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BPOV (Monday Morning)
I threw my car into reverse as I backed out of the garage, narrowly missing the side of the marble fountain as I peeled off towards the school, anger clouding my vision. Before I even hit the actual road I was doing 250 and there were red and blue lights flashing behind me. I opened my window and stuck my arm out, my hand covered with a glowing blue flame.
Not even looking back, I shot a ball of crackling blue flame at the cop car and listened to the explosion it made as the fire struck home and blew the vehicle to smithereens. I pressed even harder on the gas pedal, the needle inching to 300 when I finally pulled into the school parking lot, shutting off my engine and all but ripping the door off its hinges.
Because, guess what I found out this weekend? Hmm? You want to know? Edward has been kidnapped and someone has disguised themselves as Alice, which was why she was acting so weird at the mall on Saturday. And I am about to rip apart whoever it is that is disguising themselves as Alice.
I know I had said I would probe 'Alice's' thoughts on Monday but I was too impatient and I wanted answers so I decided to do it yesterday afternoon. I found her thoughts all right, Edward's too . But, the thing was, I found them coming from an abandoned warehouse in the middle of scenic nowhere, Edward's barely even counting as thoughts because they were so weak. He had been beaten nearly to death and wasn't healing.
I had spent all last night sobbing, counting down the seconds until I could go to school and cheerfully beat the Alice imposter to death, but not before extracting every single piece of information from them. I also broke almost everything in my room, the only thing that remained unscathed were my paintings and anything that reminded me of Edward.
This morning I had only rolled up off the floor where I had collapsed with my sobs and thrown on black sweats and a black long sleeved shirt and tied up my hair into a messy bun on top of my head. I hadn't even bothered with any accessories, only shoving sunglasses on to cover up my angry eyes.
I spotted 'Alice' talking to Jeremy, flirting shamelessly with him, hitting his chest lightly and pressing herself all over his body. Jasper was sobbing on Rosalie's shoulder only fifteen feet away, while Rosalie hugged him to her and rubbed his back soothingly as she cried quietly along with him. Emmett sat on the fender of his jeep, his face stoic and impassive for once.
I turned my eyes back to the fake Alice only to wish I hadn't. She had Jeremy's dick out of his pants and was now pumping it furiously with her hand right in the middle of the parking lot. He was moaning loud enough for everyone to hear and passersby were looking disgusted some even whooping and asking to go next.
The fake Alice replaced her hands with her mouth, getting down on her knees and taking Jeremy's entire length into her mouth. Jasper chose then to peek over at her, his eyes swollen and red from crying, and his peeking only brought on more tears which caused Rosalie to cry even harder too. The fake Alice stood up, spitting out white, sticky fluid onto the ground, and grinned maliciously over her shoulder straight at me.
I gasped as her burgundy red eyes stared straight into my gold and teal ones. Wait… burgundy red? As in the red of a human drinking vampire? That was the only explanation, a vampire was disguising themselves as Alice for some strange, sick, unknown reason and was making it look like Alice was a slut.
After reaching that conclusion I stomped over to a heavily making out Jeremy and the vampire imposter Alice who was now reaching under her two-inch skirt to rip off her skimpy pink thong. Before I reached them the fake Alice impaled herself on Jeremy's standing erection and rode him hard causing them both to moan in sync.
I nearly puked right there but I stopped myself and dug my fingers into the shoulders of fake Alice, yanking her off of Jeremy with a wet sucking sound, causing flecks of white to spray all over them. Jeremy shouted angrily as I threw my victim to the ground, her head slamming into the concrete, denting it.
"Who the fuck are you?!" I snarled as I straddled the fake Alice, pinning her shoulders to the ground with my knees. She struggled momentarily, trying to claw out my eyes with her fingernails but I took her wrists in my left hand and pinned them above her head and squeezed her throat tightly with my right hand.
She stopped moving completely and suddenly broke into a crazy, maniacal laugh before answering me, "Why darling, how could you not remember mummy dearest" she replied in the thick Irish accent I would know anywhere. Jacquelyn.
"Jacquelyn." I whispered, horrified. She wasn't supposed to have a power, I ran a test on her and Benjamin several times, each time coming up with a big fat negative. How had I not been able to pick up her clearly evident power? Unless she had just recently developed it and since I hadn't tested her in about 50 years I had no idea.
"That's right Isabella." she cackled, trying to twist herself out from under me. The scene must have looked insane to the onlookers, Bella Laroche, the gorgeous semi-new girl beating up Mary Alice Brandon, the girl who was supposed to be one of her best friends.
I almost chuckled at that thought but right then Jacquelyn changed back into her normal beautiful form and bunched up her muscles and tried to throw me off of her but I was about ten times stronger and she only succeeded in shaking me up a bit.
I took my hand off her throat and slapped her across the face so hard I heard the large white chunk of her previously smooth porcelain cheek break off of her face and go flying through the air and land on the hood of a rusty ford sedan. Jacquelyn roared in fury and struggled with increased strength beneath me but I was prepared and started punching and scratching, taking out her left red eyeball so it dangled out of the socket.
She punched me hard in the stomach after I stupidly let go of her hands and I flew backwards, crashing into a beat up blue Toyota and making the front windshield shatter. I jumped to my feet right as Jacquelyn ran full speed at me, her head tucked down like a ram as it collided with my stomach causing to fly back wards once more.
My arm was hanging at an awkward angle and the gaping hole in her face glistened with venom as it struggled to heal the large wound that would normally take only a few minutes. I roared with a renewed fury, the sound resembling an angry animal as I snapped my arm back into place. We then started circling each other.
I stepped around the rubble of cement and destroyed car parts, the lot vacant of any humans. They had long figured out this was not a fight they should be witnessing as it was obviously not a fight between anything human. Jacquelyn kept her eyes on me and I kept mine on her as we slunk around, always keeping the same distance between the other.
She was the first to strike but I was faster, grabbing her arm in both of my hands and yanking it so hard that it came away from her body with a sickening jolt and a loud pop. I snapped my finger and milliseconds later her arm was nothing more than a pile of curled black ash on the ground that left behind a strong incense like smell.
"Where are Edward and Alice?" I screamed at her preparing to rip off her other arm. She snarled at me and tried to kick me in the stomach but I stopped her, catching her foot in my hand and twisting her around so she had to hop to keep her balance and not fall flat on her ruined face.
"I don't know what you are talking about." she snarled at me, the words were slurred due to the lack of muscle support from the left side of her face. Fed up, I tore off her leg, the screeching sound breaking the strangely quiet atmosphere around us, and, like I had done with her arm, I burned it to an unrecognizable ash.
She howled in anger and pain as I screamed at her again, "Where the fuck are Edward and Alice!" I punctuated each word with a crushing blow to Jacquelyn's ribs, shattering them and making the skin around them splinter and break. I was so blinded by rage right then so I pushed her to the ground and knelt over her limp body, preparing myself for my next actions. I then pulled my lips back over my teeth in a horrible snarl and dug my razor sharp teeth into her neck, ripping out her larynx and spitting it out onto the ground.
"Where are they?" I demanded, my voice distorted and demonic with the uncontrollable rage that was emanating from every point of my body, every pore, every nerve, and each ragged breath I drew. Jacquelyn was now hanging on to her life to by a thread but I wouldn't stop with the torture that barely scratched the surface of what I was feeling.
I slowly pulled off strips of her skin with my teeth, digging them deep into her marble flesh and raking the down agonizingly slow, enjoying her screams of pain. After all the surface skin was torn off I worked on her muscles, tearing those off layer by layer, loving the gritty feel of them as I ground them in between my teeth, Jacquelyn's venom dripping down my chin.
Her veins were thick with human blood I soon found out which was why her eyes were such a deep and vibrant red. "So much for animals, eh mom?" I spat at her, shoving my hand into her organs, squeezing her liver in my palm and taking I huge bite out of it.
I soon bored of that and quickly moved onto breaking every unscathed bone in her body, turning each one into a fine powder I tossed into the air, laughing jubilantly as it rained back down on us like snow. Jacquelyn wasn't even screaming anymore, just moaning pathetically. That made me mad so I decided to heal her a bit just so I could break her even more.
Her bones grew back and her skin slowly creeped over the fixed muscles which were almost in the same state as they had been before I had started eating them. She thought I was done and she tried to jump back up to finish me off but she was still weak so I easily pinned her down again but I didn't tear her skin off again like I wanted, now I needed answers.
"Okay Mummy," I snarled the word, my venom spattering her face, "I want answers and you will give them to me, understand? I asked savagely and she nodded solemnly at me, "Good. Now, nod for yes, shake for no. Understand?" she nodded. "Okay, I assume you have kidnapped Alice and Edward and have hidden them from me, correct?" nod, "and you have hurt Edward badly, yes?" nod again. "Bad idea." I backhanded her and her head snapped to the side.
"Now, you once told me after my change that you knew Edward was still alive, how did you know this? Answer with words." she took a deep trembling breath before she started, speaking slowly and clearly, obviously fearing that if she said the wrong thing I would continue what I started and this time I wouldn't stop.
"Aro sent Jane to kill him, to get him out of the way so he couldn't distract you as you used your power to take over the world for Aro. He wanted you, you know." yes I did know, Aro had made it clear on too many occasions that he wanted me and my power for himself, "well, I was to change you and I knew Jane hadn't killed your lover, his heart was still beating when Jane pulled away, 'It will give up soon, I took too much for him to live.' but she hadn't. Mere minutes after she was gone, back to Italy, he began to transform, his screams were horrifying and I knew it would be discovered that he was still alive which would ruin everything." she stopped for a moment, trying to control a spasm of pain.
"So I hid him away, I didn't have the heart to kill him then, and once you tried to kill yourself, as was the plan, I immediately bit you before you lost too much blood and you began to change. It was exactly as it was supposed to be, except for the boy living of course." Jacquelyn looked thoughtful for a moment before continuing, "Michael and Jacob had no idea that I was part of your unhappiness, Benjamin either. It almost destroyed me to kill them, Aro quickly helped me get over that." she chuckled darkly and I soon saw images of her and Aro killing Jacob and Mike and then them twisting, panting, and moaning intimately in dark sheets, my 'father' laying dead and burning on the floor beside them.
"You are one sick bitch." I whispered, trying to will the tears that would never fall to come. Jacquelyn shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly before she continued, horrifying me even further than she already had.
"So, here we are, I took the human girl simply to get at you. Her blood was sweet. Of course she's not changing, I sucked any venom out of her, I'm not that cruel." I wanted to disagree but kept my mouth shut, "I took your lover to finish what should have been over with 600 years ago. You know you weren't supposed to remember him, but something went wrong and you kept your entire memory. Pity, you could have been great."
I was shocked at all the information and mulled it over all while healing Jacquelyn to her normal state, I wanted to release my pent up rage somehow and she was the perfect opportunity. "Ready, mum?" I asked, sinking into a feral crouch, hooking my fingers into lethal claws that could tear, scratch, or gouge. She jumped to her feet, landing gracefully on her tennis shoe clad toes.
"I wonder how Hollywood is going to feel when they learn they lost two of the best actors of all time." I asked, feigning sadness. Jacquelyn snarled viciously as she lunged for me, landing in a heap on the ground, missing me as I sidestepped easily to the side.
I tutted as picked her up by the hair, the once smooth brilliant red now a dingy off color, and swung her around 360 degrees before letting go, making her land on a minivan. The alarm went off, the sharp wails a nuisance to both of our ears so she pounded the hood until the wails stopped. Once the loud noise stopped she faced me again and I sent a huge smirk her way, she was going to lose and she knew it.
I slunk forward, darting to stand in front of her in milliseconds, and grasped her throat in my hand once more only this time I didn't seize it with my teeth and rip her larynx out. Instead, this time I asked a question before I would kill her this time, "I will ask once more. Where are Alice and Edward at? And don't lie." she trembled in fear at my deadly no nonsense tone, her shoulders shook with the chill of fear that crept through her spine.
"In a warehouse in Port Angeles, 965 Oak Street, number 3." she quivered out, nearly weeping at the knowledge of what was coming next for her. I almost felt bad for what I was about to do but then I remembered all the pain she had caused and contributed and all hesitation flew out the window as I bent my mouth over her neck and tore off her head with one clean jerk.
Her body slumped to the ground and moments later it was ablaze and sending off that putrid stink of too strong incense and a swirl of purple smoke was wafting through the air. I found her head a few feet away where it had rolled until the basic laws of motion took hold of it and made it stop when it hit one of those cement things that separate parking spots. That was quickly burned and left behind the nasty smell that made my stomach lurch and head spin.
I heard a soft pattering behind me and whirled around, preparing to attack, only to find a shocked group of werewolves gaping wolfy gapes and staring at my beat up form and the piles of ash scattered around. Soon enough they were all standing 6 foot 8, butt naked, and stinky around me as I tried to clutch every single one of them to me as I sobbed and dry heaved.
I sunk to the ground and rocked myself back and forth then was joined by five overheated bodies who tried to comfort me and ask what was wrong but I couldn't answer, no not until I found Edward. I continued dry sobbing as I climbed into Sam's bare lap, not even caring how inappropriate this scene was, only seeking comfort.
So I told them everything, from start to finish, leaving no detail out and once I was done they were furious and about ready to explode into their wolf forms. I did my best to calm them and once everyone was back in control we made a plan to go find Edward and Alice and get the hell out of there.
"So how are we going to get to Port Angeles?" Paul asked once they were all dressed in denim jeans, black tee shirts, and tennis shoes. We had all ran back to my house so they could scarf down some imagination food( I call it that because I have to picture it in my mind before it becomes real) and get dressed.
"I was thinking somewhere along the lines of teleportation." I answered and they understood immediately, latching onto some part of my body as we were yanked through the void of moving from one place to another without actually physically getting there by walking, running, etcetera.
We arrived at the warehouse's address and came up outside of a long abandoned Bob's Car Parts where I could hear feeble yelling that would never have been detected by mortal ears. I approached the door, which was obviously locked as it had a huge padlock on the handle, and kicked it open, ripping it off it hinges and spewing wood and metal splinters all over.
The boys and I cautiously walked in, listening to the faint cries for help that were becoming louder and more insistent once they heard the din of me breaking down the door. I heard my name being called feebly by Edward which encouraged me to start a light jog which, to me, was really slow but to a human it was faster than any Olympic runner could ever dream of.
The shouts were louder now as we went deeper into the warehouse, the smell of oil, car exhaust, and tobacco still lingering in the air even though this place had obviously been deserted for many years. We were now in the heart of the large building and I heard Alice and Edward as clearly as if they were just on the other side of the wall I was breaking down.
I finally broke through the last layer of plaster and tumbled through the large hole into a dimly lit room that rank of rotting and decaying flesh that I suspected came from long dead rats trapped by the cruel traps laid out in the surrounding walls. I searched the room until my eyes landed on Alice who sat tied up on a creaky metal chair, tired and hungry looking but otherwise unscathed.
Edward was a much different story. He had so many bite marks that shone raised and slightly purplish like a bruise on his skin and his clothes were shredded to ribbons so they revealed several inches of his pale sculpted body. He looked disheveled and parched beyond belief but a brilliant and happy smile shone on his battered face once he saw me and he struggled to sit up off the floor where he lay.
I darted over to him and pushed him back on the floor so he wouldn't strain himself and get hurt anymore than he already was and cause more damage to his weakened body. I cradled his head in my lap and pressed a delicate kiss to his forehead, careful not to disturb the long scrape on his left temple.
"You found me." he croaked out, grimacing as he tried to clear his dry and sore throat. I shushed him and opened up the large 80 oz. canteen of mountain lion blood I had thought to bring along, good thing too because he sucked it down faster than I ever thought possible. Immediately I saw his skin darken to more of a snowy color rather than the sickly pasty grey it had been before and some of the venom coated lacerations and cuts healed to a small purplish scar.
"Yes of course I found you silly," I whispered back thickly, my throat clogged with unshed tears, "I never would have just given up, I haven't even married you yet or lost my virginity to you either." he laughed at that, the sound happy and music to my ears which made me laugh too. A weak, tired laugh but still one that made me feel the happiest.
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Woo hoo. I updated within four days of my last one, that's pretty great. I hope this chapter was good enough for you peoples. The story isn't over yet, still some more chapters I don't even know how many more though. Please review, I finally got 200 but before this story is over I want 1,000! Haha, just kidding. But if I can that's amazing.