Twilight Saga Eclipse Fanfiction

Transitionals: Eclipse

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the other books in the Saga, they belong to Stephenie Meyer. I do use some phrases dialogue and some descriptions from the book, though, they all belong to her.

Hey everyone, I hope you like this chapter, and I really hope it is easy to follow.

There is going to be quite a bit of information in this chapter.

Also, sorry if you thought this chapter was going to have a party in it. I mentioned in the Author's Note at the end of the last chapter that the party where they meet Ruby at is actually going to be an outtake that will be placed at the end of this book; after I finish with the Cullen's POV.

Sorry if you were looking forward to that.

This chapter is dedicated to all the people who like reading this series. Thank you for your support.

Chapter 12

So much for being nice and helpful.

I knew Ruby needed to get the stuff from Toby as soon as possible, so copying everything seemed like the best idea. I didn't know that Kian and Turner were going to be coming to the house at the time though.

I had so much that I was supposed to give Turner and I still didn't have it decoded for him. Despite my desire to keep up the normal human facade, I skipped the last two days of school so I could attempt to get everything ready for him.

The extra sixteen hours though proved to be worthless. Every document on the disk was coded. The real information was hidden from me, and it was well known in my family, I wasn't the best coder. The basics were all I knew. I was running every date that was important to Turner, that I knew of, every name he had ever used, but nothing was coming up.

I had spent hours putting in names of battles I had remembered he was a part of before when he was just a soldier and he didn't work for the cleanup crew.

"What can I do to help?" Edward begged to know. He was struggling with seeing me so stressed out. I had lost count how many times he and one of the other Cullens had asked to help, to do anything to take some of this burden.

Esme and Alice had already taken over running the companies for me. Rose and Emmett had practically taken over every aspect of raising the girls. Even going as far as attempting to figure out how all the books were needed to be used to help train Cissy.

What else was there that I could delegate to someone else. I couldn't just let the other go through all of the stuff Toby left me, what if there was more stuff they weren't supposed to see. Charlie struggled with shielding other people, his shield was supposed to be purely for self-defense. Thanks to the fact his dad was a hunter, my dad's powers were weaker than they should be. Expanding was difficult for him since it wasn't supposed to be possible.

If Charlie couldn't protect the other's mind, and obviously I couldn't, not yet. It wasn't safe to risk it.

Then again, there was something I could have Edward do. I handed him the large stack of papers that we had found in Toby's cabin. He took them more than willingly.

"These papers have information on the people Toby believes are spying on us. Here's how to read all of my markings. Theirs a different highlight and symbol to mark all the different bits of evidence against them. If you could go through the rest of the stack, then I can add it to the list on the drives I'm supposed to store all the information on."

Edward gave me a brief look. I didn't quite understand it. It seemed confused but also sympathetic, and curious. What could have caused all three of those…?

I forced my mind away from that thought, knowing exactly what I had done to cause that look.

Get a grip, Bella.

I fought down a blush and turned my attention back to my infuriating task.

More dates, more names, and more battles, but nothing that I typed in uncoded the real information.

Turner and Kian would arrive in a few hours and she had nothing to give Turner. True he didn't know she had something for him. Ruby probably already gave him what Toby left for him in his briefcase, so he had that to go through, but still.

Turner wanted to stay away from her so that Victoria wouldn't know he had any contact with her. The less they were together the safer it was for them. That meant giving him this stuff now.

"Bella, I can't take any more of this."

I jumped, completely caught by surprise, by Jasper's desperate plea.

He rested his hand on the top of the laptop. "Let me help you. I've worked with coded messages before, during the Civil War. That's why now I'm not too bad a coder when it comes to electronics."

His eyes darkened slightly with desperation. "This isn't good for you, and frankly I can't take any more of your frustration."

He stopped me before I could argue. "If you are this close to tears, then you need to let someone help."

There was no arguing with that. I could feel the traitorous tears of frustration already building. I gave up and scooted over for him to join me on the couch.

He took a seat and took the laptop from me. "What all have you tried?"

I sighed brushing at my eyes. "Every name I've ever known him to have, important dates that I know of, the battles I remember him saying he was a part of."

Jasper nodded and turned his attention to the computer. "He was a soldier before joining the cleanup crew?"

I nodded. "He was injured in one of the human wars, which made it impossible for him to continue fighting in their wars. He had become too recognizable, and once he was injured he was no longer able to serve."

"I suppose you already tried everything tied to the injury?"

I nodded. "You supposed correctly."

Jasper sighed and started reading through the false information. I couldn't help watching him. Every once in a while his eyes would narrow and his lips would thin into a tight grimace.

"You'll chew through your lip if you don't stop," he warned me suddenly.

I released my lower lip. It wouldn't be a good idea to tempt Jasper, or even worse Edward who was still sitting on the other side me. They may be getting used to my scent, but they hadn't been around me while I was bleeding. A Transitional's blood didn't just smell better, it was sweeter too.

"Did Turner fight in the Civil War?"

I snorted before clamping a hand over my mouth. I didn't want Jasper to get the wrong idea, especially since he actually had served. "Turner had already joined the cleanup crew by then, so he and the others were aiding troops, doing what they could without causing suspicion. Turner at the time wasn't too invested in his job and liked to, cause more trouble than he should."

Jasper nodded, understanding what I meant. He started typing in what looked to be dates. I didn't recognize some, others were ones I remembered trying.

To my surprise, the document was finally turning into the real information with each new date Jasper typed in. He had successfully decoded everything.

I wrapped him in a tight hug. "How did you do that."

He chuckled, returning the hug briefly. "The coded message had different battles that were all apart of the Civil War. I figured since there were multiple battles, that you had to put in all the dates together in order of which battle appeared first in the document."

I could have cried tears of joy, but I didn't want to embarrass myself. "Thank you, thank you so much, Jasper."

"My pleasure," he offered kindly. He passed me the laptop but paused before letting it go. His eyes were focused on the now decoded documents. It appeared to be a list of people and an explanation…

I blinked. This list was of the people the Undermining were trying to get to join their side, whether by force or not. This appeared to be the entire list of everyone the Undermining wanted. Which explained why Toby wanted Turner to have it. Turner was good at finding people.

Jasper took the computer back and opened a new document.

"Any new documents you open, using this program, Tuner will be able to see too." I didn't know what Jasper was up to, but I thought it best to warn him just in case. Better for him to keep the different information in the right places.

"I want Turner to see this," he replied simply.

Edward got up and moved so he was leaning over Jasper's shoulder. "What's wrong?"

Jasper glared at the screen, his fingers flying over the keys in a blur. "Maria is on this list."

My mind searched for any information on Maria's. Which troublesome woman was the one Jasper was concerned about?

Jasper sensed my curiosity. "Maria is the one who changed me. She has long been a part of the southern vampire wars."

I flinched, slightly, knowing which Maria he was talking about now. The southern wars were not something I liked talking about. There were stories of members of the other world who attempted to "clean up" the trouble down there. It was a disaster, and they almost didn't make it out before the Volturi stepped in.

"You're letting Turner know everything you know about her?" Edward glanced from the screen to his brother.

Jasper nodded sharply. "Maria is smart, but she is also driven by power. If she were to join the Undermining, she could hand them however many vampires they wanted."

I felt sick. I could barely stand the fact that the newborns Victoria were creating were finally hitting the newspapers. It was all over the Seattle Times. They didn't know what it was, but anyone who understood the signs knew that a group of young vampires had turned Seattle into their feeding grounds.

The number of disappearances and murders were rising. To think that the Undermining would have a very capable vampire who could create that on a larger scale, was too much to comprehend.

We needed to make sure Maria couldn't be recruited.

"Do think she'd join willingly?" I heard Edward ask. My head was firmly in my hands trying to dislodge the images Jasper had unintentional caused.

A hand rubbed my back for a moment before I was lifted off the seat. Not a second later I found myself sitting on Edward's lap. He had taken my spot beside Jasper.

Jasper was still typing furiously. "I don't know. She's very territorial, and she wouldn't just give up her leadership, but she also enjoys…" One glance at me and he stopped himself from finishing. "It doesn't matter, we need to make sure it doesn't happen.

He finished his information then passed us the computer. "I need to go try to get a hold of Peter."

He left and I glanced at Edward. He knew I was wondering who Peter was. Before he could explain though, someone rang the doorbell.

As I expected Kian and Turner were waiting for us on the other side of the door.

"Thanks for letting us come by," Kian shook Edward's hand, then pulled me into a hug.

"Of course. Bells said you had some information for us," I hadn't even heard Emmett join us downstairs.

He smiled smugly at me before taking a seat on the couch. He snatched the computer up and his eyes narrowed. "What is this?"

I went and grabbed the computer from him. "That's for Turner. Toby wanted me to give it to him."

"More from Toby," Turner reached for the computer.

I passed it to him and watched the different emotions flash across his face.

Kian noticed the concern. "What is it?"

Turner glanced up at his friend. "It's the list."

Kian's eyes widened. "The List, as in the list."

Emmett couldn't take it any longer. "What list?"

Turner scrolled through the list quickly. "This is every single person that the Undermining believes they need, to finally make Blue Skies work."

I couldn't help myself. "Ruby tell you exactly what Blue Skies is?"

Kian and Turner both nodded.

"Does every one of our little group know?"

They nodded again.

"Ruby held an emergency meeting under the instruction of Grandpa Ray. Once she went through everything you gave her from Toby and the details of Blue Skies she called him immediately."

"She's already done," I couldn't help but complain.

Kian chuckled and placed his hand on my shoulder. "This is her job Bella, and she's the best there is. Of course, she has gone through everything."

"It's also a good thing she is on our side," Turner added.

Kian agreed. He moved to Turner's side so he could so the list. "So who else is on this list."

"There's hundreds of names," I told him.

"Your name is on here," Turner glanced up over the top of the laptop.

Edward growled and I found myself sitting on the couch, once again on Edward's lap. His arms formed a cage around me, and I sighed.

"We already knew this Edward."

"Edward's name is on here too." Turner interrupted whatever Edward would have said. "But that isn't surprising."

Emmett snorted. "Why is that? Do they possibly find his talent useful? Do they like piano playing?"

Edward and I glared at him.

He lifted his hands in surrender. "Hey, I'm just trying to lighten the mood. Come on, Bella needs to not be so stressed, and you shouldn't be so angry around her. It doesn't help."

"Neither does teasing about something so serious," Jasper countered as he joined them in the living room.

I shifted to see if any of the Others were going to join us. Carlisle was currently at work, and Esme was out grocery shopping. Picking out snacks to bring to the next training session, that Jasper was teaching.

Teaching the wolves and the less experienced members of the Cullens, to fight newborn vampires was one of the protections Jasper had put into place after Victoria's visit.

Rose and Alice though were upstairs with the girls. I realized that was probably why they hadn't come downstairs.

"You were saying," Edward gestured for Turner and Kian to take a seat, and for Turner to continue.

Jasper, Turner, and Kian all took their seats and Turner continued.

"We've assumed for a while that the Undermining had a list to go with their agenda. They knew they needed certain skills, to be able to finally get rid of the Rebellion. Many people in the Rebellion have assumed that groups of powers could be considered together, despite the fact that as a single power they might not be wanted."

He sighed deeply. "This list proves that theory right. It states here, that Edward's gift, combined with two others, could make the Undermining omniscient."

That wasn't possible. No one was omniscient. No one on the planet had knowledge of everything. There was the gift of Knowledge but there was no way Grandpa Ray was omniscient.

"Don't shake your head, Bella," Turner warned. "You know how powers can be manipulated. Think about it."

I didn't want to think about. That was the problem. Powers could be molded and manipulated in many different ways. That was why no two people ever had the same gift.

Turner wasn't letting me out of this, though. "Bella, think, the most basic form of being omniscient is knowing past, present, and future?"

Ice filled my veins. Past present future. It wasn't hard at all to figure out who together could give those gifts to the Undermining. Alice saw the future based on decisions. Edward heard every present thought going through another's mind. And Aro could see every past thought and memory someone had.

The Cullens seemed to realize who was needed for that trio too.

Silence filled the group. The only noise was tapping from the computer as Turner scrolled through the list.

"Any other people we should discuss, or is it okay to tell them what we were sent here for," Kian finally asked.

Turner nodded but the action was cut short. His eyes widened sharply as he started typing quickly.

Kian got up from his seat. "What now?"

I waited impatiently as Turner gestured for Kian to read something. The shook on Kian's face was only adding to my impatience.

"What's wrong?" I finally snapped.

Turned met my gaze slowly. "The last person on the list."

I shook my head obliviously. "Well, what about them."

"Cynthia was right?"

Kian's words, of course, confused Edward and his brothers, but I knew exactly what was missing. I had heard many stories of the great Clairvoyant.

Unlike Alice, who saw visions, Cynthia could sense things; sorta like Anna. But Cynthia was far stronger. Her feelings actually came with understanding. Anna could sense the danger and who might be causing it, but a clairvoyant could tell you what was going to happen.

Cynthia uses her magic constantly for the Rebellion, predicting hundreds of problems and scenarios that could happen. Her gift focused mostly on the negative, so she saw mostly trouble that was coming our way.

"I'm sorry, who is Cynthia?" Emmett finally asked impatiently.

"So Alice is a seer, a psychic." Kian nodded upstairs, no doubt guessing that Alice was up there. "Cynthia is clairvoyant."

"She doesn't have visions but she still has precognitive powers," Turner added.

Jasper leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "So what was this Cynthia right about?"

I wrapped my arms around me, remembering the many discussions I had gone to about this one premonition. "Cynthia is still considered a young clairvoyant," I started with. "Precognitive powers are always so hard to train, especially for people who are young. She was seventy when she had her most precise premonition."

"What Bella means," Turner countered, "is that she was so certain of the feelings she was getting, but there was very little detail.

Kian took over then. "Cynthia believed that there was going to be someone who was born with the ultimate gift."

Emmett jerked his thumb at me, but didn't say anything.

I rolled my eyes. "No, not me. This person would be able to get past my shield. My defenses wouldn't stop them. Nothing would be able to."

"A gift like that in the hands of the Undermining, could be the difference they need to win." Jasper stood. "What exactly were the little details?"

Turner closed the laptop. His deep voice made the words even eerier. "There shall come a day when a gift unlike any other will join the world. No one will be able to keep it from working on them. There is no defense from it."

"Well that's just creepy," Emmett said.

I nodded. "A gift like that can render me useless."

Edward hugged me to him. "You're not useless."

"So this nameless person is on the list?" Jasper continued the conversation.

Turner nodded. "It was one of those things we had assumed, and at the same time hoped was just a fantasy."

Silence tried to descend again but I couldn't handle that. "So, Ruby sent you to get me caught up with what all of you know?"

Kian nodded as he took his seat again. "Yeah, she said you would be especially interested in the information Grandpa Ray is finally letting her discuss."

My mind went to the conversation we had when she had come over. This was something I definitely wanted to know.

"Ruby told us that you already know that she thinks the Undermining is controlling the Rebellion, and that you obviously told her that they weren't."

"But they are trying," I added.

Turner nodded grimly. "Ruby also mentioned that she showed you Carlos' family tree."

My mood darkened instantly. "Yeah, I know about that."

"Well we don't," Emmett growled. "What's up with that?"

"I've been kinda busy Emmett," I shot back at him. "I was going to tell you all."

Kian broke up the would-be argument. "You are hearing about it know." After a pointed look at Emmett, he continued.

"Ruby found out that Carlos' family has been spying on the Rebellion for the Undermining, from the beginning. The Undermining chose their name quite fittingly. When Ruby checked out the old information files after Carlos disappeared, she found that the documents had very incriminating evidence proving that Carlos' family were all working for the Undermining, every generation, until we got to the man who lead the Undermining during the takeover."

"How is it possible to miss something like that?" Edward growled.

That type of information couldn't be overlooked. If they had known they wouldn't have been able to get close enough for their spying.

Turner glanced at his shoes. "Do you know what glamour is, Bella?"

I couldn't help the slight huff of annoyance. "It's an ancient form of incantations that allows the caster to adjust what other people see."

Oh. Now I understood the real question. "That's how Carlos' family was able to hide their true intent. Anything that showed that they were related to the head of the Undermining, they made it practically disappear by using glamour."

"It's ancient magic that is very hard to control." Turner glanced up at me then. "But like all magic, it has its flaws. Glamour deals with the mind, it doesn't work on you; or your dad."

"That's why Carlos and his family were very careful around the two of you," Kian explained. "Shields are extremely rare, your more likely to find a physical shield than a mental one, though, and your family had two that they had to worry about."

"The played us. Carlos' parents really pushed my parents. Pushing Charlie to set up a human life for us. They pushed him out of his work for the Rebellion, because they knew their glamour didn't work on him."

"And your grandfather was pushing to have me go through the old information files."

I turned to see my dad leaning against the wall. How long had he been there?

He gave me a sad smile. "They couldn't have me see the real files, and they couldn't let me teach you how to properly use your shield. If you had been able to project your shield, not only would you have been able to help the rest of the family see through the glamour, you would have been able to protect their minds from their control."

Turner reached out a hand as if to stop me from leaving. "I know you're angry, but you can't just run off. There's more that we need to discuss."

I glared at him, and my mouth went off without my permission. "I'm sorry, but this is very difficult to deal with. I feel like there are a hundred problems that I have to deal with and they don't stop. I'm overwhelmed and my brain, though it is expanding, there still isn't enough room to handle all of this."

I closed my mouth with an audible snap. I didn't need to have a breakdown, and I certainly didn't need to get emotional right now.

"How about you just let me talk and then you can do what you need to, to process it. I'll tell you what I know and then leave you to it. You don't any have to ask questions, cause I'm sure the others will have the same ones."

I didn't know what to say to that and he didn't give me enough time anyway.

"I'm going to take your silence as permission to start." So he did.

"When Carlos left, the glamour vanished, everything they manipulated with the incantation went back to the way it was before. With that being said. "We know which men that are close to our leaders who are really a part of the Undermining. There is a number of spies that were concealed under that information, and they all have some sort of power within the Rebellion."

"Grandpa Ray has agreed to take on leadership of our new Rebellion and we are slowly bringing trustworthy people into it," Kian added.

"Second order of business, the Ley lines. Rohl admitted that he and Avery Marlowe severed the connection between Information and the Ley lines. They couldn't let the Undermining have this information so they did what they could. They weren't able to save the last ten locations, so to protect the information, Marlowe took the already severed ties, and shredded the information, scattering it throughout the rest of the collected information."

"That's possible," My dad pushed off of the wall and came to sit beside Edward and me.

Turned shrugged. "Apparently. I knew connectors could access and sever different relays of information, but I didn't know they could scatter the information around." He shook his head. "Grandpa Ray says it takes a powerful connector to manipulate their magic like that."

"Could Cissy do that?" I couldn't tell if the tone of Emmett's voice was eager or concern.

Charlie shook his head. "Cissy would have to have had years of training to even attempt it." He turned his attention back to Turner and Kian. "So do we have reason to believe that the Undermining. Have found this scattered information."

"No," Turner replied slowly. "But Avery Marlowe, the only man with the information of where all the Ley lines reside, has gone missing."

That was right. "Rune told us that, are we suspecting foul play now."

Kian and Turner shared a look, then turned back to me.

Turner clasped his hands in front of him. His grip was tight, his knuckles almost white. "We hope he just went into hiding so Rohl wouldn't be able to find him. The only explanation we have is that he died."

"Without Avery Marlowe, we don't know any more than the Undermining does." My head couldn't take this.

"Well," Kian began, he rubbed his hands against his pants leg. "That's why Grandpa Ray was wondering if we could talk a few of the Cullens into helping us track him down. We have a few places that we have reason to believe he might be there, and we need some trustworthy people to go check it out

"We'll have to discuss it with Carlisle," Edward said quickly.

"We understand," Turner stood and motioned for Kian to follow him.

We all followed suit and stood too.

Turner clapped a hand on my shoulder. "That wasn't so bad was it?"

"Don't push your luck," I shot back.

He laughed and bid goodbye to the others.

Kian pulled me into a hug. One of his hands pushed something into mine, curling my fingers forcefully around it. "It's the last thing we discussed as a group. Grandpa Ray wanted you to read it in private, away from little ears."

I nodded with understand glancing at Edward. He nodded subtly and we watched as Kian and Turner left.

Jasper nodded for me to go ahead and read it.

The note was only a half sheet of paper.

My eyes narrowed as I tried to translate what was on the page. It wasn't written in the old language. That much was clear since it wasn't some loopy mess.

Giving up I handed it to Charlie. Hopefully, he would know what it was. It wasn't till I was looking at it upside down that I realized it was directional symbols. Coordinates to be exact.

Charlie shook his head in amazement. "It's the first ten Ley lines," He whispered.

How they found them I didn't know, but I didn't doubt their skills.

"Why wouldn't they want little ears to ear this?" Emmett asked, his eyes darted upstairs and I laughed.

Charlie laughed too. "Little ears is code for people you trust but who might not be able to keep it a secret. He wasn't referring to the girls, he was just saying to be wary who you tell."

Jasper reached for the paper and Charlie gave it to him. He glanced at the strange symbols for a moment. "If they weren't worried about the girls, why didn't they want to discuss it with it, why leave before we found out?"

I took the paper and pocketed it. "That was also a subtle hint. They don't want it to be discussed out loud. This is solely note passing information."

Author's Note

That was crazy to write, but I hope you all liked it. I feel like I've just been dumping information on all of you without much action. I really hoped that was going to change but I guess not.

What do you think is going on? Is this just a jumble of information that is too much to take in? Can anyone follow what's happening?

The real questions for this chapter.

Cynthia? Who is she? Why is she important? And finally, would you like to meet her?

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