May I just start off by saying how sorry I am that I've kept you waiting this long!!!!! Usually, I get annoyed at authors who don't touch their story for months, but I did type out the last of my story, so does that even count???? Seriously, I do have good reasons: I'm taking high school and college classes, my English teacher finds more meanings in books than the author does and therefore assigns us a billion projects (each using the word symbolism. If I hear that word ONE MORE TIME, I'LL KILL MYSELF!!!), my family is going through some stupid drama because they're retarded, and the guy I like is dating my neighbor thereby smashing my heart into a million pieces!!! Is that good enough? If not, my apologies. Maybe this chapter will make up for it.

Also, to those who submitted the answer to last chapter's question, you were all right!!! YAY!!! BUT, only ONE of you won. The winner is….

He opened his arms wide and I ran into them, ignoring the panicked looks of the others.

"I've missed you Isabee," he murmured and I buried my face into his shoulder.

"I missed you too," I hesitated before saying his name. "Anthony."

My eyes flickered open to stare at the creamy white ceiling of my room. I lie there for an extra minute or two reliving yesterday's events and the one thing that was most unusual, but not completely surprising…

"Anthony."

"I've been searching for you since the accident. I even went to Aunt Renee's house to see if you were there," Anthony said as he hugged me.

"I thought you were dead," I choked. "Is anyone else…?"

He shook he head somberly. "Sorry Isabee; they didn't make it."

I sighed and started to pull away from him, but the sight of his red eyes made me flinch back in surprise.

"What?" I exclaimed. "You've killed humans? Why?"

"No." Anthony objected stonily. "Never. The reason my eyes are red is because I'm still a newborn and the human blood is still inside me. Besides, after being killed and brought back myself, then watching my twin and the rest of my life snatched away, I would never sentence anyone to that kind of pain. That, and being forced to stay with my creator has taken away any appetite I ever had and every will have for human blood."

I stiffened as his words sunk in. Forced to stay with the one that made him? That meant…

"James," I whispered and I heard a growl come from behind me.

"Congrats," a smooth voice accompanied by the blonde haired man I had only gotten a glimpse of earlier stepped into my sight. "I was hoping you would eventually realize who I was. But the game is not over yet my little necromancer. As a matter of fact, it just got better."

Necromancer? What's he talking about…Wait a minute. Suddenly, thoughts of my mother-who's DEAD by the way- talking to me at our kitchen table flashed through my mind. A necromancer has the ability to see and, if powerful enough, raise the dead at their will. But even if what James says is true and I am a necromancer, why would he want to kill me?

James spoke up as he read the question on my face. "So you don't know, do you? And neither, it seems, do your friends. Legend speaks of a girl betrayed by one close to her for power and looses everything because of it. This single creature will be the most powerful necromancer of all time and the coven that protects her will pay any price to keep her safe. That girl's blood is sacred and the essence of her power. She is you. Your blood is the most powerful in the world and I want the power it can give me."

Anthony growled. "I won't let you touch her!"

"James." A sharp voice interrupted. Laurent. "That's enough. The activities you did while you were alone have nothing to do with now. We'd best leave."

"That would be very much appreciated," Carlisle spoke up. As he talked, I jolted back to reality; I had forgotten about the Cullen's. And Edward.

We waited until James, Laurent and the woman walked away to move. Anthony and I turned simultaneously to face the Cullen's. They all seemed to agree on something because they didn't question Anthony's presence as we raced to the car. Edward, Alice, Jasper, Anthony, and I piled into the Jeep and Edward drove s out onto the street.

"We have to hide her Edward," Alice said grimly.

"I know," his voice was tight and he gripped the steering wheel tighter. "There has to be somewhere we can go that he'll never guess."

"Guys," I interrupted, getting an idea.

"It has to be somewhere he won't suspect we'd ever be. But who's going to go with her?" Edward continued.

"Jasper and I will go," Alice told him and Anthony started to protest.

"Guys," I repeated.

"Are you sure Jasper can handle that Alice?" Edward asked her, doubtful.

"Hey!" Jasper exclaimed defensively.

"But what about me!" Anthony cried. "I'm her brother!"

"And I'm her boyfriend. But as you can see, I', not going," Edward growled as he glared at Alice.

"GUYS!" I shouted and everybody shut up. "What about Uncle Charlie?" I turned to Anthony. "He was devastated when you all died. He didn't even attend the funeral he was so depressed. I can't just leave him without a word after all of that!"

"Fine," I heard Edward grind his teeth. :We'll make sure Esme and Rosalie keep after him. James is one of the most dangerous trackers I've crossed in all my years. He'll get you through any outlet he can."

"And then there's the matter of where to go," Jasper mused.

"I could go home," I said, finally revealing the other half of my thought.

"To New York?" Anthony's face screwed up.

"Yeah. I'll find some way to tell James I'm going back to New York. He'll know that we'll know that he's listening. He'll never believe I'm actually going where I say I'm going," I told them. The plan starting to sound more logical than it did in my head.

"I can see it already Edward; it'll work," Alice told him softly.

"Fine." Edward sighed, then his eyes flicked to Anthony. "But you have to remain under the radar at the moment. As far as everybody else is concerned, you're dead."

Anthony nodded stiffly. "I know."

Edward thought for a moment as he drove along and finally made a grunt of agreement.

"Good," Alice said with a satisfied smirk. "Besides, you knew I would win this."

"Yeah, so?" Edward mumbled.

Just then, the Jeep came to a sudden stop and everyone turned to look at me.

"I got this," I said with confidence I didn't feel. "I used to be an actress, remember?"

Edward came over to my side of the car, opened the door for me, and escorted me to the house. All the while his eyes scanned the yard for signs of James.

When we reached the front door, I looked down and my eyes filled with tears. "Get away from me," I whispered.

"What?" Edward sounded confused

My head snapped up and I shouted, "Get away from me, Edward! Don't ever bother me again!" I whirled around, opened the door, and slammed it shut in Edward's shocked face.

Sorry this is so short, but I have exams to study for. BUT, if you want to find out who the winner is AND what happens next, REVIEW!!! PLEASE!