I really want to finish this story, so I'm going to keep updating frequently. Please review! Only a few chapters left.

Twilight obviously belongs to Stephenie Meyer.

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Valentine stood in front of the throne with her hands on her hips. A devious smirk adorned her flawless, pale face. Her red eyes drawn into slits. "Well, I'm waiting."

Rosalie charged at her while Edward distracted Emmett. Bella tried to keep Jasper busy so Rosalie could fight Valentine. Rosalie was furious that Valentine would try to steal her husband so her jabs at Valentine were hard and fast. Unfortunately, Valentine proved to be a formidable opponent. She blocked all of Rose's punches.

"What's wrong," Valentine teased her as she caught Rosalie's arm and twisted it. "Upset that your husband doesn't love you anymore!"

Rosalie yelled out in pain as her arm was twisted. It was about to crack when someone came up and pushed Valentine into the wall. It was the same place Rosalie had pushed her earlier, so there was now a large hole. Valentine ended up in the front yard. Alice now stood where Valentine had.

"Val," Emmett and Jasper both yelled. Bella took that moment, when Jasper's attention was elsewhere, to knee him in the crouch. Jasper cried out and doubled over with his hands between his legs.

"Bella," Alice cried. "He has to use that!"

"Oh, sorry Alice," Bella replied, apologetically.

Emmett pushed Edward away from him, trying to get to Valentine. Emmett was strong, but Edward was faster. He was back in front of Emmett before he'd even taken a step. With Jasper still on the ground and Emmett being held back by Edward, Valentine got no help. Luckily for her, she didn't need it.

She ran back into the house through the hole that had been created. Her toga dress was torn and covered in dirt. Her smirk had turned to a scowl, her red eyes were black, her black hair had twigs in it and her vine tiara was crooked. She charged right for Alice.

Emmett was using all of his strength to get to Valentine. Edward couldn't hold him back.

"What's wrong little bro," Emmett taunted. "Not strong enough to handle all of this muscle."

Edward was confused. He still knows who I am, he thought, shocked.

He didn't have a lot of time to think. Emmett was too strong. Suddenly, Edward got an idea. He ran upstairs so quick and sudden that Emmett only took one step before Edward was in front of him, again. Edward had come back downstairs with a boom box. He plugged it into the wall and put the CD in, that he'd found in Emmett and Rosalie's room. Edward didn't even bother changing from the first song that came on-Emmett knew them all.

Emmett watched him, curiously. Suddenly, music started to play and Emmett jumped up and down upon hearing it.

"OHHH OHHH!!!! That's my song," he squealed, grabbing everyone's attention.

"I've had a little bit too much!!!! OH OH O-OH!!!! All of the people start to rush," Emmett sang. He was singing so loud and off key that everyone had to stop what they were doing and cover their ears.

Edward smirked. Emmett was still Emmett. Valentine could make him forget Rosalie, Bella, Alice and Esme, but she forgot about his fifth love.

Lady Gaga.

"What is that horrible noise," Valentine shrieked, still covering her ears.

Emmett was so happy he was effecting poor Jasper, who was still on the floor, but had started rolling and laughing, hysterically. With her minions busy, Valentine was the center of attention.

"Opps, there goes your help," Alice teased.

"Please help! Jasper, Emmett," Valentine called out, but it fell on deaf ears. She turned back to the group. "Please don't hurt me."

"Too late," Rosalie hissed. She was so tired of hearing Valentine's accent. Just her voice was pissing her off. The accent made her sound sweet and innocent, but she was a witch. Rose stepped closer to swing on Valentine, but Valentine ducked. They looked down to see the poor girl sobbing in the fetal position.

"Why can't Valentine have someone to love? Everyone has a mate except Valentine," she murmured to herself. As she rocked herself back and forth, they began to queston her sanity. Her red eyes were unfocused and staring far away.

"She's not mentally stable," Edward informed them.

"JUST DANCE!!! GONNA BE OKAY," Emmett continued to yell behind them.

Jasper was on the ground laughing because of all of the glee rolling off of Emmett. At that moment, the door swung open. Suddenly, the entire wolf pack was in their living room.

"There she is," Jacob said, pointing to the delusional Valentine.

"Uhh, are you sure that's the vampire that kicked your butt and told you to stay away from the Cullens'," Seth asked, unsure of how that crazy girl Bella, Edward, Alice and Rosalie were crowding around could have done anything. He walked closer to the little group and craned his head to see her better. But then Valentine looked up, sobbing and tearless, and locked gazes with Seth.

"Oh-no," Edward groaned.

The wolves recognized that look. Jacob sighed and shook his head. "Seriously, Seth? Why her?"

Sam put his hand on Jacob's shoulder. "He doesn't have any control over it, Jake."

"Great! Another bloodsucker imprint," Leah growled, storming out of the house. The smell was too much for her.

"You better be nice, Leah. That could be your future step-sister," Jared teased, following behind her.

Seth had imprinted. For once, someone truly loved Valentine and her eyes weren't purple. He offered her his hand and helped her up. She seemed okay, again.

"Uhh, hi. I'm Seth," he stuttered.

"Valentine," she replied, taking his large, warm hand in her tiny, cold ones.

Alice smiled and turned to the wolves. "You guys are the reasons I couldn't see anything," she scolwed with mock anger.

"Oh, our faults, tinkerbell," Jacob laughed. "We just thought you might need some help."

Alice turned and looked around the living room. Emmett was still singing and dancing, horribly. Jasper had joined him after recovering from Bella's attack. Now he was suffering from EED- Emmett Emotion Disorder.

Edward was sitting on Valentine's throne with Bella in his lap. She was whispering something in his ear that Alice tried her best not to hear.

Rosalie was watching her husband and brother, shaking her head, but also laughing.

Seth and Valentine were still near the big gaping hole, just talking. They seemed so happy together. All the time, that's what Valentine wanted. She just wanted someone to love her, but she was going about it the wrong way.

Then Alice did a double take. BIG GAPING HOLE! Esme was going to kill them.

The wolves had left, all except Jacob and Seth. Jacob had gone to the cottage, of course. The door flung open, revealing an angry Carlisle. His clothes were ripped and dirty. He had about 15 different lipstick shades all over his face.

"Carlisle-," Alice started, but Carlisle cut her off.

"I do not want to talk about it," he hissed, walking upsatirs. Alice laughed. What had Mike done?

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