curiously.

Daddy replied instantly, " Usually it just thinks of colors, warmth and comfortable things, like the sounds of your voices. Sometimes it isn't thinking at all, like now."

I lowered my head to my soft belly. I came as close as I could and started speaking to the baby, "Listen, please. Wake up baby, wake up!"

" It's not like you, you understood things before you were born, your baby doesn't."