No Copyright infringement intended! I'm so sorry for the last chapter, but hopefully here we can pick it up.

We are going to have two different POV's in this chapter only because it makes more sense to the flow of the story.

Amanda POV

CHAPTER 17

The plan was simple. Peter was to call Alice and tell her that they finally had me secured and alone, a picture was taken on Peter's phone to prove it. The picture that Peter sent to Alice was a bit staged, but hopefully it would be enough to circumvent her visions for a while. The tank that I was wearing is now ripped, the jeans have various holes in them, my hair looks like a bird has been roosting there for a while…all in all, I look like I've been put through the ringer. However, for this to work, I had to look like I've been in a scuffle with Peter and Charlotte and unfortunately the outfit that I was in didn't quite work unless slightly destroyed. Pity, I liked that outfit.

Peter knew that Alice would have wanted him to kill me, but Peter wasn't too keen on doing someone else's dirty work no matter the situation. His time in the Southern Wars just being used as a piece in Maria's army just made him that much more adamant about never being used for someone else's gain again. Alice knew this, so he would suggest to Alice that she come and finish me off herself. Now, all we had to do was wait and see if she would take the bait.

From what I've been told, she isn't omniscient and her visions are based on the decisions that people make. I can understand why that would be beneficial, but I can also understand how we can get around it. We don't make concrete plans unless we want her to see them.

Fortunately for her, the plan isn't to kill her straight away. I want answers and she's the only one that can give them to me. So, here I am chained to the wall of this random cabin, hoping against hope that she'll be too excited to see what lies in her future if she does show up, and going through the 'song list' in my head for an interrogation. I need something that will get her to open up. Something that will get her to tell me the truth without holding anything back and I think I know just the song.

Alice POV

Things have been a bit chaotic in the Cullen household since I came back. I wasn't gone long, only about a week, and since I knew what Jazz expected of me with my shopping sprees, that is exactly what happened. What I didn't pay much attention to was Bella's decision to join our family permanently. I couldn't see her all that well anyway, but I didn't care. She was inconsequential and wouldn't interfere in my plans. Besides, seeing my bronze haired brother at a complete loss for words, with my father, husband and my big brother all backing their decision about Bella, was enough to keep me happy for the next few decades. He had needed to do this from the start, but they were working around what Edward called a "family betrayal".

I however, was more worried about my decision to call in the Whitlock's for a favor. Peter put up a surprisingly small fight to get him to do what I wanted him to. I wasn't quite sure how that made me feel. Would he betray me? Doubtful. He thought that I was his beloved Major's mate and even if he did hate me, he wouldn't risk my Jasper's wrath. It had been a while since I had heard anything from Peter, but I wasn't concerned. He knew what I wanted and he was willing to help just to save Jasper.

My priority now was just keeping Jazz happy until I heard back from Peter. Easier said than done. I know that Jazz and I had a bit of a falling out before I left, but I've been trying my hardest to make it up to him. He's just been so distant with me and not even the promise of sex would get a normal male reaction out of him. It's so frustrating! He would be either too busy writing, reading, playing games with Emmett, or in the garage tinkering with that Harley of his with Rose. Normally in this situation a woman would wonder if her mate was being faithful, but I know better because I would have seen it. I've been keeping an eye on our future and we are still together now that the Siren won't get a hold of him.

I see the decision a few seconds before my phone rings. The call I've been waiting on has finally arrived! I'm too excited for words! I grab the phone and run out of the house to take this call in private.

I answer with "It's about time!"

"Howdy to you, too Pix." Peter replies.

"Tell me the news." I state.

"Well, I have one red-headed troublemaker currently chained inside a cabin waitin' on her final death, but I don't really feel like endin' her myself. Interested?" he asks.

I can't help a squeal of excitement as I hear him, but I want proof. I don't ever look into Peter's future so I can't be sure he's being sincere. He gets bored easily and that means he's overdramatic for drama's sake and makes split-second decisions that can usually fuck up my sight pretty quickly. Apparently there isn't as much excitement in his life as there used to be and he might just decide to let her go just to spite me.

"I want proof that you have her, Peter." I demand.

"Already sent the info to your cell. You'll be gettin' it in 3…2…1…" he says as I hear a *ding* on my phone.

"Very clever, Peter. I didn't know you could count backwards from 3." I reply acerbically.

"I'll let that one go for now, Pix, but remember that I'm doin' this for ya out of the niceness of my heart." Peter replies.

"No you aren't. You're doing this so your Major doesn't meet his final end." I state.

"There's no point in arguin' with ya. Are you interested, or not?" He asks again.

I look down at my phone to see a picture of Amanda herself chained and gagged to the wall of a cabin. She looks a bit worse for wear, but she doesn't need to be pretty for her death.

"Where are you?" I ask.

Amanda POV

So, she took the bait. How kind of her to come kill me herself. What she's unaware of is that over the past several weeks since I've met Peter and Charlotte I've been learning to fight from them. I'm nowhere near as good as they are, but I can hold my own pretty well even without my gift. I'm going to need those skills today if I plan to survive this.

The way I see it is that Alice has two options when she arrives. The first option would be to set the whole cabin on fire with me still chained inside, which is not the option I would like; or, she could want to see me face-to-face and gloat a bit before trying to rip my head off. From what I've heard about her, she would choose the second option which is my preferred choice anyway. Any reason to rub her superiority in everyone's faces would be a good day for her.

Peter walks into the cabin to finalize a few details and make a few checks before walking back out again and as he removes the duct tape from my face, I ask "Where on earth do you get vampire-proof chains?"

"I don't." he replies with a smirk.

"Ok, so how do we keep these" I shake my arms to demonstrate, "from breaking?"

"There are quite a few tricks I learned back in the day to keep newborns such as yourself in check. Maybe one of these days, if you survive this, I'll teach 'em to ya." He states casually.

I glare up at him, but let it go for now as he places the tape back on my face and walks out. I begin to think about all of the things I have to look forward to once this is done. It may not be a long list, but it keeps my hopes up. I will survive this and when I do, I have a mate to find and children to see.

It doesn't take long before I hear another set of footsteps outside the cabin. Alice must have finally joined us. As I prepare myself for what's to come, I see Peter open the door and a small woman walks in. Now I get why they call her a Pixie. She's not even 5 feet tall, short spiky black hair, weird golden eyes, and a murderous yet satisfied expression on her petite face. I look over her shoulder at Peter and Charlotte who are looking at me with determined expressions on their faces. They won't help me, but they know I can do this alone. Peter nods in my direction, a subtle reminder, as he closes the door. I hear their footsteps as they run away from the cabin, probably going for a hunt, giving me time to get what I need from this evil woman standing before me.

It doesn't take long before she starts talking. Gloating how she's better than me, how I'll never get what she has, yadda yadda yadda. I stopped paying attention after her second sentence. Apparently I'm not giving her the reaction that she wants because the next thing I know she's slapping me across the face to get my attention. It doesn't hurt, but it's extraordinarily degrading and I show her my discontent at her actions by growling behind the tape. She pays it no mind before continuing her rant at me.

Something she says eventually catches my attention, however and I now see her for who she really is. She begins telling me her plans for a new vampire run world. She tells me how sick she is of the animal drinker pretense. What she thinks and how she really feels about everyone in her 'family'. She has no real feelings for anyone and her betrayal knows no bounds. As she tells me more of her plans for her ruling future, I can't help but to start laughing at her. Which isn't easy when I'm muffled by tape. She has the most insane plans I've ever heard and she hopes to use The Major and his Captain to make it happen. All I can think is that Peter would be sorely offended that Alice was planning to use him this way.

I can tell that she's coming to the end of her rant because now everything she says is about me again and how I would have ruined her plans for a new world. So I tune her out and begin thinking of my next move. On the surface, I seem resigned to my fate, but underneath I'm not quite ready to give up. I bide my time until she is in the perfect spot before I attack. I don't finalize my plans before they happen, I just feel what needs to be done and do whatever instinct tells me.

As she's been talking, I've been moving my hands up on the chains around my wrists to get a better grip on them. Now that she's coming to a close, she steps right where I want her to and I react without thought. I swing both of my arms in front of me and let the chains themselves come free of the wall. They weren't meant to be too well held in place for this plan to work, but even with the force I was using it gives me an advantage that she wasn't aware of. As my hands come closer together, the chains act like whips and wrap around the Pixie. She wasn't even aware of what happened until I had her torso completely immobile. I don't waste any time before I push her down onto the floor and move to wrap her ankles as well. Just to make sure that she can't go anywhere.

She looks at me completely bewildered and angry. She probably thinks I want to kill her for threatening my life, but all I wanted were answers. Which I got without having done anything at all. I know she's mad that she didn't see this coming and a part of me is really glad for that otherwise this would have never worked. I rip the tape off of my face before leaning down to her and telling her "It was far easier to take you down than I would have expected. You know, if I was really that much of a threat to you, you should have just killed me. Instead, you got cocky and told me your plans for world domination. How stupid could you possibly be?"

As I begin to walk away, she angrily tells me "You'll never have him now! He'll kill you for killing me!"

I grab the duct tape off of a counter in the small kitchen before ripping off a piece and placing it over her mouth. "Kill you? I'm not gonna kill you. I'm gonna make you talk. Besides, I don't know who the bloody hell you're talkin' about ayway, but frankly I don't care. It's not like I plan to be here much longer after this is done." I say.

I walk out of the cabin and finally allow myself to feel the freedom that this life can offer. Victoria probably thinks I'm dead because I just ran off with the Whitlock's, but I feel better for not wanting to go back. That's no way to live. I don't have anywhere to be, anywhere to go, or anything to do. It's a wonderful feeling that I revel in until Peter and Charlotte walk back through the trees.

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