Chapter 29: Hopeless
Nessie's POV
In all of my life I had never felt more terrified than I did right at that very second. It wasn't my life that I was most scared for. No. It was Jacob Jr I was terrified for. Nothing scared me more than seeing my baby in the hands of my enemy. Worst of all was that there was absolutely nothing at all that I could do to fight it. With Emily mind controlling my every move there was nothing that I could do. Thanks to Leila my family couldn't help me.
Unless. Could Alice see me? I shook my head. I was one of her so-called blind spots. She couldn't see me or my son. Could she see what Amy, Emily, and Leila were about to do to us? Could she at least see the outcome.
Leila smirked at me. "Maybe I should correct myself. I've stripped the powers of the mind reader, the shield, the empath, and the psychic. Every gift the Cullen clan once had now belongs to me. Or whoever I choose to give them to. Like I said before. You're family is completely defenseless now. They should just give up. It would be the smart thing to do,"
"My family will never give up," I snarled. "You can strip of their powers. You can even strip them of their freewill. But there is one thing you can't take from them. That is their will to fight,"
All three of them laughed at me. But they didn't know my family as well as I did. My family would not give up. Even if it meant putting their own lives in danger. When it came to protecting one another they didn't hesitate. I had to try also. I wasn't going to go down without a fight. Not when I had something infinitely more precious to protect.
I looked at my son who looked back at me with fear in his eyes. He'd stopped crying but I was sure that was only because Emily had used her mind control on him to make him stop. Every moment that he was in Amy's arms I grew more and more scared. All it would take was a second if she decided to crush him to death. Maybe not even a second.
We continued to walk for a long time. Until finally we'd come to a stop outside of a building. I recognized the building right away. It was where I'd woken up after the car accident a few months ago. Where Dr. Watson had taken me before.
I was forced to stay in a room with my son as the girls went to go look for Dr. Watson. The effects of the mind control did not disappear when the girls did. As much as I wanted to smash the window wide open I couldn't do it. However, it seemed that I was allowed to walk around the room. I now had enough control that I could go and pick up my son.
Jr had started crying again. I did the best that I could to soothe him to no avail. Then I decided to feed him. Feeding him usually had a calming effect on him. I was right. As soon as he latched on and started sucking he calmed down a little. It gave me time to think and try to strategize how we were going to get out of here.
I sighed. I couldn't think of one single way we'd be able to get out of here. Not with all of the gifts that these girls have. Suddenly the door flew wide open. The three of them were back. I shuddered at what was to come next.
"Ewww that is so disgusting. Can't believe you let that thing suck on your nipple like that. It's so gross," Amy and the other two wrinkled their noses in disgust.
"It's called breastfeeding. You know, when you feed your own child the milk your body body produces just for them? One of the most natural things in the world. But I suppose girls with brains that are as twisted as yours it would be impossible to feel anything that even slightly resembled maternal instinct,"
She rolled her eyes. "Whatever. As if we'd ever want to get pregnant in the first place. If you'd had any sense at all you would've aborted that thing the second you found out you'd been knocked up,"
"I know that this is an impossible concept for you to grasp but some people actually want children. Some people actually love their unborn babies whether they were planned or unplanned,"
All three of them laughed. I had no idea what was so funny. They were so twisted that I doubted even Freud would be able figure them out.
"Who hurt you so badly that it made you impossible to feel any kind of empathy or love fsay ysomeone other than yourself? What the hell happened that made you this way? So incapable of feeling love? Because I truly don't understand,"
Something about what I'd said seemed to have hit a nerve. Maybe something had happened in their childhoods that I didn't know about. Something that would explain why they were so cruel as humans. Cruelty that had only been amplified with their transformations.
"It's impossible to feel or give something you were never given yourself," Amy said. "The only thing my parents gave me were bruises. I'm going to guess you've never had your head repeatedly slammed into a wall just because you made a grilled cheese sandwich instead of a tuna sandwich. I'm going to guess you were never thrown down the stairs just because you'd accidentally interrupted an important work phone call. I'll guess that you were never raped by your own father either when you were just a little girl. That's the kind of abuse all three of us suffered from our parents,"
Holy shit. That was not at all what I had been expecting her to say. But before I could even feel bad I was forced to stand against my will. I was still under the influence of the mind control and I hated that. "No more of this chit-chat. Let's g-"
There was a sudden explosion. At first I didn't know what was going on. Then I saw the strangest thing I'd ever seen in my life up until this point. There wasn't one, but a dozen, identical reddish brown wolf pups. All exactly like my son. Then it hit me.
Self multiplication. It was like the one of the many powers that Jack Jack from The Incredibles had. He could make identical copies of himself. That was his gift. Though I wasn't sure where he'd gotten it from since it seems like gifts are usually inherited in some way. Unless it was tied to his wolf heritage somehow.
All I knew right now was that this was the distraction I needed. I could feel that the mind control was gone. I grabbed the one remaining wolf pup. The one I just instinctively knew was the original Jacob Jr. and I ran. I broke through the window and with my son securely in my arms I ran like hell.
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