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Chapter 6
(Max's POV)
For someone who was acting weirdly distant, Emeric was really concerned about Fang. As Alice and Emeric brought Fang upstairs, I held Lilith in my arms as she shook in fear.
I gently soothed her as she sniffled and clung to me. I kissed her forehead. "Max, is he going to be okay?" She whispered.
I nodded, "Don't worry, Fang's a fighter. He'll be fine," I said but the words didn't sooth my own worried mind.
He'd seen something, something that was wrong and it must have been big. His visions of the present hadn't been this bad in a while.
Angel walked into the room and she looked up at me, "I know what he saw."
Edward entered as well, "So do I."
"What was it?" I asked casting an anxious glance at Lilith. Alison, who'd been sitting at the table, quickly took her and left the room.
"Well first there were wolves running in the forest," Angel said looking urgent.
"But not just any wolves, those were werewolves, but not the same from Sam's pack. A different one," Edward added.
"Ya, then there was Randle in someone's house, I'm not sure whose." Angel said frowning.
"What did it look like?" I asked. If we knew what it looked like it might lead us to where he was and what he was doing.
Edward picked up a piece of paper and started drawing really quickly. It looked like the lines were appearing by themselves. The picture was looking though a door down a hallway and there was a door to the left and another door at the end of the hall.
Kari and Iggy came into the room to get something to drink when Kari dropped her glass and it shattered on the ground. "Why are you drawing that?" she whispered.
"What is it?" Iggy asked anxiously.
She took in a few sharp breaths before saying, "That's my father's house."
Now we're getting somewhere.
Angel looked a little flustered; I guess it had to do with Kari's dazed look. I guess she was remembering stuff. "Then after that it was scientists at the school and then the people in the room looking at him."
"So what does wolves, Randle walking through Kari's dad's house, the scientists at the school and all of us have to do with each other?" I asked feeling a little more than confused.
"Well Randle, the school and us all make sense," Angel said shrugging.
"Ya, but the wolves don't," Edward said and I could see how frustrated he was.
"What about wolves?" Jacob asked as he entered the kitchen.
"Fang's vision had four things in it, three of them make sense, but one doesn't fit at all," Edward said staring blankly at the kitchen table.
"What are they?"
"Wolves, the school, the flock and Randle at Kari's house," I said feeling annoyingly helpless in the situation.
Jacob sighed and ran his hands through his long hair, "This is going to be fun figuring out," he muttered and sat down. It's going to be a long night.
(Fang's POV)
I was swimming in a haze of dreams. Everything was covered in a thin gray coat of smoke, but I could see everything that was going on downstairs in the kitchen.
My mind jumped from Max and the others trying to figure out my visions to Alice who was standing beside my bed watching me. She was perfectly still, as if it was a photo in my mind instead of a movie. The only thing that told me it wasn't was my chest slowly rising and falling and the tiniest flashes of emotion that flittered across my face as I dreamed this odd dream.
It was weird, to see myself but not be able to feel it. At one point I felt a little panicked, therefore, I started to really panicking. I could see my breathing start to get erratic and chaotic and I instantly was worried. I was hyperventilating in my own sleep and I felt like I could hear my heart beat distantly thumping in my ears.
I was worried. I tried to swallow and I did. I tried to move my eyes and they moved under my eyelids. I tried to move, but I only succeeded in a twitch of my hand.
I was trapped in my own body. I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs for someone to do something. Alice knelt beside me and placed a hand on my cheek, "Fang," She whispered, "Relax." Her words actually calmed my senses and I watched myself relax.
There was still an undercurrent of panic though, what if I was trapped here, in my mind, forever?
My mind was suddenly far away. Randle stood in a kitchen, apparently Kari's kitchen if what they said downstairs was right, and I watched as he stood there, looking around. Suddenly Kari's dad walked in and he stared at Randle.
"Randle Reeves, what have I done to earn a visit from you?" The sarcasm in his voice would have made me smile.
Randle gave him a look, "Mr. Hennessy, would you like to tell me the whereabouts of your daughter." Fear rolled down my spine, he had better not know.
Kari's dad raised an eyebrow at him, "Apparently we're on a last name basis. Mr. Reeves, I am sorry to tell you that I don't know the whereabouts of my daughter because she's recently decided that she is an ungrateful brat and has ran away somewhere with her boyfriend."
Randle chuckled, "Ouch, sorry Michael."
Kari's dad rolled his eyes, "Whatever, Randle, she'll come back sooner or later, or I'll find her and her boyfriend one way or another. What is it that you want?"
Randle sat up on the counter and picked up an apple, "Well Michael, it's come to my attention that your daughter is with at least three of our experiments. She and the flock are somewhere in this town," Randle said.
Michael stared at him, "I knew there was something wrong with those kids." He looked like he might continue but Randle held up a finger.
"You know Nick Riles? He's really experiment 2843639002 and gets visions of other people, like exactly what they're doing, so I warn you not to speak of too many secrets," Randle warned before taking a bite of the apple.
"Really? He's 002? I assume the girl is 001 then," Michael said and Randle nodded.
"So what do you want me to do? Track her down so you can get your precious little freaks back, yeah right," he snorted.
"No, we've got a few more players in this game than that," Randle said grinning.
Michael raised an eyebrow, "Like whom?"
"The school wants the flock, I want Fang and his adopted sister Lilith and the wolves want the vampires," Randle said taking another bite.
"Werewolves and vampires? The only werewolves I now are you and the only vampires I know are the soul sucking bastards at the school," Michael growled.
Randle smiled, "No, we're talking about a group of werewolves in La Push and the vampire clan of the Cullens." He suddenly grinned, "Oh and Fang, if you're seeing this," he chuckled, "I can't wait to see your face."
I gasped and my mind screamed in denial. I fought to get out of this. I needed to warn the others.
I was suddenly back in my room, but I was still having a vision of it. I was screaming and thrashing around on my bed and I heard people coming up and Alice was holding me down to make sure I didn't injure myself.
I wanted the vision to stop already. I needed to warn Alice. Some La Push werewolves were going to hurt the Cullens and I couldn't allow that. I felt like I was trying to squeeze my eyes closed but they were wide open.
Something snapped and my vision was gone and there was only darkness.
I slowly opened my eyes to the dead silence and Alice stared down at me, fear in her eyes, "Fang? Are you alright?" Her mouth formed the words but I could hardly hear them over my breathing.
I sat up quickly and looked around; most of the house was upstairs in my room including Jacob, Sam and Seth. I glared at them, my anger was getting the better of me, and somewhere I knew that, but I wasn't about to let them get away with this.
"No, I'm not alright," I said to Alice but remained glaring at the three. "You lying traitorous dogs!" I growled, "I trusted you and this is how you repay me?"
The three of them looked at each other, "What?" Sam and Seth said at the same time.
"Fang, relax, what did you see? None of us know what the heck you're talking about." Jacob said and I glared at him.
"I'm talking about how a group of werewolves are planning on betraying us and going after the Cullens!" I shouted at him.
Jacob looked at Sam, who looked completely baffled. "Well, either there are rouge wolves running in our pack or it's not us because as far as I'm concerned the Cullens are welcome here," Jacob said looking me straight in the eye.
I glared at him, I couldn't trust him anymore. Max walked over to me and put a hand on my cheek, "Fang, come on, we'll go talk in my room okay, in private. You can tell me all about the vision and we'll think of something to do." She said and I nodded. She led me out of the room and over to hers.
She sat down and so did I, "Fang, just relax, I'm going to get us something to drink and then I'll be back okay?" She said and I nodded.
Once she left the room my eyes went straight to her window. My mind was a jumble of chaos and confusion and something told me that forcing my vision to stop had had some effect on my mind, but I was unable to really think about it.
I stood and walked towards the window. I looked out it and waited, I heard the door open and closed and assume it was Max so I merely said, "That was fast."
Something hard hit the back of my head and everything went black.
(Max's POV)
I went downstairs to get some hot chocolate and Alice was there, "Is he okay? I think there is something wrong with him right now," she said looking a little worried.
Edward was beside us in a slip second. "Alice, that's because there is something wrong with him. He forced his vision to stop which made something in his head decide to stop as well and until he decides to continue seeing visions he's not going to be able to think straight."
Alice looked like she was going to say something but she stopped. She stared off into space, "Oh no," she whispered and they were both gone.
I sighed; this was probably not a good thing. I was about to go see where they went but they were already back. "He's gone."
"What do you mean gone?" I asked in surprise.
"As in the window is open and he's not in the room and I can't be sure where he is," Alice said looking panicked.
"We have to go after him," I said instantly.
"Max, wait, whoever took Fang had to be a wolf. All Alice saw was him disappear. We should gather all the wolves, it'll tell us who took him." Edward said glancing at Alice.
I glared at him. "Edward, if you think that some werewolf taking Fang is going to stop me from going after him then you really need to take another look at my mind. Whether you like it or not, I'm going after him," I said grabbing my coat and heading for the back door.
(Fang's POV)
Pain pulsed behind my eyelids and I blinked my eyes open. I was staring at the ceiling of the room.
I groaned. The back of my head hurt and I tried to reach up to feel it but something caught my arm. I looked over to see my arms and legs were securely tied to the bed.
I tugged against the restraints and I heard the door open and I looked around wildly to see who it was.
"Well, well, well, we meet again Fang," Randle's voice was the last thing I wanted to hear.
"Let me go you crazy son of a bitch," I growled.
He laughed, "I wouldn't use such harsh words, Fangie. You never know what I would do to you for that," he said pulling a switch blade out of his pocket and flicking it open.
I forced myself to breathe evenly as he brought the blade near my right arm. He held it so it was hovering slightly over the middle of my forearm. I watched the tip, waiting for the moment when he would push it past my skin.
I glanced at his face, his eyes flickered from the blade to my face and in that instant I felt the sharp stab of pain shoot up my arm. My mouth became a tight thin line in the effort not to cry out. My jaw was pulled tightly together and I was shaking slightly as he started to move it.
I squeezed my eyes shut and forced myself to take even breaths. "There is only one thing I want from you right now Fang, scream," he whispered near my ear. The blade jerked to the side slightly and a yell of pain escaped my lips and he instantly yanked the blade out.
I lay there, panting and gasping. I looked up at Randle. I remained silent but I wanted to yell at him. I wanted to kill him.
He smirked down at me, "That's the first lesson to be learned, don't call me names. That's the first mark; there will be more if you keep disobeying me."
I took deep breaths, or at I least tried to. I looked at my wrist, it was bleeding rather badly, but I knew he wouldn't leave me to bleed to death. The cut there reminded me of a distant nightmare that had haunted me into silence. The nightmares where my lies were cuts across my skin, and they bled endlessly as I watched them, but this wasn't a dream that I could wake up from.
"How did you find me? How did you get me here?" I asked my voice breaking through the pants.
"Well, it's simple, Fang, do you know of a wolf named Blaine?" Randle said leaning down near my face.
I slowly shook my head. "Well, he doesn't like vampires, so when his pack moved in and realized you had a nice little relationship with a bunch, he couldn't resist hunting them down. I just happened to be helpful in the equation."
I stared at him. That was the wolf that was betraying them. I was wrong about Sam and Jacob. Guilt slowly seemed into my veins. I had accused my friends of something they weren't involved in and now we were all going to pay for it.
"He snuck into your house and captured you, he opened the window to make it seem like he went out that way when he left out yours and hid there a little for it all to calm down before coming over here." Randle's voice could only be described as smug.
"Alice is watching this," I whispered desperate to find a reason for him to stop this.
He chuckled, "No, she might be watching this, but don't worry, I'll be sure that she never figures out where you are. That is until we want her to find you."
"Why would you want her to find me?" I whispered. I felt like if I talked any louder I'd start screaming from the pain that was still issuing from my wrist.
"Because Fang, the only way to get to the Cullens, is through you," he chuckled and turned to leave. "Oh, don't bleed to death on me, I need you." He laughed as he left, slamming the door behind him. I heard a bolt slide across the door.
I was silent for a while, staring at the ceiling, "Alice, help me," I whispered and I glanced at my wrist, there was a wide circle of my blood pooling around it onto the bed and I groaned; my head was staring to throb and I slowly fell unconscious.
