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A/N: A very happy Mother's Day to all the mum's out there. I was especially happy about my J'adore from Dior and the lovely home made pop up card from my beautiful six year old son.

On that note, I am very happy to have this out on such a special day. Enjoy!

Chapter three

5 Years Later

Upon the rocky hillside of San Diego and hidden in the suns shadow stood two figures that could have been made out of stone, if not for the fierce gazes that looked down upon the city below.

Waiting for the final dip of the sun to begin what they would tell you was a long awaited first meeting of the enemy.

"Bella"

Flashback

An opened training ground in the mountain range of Montana somewhat close to their home. Jasper getting his arse handed to him by the new aspect of her power, only for it to turn into the worse pain imaginable, tearing at her insides.

Edward

PAIN, PAIN, PAIN

TORTURE

SUFFERING

Dead

Gone

Nothing

Her mating bond torn to shreds as her sanity was saved only with the aspect of her unique shield she was only getting used to this past year of training.

Bella breathed heavily as her mind snapped back into herself, "Jasper! How many times I have asked you not to call me that". She snapped feeling unbalanced.

Jasper looked across at her concerned, knowing logically the pain he just called upon her memory. But it has been years since he was able to feel it from her as an empath.

"Sorry, Isabella" he softly spoke, already regretting his slip. Knowing how difficult this nightmare of a journey that has not only taken the life of Isabella's mate, their family, but the kidnapping of his mate and Isabella's daughter as well.

It was clear that neither one of them were Bella and Jazz anymore and any reminder was painful at best.

For years they had been following scraps of information all over the world, for the tiniest whisper of the location of either Alice or Renesmee. It was the only thing that kept them sane, the hope that not all was lost.

A year ago Jacob and the pack left Isabella and Jasper decided to go to Europe, following long ago myths for a hint of the truth where the werewolves would exist. It had been so long since they all chased their tail scents throughout America those first few months after they had abducted Renesmee and the Quilite imprints.

Isabella was quite aware that she was being baited away from Alice, but with her daughters life on the line even Jasper in those first months agreed to continue the search. Unfortunately for them it would be a useless chase across the country. None knew how long the werewolves stayed in the country, purposely given a tantalising chase beyond anything they have worked against. The wolves mates and Renesmee were alive and they now knew their bonds were used against the shapeshifters and herself to keep them all chasing.

Renesmee remains alive and only through Jacob could she even tell. Her physical shield was both a blessing and a curse and Isabella is reminded of that fact everyday when she looks upon the desperation and suffering of Jake and the complete misery that comes over Jasper more often then not.

Isabella is cold and has been blistering cold from the moment her Edward was ripped away from her. How? she does not know, but with her new aspect of her power she was only beginning to understand had in that moment of sheer agony when Edwards life was cut short, wrapped unseen shields around the gaping torn bonds of mating she shared with her love and partially around those of her daughter once she found her abducted.

Isabella has never experienced life without her mate, for she feels nothing through the shielded bond. It was if Edward never existed, only her memory told her different if not her emotions.

Sometimes Isabella thinks of herself as pure selfish and wonders how she could ever of judged Victoria as cruel and evil when she herself seemed entirely incapable of feeling the same lost that drove the fiery redhead to avenge her mate.

Of course Isabella tried many times in the first year to bring down her internal shields, for she did not like feeling nothing when she knew she should be feeling something akin to what Marcus of the Volturi goes through everyday. Sometimes she wishes to feel nothing but the burning agony of loss and loneliness to negate the coldness that has become her.

But as time moved forward Isabella's focus and determination on their mission was what held their motley crew together, for she was the only one not tied down to agonising stretched bonds. She essentially became their leader and in such uncertain times she could no longer afford the thought of altering herself to reflect their loss in anyway.

They all became very good at adapting and hiding themselves while investigating their missing family. But for all their efforts, five years later they still had very little on the killers and kidnappers. It was not like the Cullens had made many enemies and Isabella was certain unlike the rest of her family that the Volturi had no part in this, she was very sure that Caius would never work so openly with werewolves.

She was unsure though if she could trust the Volturi, aware they too had been searching for them inexhaustibly from the very beginning. But, Isabella was not yet ready to ask the very vampires who threatened their existence before for help and so vigorously shielded and hid her remaining family from all the close encounters for which there were many over the years.

She didn't think they needed the Volturi's help anyway, for in the last few years and while not finding their loved ones locations they were still not without any information. Whoever took Alice and the girls was a shrouded secretive organisation of vampires and werewolves dating back well before they had any right to be.

Those they interviewed, who had come across them were quite silent to the point of frustration. If it were not for Jasper's emotional influence they would of never got confirmation that the werewolves they were chasing worked for the same group who killed her family and took Alice.

Nor would they have received the information that brought them here today and through a human of all things in Boston last month, linking a warehouse company to a symbol the group was known to use through their black market sales. An a elite antique company simply known as Ankh Inc, founded in the early 1920's with multiple sites all over the world.

What this connection proved they did not know at first. Vampires have been using humans for centuries to do all sorts of things. It shouldn't of surprised them but it did, because of how well they were able to work so many different avenues and not come under Volturi notice.

But they did it somehow because the information they received back from Peter and Charlotte confirmed Aro's increasingly impatience with finding answers. Isabella thought they could of been at least bit proud of how far they have come without such resources as the Volturi.

The humans who worked for Ankh Inc were of course the most convenient to capture, if only because they were the only ones that have found so far. The workers minds always carried the same thrall of too much vampire voodoo as Isabella would like to say, remembering her own time as a human around immortal beings, but also knowing whatever was going on in the workers minds was heighten tenfold. It was this knowledge that helped them reverse such controlling methods once they in fact worked out how their enemy was achieving this overexposure.

Isabella learnt to use her shield creatively with the captured Humans. Destroying their enhanced thrall with her mental shield and allowing Jasper to then dose them with his power. It worked too easy once they got the hang of working their powers together and soon they were able to piece together the breadcrumbs that lead them to San Diego.

There was something of great importance hidden in this warehouse and by their thoughts it was most likely a captured vampire as to the many orders of bagged blood smuggled into the city.

Was it Alice? They did not know, but even so this was the first contact with their enemy and they were ready for a fight if it came to that. But, if it was Alice…

Isabella looked over to Jasper, who eyes were locked down the hill over looking the industrial sites. His shoulders tight and hands clenched besides his body in anticipation.

If it was Alice, She would need to be on high alert to cover Jasper if he loses himself, which he would as would anyone who had been parted from their mate as they have.

"You ready" Jasper spoke quietly "Only a few more minutes".

Isabella came out of her thoughts only to watch the sun finally dipped low enough behind the City.

"Of course my brother, I have been ready for years".

Jasper smirked and dipped his head in at her answer before taking off down the hill, Isabella followed quickly from behind. It did not take them long but they still had to hide every now and then behind corners or take some back streets to keep away from the work traffic going home for the night.

When they arrived at the warehouse, they were instantly on alert. It looked abandoned, no lights on in the car park or building and the wire gate didn't even have a padlock. 'Something wasn't right' Isabella thought as they creeped up to the front entrance.

The windows, walls and factory doors were covered in gang graffiti, nothing gave way to the signal of their enemy. She wondered suddenly if the information they had been given was false and looked to Jasper.

But he just put a finger to his mouth silencing any questions and jerked his head to the side entrance. Isabella followed him to a door that finally gave off some answers. It had many fingerprints on the handle and then scuff marks on the concrete, it gave off a door not properly on its hinges. Jasper set to work and quickly picked the lock and then they were in.

It was pitched black inside for humans but with their eyes they could see fine. The entrance took them down a small corridor of restrooms and out to the main floor. It looked as abandoned as the rest of this place looked. Isabella could feel a heavy weight of disappointment coming on as she looked around noticing the steps leading up to the offices. The place felt deserted she thought as she began to make her way to the stairs and just as her foot went to step on the first step she smelt it.

Blood, very faint but her heightened smell picked it up and it was coming from the wall in front of her. She moved but Jasper too noticing was quicker. He eyes searched the fingerprints to see around the beams of timber and applied some pressure on a part of the wall which had the most of them.

It popped open and they walked into a narrowed corridor with only two doors facing opposite on either side and a dead end. Jasper opened the left door and they both went in to find a refrigerator pack to the rim of bagged blood, there was a mechanical hand inside, used to pick the bags and slot them through the air pipe attached to the refrigerator.

Both their eyes followed the pipeline up and across the room and through the wall towards the other room. Isabella looked at Jasper who gave a anxious but excited nod before rushing to the other room.

There was no Alice in that room unfortunately but a vampire all the same. He was sitting crossed legged in a translucent shield of some sought. His dull red eyes were open but there was nothing going on inside of them. The pipe from before was back and now inside the shield. There was another mechanic hand that looked to be the thing feeding the vampire and removing the bags with yet another suction air pipe, this one coming directly out of the floor.

They could not smell him and Isabella thought the shield made more sense now. It was not there to keep the vampire in but to keep other vampires from smelling and tracking him. The shield emitted from a thin silver remote of the ground in front of the vampire, so Isabella went and stomped on it breaking it off.

The unknown vampire did not react at all. He continued to look blankly forward, completely unaware of the two vampires in the room. 'Strange' Isabella thought as she took a good look at him. He reminded her of someone with his defined jaw and high cheekbones. She took in his sculptured silver blonde eyebrows which lead up to equally striking silver blond hair and finally knew who he reminded her of.

Jasper spoke quietly for the first time since arriving. "I am not getting a reading on him. It is as if he is asleep or maybe unconscious would be the better term in this case".

Isabella didn't react as she was still starring at the vampire who somehow looked a lot like Caius Volturi and then not for his features where much stronger then that of blonde Vampire King. Who was he? she wondered internally.

Jasper stepped forwards "I am going to try and touch him to see if that makes any difference, Isabella be ready for anything".

Isabella nodded preparing her shields in case she needed to be extra quick as Jasper placed his hand on the the vampires shoulder and closed his eyes. It was only moments later that he frowned and withdrew.

"I still can't get a read on him" he shook his head."There is something blocking me, I don't understand" Jasper finished with some frustration.

I knew in that moment he was bitterly disappointed not to have come across Alice and so was I to be honest. "What if I shield him? If there is something blocking you I may be able to deactivate whatever power that has him likes this" and she used her hand to motion to the unaware vampire.

Jasper moved away and said "It can't hurt to try I suppose".

Isabella tilted her head as her mental shield slipped over and off the vampire. "That has never happened before, it is like his mind has a thick layer of oil and my shield does not know where to grip".

"Try touching him and see if that makes any difference" Jasper encouraged.

Isabella knelt by the vampire and took both of his hands into hers and let her shield free. This time she didn't force her shield out but took her time trying to find a way in. She touched and probed the slick oil and notice that wherever she applied pressure, it thinned out that she could almost feel an opening.

As she worked her shield on the oily substance thinning it, the oil started to feel as if it was smearing itself onto her shield getting really warm. She suddenly felt it, eyes so intently on her for just a moment before the oily feeling and warmth was gone and she was in to the mind of the strange Caius lookalike vampire, putting up her shield on him and doubling her own still out of sorts for that split second she felt someone other then the vampire she was trying to protect. Hopefully her shield was stronger then the oily substance and not the other way around.

She did not have time to think on that strange presence further because the sleeping vampire in front of her was now fully awake and holding her by the throat with a growl.

Jasper dosed the vampire with a heavy amount of calm before Isabella used her physical shield to knock him off herself . He went flying and crashed into the wall behind him leaving a nice shaped dint.

"Who Are You? And where the in Hades am I?" Came the cultured voice of the now awake vampire, his cold calculating eyes on them.

Jasper who could now feel the emotions of the other vampire thought it was now a good time to intervene for this vampire was both very old and mighty pissed off.

He took a step forward and lowered his head slightly to show he was not here to fight him. "My name is Jasper and this" pointing at Isabella "Is my sister Isabella, who you might want to thank for pulling you out of what ever was keeping you trapped".

The vampire now taking in our non threatening poses, slowly came out of his crouch to stand tall and began to look around the room, taking in the mechanical arms, air pipes and with a quick sniff the blood left in the air.

His emotions started going haywire again as he growled. "What the fuck is this"

"We don't know" Isabella spoke softly "we just found you here, while looking for someone else. We don't know what happened to you, but we can tell you that you have been here for sometime."

"And we are not your enemy" Jasper finished.

The vampire frowned "I was at my compound….. conducting business?" he paused closing his eyes "No that was not right, I was just about to head out for a feed" he scrunched his face up before letting out a shout of pain, gripping his head.

It was over before it began and eyes shot opened more clear this time. "I remember everything" he seethed "My name is Gaius and I thank you young Isabella and Jasper from freeing me from my prison. But we can not stay here and must leave at once before he becomes aware. I know who you both are and you are in incredible danger if you stay here".

"We can't leave yet" Jasper stated. "We haven't searched this whole place, there still might be a chance".

"Your mate is not here Jasper Cullen! and this was a trap" shouted Gaius.

But even as he said this Isabella let out a small gasp and Jaspers eyes turned to her as she begun to fall backwards.

"BELLA". Jasper screamed as he caught Isabella before she hit the ground. Her eyes rolling to the back of her head as Jasper shook her.

"BELLA"

"BELLA WAKE UP".

A/N: So perhaps not the most positive ending to a chapter. Unfortunately this fic is pretty dark and going more dark for some time yet. This fic is not at all fluff, but hopefully you will enjoy the adventure and drama all the same.