A/N: Okay I know that some of you are upset that Bella didn't take the opportunity to tell Edward about the dossiers she found and that it annoys you that she wants people to trust her while she keeps secrets.

Well, they have only been on the island for 5 days, so there will be trust issues around the gang. That's to expected.

Maybe I'm only talking for myself, but had I been in Bella's shoes, I would also have been cautious about running my mouth as soon as I found suspect reports on my classmates. She also didn't really get the chance to tell Edward either since Mr. Tall and Blue came and interrupted, but anyway, let us forget all of that and just continue on with the story, shall we?

I'm gonna continue putting the disclaimer here just be sure that everyone are aware of where this story originated.

This story isn't 100 % mine. I have transformed it into a story from an interactive story app called Choices (an app I am completely obsessed with atm) and the creators are Pixelberry Studios.

So here's my disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the plot of this story. All recognizable content belongs to their respective owner. No copyright infringement intended. Names and places have been changed for the purpose of Fanfiction.


{Chapter 15}

The bedroom window exploded in a hail of glass, each shard gleaming in the moonlight. A figure swung through, landing solidly on his feet. His golden eyes glowed in the dark and locked with mine.

"Bella! Stay behind me!" Edward leaped out of bed, immediately charging the intruder. The Watcher leaped, roundhouse-kicking him, and Edward staggered back.

"Do not resist. Accept your fate." While he spoke an unknown tongue, the Watcher's words echoed in my skull, just as they did on the beach.

"Unless that means 'Did you order room service?', it's time for you to go, Blue's Clues."

"Edward!" I cried out. While he was strong, I wasn't sure he could fight the Watcher on his own.

He charged again, wrestling the Watcher to the floor. They grappled, rolling over each other through the field of shattered window glass.

Then, the sound of breaking glass resounded through the room and Edward's pained groan followed. The Watcher leaped up, stunned. He looked down at his hands and the blood on them looked black in the moonlight.

"Edward!" Iran to Edward's side as he twitched on the floor. Blood soaked into the rug, and protruding from deep within his stomach was a massive shard of jagged glass. "No ... no..."

Edward groaned. "Heh ... that bad, huh?"

"It was ... He resisted. It was not meant to end like this for him."

I ignored the Watcher and held Edward's hand, which was already growing cold. Tears welled in my eyes, blurring everything around me. "Don't leave me, Edward. You can't leave me."

He cupped my face in his hand. "Hey, none of that now. Don't cry over a nobody like me. You've got your whole ... life ... ahead of you, Princess ... And ain't nobody ... gonna ... take that ... from..."

The light in his eyes went out.

I doubled over, sick with anguish. The sobs wracked through my body. "Edward ... no..."

"This ... changes nothing. You must come." The Watcher put a hand on my shoulder, and I reacted instantly, tearing at him, striking his face. He shifted his weight, flipping and pinning me down.

Enraged, blinded by tears, I reached up and ripped the glowing blue necklace from his throat. As it came off in my hand, the rage consuming me faded ... and all I could think of was Edward smiling, entwined with me in bed...

"What can I say, Princess? You've got that effect on me."

Suddenly, there I was. Back in bed. I blinked.

Edward chuckled. "C'mon, I know it's a cheesy line, but it ain't that bad. What's with the face?"

I sat up straight, my whole body tingling. It all felt real ... as real as the blood on my hands had felt.

"Edward? Is it really you?" I pulled him close to me and squeezed, tears rising once more.

"Whoa, what's wrong?"

I opened my eyes and saw something wrapped in my hand. Somehow, I was holding the necklace of the Watcher who killed Edward. The stone, instead of a nebulous blue, was a cold, leaden gray.

"Hey, where'd you get that?"

"It was real," I whispered to myself.

"You're, uh, starting to freak me out a little—"

I quickly turned to Edward. "Do you trust me?"

He smirked. "I guess you could say that."

"Then I need you to come with me, right now." I grabbed Edward's hand, pulling him out of bed and into the closet. I closed the doors and peered through the slits.

"Is this a sex thing I haven't heard of, or..."

I hushed him. There, by the window, a shadow passed over the moon. Then I saw the same scene again. The bedroom window exploding in a hail of glass, each shard gleaming in the moonlight. A figure swung through, landing solidly on his feet.

In the darkness of the closet, Edward's jaw dropped. "What the hell? How did you—"

"Shh."

The Watcher stared around the empty suite, perplexed. He searched over by the bed, stopping right in front of the closet. Edward and I both held our breaths, not making a sound, and finally, the Watcher turned and headed out into the hallway.

"Whew. That was close."

We stepped out into my bedroom. Glass shards sprinkled the floor, and I shivered, remembering how Edward bled out in my arms.

He grabbed me by my upper arms and turned me toward him. "You wanna tell me what happened back there?"

I tried to explain while showing him the dull gray stone of the necklace, but it became difficult when I recapped his death. "I wanted more than anything to be back in bed with you before it all went wrong ... and when I touched this, it came true."

He looked at me uneasily. "Are you sure you're okay, Princess? That's quite an unbelievable story you've got there," he said.

I frowned, but I knew what I had to tell him to convince him of the truth in my words. "If what I told you weren't true, then explain to me how I know about Jazz?"

Edward froze. He hadn't told me that story at this time yet.

I continued. "How do I know that your Commander McKenzie framed both of you for the crimes he committed and had Jazz killed while the two of you were on a 'recon mission' he sent you on?"

Edward gaped at me, trying to wrap his head around what I was saying. "How ... how do you know all of this, Princess?"

"Because you told me. You told me the entire story right before that Watcher attacked us, and you died in my arms!"

He puffed his cheeks and exhaled hard. "Things are getting weirder by the second around here. But right now, that guy's roaming the halls looking for us. We've gotta warn the others..."

We quickly threw on our clothes and left the room.

Edward pulled me against the wall and peeked around the corner. "Look, more of them."

"How are they all getting in?"

"Some of them must've rappelled down the roof ... and the rest smashed through our barricades." He turned around and looked at me with troubled eyes. "I really hate to do this ... but we've gotta split up if we're gonna warn everybody in time."

I grabbed his hand and laced our fingers together. "I don't want to leave you either, but you're right."

He swallowed. "Just ... don't get yourself killed, okay?"

"I won't. Don't you, either! I've already lost you once. I can't take it a second time." The mere thought of losing him, not being able to bring him back again, twisted my insides painfully.

"I promise."

I started to go when Edward reached out and grabbed my wrist. "One more thing." He pulled me into a long, passionate kiss. When he released me from the kiss, he pressed his forehead to mine. "Be safe."

"You, too."

Edward kissed me on the forehead, and then jogged off down the hall on light feet. I turned the other way, staying flush against the corner. I needed to keep going straight down the hall, but it was bisected by another hall where two Watchers were searching rooms.

"Lash kanaa," a female said, but I didn't understand her like I did with their leader.

"Duu germund nii," a male Watcher replied.

I swallowed, ready to dart across the vulnerable open space. I waited for other of them to look the other way. One of the Watchers turned around, but I stayed still.

Then, the other turned away as well, and I darted across the gap, ducking behind the far corner. Neither of the Watchers noticed me.

I turned to continue my journey and ran straight into a blue figure. I yelped in reaction.

"I apologize for frightening you, Bella."

"Ha, yo, you should see your face right now." Emmett was munching on Captain Crunch, wandering the halls with Iris's floating hologram. I dropped my voice to a whisper.

"What are you guys doing?!"

"Talkin' 'bout life and stuff, you know. Wait, are we whispering? Should I be whispering?"

I filled them in on what was happening.

"They're here?! In the resort? Oh crap, oh crap!"

"This is an unfortunate development. A pity. I quite enjoyed my brief time knowing Emmett."

"What matters now is warning the others before they get grabbed. The Watchers have to search every room, so we have the advantage. If we hurry, we'll beat them. Come on."

Together, the three of us advanced down the halls toward the elevator. Something on the wall glinted in the light, catching my eyes. I turned back to it.

A gleaming pirate cutlass sat in a sturdily mounted frame next to a matching scabbard. For a moment, it seemed to sparkle with an otherworldly energy.

"Noice! That's a dope-ass, Pirates of the Caribbean sword they got for a decoration."

"A weapon like that would certainly come in handy in a siege situation."

I pulled the sword down from the wall. The blade seemed to hum in my hands.

"Sooo cooooool! That's such a good replica!"

"That is not a replica, Emmett. Analysis indicates authentic specimen, circa 1693 A.D."

"What? But it looks brand new!" I said.

"Is it sharp?"

I lightly swiped the cutlass at a curtain hanging nearby. With scarcely a sound, it was cleaved in two.

"Remarkable."

"Uh, one: super sweet. Two: maybe be careful with that thing?"

"Sure thing, Em."

Suddenly, I felt a strange, warm tingle. I looked down at the sword and, in a flash, I was standing in some sort of gold mine.

I gasped and fell back, tightening my grip on my sword but when I looked down at myself, I saw an older man's hairy hand.

"I'm not in my own body ... and this mine ... it's exactly like the one I saw when I touched that crystal in the cave." I thought.

That was when I heard the screaming. I looked up to see a violent brawl going on all around me. On the one side were a group of ragged pirates, their bearded faces bloody, wielding swords and spears, and on the other...

"Kashta mishram nara!"

"Zhel! Per lok!"

Watchers ... A group of them battled with the pirates.

Blades swung and clashed in the firelight. Men screamed and howled. One pirate lay on the ground, his chest a bloody ruin. He looked up at me.

"Captain ... help us..."

"Is he talking to me? Am I in the captain's body?"

The body I was in rushed to help the man and then jerked back in pain. I looked down to see an arrow jutting out of my chest. Then another ... then another.

I crumpled against the mine wall, panting, and a female Watcher loomed over me.

"Mishrap tadoren."

She smashed a club into my face. And as the darkness took me, the last thing I felt was my sword tumbling out of my hand.

The vision ended in a rush. I was back in the resort hallway.

Emmett looked concerned. "Uh ... you okay, Bella? You just spaced out big time."

"I ... I think I just found out what happened to the pirates who landed here. It wasn't good."

"I detected a surge of an unidentified energy just now ... It appeared to be emanating from Bella."

"I wanna know all about that later. Right now, we need to deal with the Watchers ... unless we want to end up as dead as the guy who used to wield this sword."

Soon, we reached another intersection. I froze on hearing a familiar sound ... a guttural purr...

Ever so cautiously, I looked down the other hall ... And there, prowling alongside a pair of Watchers, was the sabertooth.

"It appears the intruders have brought a hunting beast."

Emmett gaped. "You're telling me the sabertooth is the plant people's pet?!"

From a distance, I noticed the tiger perk up, sniffing the air. The handler, a woman in an owl mask, noticed.

"Yrit tranaa!"

"Lok, lok!" A male with a ram mask replied.

"He smells something!" I told the others and Emmett gasped.

"It's my Citrus Krush!"

"Citrus Krush? I thought you were eating Captain Crunch?"

"Not my cereal, man. That's the strain of medicinal substance I was smoking tonight!" Emmett looked back and forth from me ... to Iris ... to the tiger ... to his cereal. "I'll lead the cat the other way. Oughta give you guys some time."

"Emmett, are you certain?"

"Never been surer of anything in my life. Maybe that's not saying much, though. Go now!"

I pressed forward while Emmett scampered back the other way. The sabertooth prowled out, sniffing around where we had just been and headed in Emmett's direction, never turning to see me or Iris.

"My goodness. My projections for his bravery were far outside the margin of error."

"People will surprise you. Now come on, Iris. Let's do what he said."

I made my way to the elevator and pressed a button, emerging four floors below. "Okay, this is the floor for Tanya's room. I'll go get her. Meanwhile, Iris, I need you to scout the Watchers' positions."

"Excellent idea. Right away." Iris's hologram winked out, and her drone fluttered off. I made it to Tanya's room and rapped quietly on the door.

"Tanya? It's Bella. I need to—"

The door opened, revealing Alistair with his shirt untucked.

"Alistair?"

"I—We—Nothing! We were just talking!"

Tanya appeared behind him. "Bella? What's happening?"

I caught Tanya and Alistair up on everything. She trembled and hugged Alistair's side.

Alistair looked discouraged. "All that work barricading ... filling the paint balloons on the shopping level ... the oxygen tank in the pool ... It was all for naught. They still caught us unprepared."

"I know we're on the ropes, here, but we've gotta focus. We have to get everyone together, somewhere safe."

"What about that security center hidden behind the game room? That'd be safe," Tanya suggested.

"Great idea, Tanya. The only problem is, some of our classmates' rooms are in the other wing of the tower. Gotta go across the lobby to get over there. But you guys go straight to security now and tell everybody you find. I'll bring everyone from the other wing and meet you there."

Alistair grimaced. "Don't be foolish, Bella. You, Tanya, and I are by far the lives most worth saving here. It's positively asinine to risk yourself for them, and I'm sure they would agree."

"Alistair! We are not leaving anyone behind!" Tanya told him angrily.

"Definitely not," I said. "Though I am weirdly flattered that you think I'd be worth saving."

He shrugged. "Well, you've proven yourself worth the air you breathe, unlike most. Don't let it go to your head."

As we prepared to head out, Tanya sidled up close to me. "Hey, um, Bella? Could I ask you a really big favor?" She handed me a folded piece of paper. "If something happens to me tonight ... could you give that note to my mom? There's ... a lot I wanted to tell her."

"Tanya ... you can tell her yourself when we get out of here—"

"Please. I'm asking you, Bella."

I pocketed the note and nodded. "I'll make sure she reads it."

As Tanya and Alistair headed for the security center, I took the elevator down to the lobby. As soon as the doors opened, a small group of Watchers spotted me from across the lobby. They raced toward me with superhuman speed.

"Fi lonshan'craa!"

"Oh, crap!"

"Bella! This way!" I spotted Benjamin, beckoning to follow him.

"We're not gonna be able to shake these guys, Benjamin. We have to lead them into those traps we set."

"Well? Where did you put them?!"

"Run to the shops!"

Benjamin and I scrambled up the stairs to the shopping level, darting by kiosks, convenience stores, and gift shops.

"There!"

We ran into a high-fashion boutique and found Alistair's pyramid of paint-filled balloons.

"Hope your aim's good."

"Sure wish we had Garrett for this," I said and grabbed two balloons.

The Watchers rumbled into the boutique and I let the balloons fly. I pegged the Watchers in the face, blinding them with thick paint.

"Mission accomplished! Keep moving!"

We took off again, leaving Watchers in our dust but a few avoided the balloons.

"We've got some stragglers! Any more traps up your sleeve?"

"Right! The oxygen tank! Tanya set that up in the pool!"

We raced toward the lobby's doors to the pool area, leaping over broken barricades.

"Over here, quick!" I spotted the oxygen tank hidden beneath the waterfall and dove in. "Dive down! We can hide underwater as long as we need with this oxygen!"

"Here they come!"

We dropped beneath the water's surface, hidden from view by the frothing waterfall. Breathing from the oxygen tank, I could just make out the shapes of the hunting Watchers through the ripples.

I passed the nozzle to Benjamin.

After a couple more minutes, the Watchers continued out toward the beach, searching for us. We popped back up for air.

"Pretty clever. Did you say it was Tanya's idea?"

"Yeah."

"Figures."

We climbed out of the pool and headed back inside when I heard shouting behind us. The Watchers from the beach spotted us from a distance and started chasing again.

"Move!"

We took off running across the lobby. Up ahead, I saw strange reflections on the floor and realized that it had been covered with water.

Noticing the pair of thick electrical cables resting in the pooled water, I followed their path over to a hiding spot where Alice was about to throw an electrical switch.

"Bella, Benjamin, hurry!"

We sprinted across the flooded section of the lobby. The Watchers chased us through it, their bare feet splashing. And just as we made it out-

"Hope this doesn't come as a shock! Tee hee!"

She threw the switch. Electricity crackled through the conductive water, zapping all of the Watchers.

They leaped back, blocked from pursuing us by the electrified moat.

"Hee, hee! Wasn't that awesome?!"

"Thanks for waiting, Alice!"

Benjamin's eyes were wide. "Seriously. Remind me not to get on your bad side!"

"No sweat! Did you like my one-liner? I spent all day thinking of it!"

He cleared his throat awkwardly. "Yeah, it was ... great."

As the Watchers fled to find another way around, I smelled something acrid.

"Is something burning?" I asked.

"Uh-oh, over there. Behind the concierge desk."

A perfect square in the wall had caught fire, the wallpaper curling.

"What the hell?"

"There must be some contraption in the wall that those wires were powering. Shorting it out started the fire," I said.

"But what is it?" Alice asked.

I grabbed a fire extinguisher and put out the flames. There, in a hidden compartment in the wall, rested a charred, wooden box with an engraving.

"It says, 'Cullen Diaries, El Jardín, 1980.'" I told the other two.

Alice tried to take it before I could, but I stepped into her path. "Oh, I'm sure it's nothing! We probably want to leave that right there, huh? You know, privacy and all."

Benjamin looked at her, annoyed. "Cullen has hidden cameras all over this hotel. Not really feeling all that concerned about his privacy. So, Bella? Wanna find out what Cullen was up to when he first came here?"

I reached into the smoldering wall and removed the box, lifting the lid.

"Aah, wait!" she tried again, but I ignored her.

Inside were four pages of yellowed paper. Sea salt clung to the edges, and an elegant handwriting blanketed each page.

1980 June 3

Alas, I am shipwrecked. My dear vessel, dashed upon the rocks. A sudden squall of ferocious lightning the color of flames forced me aground on this damned rock.

Unbridled, uninhabited... unworthy of my presence, let alone my grave. I will not perish here alone, forgotten in the wild, far from my beloved. Furthermore, the boys at the regatta would have quite a chuckle if I succumbed in such untoward fashion. I simply cannot abide that.

1980 June 11

A childhood hunting big game with my father, at last, pays its dues. Repair to my sailboat is impossible, but I've reconquered fire, shelter, and weaponry in the name of mankind. It grows ever more important to chronicle my experiences here, for they seem stranger by the day. My eyes betray me, offering impossible visions or great beasts of antiquity ... Even the constellations play tricks. I see Aquila, Serpens, Hydra ... yet Orion and Taurus hide from me. I must write to maintain my wits. For a man's wits are all he has to confront the great evils of Nature.

1980 June 15

A curse remade into a blessing by sheer force of will. That is what this island will be for me. A vision came, bearing witness to this refuge's true potential deep within its volcanic core as if a voice from God.

But God spoke in my voice because here I shall be God.

1980 June 30

Harnessing the island, I have achieved the impossible. My ship is repaired, and I venture home to my beloved. But I will return. And when I do, I will tame this power to make and unmake mountains and men, who both rise and fall under the same awesome ethereal forces. This island will be my legacy ... it will be ... my destiny.

Carlisle Alistair Cullen

Caribbean Sea

"Looks like Cullen shipwrecked here almost forty years ago," I said after having read all of the four pages.

"Of course! That's no secret—" Alice began.

"But I don't think he was telling people what he found," I talked over her.

"What power is he talking about?" Benjamin asked.

"And what does he mean about the stars?"

Benjamin shrugged. "They do seem a little different. I haven't seen the usual constellations at night here either."

Noises from down the hall signaled that the Watchers had nearly found their way around Alice's trap.

"We have to hurry! Come, follow me!"

Benjamin and I followed Alice to the other wing of the tower and found Kate and Peter.

"What's going on, Bella?" Peter asked.

"We keep hearing all this noise!"

"Come with us, I'll explain on the way," I told them.

Together, you made it back to the game room and sealed ourselves behind the secret door. Inside, everybody else was waiting. We all hugged each other, relieved and exhausted.

I sighed in relief when I saw that Edward was without a scratch on him and I didn't care that the others were present when I kissed him and hugged him a tiny bit harder than the rest. I remained under his arm when we released each other.

"Hey, wait a second ... where's Rosalie?" I asked when I noticed that she wasn't there.

Emmett frowned sadly. "I ran into her and warned her about the Watchers peeps. But as soon as I did, she took off."

Peter's face fell. "She ... bailed on us?"

"Yeah, man. Sorry."

Furball hopped up on Edward's arm around my shoulders and licked my face with a cold tongue.

"I missed you too, little guy," I said, and he purred in response.

"Yo, Bella, is that a straight-up pirate sword? Bad. Ass," Peter commented when he took notice of the cutlass in my hand.

"That'll come in handy," Leah said and crouched down to look closer at the blade.

"Indeed. I'm guessing you could decapitate an opponent in two, maybe three chops!" Alice said excitedly, and I was beginning to feel truly worried about her.

"Bella, I completed your assignment. Downloading scouting report."

Numbers and blueprints appeared on the room's monitors.

"Nice work," Edward said. "This oughta help us figure a way outta here."

Pounding on the sealed doorway silenced the group. I could hear several voices shouting in the Watchers' language.

"Will it help us figure a way past that? They're right outside," Kate said with a frightened voice.

"What are we supposed to do?" Victoria whimpered. "We're safe for now, but we're completely cornered in here."

I turned to face them all. "There's only one thing we can do. Now that we're all together, we regroup ... and fight our way out."

"Fight? With what?" Peter asked.

"And to where?" Tanya complemented with her own question.

Edward stepped up next to me. "A bunch of these bastards got past our barricades since we didn't seal off the resort with a lockdown ... but at least Bella and Victoria sealed off the secret entrance. Kept things from getting too bad. And that gives us time."

Alistair crossed his arms. "Time for what, pray tell?"

Edward pointed to a spot on the blueprint. "I was rummaging around here earlier in the week. They've got a ton of parasailing gear in storage."

Tanya looked completely terrified. "Um, is he saying what I think he's saying?"

I nodded. "We get the parasailing chutes ... and jump off the roof."

"That's the long and short of it."

"Where 'long' is our fall, and 'short' is our remaining lifespan," Alistair muttered.

"Hell no! Have you lost your damn mind?"

"Chill, Peter. I don't see you coming up with any better ideas!" Emmett defended us.

Soon, everyone was shouting at each other as panic took hold of them.

"No way I'm going out there! I'll just stay here!" Tanya said and sank down on the floor, her arms around her knees.

"This only works if we stick together! We're putting our lives in each other's hands!" Garrett said.

"Guys, please—" I tried to say over the swirl of panicked voices.

A shrill whistle deafened everyone. "Hey! Bella is trying to talk! So listen up!" Kate ordered all of them.

"I'm just saying—" Peter started.

"Nothing. You're saying nothing because Bella is the only one who's had their head on straight since we got here! So zip it!"

Everyone fell silent.

Kate gestured for me to continue. "Go ahead, Bella."

"Wow. Thanks, Kate. It's simple. Right now, we have no choice," I said, but Kate did not like that.

"I'm sorry, what? No! There's always a choice!"

I shook my head. "Not always. Sometimes, fate has plans for us. And it seems it has plans for each of us today. Whatever happens ... I'm ready."

"Cheers to that. I'm ready, too," Emmett said and sidled up next to Edward and myself.

"I was born ready!" Alice declared.

Edward looked at everyone and then turned to the door. "Alright, I'm opening the door after three. When I do, everyone, full speed ahead."

As everyone tensed, Benjamin came up beside me, his voice quiet. "Hey, Bella, I just wanna say before it all goes down ... Thank you. For everything."

"What do you mean?"

"One..."

"It probably sounds dumb, but I feel like you made my life special. Extraordinary."

"Two..."

"Maybe I was always cut out to be a sidekick, if so, then I'm glad I was your sidekick. Because honestly, You've been my hero. So, even if I lose you right now, I just wanna say thanks."

"Three..."

"You're not going to lose me, Benji. That's a promise."

Edward unsealed the hatch. I tightened my grip on my cutlass, and everyone stormed out with a battle cry.


A/N: Whew, she was able to go back in time and save Edward! How did that happen, though? What was up with that necklace? Or that cutlass? How long have these Watchers been around on the island? Why did Rosalie take off? And how do you think the fight will go?

You know the drill by now :-D Leave me a word with your thoughts and I'll give you a teaser ;-)