Demetri stood in the middle of the Cullen's den, looking at his nails with his other arm crossed over his chest as Carlisle finished spinning his asinine tale. Using the nail on his thumb, he flicked a piece of dirt from under another one as he hummed in his throat, flicking his eyes to Felix, who looked as amused as he was.

Blinking slowly, when he reopened his eyes, he was looking at Carlisle. "Let me see if I understand you properly." Fully crossing his arms, he cocked a brow. "Once again you allowed your coven to get too close to humans, this time resulting in the change of one of said humans." Rolling his head slightly on his shoulders, he clicked his tongue. "Possibly the smartest thing that has ever come out of your mouth. Then, in all your coven's collective wisdom, thought the best place to take the changeling was her hometown, where literally everyone knows her. By far the dumbest thing to ever come from your mouth. You don't return a newborn to where she belongs, you imbecile. You take them as far away from there as you are able. Now, there is an unfed newborn, an unfed infant newborn, running around, easily recognized, unsupervised, and starving, that you cannot control because..." closing his eyes, his amusement unable to be hid any longer as the rest of the sentence was said. "Because you allowed her to watch as your coven killed her sire." Reopening his eyes, he grinned as he chuckled. "Wow."

Lips pressed in a thin line, Carlisle remained silent for a long moment. He knew the 'wow' was a clear stab at his intelligence, and he had to take the time to swallow his pride before he gave a sharp nod. "We didn't know at the time she was even aware of her surroundings, much less that Bella was able to comprehend anything she saw. We didn't find that out until she woke up."

While Demetri pinched the bridge of his nose, Felix took up the line of questioning. "And how long ago was that?"

Clearing his throat, Carlisle licked his lips. "Twelve days ago." Unable to stop himself, and not caring enough to try, Demetri snorted hard enough for his body to jerk from it, the noise breaking Carlisle from his more docile nature and actually putting annoyance in his voice. "I called Aro and requested help the moment we realized we couldn't handle her on our own."

Without missing a beat, Demetri locked his eyes on Carlisle's. "It took you ten days to realize what any other vampire would have known within an hour?" Grinning again when Carlisle jerked back at the question. Letting the situation run once again through his mind, Demetri shook his head, running his hand down his face, his amusement returning as he lowered his voice. "I cannot believe this level of idiocy exists." Once again glancing at Felix, he clicked his tongue as he looked back to Carlisle. "What is it you would have us do?"

Blinking once, Carlisle grunted at what he thought was obvious. "Help us find her before she kills a human."

There was more than one snort, but every last ounce of amusement left Demetri at that statement. His entire being morphed before the Cullens' eyes, and his eyes narrowed. "Oh, that's not happening. I promise you I will feed that infant if she hasn't overindulged herself at this point because of you. If you wanted that stopped, and her to feed from your unnatural food source, perhaps you should have called us sooner. This is where we stand." He then began to tick the important issues off on his fingers. "You cannot tell us a damn thing about her sire other than he was... how was it you put it? Ah yes... not very nice. She watched that sire be destroyed, and is justifiably pissed off at the ones responsible, meaning she will run from every last one of you any time you get close for fear you will kill her, too."

It was then his voice began to rise, taking on a distinct undertone that had Carlisle swallowing a noiseless gulp. "You didn't change her clothing, meaning there is an infant running around constantly surrounded by the scent of blood that you have gone out of your to keep from feeding on anything, at all, whatsoever for twelve goddamn days. You involved a pack of animals in something they have no business sticking their noses in, meaning you have all but sentenced that girl to death because of your irresponsibility."

Pointing to each gifted vampire in turn, "that one cannot read her mind. That one cannot see her. That one cannot feel nor manipulate her emotions. Do you realize what that means? No? Allow me to point it out for you, Dumbass. All of that means I very likely do not have access to her mind to find her the easy way, you cannot tell us where to even begin to look for her because you lost her, nor can you provide me with a scent in which to hunt. So, Cullen, I ask again... what the fuck do you want us to do?" By the time he was done, Demetri was nearly snorting like a bull.

Carlisle opened his mouth to respond, but just as quickly closed it because nothing came to mind. This was about as bad of a situation as it could be, and for what was probably the first time in his life, he didn't know what to do. He hadn't not known what was going to happen for over 60 years, or what options he had to obtain the most favorable outcome, and he didn't have that anymore. And it wasn't even just her that Alice had lost the ability to see, it was the entire coven. The only thing he had been able to come up with as to why that was, was because of how intertwined in their lives Bella was.

It was the second day of Bella's change that Alice let out a scream that rattled the windows, shrieking for the heavens to hear that she couldn't see Bella anymore, and that was quickly followed by the admission from Jasper he could no longer feel her. He had always known Bella was special; that was proven when even as a human Edward couldn't hear her thoughts. Carlisle hadn't been able to find any answers at to why that was, either before her change or after. He had looked, high and low, even calling an old friend that was gifted in the way of being able to decipher the gifts of others, but even that had been mostly a dead end.

As her heart started to stutter, Jasper had grabbed Emmett and pulled him to stand next to him and in front of the girls, freshly woken vampire being known to be unpredictable and prone to attacking the closest thing to them. Carlisle had raised basically his whole coven, but Jasper had far more experience than he would ever have, and ever since they returned from Arizona, Jasper had been on edge; more so when his empathy had stopped registering Bella's emotional climate.

It wasn't a shock to anyone but Jasper when she didn't dive right at them when her eyes opened, but that was merely the calm before the storm. She had blank eyes when she looked at Rose and Esme, a spark when it came to Edward and himself, but they ignited into black infernos when they landed on Jasper, Emmett, and Alice. It was those three she attack, and with a vengeance.

He, Edward, Rosalie, and Esme could only stand there and watch in horror as Bella did whatever she could to sink her teeth into any of the other three, and it was only Jasper's immense knowledge of newborns she didn't succeed in removing body parts, but she was quite successful in doing permanent damage to all of them in the way of teeth scars before Jasper was finally able to get his hands on her in a restraining hold, but that was ended with little more than Bella swinging her leg back and her heel connecting with Jasper's balls.

She was gone the moment his grip loosened enough for her to break the hold.

The sound of breaking glass spurred Edward into moving, and he was able to block her path before she hit the trees. He had watched through the window as Edward tried to talk her down, but for the first time ever, she flatout refused to listen to a word he said. She screamed over him, telling him if he was with them, he was against her. No one understood the gravity of the situation until Bella finally revealed her motivation behind the attack. It was then they found out she had seen who killed her maker, and while there was very likely no love lost for that vampire, he was still her sire, her venom was still his, and she was in the right, even if she didn't know why.

That, however, didn't stop the lot of them from trying to reason with her, to 'wrangle the newborn' as Jasper had called it. Turned out, that was all they could do. They spent all their time on the defensive, trying to keep her from getting within scenting distance of Forks.

On day seven of the standoff with her, Carlisle came to the conclusion he had no choice but to call the wolves for help in keeping Bella away from the town. The Elder agreed, but told him without mincing words that as soon as Bella was caught, they were to leave, and never return. The Tribal Elder was very good friends with her father, and had spent everyday since Bella 'died' trying to console Charlie. So far as he was concerned, the treaty was void, it was open season on the vampire population, and he didn't give a solitary fuck who it was that bit Bella. She was their responsibility, and they allowed it to happen, so to him, they were just as guilty as the one that did it.

With a nearly helpless stance, Carlisle made a noise in the back of his throat. "I can explain."

Felix rolled his eyes, but the muscles in Demetri's jaw visibly ticked. He was able to bite back the snarl, but not the growl as he talked through clenched teeth. "No, you can't. You have the gall to call me and my guards beasts and barbarians, but neither I nor anyone under my command deliberately starves an infant for two fucking weeks. Most assuredly not one that doesn't belong to one of us. Whether her sire is alive or not is beyond irrelevant. You took her in, therefore you took on every last responsibility that comes with her. And what have you done with that? You have done everything in your power to ensure she doesn't feed, including calling on the help of wolves that are specifically designed to tear us apart. Your very first call should have been to us when you realized this was out of your ability to handle because, and this is a very well known fact, out of control newborns happen to be a specialty of ours due to the fact we stay out of the private affairs of other vampires.

"Barring her knowledge of us prior to her change, which isn't technically against the law, that girl is innocent. You, and every single member of your coven, are guilty of torture, which is very illegal. I don't give a single rat's ass what you and yours wish to choke down to sustain yourselves, but humans have always been, and always will be, our natural food source; what every single vampire alive is drawn to eat. However, in all your infinite wisdom, and in your ridiculous attempt to force your feeding style on a newborn, you have instead all but guaranteed a massacre. You intentionally starved not just a newborn, but a fucking female, possibly to the point of madness. And not just any female, but one that trusted you with everything she had."

Taking a very threatening half-step forward, Demetri's eyes narrowed into near slits as his lips pulled away from his teeth. "Remind me again which one of us is supposed to be the 'bad guy' here. You have lost every ounce of moral high ground, you son of a bitch, and I will personally ensure you are all judged and sentenced accordingly."

Every one of the Cullens had both looked and felt fully chastised by Demetri's words.

Having known the tracker for as long as he has, Felix decided it was time to give him a little break from dealing with the Cullens before he snapped and did something foolish. Demetri very rarely got riled up like he was, but in this case, Felix could understand it. He was normally cold and distant when dealing with a creature not of the Volturi coven, because they weren't his direct responsibility outside settling whatever it was he was summoned to settle. However, that said, he had absolutely no tolerance for anyone harming someone that had no ability of defending themselves. While the changeling could defend herself physically against maybe two of the coven at a time, there was no way for her to defend herself against what they instead decided to do, and there was zero chance of her defending herself against a shape-shifter.

Straightening his spine and standing to his full height, Felix crossed his arms and looked at Carlisle. "While you still haven't told us what it is you want us to do, so far as Master Aro is concerned, it is irrelevant. The two of us will find the newborn, and for as long as it takes us to do so, you are all to stay here. Not just on the property, in this house. Any loss of life, beit from her feeding or death from exposing herself, is on your head. It was your decision to bring a changeling within ten miles of human habitation, therefore her uncontrollable actions are your judgement. To make one thing perfectly clear... our arrival here does not dissolve you of your responsibility to that vampiress, not until we find her and have her in our custody. Until that happens, you are fully liable for whatever she does, and whatever is done to her. Then, once the newborn is caught, you will ALL be coming back to Italy with us to stand before the Masters."

Finally releasing the snarl that had been building for the last fifteen minutes, Demetri lost his legendary temper at the uproar when Felix informed them of Aro's command when the two of them left the palace. All seven coven members thought they had something to say against the ruling, and they did so as loudly as they could. Voice rising above them all with a pitch that rattled the vast number of windows in their frames, Demetri barked, "SILENCE!"

The single word was enough to shock most into following the command, but Carlisle being Carlisle, thought he could not only defuse the situation, but talk himself and his family off Aro's radar. However, the moment he opened his mouth, he found himself slamming into a wall across the room. Hitting the floor, both hands came up and clamped over his mouth, his wide eyes staring at the demon that resided within the Volturi tracker that stood where he had just been, his fist still hanging in the air. There was not a sliver of white in his eyes, and his teeth were fully bared, his teeth clamped and jaw set, a deep growl rumbling the floor.

Demetri watched from the corners of his eyes as the males present went on the defensive of the females, but his eyes were locked dead on the Head of Coven. Carlisle's mate went to his side, but the tracker didn't move a twitch. Instead, he sniped. "Silence means shut the fuck up. Next time you open your mouth, I will knock your teeth down your goddamn throat. Am I understood?"

When the vampire wisely remained quiet, Demetri growled out a snort as he rolled one shoulder, trying to dispel the pent up tension in his neck. Not calming in the slightest, he tugged at the cuff of his dress shirt and jacket until it laid properly against his skin once again. "Our orders are not for pissants like you to question. You will be presented to the Masters once that vampiress is caught if I have to rip each and every one of you into pieces to do so. You do not live so far on the fringe of vampiric society that the rules do not apply to you. You are not special, no matter what you think. The lot of you are held to the same standards as even the most vile of our kind whether you like it or not. Is that, in anyway, unclear?"

There was a tightness to his stance that had everyone present shaking their head, but keeping quiet. Demetri merely crossed his arms. "Major Whitlock, tell me... as the only other present with experience in dealing with a volatile newborn, how long does it take one to level a town the size of this one."

Jasper, who stood in front of Alice, slowly stood from his defensive crouch, his lip curled in the corner. "Not long, but Bella isn't volatile."

Turning to look at the man of legend, Demetri cocked a brow. "What would you call it?" Then he tilted his head in thought. "Perhaps your diet has emaciated more than just your body and has had the additional side effect of lowering your IQ. All newborns are driven by two simple instincts; to feed and to survive. What they lack is the ability to do so properly without guidance. You used to know that." Hearing Jasper grunt, Demetri returned his eyes to Carlisle, who had gotten back to his feet. "Make no mistake, I will find that vampire, but it won't be by nose. It will be by following the screams."

Watching Demetri and Felix turn and make to leave the house, Carlisle tried to talk, but his mouth was on fire. So much so it actually caused Carlisle physical pain to move his lips. Still he spoke. "She doesn't know you. She'll run from you, too."

Pausing before he was out the door, Demetri turned halfway back, his face void of all emotion, and his voice offhand. "While it might be true newborns aren't exactly known for trusting those they don't know, you have seen to it she lost the small ability she had to have a rational thought. She is now driven by desperation and hunger. She will put her life on the line and go to, and ultimately with, anyone that offers her a meal. For her sake, you had better pray to whatever God will have you, we find her before another vampire does." Then, before leaving, and almost as an afterthought, he glanced over his shoulder. "Remember, you are not to leave this house. I will know if you do. Trust me when I said, you do not want me to come after you if you try to run."

Closing the door behind him, Demetri bounded down the front steps, reaching into his pants pocket and pulling out the keys to the car in the driveway. For the moment, he ignored Felix, who was leaning against the side with his arms and ankles crossed, and went to the trunk.

Felix followed his boss with his eyes, and waited until he was busy digging around in his bag before he spoke. "So, how exactly do you plan on finding the newborn?"

Humming in his throat as he found the small leather parcel he was after, Demeri closed the trunk lid, moving his jacket to the side and sliding the tabs on the parcel around his belt and clipping it in place. Moving to the side of the car, he leaned next to Felix as he pulled a handkerchief from the inner pocket of his jacket. Licking his palm, began to run the cloth through his now closed, wet fist. "I don't know. The recent rains have washed away any scent trails there used to be, and the air is too wet to hold a new one for long. She is too young to have a scent of her own, and I have no idea what that James guy smelled like, so even if by some miracle I happen to find a scent, I have no way to know if it's hers or not." Holding the handkerchief out with two fingers, he looked at the ground with a thoughtful face. "Smell."

Doing as he was told, Felix dipped his head and scented the cloth, shaking his head as he leaned back. "Still smells too much like your cigarettes." Opening his cloak, he pulled his own kerchief from the front pocket of his suit jacket with as little contact as possible and held it out to Demetri. "Use mine." His nose wrinkled when he saw Demetri spit in his hand, but said nothing, knowing he wasn't getting it back once he handed it over anyway.

Stuffing his back into his jacket, Demetri's eyes went distance as he let his mind wander, trying to figure out the best way to go about finding what basically amounted to an invisible vampire as he ran Felix's handkerchief through his venom filled hand. Venom held the highest concentration of a vampire's scent, and he was trying to erase the multiple scents that the cloth held.

It was silent for a few minutes before he hummed in his throat. "The options I see we have is call in reinforcements to blanket the area and flush her out, start at the most important place to her and work our way out until we get lucky, or set a trap for the infant. The issue with the first is we are on her turf, and that many unknown vampires translates to a threat. The last thing we need is to put an unknown newborn with an unknown sire on that kind of defense since there is no clear reason currently to destroy her, and I'd like to not be the reason there becomes one. The issue with the second is relatively self-explanatory. It's nearly impossible to get lucky like that with an infant, and with the dogs running around, the chances she's gotten close enough to said important place are pretty minimal. The issue with the last one is those fucking dogs. Any trap we set to catch her is very easily thwarted if they interfere, or use it for themselves, and we both know they will do one of the two." Once again holding out the cloth, he still didn't look up from the ground. "Now?"

After Felix nodded with an 'all you', Demetri folded it over and tucked it into his back pocket as another idea struck him. Reaching into his inner jacket pocket, he grabbed his cigarette case and lighter. As he pulled one out, he allowed himself to explore the idea a moment longer. Placing his cigarette between between his lips, he spoke as he light it, "Or..."

Looking up at his partner, he took his first hit and continued the thought as he blew out the smoke from his nose. "We could use the dogs." Drumming his fingers on his arm, he then cocked his head as Felix's brows shot up. Pushing himself off the car, he turned to face the other vampire and began to think out loud. "We know it's been more than two days since the last time these morons have seen the girl, but I'll go out on a limb and say it has not been that long since the wolves have. Since there have not yet been reports of missing humans, or any indication of a discovered body that could possibly belong to a hungry newborn, we know for certain they aren't letting her anywhere near the town."

His own burly arms crossing over his chest, Felix hummed in his throat. "Just because there are no reports, doesn't mean she hadn't crossed the paths of hikers, hunters, or a group of campers. This place is more or less designed for such activities, and for all we know, there could be bodies everywhere that clearly belong to a hungry newborn."

Waving his hand, Demetri put his cigarette between his lips. "No, no, no... I'm not saying she hasn't fed. I honestly hope she has, if only to make our life easier when we finally find her. What I am saying is, if the dogs have gotten within ten, maybe fifteen feet of her between storms, they could have gotten close enough to her for her scent to get on them." Taking a hit, he licked his lip after removing his smoke and locked his eyes on Felix's. "All I need to know is what the fuck she smells like, and I can find her without an issue."