Chapter Seven

I jogged down the steps, heading towards the living room.

"Heads!" Emmett cried. Suddenly an object came flying towards me from the left. I reached up and caught it in my left hand before it hit my face. I whipped around to face Emmett, where he sat on the couch with Jasper and Rosalie. His mouth was slightly open,

"Whoa! You're like a ninja-witch or something!"

I didn't even bother 'correcting' him. As if it mattered. They were going to find out anyway. I tossed the object, a decorative glass ball of some kind, back to Emmett, before standing in front of the front door. "I need to talk to everyone, it's important."

I didn't have to raise my voice. Blurred shapes flew from every direction, until the entire coven was in the living room. For one of the first times in my life, I was nervous. My hands trembled as I began to speak,

"I haven't been entirely truthful with you," I began, trying to be careful with what I said. The confused but expectant expressions looking back at me sent another stab of pain into my heart, "I'm not a Wicken. I'm a witch, and what I said about them was true. We are evil. Or at least, I am."

I paused, and took a deep breath, "I'm part of a Cult whose main objective is to rid the world of vampires. My job was to come here and trick you into trusting me, so I could kill you. When I saw how you live amongst humans, I thought that it was a way you could get easy prey. I didn't realize that you actually wanted to be human. But now there are Hunters coming from my Cult to take you down, and there's nothing I can do to stop them."

"You wanted to kill us," Rosalie spat from the corner of the room. Before I fully knew what was going on, she'd launched herself at me. I barely had time to reach for Iris before another shape flew between us. Jasper caught Rosalie before she hit me, and threw her back. She hissed at him, but stayed away. Jasper stayed in front of me.

"I'm sorry..." I began, more to Jasper than anyone, "I didn't understand,"

He barely looked at me, as if just looking at me was causing him pain. Carlisle stepped forward calmly, but I could see the hurt in his eyes, echoed in Jasper's and Esme's. "Is there anything we can do?"

"They want me to bring you somewhere secluded. A building probably. Maybe if you were ready..." I had little hope for them. Hunters were strong, and fast. They'd trained for decades to kill vampires, and these Cullen's definately weren't the strongest vampires I'd ever seen.

"Could we not stay here? Or go into hiding?" He asked,

I shook my head slightly, "You could try...but they'll have every way out of here covered for miles. The Yellow Eyes are a legend amongst us, and everyone will want the honour of defeating you."

"Is that what you wanted? Honour?" Jasper asked, finally looking at me.

"No. I was doing my job,"

He looked angry and hurt, but something about his expression registered understanding. That was more than I deserved at this point. Emmett suddenly stood up, and I briefly wondered whether Jasper could fight off him too. However, Emmett merely cracked his knuckles, "Come on, if they're anything like Morgana, we can take them easily!"

"Emmett, no you can't. Our Cult's been around for hundreds of year, dedicated to this cause, and most of the Hunters coming here have been around for most of that." I couldn't help but think of my father. "Besides, you haven't even seen me fight."

"Morgana, I understand the situation you've put yourself in just by telling us, and I thank you, but we need your help," Carlisle said, "You may be the only chance we have at surviving this. You know the Cult. We don't. Will you help us?"

"I've made my choice. It's only fair that I see it through to the end,"

He nodded, "How much time do we have?"

"They'll be here tomorrow."

"Alright," He turned to his family, "We'll stay here for tonight, and try to prepare."

Emmett grumbled, and sat back on the coach heavily, making it sag unhealthily. Rosalie was glaring at me venomously. Edward and Alice, positioned on the stairs, had similar expressions. Esme couldn't look me in the eye, and I didn't think I could face Carlisle or Jasper. It was only when Carlisle approached me did I finally make any kind of movement,

"Is there anything you can do or give us that will help?"

I exhaled thoughtfully, "I can work on making traps and weapons to slow them up, but I'll need to go into the forest for them."

He nodded, "Would you like some company?"

I didn't want to see Carlisle's disappointment anymore, but I could see that he wanted to help. I owed him that at least. Before we left, I drew Carlisle some diagrams of plants and resources we'd need so we could separate and collect things faster if we needed to. He followed me into the forest, and for a while we walked in silence, with me occasionally pointing out wood or leaves or roots that we needed. As I'd use a certain stone to sharpen wooden stakes as we went, Carlisle would occasionally wonder aloud how such things would combine to make weapons, and my only explanation would to be that the name 'witch' wasn't just a title. I'd just climbed into a tree to collect some eggs from a bird's nest that would provide the perfect addition to an explosive trap I was planning, when Carlisle's voice drifted up to me,

"When this is over, you know that you'll still have a place with us."

I closed my eyes, "Thank you, Carlisle."

I couldn't manage anything else, but maybe he already knew. There was no way I could stay with them, even if things hadn't had gone this way. Not with Jasper. I shook my head and grabbed the eggs, before dropping from the tree. Carlisle was studying one of the diagrams intently, "I think I know where to find this."

"Okay. There isn't much left now, I'll go and get the rest and we can meet back at the house."

He nodded, and flitted away through the trees. I stared after him for a moment, before I ran ahead. I reached a clearing with one of the bushes I needed, but rather than head for it, I stopped and pulled out my mobile. If there was any chance I could stop this, I was taking it. The phone rang five times, and I started to worry, before he finally answered.

"Morgana! I'm in the middle of training, what do you want?"

"Nicholas, I need your help,"

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