Hey! Well I am possibly one of the worst people you know. I'm so sorry. I know that is so overused but I seriously thought I updated recently. Then I was sick and I have all this make-up work and now I have applications and tests and just…yeah…I'm so sorry. I have freaking friend issues on top of that and I've been diagnosed with chronic daily headaches. Freaking lucky me. Sorry, today's been a bad day.
Okay…well umm I'm dedicating this chapter to all my reviewers and readers. Please don't hate me! Um well…I really hope that this stays good and that you all still like it and that you don't completely hate me. I'm so sorry…Well I hope I get a chance to clear things up soon.
Mike's P.O.V.
A/N: As promised.
Why did Rosalie have to go and bite Bella? I'd had it all perfectly planned out and she ruined everything. She had been wrong about my thirst. I could control it. I know I can. It was because of my abilities. I had discovered them the other day when Emmett had been watching me. Knowing fully well that he was listening, I started talking to myself out loud. I mean seriously, the guy thought I was stupid.
That's when I discovered my power. I found that I had a very strange gift to bend people's wills to my liking. Amazing, isn't it?
According to what that old guy…I mean Carlisle Cullen said; we all have characteristics that we carried into our rebirths as vampires. I did a bit of thinking during that time about my old life and what I wanted now. I came to three conclusions. First, I wanted Bella for myself. I deserved her after all I've been through and Cullen certainly wasn't good enough for her. Second, I had to get Cullen back for making me into this…thing. It was actually pretty cool though, I don't know why it seemed like he didn't like it. You were faster, stronger, more handsome, and just better than you were before. Why would anyone not want to be a vampire? My final conclusion was that the only way I would be able to accomplish my first two goals is by discovering what my special ability was. At the time, I had been confident that I had one. Why? Simply because I am a special kind of guy…
After hours of silence and deep though unbroken by distractions of any kind, I created a list of abilities I might have carried over into my life…or death…as a vampire.
Mike Newton's List Of Possibilities
Good looks (I definitely had this…maybe I can dazzle anyone into getting what I want)
Persuasiveness (I was very good at this, that's how I became so popular…other than my good looks)
Dreamer (I was always able to imagine Bella in vivid detail and I had many dreams during my human life…most involving Bella…oh, so beautiful…she will be mine)
Shape-shifter (I was able to pretend to be anyone that I wished in order to maintain my popularity)
Invisibility (right before I 'died' that's how I felt in Bella's eyes)
Confidence (maybe I can suck up someone's confidence enough to make them obey whatever I wish them to believe)
Flying (like Superman! That guy got all the babes…)
Shooting webs from my fingers (like Spiderman)
Mesmerize (maybe I can sing a song and they will hear my beautiful voice and worship me…or maybe not…I remember that one time I tried to serenade Lauren. Shivers)
After I reviewed my list, I found a small pattern. There were a lot of possibilities in the work I did to maintain my status as the most popular guy at Forks High School. If I had that kind of power back then…it would be a hundred times stronger as a vampire!
That was how it all began. I found that I could make anyone fall into a trance/dream-like state. While in that state, they cannot harm themselves but judging from what happened to Rosalie earlier, you can harm yourself. I cannot simply make them do what I wish; my gift is to sort of plant a seed of doubt or something equally terrible in their minds. This lowers their defense and all around confidence in everything. I imagine that this can cause long-term effects on any humans if I chose to use it on them. Anyway, after fighting this seed of doubt for so long in their dream state, they have neither the will nor energy to fight off whatever I want them to do. They get lost in their own minds somehow. I have no idea if they ever find their way out.
Really, it's confusing to explain. I guess the only way to understand would be by experiencing it yourself. Too bad I have no desire whatsoever to do that.
Returning to the task at hand, I watched my beautiful Bella, writhing and screaming, so I flashed my eyes and lulled her to sleep, awaiting the day when she would wake up, more beautiful and perfect than she had ever been.
Alice's P.O.V.
This was becoming harder and harder to figure out; it was incredibly frustrating. The whining and growling coming from behind me didn't help at all either. What was going on? What was Rosalie sorry for? What did my vision mean? Why were we too late? Whose blood was everywhere? How did Mike fit into this all?
Actually, I think I know the answer to the last question. I have this instinctive feeling that this is all Mike's fault. Carlisle thought the exact same thing. If he has the power to outsmart all of us and fight Rosalie, we've definitely underestimated him.
After dragging Edward and Emmett out of that room, we decided on a new plan of action. We were going to have 'search parties'. Each of us with a special ability was going to lead a search party. That meant that Jasper and I had to be separated. This would be really hard without him but I knew it was for the best. My visions weren't helping all too much so we had to try something new. Emmett paired with Jasper, Esme with Edward, and Carlisle was with me. Since my visions had shown that they were nearby and the blood seemed fairly fresh, we believed that they were nearby. Jasper's ability to feel the emotions of others combined with Emmett's hunting ability was our best bet. I could only hope that this was enough.
We had so much riding on this. So much could go wrong if we failed or if we didn't make it in time. None of us thought of this as we set off to our respective areas, using all that we could to find even a trace of one of them or a lead of some kind.
Mike's P.O.V.
I could smell vampires. They were coming closer. After I had taken care of that cocky bitch of a vampire, Rosalie, for the moment at least, I went to check on my Bella. Even in her sleep, you could see the pain on her face, the things that plagued her in her dreams. It was all I could do not to reach out a hand to try to comfort her. I figured it would be best not to tempt myself. She would be mine in a matter of time anyways.
Judging by how strong the scent was, I'd bet I would have about fifteen minutes before the vampires caught the scent of Bella's delicious blood. Fifteen minutes would give me enough time to devise a brilliant plan. If only I knew where to begin…
Alice's P.O.V.
It was about another hour before any of us caught a lead, cover as much ground as we possibly could with as much detail as possible.
The pair to find a lead, surprisingly enough, was Edward and Esme. Esme was the one who found it, actually. Once she was sure, she'd called us and we all gathered here, at an opening into the woods. I guess it was the attention to detail that she had as an architect that helped her find this. She had found a small path that led into the woods. This wasn't a normal path though. No, instead it looked like something…or someone…had plowed their way into this part of the trees. Also, if you looked very closely, you could see faint traces of blood. It smelled like animal and it could very easily have been a wounded animal but it was the closest thing we'd had to a real lead in a very long time so we decided to check it out.
Esme with her trained eyes served as the leader of the group with Jasper guarding the rear. Edward was on constant alert for any foreign 'voices' that might harm us or lead us to our destination.
Emmett was the one I was afraid of though. He had never lost Rosalie like this before. He was walking in front of me, muscles taunt and eyes black as the night, relying solely on his senses and instincts to lead him at this time. I felt sorry for any animals or humans that tried to cross his path today.
We were careful, constantly searching this way and that, never straying from the path. It came as no surprise when Emmett let out a snarl and took off running though. It was a wonder that even with his hunting ability he hadn't been able to sniff out anything sooner. We ran quickly, doing our best to follow him, trying to call out to him and ask him what he sensed. He was beyond reason and all coherent thought, however. So we trusted completely in him and followed him blindly into the dense forest.
Mike's P.O.V.
They were coming closer. Why did they have to be so fucking fast? Regardless of their speed, my plan was almost complete. Once they found the bitch, it would only be a matter of time before they smelled Bella.
When that happens though, I will be ready. I will take all of them down, every last one of them. They ruined my life; they took everything from me. Now it was time that they paid for what they did. They fucked up everything. They had to pay.
Alice's P.O.V.
After a few minutes of running, we eventually came to a stop. Emmett scanned the trees surrounding the narrow path that we had managed to make our way back to and took a few steps forward. Crouching down low, he growled ferociously in a way that probably scared even Jasper and took a giant leap.
He vanished from sight for a second and came back clutching something in his arms.
At first I thought it was just a bundle of plants or a dead animal of some sort but hearing its voice made me stop.
"No…must go on…must stop…" it was whimpering.
Carlisle was the first one to move. He rubbed the creature gently and whispered, "Rosalie?"
Suddenly, Edward took in a big gasp of air and started clutching his head. Jasper in turn felt his pain and I squeezed his hand to remind him that I was here. He smiled gratefully at me and did his best to hold it in.
"Edward? Edward, what is it?" Esme asked him, concerning ringing in every syllable.
"The pain…" he gasped out. "It hurts so much. Make it stop…"
Carlisle tried again, "Rosalie, if it's you, answer me."
The thing in Emmett's arms just kept shaking and whimpering incoherent things.
Carlisle took charge then. "Edward, I need you to tell me. Is it her?"
Edward grimaced once more at the pain and whispered almost too softly for even me to hear, "I…Kind of."
Emmett let out another loud growl. "How is it kind of her? Edward! Is it Rosalie?"
"I…I don't know. Stop the pain. It hurts so much…"
Suddenly, it was as if a veil was lifted and the creature opened its eyes. Looking up at Emmett, it whispered, "Emmett."
In that instant, I knew it was her and I raced forward to embrace her. As I did, however, millions of scraps and cuts ranging in size and severity appeared all over its body, bleeding profusely.
I gasped aloud. "Rose…how did this happen?"
"The sleep…" she whimpered, "We must save her. Don't go to sleep…"
She was making absolutely zero sense.
That's when things went from bad to worse. Edward caught a scent in the air. We all smelled it a moment later. It was a scent he would know anywhere.
Bella's blood.
He took off running in that direction without a thought. I was about to follow when a hand on my shoulder and a vision stopped me at the same time.
"No…" I whispered once the vision was over. "He can't do that. We have to stop him…"
I turned to see whose hand was on my shoulder and I saw Emmett, still cradling the broken Rosalie in his arms.
I looked around and that's when it hit me. This was all I had left of my family now. If Mike succeeded, all would be lost, my family, my love, everything. We couldn't let him win.
"No…" I whispered once more, erupting in dry sobs. "No."
Hahhaha where did I get all these vocabulary words? I hope this wasn't terrible. Uh… yeah. This was my longest chapter yet. I'm so proud. Sorry for making you wait so long. Read and review, please!