Ack, I just finished mowing my lawn (on August 30, 2009 in case this is not posted for a while) and I am all icky and sweaty. Wow, that sounds EXTREMELY feminine and wimpish. Haha I should be used to being "icky and sweaty" since I play sports. Anyway, sorry for the wig out in my a/n, however I do not regret it. Not much to say right now except thank you SO much for the encouragement and to that anonymous person that left that "lovely" review I can honestly say I really don't care and I can write whatever the hell I want.

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BPOV

I stretched my arms over my head and groaned as I got up off the couch, cell phone in hand since I was expecting a call any second. I wandered aimlessly around my empty house, my only companions the furniture and pictures hanging from the walls. There were many holes where dull gray nails used to hold up the portraits I had painted that included my family members; I didn't want any reminders of the dead men I had called my brothers and father.

I burned the ones that Jacquelyn featured in. I was thankful she was not in many that included my other real family members whose pictures I had stored up in the attic. The only paintings that remained were those that portrayed nature and a few of Edward and me. I ventured up the stairs heading to my room, trailing my fingers over the rough texture of the painted hallway walls.

Once I opened my door, I went over to my closet, changed out of my sweats, and hoody into loose mustard yellow cheer shorts and a simple black spaghetti strap shirt that showed the smallest inch of my stomach. I braided my hair loosely to the right and draped it over my shoulder as I walked over to the double doors that led to my balcony where my plush white lounge chair awaited.

The sky was perfectly blue with absolutely no clouds in sight so I was using my spare time to soak up the warm rays of the sun and "work on my tan". Like that would ever happen. I placed my cell phone on the floor next to the leg of the chair, put on a pair of large brown Dolce and Gabbana sunglasses, and settled back into my chair, my whole body already sparkling.

I was expecting an important phone call from either Emmett or Alice because Rosalie was getting an ultrasound today in Seattle and this was going to determine the gender of the twins. Rosalie's parents did not let anyone go with their daughter to the appointment so I had to wait to hear any news from those two since they had followed Mr. and Mrs. Hale on their drive to Seattle.

A slight breeze blew over me; stirring loose hairs and making them tickle my cheeks and laughter to bubble up in my throat. I wished idly that Edward was here with me but he had an interview with a college that he had applied to and was out of state. Those reasons made me regret posing as a freshman when I came here when I should have gone in as a junior letting me have less time to wait before I myself could graduate.

Oh well, I could always leave after next year when Rosalie and Alice graduate because then I will not have anything else to wait for. I hate to tell anyone this but we rather had a falling out with Saera, Eric, Angela, and Ben. They told Edward and me the day after graduation they could not take being around "supernatural creatures" anymore and wanted to get back to their normal lives. It made me sad for a while but I really thought that it was for the best, some humans really could not handle the vampire world.

I know it is bad to say this but I am somewhat glad that they did not want to associate with us anymore. For one, there is the Volturi that would kill them where they stood if they ever found out the four humans knew about the vampire world. Luckily, I had wiped their memories of the knowledge off the supernatural so now they just thought we all had a falling out.

In addition, having eight newborns on our hands would have been extremely difficult even with Carlisle, Esme, Edward, and me. My powers would have an advantage on the brute strength of a newborn vampire but I would feel horrible since I would only be slamming them to the ground and immobilizing them if they ever almost lost control. Also, even though newborn's have the help of their newborn strength I still would be stronger than either of them physically simply because I'm older and I have years of hard training and have dealt with strategies to control newborns.

Still, I would not want to go through the trouble of keeping track of the eight children, brand new to the world they had just joined. Overall, the four humans' choice to stay normal only benefited everyone in the long run, I am just bummed our friendship will not be able to continue in the centuries to come.

My loneliness crashed down on me as I realized I wouldn't have some of the people I had gotten to know so well the past months which made me really want to find an animal companion to keep me company when I ended up by myself since I was living by myself for now and Angelique, my sweet baby bear, had been moved to a permanent forest up in Alaska.

The birds twittered in the trees in the forest surrounding my lonely estate and the pounding of a woodpecker's beak against the bark of a willow as I lay on the soft white chair, thinking. My phone went off on the wooden planks of the balcony, sending the vibrations up the legs of my chair. My hand flashed down and grabbed it, simultaneously with my finger that pressed the answer key.

"Hello, Alice, how did it-" I was cut off by gasps and ragged breathing from the other end. "Alice? Alice! Sweetie what is wrong? Alice? Alice!" I screamed into the phone but the gasping continued until two faint words came through the phone.

"Help… me." And the line went dead.

Oh, my gosh I was TOTALLY going to end it there but of course I am the almighty overlord and I am kind so ya'll get about another 2,000 words cuz that was about less than 1,000 words. Onward with the rest of the chapter.

I screamed at my phone as it mocked me with its "No service". I jumped off the balcony and sprinted towards the woods, the necklace at my throat already hot. I jumped fifteen feet into the air and my wings snapped open, sending me soaring at what I guessed to be two hundred miles per hour.

EPOV

The interview concluded around 3:49 p.m. with a "Thank you, Mr. Cullen," the dean of Harvard Law School told me cheerfully with a firm handshake, "Harvard will be extremely lucky to have you." I thanked him and left the office with my briefcase in hand, which held all of my transcripts from my "entire" school career. All but three for my last few years at Forks High were forged by Carlisle.

I loosened the tie around my neck and ran my hand through my stiff with gel hair, loosening the strands and separating some of them. Once I was off the college campus, I opened my black suit jacket and stuffed it into the briefcase leaving me in a black short-sleeved 'Devil Wears Prada' shirt and black form fitting dress pants.

The air was warm here in Cambridge as it was the end of June. I walked to my Volvo where it was parked a ways down the street and pressed the unlock button on the small remote control and the headlights flashed and the locks sprung up, giving me access to my car. I opened the driver's door and dropped down into the seat, flinging the black leather case onto the seat next to me.

I shut my door and put the key in the ignition, starting the engine and speeding off to the airport in Boston where a private jet waited for me. Only 2,484 miles separated me and Bella who would be waiting for me with my parents in the Seattle Airport. I could not wait to get back to Washington and get my reason for existing back in my arms.

BPOV

Have to fly… faster. I was right over Seattle where I knew Alice was along with Emmett. I just hoped that I was not too late or whatever happened to Alice also happened to Emmett and now they were either dead or dying. The only thing on my mind right then was finding Alice and possibly Emmett and getting help for whoever needed it.

My eyes were glued to the ground below me, searching for the hulking form of Emmett or the slim frame of Alice and quite possibly, but hopefully not, the deep scarlet telltale sign of bloodshed. As I was soaring over downtown Seattle a scent so lovely and strong hit me, a scent that I knew very well and could tell by its potency, 2,000 feet in the air, that it was outside of the body and there was lots of it.

Emmett was somewhere below me bleeding heavily and quite possibly dying at this very moment. I dipped down into a steep nosedive, my wings folded close to my body and my arms stretched straight out in front of me, allowing maximum speed. As I neared the ground I smelt another scent, this one less strong and not as much was spilt as I could tell Emmett's was.

It was Alice. I could tell by the tropical resemblance it had, like freshly sliced Hawaiian pineapple and coconuts. Emmett's scent was more of a crisp apple smell, like the McIntosh's I used to eat as a human in early October when they were the sweetest and freshest. But enough about the damn smells! I have humans to save!

Once I was thirty feet from the ground, my wings snapped out and I was jerked upward by the sudden stop from my steep downfall. I hit the cement running and followed my nose to the epicenter where the tropical and apple odors were the strongest. Surprisingly no one was around these parts so I did not have to hold back as I raced to save two people I would never let die.

I finally found them. Emmett with a bullet in his chest, Alice with one in her side. Emmett was lying motionless in a pool of his own blood and Alice was draped over his blood soaked chest, clutching him and sobbing, begging him to hang on, help would be there soon. I saw Alice's cell phone on its face in the puddle of dark blood.

"Alice! Alice! I'm here!" I cried bolting to Emmett's side and trying to assess his wounds, which looked bad, even to my eyes, which had seen so much carnage and gore. "What happened?" I demanded, ripping Emmett's grey t-shirt off his body, showing several half-formed bruises that looked to be from a metal baseball bat.

"We… were attacked. Whoever they were targeted Emmett the most but when I tried to fight them off one of them, a woman, pulled out a gun and shot… me." Alice was panting for breath as I worked on drawing the bullet from Emmett's chest while she explained, her voice catching at the end as she sucked in air. "They had masks on but I saw blond hair under one of the masks, it was the woman's'. The weird thing is they didn't try to take our wallets or anything…" she trailed off and went silent.

I looked sharply at her and saw her slumped over on the sidewalk, her face white as chalk and her breath came in small quick pants as sweat dripped down her forehead into her closed eyes. "Alice? Come on Alice stay with me!" I abandoned my spot at Emmett's side and kneeled by hers. I pulled up her shirt to reveal a half-inch hole surrounded by dark purple skin and blood right above her left hipbone. Right through her large intestine.

I knew enough about medical garb that this wound would not be fatal, however, the blood loss is and Alice has already lost enough blood for her life to be in big danger. I could not bring these two to the hospital, too many questions would be asked. Questions I would have no answers for. The only way of saving them I have is to change them, a year ahead of schedule.

But first, I had to get them off this filthy sidewalk and back to my house somehow in less than five minutes because in about eight it is going to be too late for even me to do anything. I held the unconscious forms of Alice and Emmett tight to my body, trying my best to totally wrap my arm all the way around Emmett's waist.

"Take us home." I whispered and I felt the air swirl around me and soon I felt the familiar jerking sensation as we were pulled through the nothingness to what I hoped was my living room. We landed on one of the guest bedrooms instead, bouncing on the soft mattress and disturbing the wrinkle free blanket. Six and a half minutes to go, better get started.

I untangled myself from Alice and Emmett, laid them side by side, next to each other, their arms touching, then rolled off the bed, and tried something I had never attempted before. "As they are changed, their bodies rearranged, let them feel no pain, to help keep them sane." I whispered, exhaling the air from my mouth in a mist of fine blue powder-like dust, which landed on the exposed skin of their faces.

I got back onto the bed and knelt over Emmett, seeing as his life was in danger. He had been shot right below his heart, one of the major arteries had been hit, and now he was quickly bleeding to death internally as well as externally. I opened my mouth gently, bent my head down to his neck, and bit down hard enough for my teeth to pierce the main vein, injecting the right amount of venom to allow the quickest transformation.

I took my teeth away from his neck and wiped the tiny drop of blood away from my mouth, glad that I had swallowed none of it and had been able to keep my promise of never consuming human blood. I moved done to Emmett's chest and let venom pool into my mouth before "spitting" it into the open hole in his chest, right next to his heart, which would make the transformation shorter by three hours no matter what.

The gun shot wound trembled as the venom started working and I watched with strange fascination as his body accepted the change and started pushing the small gray bullet out of his chest. I sighed gratefully once the transformation fully began and went over to Alice to bite her. Once more, I let the venom pool into my mouth and spat it gently into the hole in her lower stomach, which took it willingly enough and began pushing the bullet that was identical to the one Emmett's chest, out.

I had to take Alice's shirt completely off her body so that I could bite right above her heart, which would make the change shorter, like I had done with Emmett. I felt somewhat awkward with my head right in between Alice's breasts, biting into the soft flesh and injecting my venom. To an outsider this position would probably erotic if it was not for the fact that the two soon to be vampires were not covered with blood.

After I had bit down above Alice's heart, I lifted my blood covered chin and moved up to Alice's neck where I bit down for the last time and released just the right amount of venom into the main vein in her throat. After that was all done I crawled off the bed, my body weary from venom deficiency; most of it was slowly snaking its way through the arteries of Alice and Emmett.

I felt like I was about to die, I was so weak and my head felt like it weighed more than the rest of my body; I couldn't keep it up so I just laid on the hardwood floor, staring blankly at the darkness underneath the bed. I knew I should have gotten up and gone hunting, I had just enough energy for that, but I was suffering from the lack of blood caused dementia and that prevented me from thinking rationally.

I do not know how long I lay there but sometime, long after the sun went down and the moon and stars came out to play, I was able to drag my sorry ass out to the woods and drain a few beautiful deer. Beautiful, gorgeous, delicious, life giving deer! It seemed like I had never tasted anything so thick, rich, and creamy and just plain delicious than those deer I had fallen on as soon as I left my house.

I smelled the herd once I opened the door and my mouth foamed with the remainder of the venom there was left in my body and I all but flew over to where they were grazing on a small clearing of long grass. I snapped the necks of three deer and just gorged myself until I felt like a fat kid who had just went to town at an all you can eat buffet.

Once I finished and was completely satisfied I blessed the deer carcasses and buried them deep in the woods under fifteen feet of freshly turned soil. Once that was done, I thanked the deer, apologized for them meeting such an unfit and terrible end, and told them I hoped they made it to some form of afterlife paradise. They deserved it.

I ran at a leisurely pace back to my house, my muscles feeling stronger than ever now that I had pints of fresh blood pumping through me, turning into the venom that was so crucial to my ability to stay alive and well. Once I reached my house I picked up the landline and dialed Edward's cell phone number, prepared to leave a message; he was on the plane.

I kept my voice light and normal, not wanting to reveal anything that happened this past fifteen or so minutes, "Hello Edward, I know you are probably on your flight right now and it is 11:43 p.m. over here so call when you can, I promise I will be up. I have some very important information to tell you once you get home. I am sorry to tell you, however, that I will not be there at the airport to greet you I apologize. See you soon love." I made kissy noises into the phone and hung up.

I decided to go upstairs and check on the two changing humans, see how they were doing. I ran up the stairs and poked my head through the crack between the door and the jamb. Once I saw that they were still lying on their backs with their eyes closed I shut the door soundlessly and headed back down the hall.

On my way down I took out my phone, dialed the number for the local Forks Animal Shelter, and waited until the cheery voice of the shelter receptionist answered. "Thank you for calling Forks Animal Shelter how may I help you?" she paused at the end right as I was sitting down on the couch in the den, pulling a thick blanket over my lap.

"Hello, I am looking to adopt so I called to ask about your availability on any animals you have that need a good home." I replied, burrowing deep down into the couch and pulling the blanket up to my chin while turning the speaker on my phone on so that excited voice of woman filled the warm room; I had turned the fireplace on when I had come in and now the flame was roaring in the grate.

An orange glow that flickered and swayed was cast on the dark chocolate brown walls and shadows caused by the furniture turned parts of the walls black in some parts. "Oh deary we have plenty of beautiful animals that would love to go home with you, what are you looking for?" she asked. I had no idea; I had called on an impulse but had not given it any thought.

"I don't know… what all do you have there?" she started naming of different types of animals: dogs, cats, a lot of rodent type animals, birds, and once she got to a certain animal I stopped her. "That's the one." I said my voice sounded clear and sure and I could hear the puzzled tone in the woman's voice as she replied.

"Are you sure? This one is a lot to handle, he's pretty big," she explained, sounding unsure whether she should have even mentioned this animal. Even though it was her job to try to find a home for each animal I do not think she wanted this one animal to be discharged to anyone.

"Trust me, ma'am, I know I can handle it, I am an expert."

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Oh my gosh! I am SO sorry for not updating in almost three weeks. I will not bore anyone with any excuses so bye for now and PLEASE review!