A/N: So, I did listen. About 99% of you said not to kill one of the people that was on my hit list. This chapter is pretty intense guys. If I have any readers after this one then I'll be surprised. Rangiku, enjoy the violence my dear. Oh and Lola lu, this chapter is gonna make u think I'm crazy (not that you don't know that already I guess lol)

Disclaimer: This chapter is evidence of the fact that Twilight is Stephenie's and not mine.

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Stench. Sickly and sweet. A searing pain burned through my nose as it trailed down my throat. The tainted breath torturing me as I exhaled. It was an all consuming distraction, clouding my thoughts as I approached the battle scene. Resisting the temptation to pack my nose full of dirt I accepted that mind over matter would have to suffice for now.

The battle was already underway when I arrived, pulling up just behind Quil making us the last to the party. We both scanned the scene, trying to figure out if there was a plan in place.

There wasn't time, cover the less experienced but make sure you are your main priority. That's the plan.

Jacob's voice was strong but his lack of confidence made it waver. Seconds were all we could afford as we finished our quick assessment. They out numbered us two to one judging from the blurs of white between bared canines and blood streaked fur. Miss Red was standing back with a male guarding her. She didn't need protection, she seemed confident in her army. It was more of an insurance against getting her hands dirty. Her front line consisted of the less experienced. Obvious from their lack of fighting skill. The ones closet to her seemed to be waiting, watching us as their sacrificial lambs helped them to assess our weaknesses.

A few severed limbs were already discarded on the ground. My beta mode kicked in. We needed a fire to have any chance at defeating them, without it they would reconstruct themselves causing them to be unbeatable.

DON'T YOU DARE LEAH, we'll start it soon enough. DON'T go off on your own... Jacobs threats were heavy but empty without alpha authority. He didn't have time to correct himself. At that very second a frenzied figure flew at Quil and I. With a flash of chocolate brown fur Quil pinned him to the ground, his own shining canines glistening. I took that as my out and fled into the forest behind me.

A dead bush. Two stones. A few trees, toppled by a quick shoulder charge, and we had our fire. I congratulated myself as I stood over the growing flames. Jacobs pride was just as strong as his fading infuriation at me for disobeying him. The boys instantly moved closer to the fire as I tried to rejoin them. A sharp pull threw me suddenly as I felt my head jerk upwards. A hand was clutching at a fistful of my hair, nails scraping the tender skin below the follicles. Now it was time to play.

I ducked my head throwing the inexperienced vamp forward into me. A hard pivot left him on the ground below. With five diamond sharp claws on his neck I tore at his throat. A final cut severing his head while pinning down his still moving body below my feet. Running forth I threw the head into the flames leaving the rest of the body aside. Another one, this time a woman, grabbed my tail, jerking my body backwards. Her face moved down, mouth wide, teeth bared. Too consumed with bloodlust she loosened her grip. It was almost too easy. I ducked behind her quickly and kicked her to the ground. Tearing her spine out with my teeth, I then threw her body in the flames behind me. I saw other flashes of fur as the boys followed suit.

The numbers had dwindled down to a level playing field. Red stood in the back ground instructing her minions to keep away from the fire. Only three listened. I made note of the exposed weakness. Their bloodlust was stronger then their will to obey. Big mistake.

The newest additions forgot to use their whole bodies. If they used their legs, their arms were exposed. If they used their arms their legs were clumsy. I managed to plow through three on my way towards Red. I could see the two unfamiliar wolves being covered by a larger grey wolf with small spots on his fur. Embry. A half second of anger cost me more then I could afford. My momentary distraction lead to two of the more experienced vamps pushing me into the ground. A large male moved to sit on my back as he grabbed my head in his hands ready to twist it and snap my neck. His grip tightened and I began to wheeze a failed attempt at a choke as they clamped done on my windpipe. A sudden blur of dark silver tackled him to the ground, tearing an arm off with his teeth.

Thanks Paul was all I could get out before the one at my legs picked me up and smashed me to the ground with a crunch. I held back a howl but the pain was too much to hide. LEAH! Jakes panicked voice tore through our heads and I saw Paul wince. I'm fine Jake I replied, trying to figure out what had cracked. He'd dislocated my knee. I'd had worse. Still pinned to the ground, I attempted to kick off the vamp above me. The socket clicked back in place with less pain then I expected. The annoyed vamp leapt for me, teeth bared and I ducked to avoid them. He fell over my back and I ran for the fire, throwing him in. He walked straight back out, unscathed, when a large russet brown wolf slamed him into the ground below.

Rip off any part you can get your teeth around Leah. Do it now. That was said with true alpha authority.

I tore off his arm at first as he clutched at me even after they had been removed. Throwing them into the hungry flames his head was next and Jake took care of the rest. We easily outnumbered them now and it seemed all of our boys, even the two newbies, were still standing. Then I heard a deeply pained howl as I swung around to see Red's protector snapping the legs of a sandy coloured wolf.

Seth.

I lost it. The composure I took pride in, the control, gone. I ran through the battle field throwing aside anyone who stood in my way. He used a fingernail to slice open the side of Seth's neck causing a stream of crimson to gush forth. The minion offered him to her like a snack and she wrinkled her nose in disgust. I was more then pissed and instead of taking aim at the vile leech I lunged at her.

She threw me into the arms of one of her offsiders. With a dangerous smirk he tossed me to the ground. Lifting his foot he smashed it into my still healing kneecap. He had been watching me, enough to observe this weakness. He twisted his foot while holding me in place. My body betrayed my strong mind set and I let out a howl of pain. A large black wolf lunged for him as I writhed in agony on the ground below. Sam to the rescue. His claws managed to take a chunk of the vamps face while leaving behind three deep lines. The leech looked at him in with pure hate on his face as Sam taunted him to move away from me. His weakness was his pride and he took Sam's bait allowing my bone to begin to heal slightly. Lifting my head to look behind me I saw Jacob and Quil had taken over from the fight as Seth lay incapacitated on the ground.

Seth? The fear in my voice evident.

Silence.

SETH?? I called with a howl, trying to pull myself up on three legs.

Yeah, I'm ok Lee's. Relief. I realised I had stopped breathing and greedily took a deep breath as soon as I heard his reply. I made my way over to Seth, turning behind me to see if the leech had noticed my attempt to crawl away. I was just in time to see the tall, burly vamp holding Sam's head in his hands. Seconds made every difference in this fight. It took only one to hear the crack. The crack that accompanied the twist. With all the sounds of a battle, heavy foot steps, laboured breaths, screams of pain, with all the sounds it was that crack that now echoed through my eardrums.

Sam.

Everything slowed in an instant. The leech smirked once again as he threw the limp, lifeless body at me. It hit my back with enough force to pin me to the ground. The impact pushed the last burst of air from his lungs as it touched my fur. It was still warm. I felt my brothers as they picked up on my grief.

Shock. Confusion. Anger. Rage. We all shared the same mindset. Rage was not a place the vampires wanted us in.

I leapt up on all four paws, forgetting the pain that had burned through my leg as Sams body fell to the ground. The sharp white bone burst through my skin, clearly visible through the grey fur. Paul saw and covered me, tackling Sam's murderer to the ground. Jared joined him, taking revenge for their now departed friend. I painfully moved my leg around until the two broken bits of bone connected. It would still take a minute for the healing to set enough to run on three good legs. A minute was as dangerous as an hour but my brothers were there to cover me. Seth was still out but Quil was looking after him, fighting the last two vamps on his own. Embry and Jacob were circling Red who finally looked worried. They weren't leaving me out of this one.

Crouching forth on my hind legs I moved to charge at her as Quils howl pierced my ears. I turned to see him fall to the ground as the newborn that stood above him spat out the blood that covered his mouth.

QUIL! Seth screamed out while attempting to stand on his own four broken legs. I ran over as the venom took hold of Quil, writhing and convulsing on the ground. More rage this time as I leapt at both of the newborns. The first one was in pieces in a few seconds but I tore up the second one slower, making sure he felt the pain as payment for what he had done. By the time I was finished Quil was gone. I could only imagine the pain that his pack brothers had experienced in his final moments. Venom was the worst way a wolf could die.

This was all her fault. Coming back here for a dead vendetta. If not for her Sam would be a father in less then six months. And Quil, Quil would be going off to college. This was all her fault. Jacob and Embry had her pinned down. The two alpha's no match for the pathetic leech. She was out of both minions and time.

I made sure Jacob knew what I wanted as I raced towards them. Her flame like hair called me like a beacon to her demise. As the two alpha's held her in place I moved over her body, spitting in her face. Lifting a paw to her throat, I pushed it downwards with as much force as I could. Then I grabbed hold of her spine and pulled it through the hole I had created. She was still able to feel pain as we kept most of her body intact. Each of the remaining wolves joined us now, including Seth. We all took turns at hacking her body to bits making sure she felt every cut. We then carried the remains to the flames while collecting any evidence of vampiric activity.

Sam and Quil were the last bodies. We couldn't even take back their human forms. When the post battle clean up was complete we laid them to rest on the battle ground. An honourable warrior's burial. The real funeral would consist of an empty casket service. A sad necessity.

Embry would tell the Ateara family. He volunteered. I would tell Emily. I owed it to her.

Although we had won the battle everyone of us felt like we had lost much, much more.

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Jacob and I stood at Emily's front door. Both with traces of recently healed wounds on our skin and clothing. Neither caring. Again I stood with no plan, the hope that it would come to me when I saw her face all I had. The one thing I was sure of was the longer I waited the more unfair it was that I knew and she didn't. Taking a deep breath I exhaled it in short, nervous bursts. Jacob rubbed the back of my neck.

"I'm here for you Lee, if you need me to take over at anytime just let me know."

I wasn't sure if I had the strength to do this on my own and had my nerves allowed me I would have smiled in gratitude. It took everything in me to lift my now heavy arm and knock on the door.

Nothing.

I looked at Jacob and he knocked this time, louder.

Nothing again.

Her car was in the driveway and she would never leave knowing that Sam was taking part such monumental fight. I started to worry. Their bond was strong, it was possible she knew already.

I moved towards the door, pushing it open slightly.

"Emily? Its me, Leah."

She was no where to be seen. Jacob gestured towards the bedroom, thinking he had heard something. The door was closed. I opened it slowly, peering in as I did.

"Emily, Hello? Its Le....."

My breath caught sharply as I pushed the door all the way. She was sitting on the floor, bed sheets strewn around her. It looked like she had fallen out of it at some point. Her eyes were still focused on the same spot in front of her, not registering our presence. A pool of blood was between her legs covering the ground below and the sheets in her lap. She looked up at my horrified face with tear stained cheeks.

"They're both gone, aren't they?" She asked with black eyes and red puffy lids. She turned back to the spot she was fixated on when we entered.

"Yes. They're both gone." She answered herself with a slight rocking motion. "Yes."