Chapter 7

*Jacob's point of view*

As the smoke cleared a silence settled over the group. Everyone was too stunned to even move. The girl that stood in the middle of a stream of fire is still standing; somehow she is still alive. It wasn't until the hooded bloodsucker broke the silence that we were all snapped out of our dazes, focused on the situation at hand.

"Decided to join us Miss Granger? I was wondering when you were going to intervene." The hood vampire said as he slowly started to circle the silent girl.

"It is very impolite to not answer when spoken to Miss Granger. Didn't your muggle parents ever teach you manners?" The hooded vampire snickered inching his way closer and closer to the girl. However even though the vampire was getting dangerously close the girl never moved; she stayed perfectly still, eyes forward, showing no fear by the advancing vampire.

"Now, now Miss Granger I am here for a specific reason. It has been stated that you said the Dark Lord name; and not only did you say the Dark Lord's name, you said that he was dead. Now Miss Granger I think that it is time for me to teach you a lesson, and even more so, it is time for me to remind you where mudbloods like you belong. Don't you agree?" The hood vampire snarled. By now the vampire was standing right in front of the girl, their faces only inches apart.

"Hhmmmm, oh Miss Granger, if only you were not a filthy mudblood." Mocked the creepy vampire. Now this was getting weird; the vampire was so close to the girl their bodies were practically touching as the leach whispered menacing words into her ear.

As I stole a glance over to Bella to make sure she was alright but as I did Edward's thoughts crept into mine and I instantly I knew why Edward looked like he was going to tear that vampire to sheds at any second. Together we both got a glimpse into the mind of the masked bloodsucker and what we saw might haunt me for the rest of my life. Bits and pieces of different visions; visions of blood, dead bodies laying everywhere, but most of all was a vision of him doing the most horrific things to a girl. A dark cold room, wet with mildew and blood, she sat in the far corner not moving, yet somehow the since of determination was radiating off her. He was there, laughing, as he held out his stick; speaking in an unknown language as long stream of red light dispensed out from his stick. The moment the light touched the girl our minds were pierced with screams; screams of pure pain.

I couldn't handle it; I couldn't stand to hear the screaming, I had to break the connection between Edward and I. I didn't get a good look at the girls face in the vision but I had a sickening feeling that it was the same girl that was standing right here in front of us. Hatred; absolute pure hatred was building up inside of me like a volcano about to burst. Who could ever do such horrible things to someone; she did not deserve it. She barely looked any older than me or Bella for god's sake. Somewhere deep, deep, down this overwhelming need, no it was more than that, it felt like if I did not protect this girl than my life would end with hers.

"Your silence speaks a thousand words, Miss Granger, so I will make sure to make your last moments on earth as painful as possible." As the bloodsucker spoke those last words a crack stab through the air and it was like an alarm going off warning of the impending danger.

In an instant the bloodsucker was back about ten feet away from the girl; sending out more balls of light. We all ran for cover; I wanted so desperately to run to the girl. I wanted to hold her close and run as far away as possible; but Sam wouldn't let me. Before I knew it he had grabbed me and pulled me behind a tree. I could hear his thoughts; "this is out of our hands, it is too dangerous", but I didn't care. I fought against Sam as I had to watch the battle rage on from the side lines. As the balls of light were falling down around the girl like rain it was actually a sight to see, because it looked like she was almost dancing. Showing absolutely no emotion the girl started to weave her way around the balls of light and as she moved her stick was reflecting them. It looked so easy, so effortless. Time almost seemed to come to a stop as the balls of light cascaded around her.

As the smoke settled the masked bloodsucker, who seemed a little taken aback, did not slow down. Finally moving at the speed of a vampire he lunged for the girl head on, but just as his hands gripped around the girls throat her entire body faded away into a cloud of golden smoke. The vampire landed but quickly whirled around, totally not expecting her to just go poof! But as gracefully as she disappeared in that cloud of smoke she reappeared again but this time behind him. With a flick of her wrist a white ball of light shot from it, and when it made contact with the vampire he was thrown back hard off his feet. However that did not keep him down for long, he was getting angrier and angrier, and it was then that the battle went into light speed.

It was difficult to keep track of where the fight was going; the girl and the vampire where popping in and out of thin air; balls of light, fire, and other stuff that I couldn't even described where being sent at each other. Unfortunately finally the bloodsucker got his hands on the girl when they both reappeared in mid air and he threw her hard into the ground. This is when the battle turned downright gruesome.

As the bloodsucker popped back down onto the ground he slowly walked over to where the girl had landed. Losing his mask somewhere in the mist of the fight his grin grew wider and wider; his brilliant red eyes fixated on the girl.

"Oh Miss Granger I heard that you have acquired some new tricks, I now know why they called you the brightest witch of our age. But alas all good things must come to an end; isn't that right Miss Granger? But I do have to say this brings back so many wonderful memories." The vampire chuckled as he pointed his stick directly at the girl.

"Crucio."

As the words left the vampire's lips that same red stream of light busted from the end of his stick and struck the girl. At first she didn't do anything, she just lied there curled into a little ball. Until suddenly her screams pierced our ears, sending the vampire into a fit of laughter.

"HAHAHAHAHAAAA HA OH MISS GRANGER! NOW I SEE! NOW I SEE THROUGH YOUR TRICK! THIS IS HOW YOU SURVIVED! BUT IT SEEMS THAT I HAVE BROKEN YOU FINALLY! HAHAHAHAA! I HAVE FINALLY BROKEN THROUGH YOUR DEFENSES! I WILL FOREVER BE REMEMBERED AS THE ONE THAT KILLED HARRY POTTERS BEST FRINED! ONE OF THE GOLDEN TRIO! WHAT 'S THAT MISS GRANGER? ARE YOU IN PAIN? SCREAM MORE FOR ME MISS GRANGER! I KNEW YOUR METAL WALLS WOULD SOON CRUMBLE BENEATH YOU! HAHAHAHAHAHAA DIE! DIE! D-I-E!COME ON MISS GRANGER! LET'S HEAR THAT BEAUTIFUL SCREAM!"

It was a horrific sight to see. As I looked around everyone had the same looks of terror and sadness. The girl was lying on the ground; her body distorting and twisting, trying to ease the impact of the obvious pain she was in. All that could be heard was her screams, and even worse her cries. Edward had Bella's face hidden in his chest. I don't blame him, I didn't want Bella too see this either. The blond vampire seemed like she was actually on the verge of tears; and for the first time Carlisle looked defeated. I have never seen so much sadness in his eyes. Who could possible do such a thing, and even worse to an innocent girl, to my... Suddenly it hit me; like a load of bricks it hit me. My heart stopped; it was then I realized that Bella was not my imprint. This girl was, and she was going to die before I even get a chance to see her face. However like the changes in the wind, so did the battle.

As the red light continued to dispense out of the vampires stick, the girl managed to move so that she was kneeling on the ground, her head pressed against the dirt. All of a sudden she pushed her stick out and a blinding light engulfed everything. As the light faded the scene that was set before us was one that I will never forget. The girl had a solid stream of brilliant white light flowing out of her stick and it was connected to the red stream of light that was coming out of the vampires stick. The two lights where attached to together, sparks where flying in all directions. It was a blinding event as the two forces pushed and pulled against each other; neither one seemed to be giving in. Finally I had to pull my eyes away from the light show and really looked at the girl that was in front of me. As a steady stream of blood rushed down the side of her face I was fascinated by the two lights that were being reflected in her silver sunglasses. I wish I could see her eyes, but all I could see was the reflection of the fight that was raging on in front of us.

Then it all came to an abrupt end. The girl broke the connection of the two lights and as she did the vampire was thrown back slightly. In that second the girl made a dash for the vampire and it was like the whole world had been put on slow motion. The girl sprinted to the vampire and with one last leap she held onto her stick with two hands and raised it high above her head. At the same time her stick started to glow and extend so that it looked like she was welding magnificent white sword. As she finally landed she slashed her stick down right across the vampire's chest.

Everything stopped; no one moved. At first it appeared that the girl had missed the vampire as her stick dimmed and returned to normal. However as she slowly stood up the vampire spoke his finally words.

"I…I cannot believe it…I…I…It cannot be true…How can a mud…blood…How can a mudblood….be….the…..the…." But he never finished his sentence, with a silent snap the girls attack finally took its effect. The vampire was literally cut in half and his top torso slowly slid off and away from his remaining half. With a thug, he lied there shaking on the ground. Slowly she pointed her stick at his crippling form and whispered, "Incendio". Instantaneously the vampire was engulfed in flames and soon was reduced to a pile of ashes; slowly being carried away with the wind.

As silence weighed down heavily on the group we could only sit and watch as the girl stared at the pile of ashes that once was the masked vampire. At last I finally got a good look at the girl. She was shorter than Bella and but seemed close in age. She had on jeans that seemed far too big and a black long sleeve shirt that also appeared to be a little too big for her. Her brown hair fell in long smooth curls that twirled around her face; the rest was pulled back into the pony tail. It was hard to get a good look at her face; mostly because she was wearing those silver sunglasses. However the events of the battle were present as well. She had various cuts and burns along her body and her clothes were ripped or burned. But as she stood there she seemed so lost, distant. Like her mind was off in faraway places, different times, and maybe even in different universes for all we knew. But before anyone could say a word the girls head shot up and for the first time she spoke to us.

"I am so sorry".

To Be Continued….