Previously on OUAD:

disclaimer, the following chapter will contain graphic descriptions of violence and torture. Had it not been vital to the plot I would have skipped over this chapter- if this is not your cup of tea- I completely understand and will mark with an * when it is safe for you to continue reading

The figure chuckled darkly. "I'm just the errand runner, princessa…. And I don't think you need to guess what I'm supposed to be picking up…or rather who I should say…"

Before she could say anything else, the figure put their gloved hand around her neck and pressed a cloth over her mouth. She tried as hard as she could to not breathe in but with the figure pressing on her throat, eventually she breathed in the chloroform and began to see black fade into her vision.

Her last coherent thought was that she hoped Edward was far away from here and safe with his family. 'I love you, Edward.' Then….darkness.

Morticia Pov:

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Morticia groaned as she felt herself coming back into consciousness. She knew if she were to open her eyes she would want to hurl so she kept them closed tightly. Instead she focused on her surroundings. From what she could gather, the ground was hard like concrete and freezing cold. The air was musty as if it hadn't been circulated for years, and she could hear birds and insects in the distance.

'great that means he has me secluded in an area that isn't commonly traversed. Smart. It'll make sending a signal that much more difficult.' She thought to herself with a groan as she tried to move her body just enough to see how her restraints were.

To her shock- she wasn't bound at all. She risked the chance and opened her eyes to a dimly lit warehouse, bathed in candle light.

Slowly she moved off the concrete floor and quickly searched for her captor, but found the place empty.

'what kind of kidnapper is this dude? Leaving your captive unrestrained and not blindfolded…. Something's not right here.'

Morticia's gut almost never steered her wrong and right now it was telling her to get the fuck out of this place as fast as she could. Her only problem- there were no windows in the damn place and the only door she could see was obviously a heavy metal door she had no way of moving by herself.

She tried with all her might to raise herself to a standing position but fell flat as soon as she got the slightest footing.

A dark chuckle startled her and she turned her head to see her captor seemingly appear out of the shadows.

She could easily see now that her captor was a man as he stalked towards her with glee in his eyes at her struggle, "awe, Is the dear little princessa having trouble?"

The man was tall but slightly muscular, with dark brown hair and tattoos from what she could tell outside of his dark tee shirt and jeans. He seemed like your average psychopath. A real Norman Bates type.

Morticia refused to give him any kind of reaction and instead of becoming angry- he was just bemused.

"hmmm, not much of a talker are you now, huh, your highness?" he gave her a mock bow before circling her form- much like a vulture would its prey, before he came to stand in front of her once more.

He knelt to her level before grabbing her face roughly in his hand. Pulling her close he growled, "Don't worry. By the time I'm finished with you your vocal cords will be bloody and raw from all your screaming." He roughly shoved her away and walked over to a table set up on the side of the wall.

Morticia tried to get her legs to move, to do something! But nothing was working?! Why?...

"Oh don't even try it. I've injected you with a cocktail of vervain and iron shavings. Its lethal to both sides of your…. Lineage. Not enough to kill you, although it was tempting… I just needed you to be more…compliant before I send you to my employer- but he said I could have my fun and here we are." He called over his shoulder as he inspected some instrument on the table.

Morticia turned her head to face him and mustered up all her courage to ask, "Why? Why am I so important to you? We've never even met."

The man came to a stop in front of her and held a sharp blade in front of her face. Dragging the blade slowly across her jugular he whispered, "Because my duty is to the crown….and we can't have a bastard hybrid like you ascending to the throne. King's orders querida…"

Morticia's eyes stung as she met his cheerful stare and noticed a slight violet shimmer to his eyes…he wasn't human.

With a shuddering breath she asked, "And what exactly were your orders?

He gave her a chilling smile that made her stomach twist and drop as he spoke, "To wipe you from the family tree… although he didn't say I couldn't have any fun first."

Before she could get another breath in the man had shoved another cloth into her face and then….darkness once more.

*Edward Pov:

Sometimes I genuinely hate my telepathic ability. Not only did it ensure no privacy within my family, but it meant an eternity of Emmett and Jasper teasing , me mentally about my recent love life.

'Eddie's gonna get LAID' Emmett roared with laughter as he watched me staring out after Morticia's leaving vehicle.

'Damn Morticia has got him pussy whipped and she ain't even givin him any…that's love right there.' Jasper teased as he clasped me on the back, jarring me from their thoughts.

"You guys are hilarious- truly." I groaned and Carlisle gave me a knowing look. He knew I wanted more than anything to leave and rush to meet Morticia at her home. To breathe in her warm scent to remind myself she was there. Being a part from her made me ache in pain to be near her again.

Sometimes it made me wonder if she felt the same things too. She was half vampire after all. The thought of her adorable tiny fangs made his heart warm. Her smile mixed with her loving gaze made him weak in the knees every time she glanced his way. If he were human, he was certain he would be a stuttering mess- much like that buffoon Michael Newton.

He was jarred from his thought by Fauna's panicked shriek of "Oh god no!" Everyone rushed to see the brunette woman clutching her mouth in horror before she began pacing rapidly, muttering to herself so fast the only thing he was able to catch was "Morticia…danger…"

"What is wrong with Morticia?" He demanded as he grabbed Fauna's arm to stop her pacing.

She gave him a fearful glance and her eyes filled with tears as she spoke. "I put a protective spell around her to guard her from those of our kind who would wish to do her harm…I just felt the wards break…meaning that she's in danger.. and not from a human predator."

Edward's heart dropped at her words and the others immediately began to chime in with their worry.

"If someone has done her harm and they are like you, how can we hope to find her?" Esme asked in a shaky voice and gripped Carlisle's arm tightly. The Cullen patriarch tried to calm his wife as best he could but Edward knew he was thinking the worst for Morticia's safety as well.

Fauna took a shaky breath and took a few steps backward as she spoke, running her fingers through her hair. " I can try to track her with a locating spell. I linked myself to her when I sent her to this place so hopefully the connection is still strong. If that doesn't work… I'm not sure what to try."

Alice was beside herself and Edward knew it was because she hadn't seen this happening. Why was it always when Morticia was in danger that it somehow skips Alice's vision? Edward shook his head. It didn't matter why. The only thing that mattered was that his love was in danger. All he wanted to do right now was to run into the forest and track her as best he could.

Fauna seemed to know what he was planning as she quickly moved in front of him, blocking his path.

"Listen here, telepath. You may think you know everything because of your gifts but let me be clear. What we are dealing with is not of your world. It is not some human you can threaten into wetting their pants at the sight of you. I have a feeling we are dealing with one of Kind Stephen's royal trackers. They are trained to capture their target and use unimaginable torture on their targets to get the information they need." Her chilling voice sent a pang of hurt through him and made him growl at the thought of someone putting their hands on Morticia.

"What does he want with her?!" He growled as he tried to calm his breathing- unnecessary for him but it did distract him long enough for him to focus on Fauna's next words.

"my guess is that Stephen sent one of his trackers out to find Morticia since he found that she survived. The king is quite an elitist and I can't imagine he would take too kindly to the idea Morticia could come back to Valeria and stake her claim to the crown. She may be his biological granddaughter- but that man would do anything to keep the blood lines "pure" as he calls it. I thought he wouldn't put forth the effort as the Volturi most certainly would have her on their radar- but even he isn't that patient." She let out a shuddering breath and then moved to the coffee table in the center of the room.

"I need a map of Washington as well as surrounding states. Stephen's men are smart and they may do one of two things- take her far away or keep her close by to confuse us. I need to cover all my bases and a simple locator spell may be able to do the trick."

Jasper quickly flashed up to Carlisle's study and came back with the largest map they had. Fauna instructed him to lay it long ways on the coffee table and gathered some ingredients from her bag. Strategically she placed candles in the form of a pentagram around the center of the map and connected them in a circle with what smelled like a type of herb.

Clearing her throat lightly before concentrating her gaze on the candles and muttering, "Incendo," making the candles spark up bright flames. With a nod to herself she took a dagger from her bag and placed it against her palm. Cautiously she glanced around the room, "If anyone wishes to leave I understand, this will get quite bloody."

No one moved. They were too worried about what was happening to their dear Morticia to care about the scent of the brunette's blood.

With a nod, Fauna sliced her palm and let her blood spill onto the map in a sporadic pattern, then she began muttering, "Ostende mihi eam. me visus videre eam. Da mihi partem."

After a few repetitions the blood began to bubble on the map, rising into the air before mixing and igniting into a bright green flame. And if that wasn't shocking enough, the flame began to grow until they began to see pictures within it.

Everyone looked on as Morticia's beaten face began to form in the flame. She seemed to be hung from chains, stripes to her underclothes in what looked like a wearhouse. Esme let out a horrified cry and Rosalie let out a dry sob. His love's face was blossoming with black and purple bruises, and her features were nearly unrecognizable under the caked blood from deep cuts to her cheekbones.

His father took a shuddering breath and ran his hand through his hair. 'The trauma just looks extensive, I can't imagine the internal bruising or worse.' The thought made Edward sick, and it only worsened when another figure began to speak in the background.

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"Awe have I finally broken you, little hybrid? I thought you were much stronger, with your vampire genes and all….I guess they were right when they called your mother a trollop for wasting her time spreading her legs for that filth…oh, well. We can correct her mistake can't we? And if not…well there's always hope for breeding it out of the family…..I volunteer. I guarantee I could please you much more than your pathetic vampire boy you've settled yourself with…..just like your mother I guess."

Rosalie growled at the implication and Edward basically pulverized the back of the couch in his grip. That….thing thought he could touch his Morticia and get away with it? Oh, he would gladly let his monster roam free with him and he could see his sister coming to the same idea. It would be fun to see the bastard squirm.

Morticia in the flame opened her eyes and spat at the man before her, "I wouldn't let you touch me if you actually knew what to use with that microscopic thing you call a dick!"

The man wiped his face in anger before backhanding Morticia across the face and stalking off from view. They watched Morticia's face morph into one of fear as the man's footsteps could be heard coming back.

"Let's see how smart you are once we take care of those pesky wings. I bet they aren't even fully formed yet…"

Morticia jerked and tried to get away as he brought a red-hot poker near her face.

"Pure Iron. Didn't even need to heat it really, it'll easily burn right through your pretty pale skin but I wanted to make extra sure you could feel it.."

The man chuckled with glee as Morticia tried to get away from him. The others watched in dread and horror as the man shoved the poker into the skin of Morticia's back between her shoulder blades.

Morticia let out a blood curdling scream and tears streamed down her face as her body contorted from the pain.

*Fauna's connection broke and silent sobs wracked her body as the vision cleared. She fell to the floor and clutched her arms around herself as if to keep herself together. Everyone else was silent as they each individually processed what they saw.

'dear god.' Carlisle was sending her silent prayers. Esme was beside herself with grief, 'who could do something so awful to her? And why her?'

Rosalie's thoughts were by far the bloodiest, second to that was Jasper's. Both were planning unimaginable retribution on this 'Angelus' fellow.

Alice was nearing a mental breakdown as she couldn't grasp how she couldn't see something like this happening to someone she viewed as a sister, it made her feel worthless with her power.

Edward sent his sister a knowing look. None of this was her fault. Her power was not all knowing and she had gotten too in the habit of thinking herself invincible in her abilities.

'I'm so sorry Edward. I should have looked harder- tried harder to see any danger to this family.'

Rather than respond to her verbally he just gave her a sad look before turning his attention back to Fauna. The tiny fae was nearly caving in on herself as she shook with her sobs.

"What can we do?" Edward asked gravely as he restrained himself again from demolishing the entire living room in his anger.

Fauna took a deep breath and moved to settle herself on the couch.

"I've already exerted enough of a magical strain trying to see where she was. If I exert any more I could alert others to my location and make things even worse. I'm afraid we will have to find her the old-fashioned way."

Jasper chimed in with his quick wit, "And how exactly are we supposed to track a known tracker? One who clearly knows she's connected with us!" His voice was held tight, indicating his resigned anger.

The others were quiet for a long time before a new voice called out from the front door. " you call in someone who has faced Angelus head on and can train you on his signature moves."

They turned to see a pale man with longer raven black hair and black sunglasses standing in the door frame. Everyone was confused at the newcomer's presence….all except Fauna who gasped when she saw him.

"it can't be….."

'ok why the fuck is he wearing sunglasses at night?"

Emmett gave her a confused look before turning to their guest, "Who the fuck are you?"

The man gave a chuckle before shedding his coat and throwing it across his arm. When he next removed his sunglasses, Esme gasped. His eyes were nearly the same violet as Morticias, but a brighter, more fuchsia color. The man's mannerisms exuded power and elegance, it clearly showed the man was of a wealthy upbringing. Also, the man clearly lacked a heartbeat- so obviously, he wasn't human.

He smiled as he spoke and flashed gleaming white fangs identical to Morticia's.

'so he is a vampire, interesting.' Edward thought to himself.

"Oh I am quite sure Fauna has already mentioned me, but I guess it is polite to clarify. Pardon me, my name is Vladimir Draconus and I'm here for my daughter- Morticia."

Fauna stood up and glared at the man with a withering gaze, "Vladimir Draconus has been missing for years…why now have you chose to show your cowardly face?!"

The man, Vladimir looked ashamed, "Believe me Fauna, I fought my hardest to keep my family together- but I knew the best thing for my daughter was to leave her in your care. I wanted to drive a stake through my heart when Athenodora asked me to leave her behind but…I made a promise, and I never break a promise."

Fauna crossed her arms over her chest and scoffed, "Well you've done a bang up job haven't you? Morticia's been kidnapped by your arch-nemesis and we have no bleeding idea how to find her?! So what do you suggest?!"

Vladimir took a turn around the room, glancing up at the moon through the window as he spoke, "you tried the location spell using your protection bond with her. I assume it only partially worked and allowed you to see her in real time, but not send a message or get a location?"

Fauna gritted her teeth and chose not to reply. Vladimir sighed and moved over to the piano, silently humming to himself as he ran a pale hand over the ivory keys. A ring glistened on his finger and drew Edward's attention. Why would a man so ready for a fight and on the run, keep a priceless heirloom like that on his finger?

"it keeps me from burning in the sunlight. In case you were wondering." Vladimir said without looking up at Edward.

Edward gave the man a confused look and Vladimir finally turned to look up at him.

"I've lived on this earth for many years, and it doesn't take much to notice someone's interest- especially in this ring."

He held up his hand to the others and they watched as the blood red gem glistened in the moonlight.

"We can kindly get the pleasantries out of the way I think now. You all know I'm a vampire, I know you are a different kind of vampire. That's the thick of it. What you don't know is that all those 'myths' you laugh at, well they originated from some truths about my kind."

'Ah, and here I thought it was all from fiction… perhaps..' Carlisle began to muse.

"So let me guess, you sleep in a coffin and have an aversion to crosses, holy water or wooden stakes?" Emmett chuckled as he sized the man up.

Vladimir chuckled and sullenly looked off into the distance, mindlessly twirling the ring around his finger.

"A coffin, no. I have grown fond of modern mattresses. They work out the kinks an eternity can cause to a spine. As for wooden crosses and Holy water. I have lost faith in the church ages ago when I prayed for my love and daughter to be safe, only to see her father order them both to be executed before my eyes. I lost all faith in humanity or god at that moment. So, to answer your question crosses and Holy water do nothing but remind me of dark times in my life. Wooden stakes- now those can be deadly if aimed properly."

'Woah, heavy dude.' Emmett thought as he took in the man's words. The others didn't know how to respond. Thankfully he continued in his explanation.

"Sunlight, which I assume was your next point is deadly like an instant flame, but with my ring I'm protected. A witch I knew back in my day spelled it for me so that I could go about unnoticed in our town. I chose not to be a monster like my creator planned so she granted me mercy."

Carlisle's thoughts warmed with empathy and Edward knew the two of them would soon become kindred spirits.

Esme took a step forward and asked, "we heard what happened to your wife…I am so sorry. Losing someone you love is unimaginable, but giving up our child…." She placed her hand on top of his and for a moment Edward feared for his Mother's safety. Her compassion for a stranger made him nervous to say the least.

But Vladimir simply put his hand other hand over top of hers and smiled a grim smile. "I thank you ma'am but she was not my wife, not yet. With everything happening we never got around to it, and then Morticia was born. That was the happiest day of my life…seeing the two of them. If only for one moment I had everything I could ever want. I had lived countless lifetimes….but never truly lived."

He looked to the others before moving to the center of the room, meeting their stares head on. "I did not come all this way to lose her again. I may have lost her mother- but I will not lose my daughter. If we have to track Angelus to the ends of the earth we will. Fauna didn't have enough of a connection to my daughter to get a location but I do. My blood flows in her veins and I can reach out to her vampire side, even if it'd been dormant."

"dormant?" Rosalie asked as Vladimir began moving furniture to clear out the living room floor.

"My daughter is a hybrid. Her entire life her fae side and vampire side have been fighting for dominion over her. Fauna's spell may have quelled her senses and powers, but that inner battle never dulls completely. Fauna wasn't strong enough to tap into the fae side, so now we have to result to the vampire side. Especially since she's in pain she'll be vulnerable and I'll be able to tap into that and hopefully get her location."

Rosalie looked slightly ill as she moved to help him with the furniture and the others respectively helped their part.

Edward meanwhile, didn't know what to think of this. His love's father just materialized out of thin air and now they had to do another ritual to hopefully find her. Please god not another vision like before. Another one of those would kill him.

When they had the same set up as before, the Cullens stood back and let the other two begin their work.

Vladimir began to remove his shirt and Fauna began sharpening the same dagger.

"Do you really have to do that, dear? We know you aren't that sadistic as to make this hurt more, are you." The cheek in his voice was evident.

Fauna scoffed, "If only Athenodora were here, she could keep your arse in line."

Vladimir smirked as he gave her his palm to begin carving some kind of runes. As she moved to his chest she began to mutter the same latin phrases. The candles around them sparked to life and burned brightly. The runes on his chest began to glow bright red and seemed to burn into Vladimir's skin- although the man showed no pain outward. He merely grimaced and nodded for Fauna to continue.

Blood droplets began to rise from his runes and mixed in mid-air. They traveled to the map and spread out across the state of Washington before moving to a secluded warehouse district in Port Angeles.

Fauna's eyes shot open and she stopped chanting as the candles blew out and Vladimir fell to the floor. Her eyes were bloodshot and a drop of blood began to drip from her nose.

"I hope you know what you're doing with this…. If he comes after her or worse…." Fauna trailed off as she went to look at the map, dabbing her nose with a tissue. "I said I couldn't do another one of these in case he found us and you just had to do a blood ritual- the strongest of them all!"

Vladimir pulled himself off the floor with difficulty and growled, "As if I would let him get near her! You think I didn't cloak myself when I fled Valeria! Stephen can't find me with even the best tracker."

Fauna just shook her head as she took a picture of the map with her cell phone, "It wasn't Stephen I was referring to, Vlad…. I was talking about Aro Volturi. The man who nearly destroyed my home because he caught wind of some 'very powerful beings.' I hope you have a plan for him." She shoved past him and called hastily to everyone as she left, "I need some time alone to myself before we journey to find Morticia. I'm sure Vlad will fill you in on any important details."

Vladimir paused for a moment before addressing them, "leave Aro Volturi to me, please. I have been waiting ages to wipe that smug smile off his face."

Carlisle's face pulled into a worried frown and Edward knew he was worried about how the Volturi would retaliate against them.

"I'm not really sure you should be going against him. He has an army-" Carlisle started but Vladimir scoffed, "Honestly Carlisle? His army, don't make me laugh. It's a sorry excuse for servitude is what it is. They stand no match against those fighting for an actual cause as opposed to following blindly. Why do you defend him after he relentlessly has tried to steal your children from you? Alice… Edward? They can only resist for so long before he forces their hand by annihilating the rest of you….and in their grief he will steal them away."

Everyone was shocked to hear that he knew about Alice and Edward's appeal to the Volturi. Esme turned to him with confusion, "How do you know about us exactly? And how did you know Aro has an interest in Alice and Edward?"

Vladimir smiled, "Ma'am, I've been gathering information on your family since I decided to come find my daughter. I know all about your vegetarian lifestyle- kudos by the way, I haven't been able to curb bagged blood for a few years but I can see the appeal to an elk now and then. I know all about your 'gifts' as you call them. Alice with her visions, Jasper and his emotional manipulation….and Edward, with his unique gift of telepathy…and stealing teenage girls hearts or so I hear."

Edward visibly stiffened as Vladimir turned his now cold gaze towards him. He really dreaded having this conversation without Morticia present. He knew he could woo Tony over to his side, but Tony was human!

'so should he grovel now or wait until Morticia can watch?' Rosalie mused, ever the supportive sister.

'ouch, the dad threat already and Morticia isn't here to save him from it. Good luck bro. Hopefully he doesn't castrate you so you can still please Morticia and not die a virgin!' Ever the classiest, Emmett.

"Sir- I-," Edward started but Vladimir held up his hand to silence him. The dark haired vampire threw his shirt on and gave Edward a bemused glance, " let's finish that conversation after I have my daughter back in my arms." Vladimir moved to stand in front of him and whispered "Although, I should warn you Edward…. Telepath or not, I am much, much older than you boy and if you cross me or her…. There is no place on Earth you could escape me."

With that he smiled sarcastically, patted Edward's shoulder and walked calmly to the front door. As he turned the latch he looked back at the others with a serious look, "let's go get my daughter back. Grab Fauna. We leave in 5 minutes." And with a tip of his head the charismatic vampire disappeared into the night.

The Cullens looked at each other in astonishment, wondering just what the hell had happened in the last hour. None was more stunned than Edward, however. Not only did he have to worry for his love's safety from that psycho- but now his own from her mysterious father!

He barely got Morticia to fall for him…. how the hell was he supposed to get her dad to approve of him? Oh, he really hoped he didn't know about 'the Twilight Saga.' Since when did his life have such emotional whiplash?

There was only one thing he cared about in that moment. Morticia. Once she was safe, Vladimir could do anything he wanted to him. As long as she was happy and alive. Edward knew once she was in his arms again, then he could truly break down. But he had to be strong for her.