A/N: Please R&R. Just a heads up to my very small number of readers, this chapter is pretty much all nonstop action. Please, please, please REVIEW GUYS!!!!! Sorry about that. I got a bit carried away there. But seriously, I've only had like 1 review... Help a guy out? Thanks for reading!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight and or any of the characters that appear in the Stephanie Meyer books. However, the characters of Frederick, Trevor, Lucian, Sonia, Mathias, Eftemie, Ecaterina and Farfalla are of my own creation.

Clash

Trevor sank his teeth into his adversary's shoulder. The vampire cried out in pain and punched furiously into Trevor's midriff. Trevor held his teeth in the flesh for a few seconds, and then leapt backwards. He saw the vampire's eyes freeze over in terror as he realised who he was facing. He couldn't injure Trevor easily or kill him without being killed himself. But he could drag Trevor and his dismembered limbs back to Stefan, his master. He threw himself forward through the air and a screeching sound resounded into the air, joining the sounds of triumph and pain.

Trevor turned onto his side, and drove his shoulder into the body of his enemy. He howled with delight as he tore off the arm off his opponent and pushed him to the ground. He used one arm to pick up his enemy, and the other to pick up his arm. He charged towards the huge pyre of flames that had already consumed over five vampires in the battle. He saw the fire seem to grow brighter, hungry, anticipating its next meal. The vampire screamed in terror, and Trevor hurled his opponent into the fire.

The vampire saw the flames come right up to his eyes, but was pulled back by an unknown force. He saw his arm licked by the flames, but then it too was fished from the jaws of destruction. The vampire saw Trevor in combat with another vampire, his rescuer presumably. Eftemie! He was grateful to the other vampire for saving him, but knew it was suicide to face Trevor again. He reattached his arm, and charged off to fight elsewhere.

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Marcus grunted with pleasure as he watched his victim roast in the fire. His third kill so far, and the fight had lasted but minutes. His enemy cursed him one final time, and then died. He saw Mathias fighting off two vampires at one time, and struggling, so he assisted his spy.

Mathias' leg was ripped off, and he thudded to the ground. He howled in agony, and then saw his master rush over his head to attack Ecaterina and Richard. Mathias exhaled with relief. His master was twice the fighter of either of them, and since Marcus needed no talent to win, Richard's shield ability had no effect. Mathias waited for his leg to reattach itself, then stood up, and helped Marcus against Ecaterina. Mathias was a lesser fighter than Ecaterina, but he was fast enough o hold her off for a few minutes. Marcus now only had one enemy to take on, and within 30 seconds, Richard was armless, then defenceless, then dead.

Ecaterina saw Richard's defeat and death, and retreated for now. Mathias didn't follow. Marcus returned to his side, then caught sight of another target, and rushed off, leaving his spy to fend for himself.

Trevor was fighting furiously when he was assaulted from the side by a new enemy.

"Eftemie, we can take him together, love," screamed the newcomer. Trevor surmised that the other vampire he was fighting was Eftemie, and the newcomer was his mate. He had heard about Eftemie and Ecaterina from Marcus, about their loyalty to Stefan. They were both more than willing to die, if they brought Trevor down with them. Trevor lashed out with unexpected ferocity at Ecaterina, which in turn made Eftemie more defensive of his mate. He occasionally blocked a punch or a slash of Trevor's hand coming at her, so he let his guard down a little. Trevor launched a faster barrage of attacks at Ecaterina, and Eftemie was coming to her defence even more. He tried to bite her, but Eftemie was being too protective to land a hit on Ecaterina. Then Trevor quickly changed his tack, and jumped onto Eftemie, ripping his head off and casting it towards the fire. Ecaterina screamed with horror and leapt towards Trevor, trying to stop him at any cost.

Eftemie was blind. He fell to the ground, but wasted no time writhing in agony, he crawled along the ground towards his head, as he heard his mate scream. He hoped she was buying him the time to reattach his head so that they could together take Trevor down.

Ecaterina screamed again as Trevor easily tore her right arm off. He flung it towards the flames and Ecaterina collapsed in pain as she felt her arm burn. Trevor sank his teeth into her neck and ripped off her head. This rendered her almost defenceless, and he flung her over his shoulder, carrying her head in the other hand, and halted a few feet from the fire. He was about to throw her, screaming, into the pyre and end her life when Eftemie crashed into him from behind, and it looked like Trevor and Eftemie were headed for their deaths.

But they just fell short, and scrambled in the dirt, tearing at each other's bodies. Ecaterina was still writhing on the ground when Caius found her. Seeing the opportunity for an easy kill, he snapped her left leg off, gave it to another vampire and gestured for him to follow Caius as they ran towards the flames. Eftemie howled as the world seemed to slow down, as his mate was, piece by piece, destroyed in the inferno.

Trevor was also distracted by Ecaterina's death, but not so much as Eftemie and he launched an attack on Eftemie, nearly casting his enemy into the fire. He looked around him when he heard the sound. He saw Sonia coming straight at him, flanked by nine other vampires, her personal guard. He frantically started attacking Eftemie, but soon dashed away, leaving him alive because he knew that in the time it took him to kill Eftemie, Sonia would have him captured and later, killed.

Sonia and her vampires were not fast enough to catch Trevor on his own, and by the time the two sides clashed, Marcus and Caius were with him. Trevor found himself blinded as he fought, but knew that his revenge talent would have the same effect on the one who was using the talent. Trevor fought on, barely faltering as he was hit by a barrage of other talents. He felt fatigue for the first time in years, and he knew that this was brought on by a vampire's talent.

Trevor fought on, and soon the blindness and the fatigue wore off and Trevor was back to his optimal fighting capacity. He hadn't dispatched his opponent, but hadn't sustained any injuries. He looked around quickly and saw that Sonia's nine vampires had been reduced to six and the death toll for the Volturi was two.

Vladimir was having a hard time repelling the vampires commanded by Aro. He snarled as he saw yet another of his personal guard plunged into the fire. Gargoyle was fighting a losing battle against three vampires, and Vladimir charged towards them. Howls of rage, fear, pain and sorrow were intertwined in the air, and the greatest event of vampire bloodshed in history continued.