Disclaimer- All recognizable characters belong to Mrs. Stephenie Meyer, whereas all new characters belong to me. Warning: This chapter is not for the weak of stomach.

Chapter 30- Giving in to sorrow

The fight dragged on. Soldiers kept pouring out of the prison gates like cockroaches. Thunder clapped in the distance and black clouds kept rolling over our heads. I had Flora and a couple hundred archers stationed outside the cement wall, awaiting my signal. On top of the wall was Yuzria and his band of witches. They had a shield around themselves so they couldn't be touched as they worked their magic. Everyone else was fighting with me. Occasionally I would see Lanina and Travis fighting back to back. Once I saw Mike duck down so Ash could hop over him and strike a vampire. Manny was just swinging, I knew he was worried about Flora. I even saw Laurent and Lisa fighting side by side, watching out for each other. I kept my eyes away from the Cullens. I had to believe they could protect themselves because if I saw something happened I would be vulnerable again. Wincing, I touched my side. The wound still hadn't healed all the way. Not many of my men had died yet, only about a hundred. Considering the amount of vampires Mitchell kept sending out, I was proud that I'd only lost that many. But I knew they were weakening and fast. I found myself to be quite energetic despite the fact I was using a lot of my energy. I figured it was the magic from Yuzria's blood that was running through my veins, keeping me strong and stable. I looked around for anything that could help with defeating Mitchell's troops. There was nothing. At least there wasn't anything I could see. I felt my sword hit my leg as I fought, my daggers held tightly in my hands. I threw my knives high into the air and set nearby vampires aflame, catching my knifes when I was done. " Yuzria, we need more magic happening if you could!" I yelled. He nodded his head and turned to Tori.

All of a sudden a bolt of lightning crashed down. I jumped back up and landed on a vampire's shoulders. I reached down and slit his throat before he could react. I hopped off him as he started to fall down. I noticed his men were dwindling down. Then, they stopped fighting completely. I arched an eyebrow and watched as they lined up against the prison walls. My troops turned to me, waiting for my command. Lanina and Edward jogged over to me. Dark red venom was splattered against both of them. I could only imagine how I looked. " Maybe Mitchell's realized he can't beat us." Lanina said, blowing a piece of hair out of her face. Edward shook his head and looked at the vampires who were lurking in the shadows.

" I don't think Mitchell would just give up." He replied. I nodded my head in agreement and leaped onto the cement wall. I crouched down and searched for Flora on the other side.

" Flora!" I shouted. She pushed her way through her troops and turned her head up to see me. " Can you sense anything coming from this side?"

" No, it's calm over here. In a way it's very unnerving." She responded. That was when I smelled them. Werewolves. Her head darted up and her eyes opened wide. My head snapped back to the stretch of land in front of the prison. Werewolves were slowly coming out of the prison gates.

" Over the wall!" I yelled to my troops. " Get over the wall right now!" As my troops went to jump, Mitchell's soldiers each pulled out a bow and arrow. I let out a loud growl and leaped so I was in front of my men. A man stepped forward, he appeared to be some kind of commander.

" You move and you'll die. You stay and the wolves will tear you apart. Decisions, decisions." He grinned, his yellow teeth flashing at me. I put my daggers away and whipped my sword back out. My lip curled over my teeth as I snarled. Rain began to fall, dripping down our bodies. The were's ranged in color. Some were black, some were red or gray. I couldn't believe they were aligning with Mitchell. He had to have promised them something. Unless they were rebels, rogue weres. I glanced up and saw Mitchell once again watching the action. I went to inch forward again when a blue light came out of nowhere. It was a shield. I looked up and Yuzria and laughed.

" Flora! Now!" I shouted. Arrows tipped with fire came darting over the side of the wall. I knew Yuzria and his clan would only be able to hold the shield for so long. But all I needed were a few moments. Weres cried out as the arrows pierced through them. Her archers were also able to kill fifty more of Mitchell's men. There were a couple more weres left when I told Yuzria he could lower the shield. But twenty of my men easily killed them. All in all, we had a victory so far. We hadn't actually ventured inside the grounds of the prison. Who knew what laid in wait for us there. The remaining soldiers on Mitchell's side flew through the gates and into the courtyard. I signaled for my troops to follow. My clothes stuck to me because of the rain and I was sure I had enough venom on me to fill a vampire. But no matter what I looked like, my troops followed me in. Each of them yelling my praise. Around two hundred men were waiting for us inside. I assumed it would be an easy fight seeing as how I had five hundred with me. Until around half of my men started to scream. I watched as buckets of something fell from an upper window of the castle. I watched in horror as their skin began to slide off. They clawed at themselves, trying to save their lives. But I knew it was a lost cause. I watched my men die, each of them thinking I could save them. Mitchell had used our magic against us. I was going to kill whoever made that potion. And then it struck me. I already did.

I let out a cry and saw the man who'd been pouring the potion tipped over the side of the window. Travis put his arrow down and glanced at me. I cursed aloud and faced Mitchell's men. Rage flowed through me. My hands lit up and I shot a line of fire out. I ignored the cries of the burning men and women. Instead I yelled for my men to fight harder. To push themselves. " These men just killed some of your friends. Some people who almost seemed to be your family. Fight them and kill them. Be brutal. Avenge their lives!" I told them all. I raised my sword up and they charged ahead of me. I turned to my fallen men and held out my hands. I tried to heal them, but I couldn't. Some were gone, and the ones who weren't I couldn't touch without risking myself. So, I told them I appreciated what they did for me. That they helped save lives by giving up theirs. Then I shot fire out and watched them burn. I wasn't going to let Mitchell do anything to their bodies. I felt a hand land on my shoulder. " They were good men, loyal." I whispered to the person. I didn't care who it was. But when I turned around, I smiled weakly. " Laurent, you look like crap." He nodded his head and squeezed my shoulder.

" The rest of his men will be annihilated. Your little pep talk certainly sparked a fire underneath the troops' ass." He told me. I chuckled and watched them fight. I felt like I was going to collapse, but I still had to deal with Mitchell.

" Where's Lisa?" I asked, suddenly noticing I hadn't seen her in a while. Laurent clenched his fists and I saw his body tremble.

" Oh Laurent." I whispered.

" Bella, don't." He said through gritted teeth. " Just. . . I just want to know you'll make him suffer." I put a hand on his cheek and wiped away some venom.

" Laurent, I promise you. . . I will make him suffer." He gave me a quick hug and I heard him try to stifle back a sob. " Laurent. . . Be strong. She wouldn't want you to fall apart here. Not now." I said quietly in his ear. " Hold on for her." He pulled back and shook his head.

" I will. Go kick some ass."

" Make sure Edward doesn't follow me in Laurent. And, in case something happens. . . Give him this." I took the letter I'd written out of my jacket pocket and put it in Laurent's hand. He put it inside his pocket and told me he'd protect it with his life. I knew he would. I headed towards the prison door and jerked it open. As soon as I stepped inside I gagged. The prison reeked of blood, dead blood. I held back a sob as I saw the bodies thrown aside. There were young women and children. Babies! I walked around and covered my nose with disgust. " You monster." I mumbled and shut a small girl's eyes. I couldn't stand to have them staring up at me lifelessly. I was going around, shutting people's eyes when I heard something. A small cry. I went towards it, my hand gripping my sword. When I came around a corner I saw a young woman laying on the ground, blood flowing out of her body.

" Help me." She whispered, her hand waving towards me. I knelt beside her and put my head next to her chest and listened, she had a weak heartbeat. I sighed and helped her up. " My baby, they took me and my baby." She cried. " Her name is Hope, she's got a small teddy bear. Please find my baby!" She gripped my arm. I shook my head and wiped away her tears.

" I'm sorry. I don't think your daughter made it." I told her. She let out a loud sob and I put her head on mine. I had a choice to make. I could change her, or let her die. . .

" My baby. . . She was only six months old! I want her, to hold her in my arms. I want my baby." Her eyes began to flutter closed. I could hear her heartbeat slowly down. She was dying. I started to hum a song, trying to comfort her. She smiled and sighed. " It doesn't hurt anymore." She whispered. A tear slid down her cheek as she passed away in my arms. I kissed her cheek and said a silent prayer, then I put her back down. I headed back into the main room and my eyes spotted a teddy bear. I walked over and picked it up. Something stirred beneath it. My eyes opened wide as the baby opened her eyes. She stared at me and tilted her head. I stammered. This baby wasn't harmed at all. Then I noticed she was behind a body, a man's body. He'd been protecting her. I let out a dry sob and picked up the baby. She started to cry but I quickly quieted her down. I couldn't bring her with me up to Mitchell. But I also couldn't just leave her here.

" Hey Hope. My name's Bella. Listen to me, I need you to be quiet." I said, mentally smacking myself in the process. She was six months old, she wasn't going to listen to me! I put her back where she was and covered her up with blanket. I couldn't tell there was live blood in a room full of dead blood. " I'll come back for you." I said quietly. I started to walk around more, and found a little boy huddled in the corner. He'd probably been crying for his mother when he died. I gagged again when I saw his wrists were bright red. They'd drained him. I turned away from his bright blonde hair and started to go up the stairs. Bodies were laying on the stairs. Like they'd fed and just dropped them. " No respect." I mumbled. I watched a small line of blood dribble down the stairs. I looked down and saw an empty vial hooked onto my jeans. I smirked and unhooked it. Mitchell wanted to be a monster. . . I'd show him that there are consequences to every action he makes.

I walked into the room, it was empty except for a couple more bodies laying around. Mitchell turned from in his chair, his smile was bright. I scoffed and walked around the corpses. " How do you like my humble abode?" He asked cheerfully. A vampire came in, dragging a women behind him. She whimpered and pleaded with him to let her go. He threw her at Mitchell's feet and walked away. I stabbed him right as he walked past me. He laughed and pulled out my sword.

" This won't work love." He told me, his voice thick with his English accent. I smiled sweetly and pulled out a vial. Then I opened it and tossed the liquid at him. He let out a scream and fell to the floor. " Master! Help me!" He cried. I bent down and grabbed his hair so he was looking at me.

" This will love." I mocked and tossed his head down, listening to it crack against the tile floor. I turned back to Mitchell, the woman was still at his feet. He giggled and picked her up, throwing her on the table. I noticed the bruises on her legs and arms. How many times had she been thrown around like a damn rag doll?

" Oh I just love that little trick." He said to me. My smile dropped and I walked over to him.

" Yeah, I bet your girlfriend Tristine had a fun time teaching you. Too bad she couldn't see what happened, seeing as how I killed her and all. Tell me, do you still have the body laying around you sick asshole?" I grinned and looked into the girl's eyes. Trying to tell her I'd get her out of this.

" Don't talk about her like that." Mitchell said softly, kind of like a beaten child. His grip on her loosened for a bit, then he regained himself and clutched back on. " Want a drink? She's mighty tasty! We've cut her before and had a small taste here and there. Haven't we Lissy?" She sobbed and shook her head.

" Please let me go." She cried. Her brown hair was matted with blood.

" Let her go Mitchell. This is between you and me. She doesn't need to die." I said forcefully. He laughed and stood up, holding her against him.

" But you're a vampire! Don't tell me she doesn't smell delectable." Her eyes opened wide and she screamed when he threw her in my arms. I inhaled deeply and had to bite back the urge to sink my teeth in her.

" You're one of them!" She exclaimed and struggled in my grip.

" No, I'm not like Mitchell or his men. I only kill those who deserve it. Murderers and rapists. Molesters and pedophiles." I clarified.

" Well, doesn't that bring a whole new meaning to the term guardian." Mitchell chuckled. I laid the girl down and told her to stay put. She sobbed and curled up into the fetal position. I knew she would need major therapy after this. I stepped towards Mitchell and gripped my sword. " How's Laurent doing? I saw Lisa bite the big one. I'm sure he's quiet upset." I lunged forward and grabbed him by his throat, backing him against the wall. I spat in his face and punched him in the eye. Then I dropped him.

" Come on Mitchell! Show me how bad you are! Make me quiver in fear." He just sat there, his eyes staring into mine. I kicked him, watching venom fly out of his mouth. " Come on! You're pathetic! Whoever wrote this damned prophecy sure picked a dud to lead it." He growled and sprang up, throwing me onto the table. Then he was above me, his face right on mine.

" Don't talk about me like that." He snarled.

" Why not? I'm sure you heard it plenty of times when you were alive. Maybe by your father?" He roared and smacked my face, tearing my cheek with his nails. I felt the wounds quickly heal and I laughed. " Maybe he touched you in the bad place? Told you that you would amount to nothing? Am I getting warmer?" He stood up and threw me across the room. I heard my arm crack and knew it was broken. Hopefully it wouldn't take too long to heal. I stood up and it hung low, dead weight. I bit back a cry and moved towards him again. He swung out his leg and knocked me back down. Blood pooled into my clothes from the floor. He kicked me in the stomach, a groan erupted from my lips. I just needed a few more moments. He threw my head back and dug his nails into my neck. I could feel venom start to spill down.

" What? Is big bad Bella giving up? I thought more highly of you before this." I laughed, even though my venom was spilling out and I was in pain; I laughed. While he was staring at me in confusion, I uncapped the vial and shoved it into his mouth. Then I clamped my hand over his mouth and made him swallow the contents. He gagged and fell to the floor.

" The first thing I was taught as a young vampire, was to never drink a dead man's blood. It's a poison to us, kills us slowly and painfully." I told him as he started to whimper. " Oh, you think it's bad now! It'll be so much worse in a couple of minutes." I knelt down and sighed. " You're so. . . Not worth all this trouble Mitchell. Do you have any more people alive in this hell hole you put them in?"

" Why should I tell you?" He asked angrily. I smiled and put a finger on his cheek, making him look at me.

" Because I'm a guardian silly! I can save you. I can make that blood just come right out and you'll be fine. Well, you'll still be a sick asshole and probably still insane, but you'll be alive." I stood up and giggled as he tried to stand. He finally got up, his face etched in pain. " It's ending you know, my troops are killing yours as we speak." He laughed and shook his head.

" When I saw you sneak in, I alerted my troops in the basement. There's well on two more hundred out there. It's your men that are dying." My smile fell. " Yes, hopefully your precious Edward isn't hurt while you're up here dealing with me." I growled and grabbed him.

" Where are the hostages?" I questioned him strongly.

" In the room down the hall. Their mouths are taped shut and they've all been bled. But they're the ones who are still alive." I nodded my head and then dragged him into the hallway. I kicked the glass, listening to it shatter. Every head turned towards me. I held Mitchell out and locked eyes with Edward. Mitchell hadn't been lying, there were more of his soldiers out there. And more of mine were dead.

" This is your leader!" I shouted with a laugh. " Look at him! He gave in information in hopes that I would save him. He doesn't care about any of you. He just wants to be leader of all vampires. Hell, probably everything that's supernatural. He isn't going to make it out of here alive. And because you all chose his side, neither will you. I held out my free hand and set it on fire. " Mitchell, tell your men to stand down."

" Why should I? You're not going to save me." He said, his eyes rolling back in his head. He let out a scream and trembled in my hands.

" If you don't stand down I will shove dead man's blood down all of your throats. And you will die like this. Like the cowardly pieces of shit you are! " I yelled to them. His troops looked at each other, then slowly put down their weapons. " Now get in a circle." They hesitated. But they didn't when I shot a bolt of fire towards them. Some men screamed, the rest ran into a tight circle. I held back my sob and pointed to the prison. " Many people are dead inside this prison. All of them innocent. Most of them were children. . . No doubt crying for the parents when you took them. And you killed them. You all are lower than bugs. You're worth nothing!" I spat, the fire in my hand flaring higher. " You murdered innocent people! Tell me, did you laugh when they cried? Did you tell them they would be okay?" I waited for an answer. Mitchell kept crying in my hand. " Tell me!" I shouted. My words were met with silence. " You're monsters. Every single one of you is a monster." I shot out my hand and lit them all on fire. They screamed, and they cried. And the rest of my troops just watched silently. I looked at Mitchell and I cleared my throat.

" Please." He whispered. " Please get it out. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." I chuckled bitterly and tightened my grip on him, drawing him close to me.

" Tell that to those people you killed." I snarled. " I'm not saving you Mitchell. . . Burn in hell!" I yelled then I threw him into the fire. He let out a cry and burned with his soldiers. My knees almost gave out and I heard Edward call out my name. I held out my hand and I looked at my troops again. " Go over the area, make sure none are hiding." I said and headed back into the room where Mitchell and I had fought. I picked up the still sobbing girl and carried her down the stairs, making sure she couldn't she see the bodies laying around.

" Thank you. Thank you." She whispered over and over. I nodded my head and handed her off to Laurent, who was standing at the bottom of the stairs for me. He took her and rushed her outside. I wondered over to where I'd put Hope. I took the blanket off and picked her up. She was sleeping. I held her against me and glanced over towards her mom. I fell to my knees and leaned my head over. Blood spewed out of my mouth as I threw up. I felt someone take Hope and looked up. I wiped my mouth and saw Carlisle standing there. I let out a dry sob, letting Edward help me up.

" He killed them all." I cried out. " All of them. None of them did anything wrong Edward! Except, that boy. He stole a dollar from his mother's purse. That's all! And he killed them!" I leaned my head against him and despite all my strength, I gave in to my sorrow. He rubbed my back and whispered in my ear. But all I could see was the dying mother. . . The little girl staring up at me with those dead blue eyes. . . The blonde boy huddled in the corner. I told a small group where the rest of the alive hostages were and heard them being ushered out. The storm had broken. Some vampires had managed to get away, but they were killed as soon as they were found. It was over. The war was finally over. . . I would remember it for as long as I lived. I would remember holding the dying woman and telling her that her daughter was dead. I would remember singing to her. And I would remember how good it felt to throw Mitchell into the fire and hear him scream.

A/N: Okay, I know this chapter was really sad :( I kinda cried while writing it. Hopefully you still enjoyed it and hopefully you liked how everything ended. There's only one or two chapters left of this story and then I'll be beginning the third, which again will be titled An everlasting love. Thank you all for reading, I'm glad you enjoy my stories and my characters and everything! I write it for you guys so I'm glad you keep reading! Please review and let me know how you liked it, what your thoughts are pertaining to the chapter. This took a lot of energy out of me so I'm going to go. But again, thank you for being so loyal and for reading. You all rock faith's socks haha. Also, I changed the title of the 29th chapter on the scroll thingy that lists the chapters, but not on the actually chapter. Because then I would have to take it off and reupload it. So the new title of the 29th chapter is "The strength of an army" Just letting you all know!

Until next time,

Faith