Leah's P.O.V
I was dreaming. I knew I was dreaming because I was on First Beach but this wasn't the reason, the reason was that the Cullens were there and because their eyes were not hazel, not butter, not honey but crimson.
They were closing in on something, the blood lust apparent in their expressions and I braced myself for the scream that I knew was coming. It never did. All I heard was the gentle sob of a child in distress and, even though I knew it was a dream, I just couldn't leave that child to die, not in such a horrific manner, a manner in which I would hate to leave this world in. I was about to run but then became aware of a small group of children standing on the far edge of the beach, behind them, a forest of trees and bushes; they didn't appear to be talking, or moving for that matter and I worried that the Cullens had hurt them. It took all my courage to move forwards, to take those first few steps toward the manic vampire coven but I did it, I closed the long distance between us and I was aware that the blood suckers didn't acknowledge my presence though I was right next too them now and they should surely see me.
The coven was still ghosting toward the child, a girl who had her back to me. She had long dark hair and olive skin, obviously from the reservation. I crept closer, trying not too frighten her; her small sobs stopped and I knew she could sense the heat radiating from my body and so, I touched her shoulder with the very tops of my fingertips and the child turned around in terror. There was a small movement by the forest edge which I noticed from the corner of my eye. I turned and saw the group of children swaying slightly, as if about to depart and it was then that I noticed who they were; they were the former figures of Jacob and Rachael Black, Embry and Jared, my brother, Seth, Emily and Sam Uley. They had all stood by, allowed the vampires to get close to this child, nearly let her see death and I wondered why. The children were already turning away into the forest, "Wait!" I wanted too call but I was afraid the Cullens would realise I was there. I turned toward the child, who was looking at me now and everything made sense. It all made sense about why the children had stood by, it was unhappy childhood memories when everyone used to watch as you were picked on, doing and saying nothing, it was the greatest fear a person could own, understandably spine chilling. It all made sense as I stared into the eyes of myself as a child...
It was then that I woke up.