Hey guys. Well, even though I've updated a lot, I'm not getting any reviews. Maybe I should just end both my stories because no one is reading them.

Well, I'll post this chapter and another one for "I Need You" but if I don't get reviews, I don't think I will continue.

On with the story I guess

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight

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Chapter Ten

Anthony's POV

I was more worried about Lizzy then I was about me. Her mind deals with so many things all day every day that I wonder how she doesn't crack.

As we went down the stairs to the kitchen, I smelled eggs and bacon cooking. I knew the others hated the smell, but since Lizzy and I are half-human, we love the smell. Well, I do. Lizzy is more of a eggs and toast person. She doesn't eat meat if she doesn't have to.

Some would think "Well, how does she drink blood then if she doesn't eat meat?" That's the thing; she doesn't need to eat meat to drink blood. They're two totally different things.

I pulled one of the stools up to the counter and sat down; Lizzy sat down next to me. I looked at my sister carefully. Her light brown hair (it use to be blonde but as she grew it changed. It doesn't help that she doesn't go outside much anymore) was up in a high ponytail, her eyes looked tired and sad; the clothes she was wearing were baggy on her. I could tell today was not one of her days.

It wasn't one of my days either. My clothes were also baggy and my hair wasn't combed. Granted it's a lot like my dad's and is naturally messy, but I like to try and tame it.

I sighed as my mother put a plate of food in front of me. I looked up at her to see her smiling at me. I tried to smile back but failed. I guess last night is bothering more then it should.

My mother noticed mine and Lizzy's miserable mood and said, "Don't worry, babies. Everything will be okay. Dad and Grandpa Carlisle are working on things right now."

"But what's going to happen, Mama?" Lizzy asked.

"Well, right now I know that we're going to Italy. Someone has to tell them that the Volturi is…gone."

"Who's they?" I asked.

"The people who work for them and their Wives. It's a long story about them."

"Are we doing too?" Lizzy asked.

"Yes, they have to hear about what happened."

"Can't they just read our minds?" I asked.

"No, only Aro, your father and you two can do that."

"I don't wanna go." Lizzy sighed.

"You never wanna go anywhere outside the state." I told her, chuckling.

She stuck her tongue out at me. My mother laughed and turned towards the sink to wash the dishes she used. Lizzy and I ate our breakfast in silence.

When we were finished, we gave our plates to our mother and went to the living room to watch some T.V. Lizzy sat on the couch with her legs stretched out in front of her. I sat in the armchair across the room from her. Her stomach was in knots about the whole thing and mine already was; I didn't want to have her pain on top of mine.

We flipped through the channels until we got to Spongebob. It was one of Liz's favorite shows so I put it on for her. She started laughing when Patrick went crazy on Valentine's Day because he thought Spongebob didn't get him a valentine. Personally, I don't like Spongebob. I just put up with it for my sister.

3 Hours Later

THREE HOURS OF SPONGEBOB!!!! And why did I watch three hours of Spongebob?! For my sister. I love my sister to death, but I don't think I'll ever do that again.

I was reading a book I picked out of Dad's collection to try and rib my brain of the image of Spongebob when I heard my sister scream. I dropped my book and ran down the stairs from my room to the computer room where my sister was at.

When I ran in to the room, I saw the swivel chair knocked over on its side and the keyboard hanging from the desk. I looked around for my sister and saw her rubbing her head with her back against the wall.

"Lizzy!" I called and started running towards her when she rose in the air and flew in to the wall beside me. She wasn't moving after she landed. I ran to her and pulled her rosary beads from my pocket; I always have some of her beads with me for such things. I put them around her neck and held her as I heard my father and mother run in to the room.

"What happened?" My mother said with worry in her voice.

"Another attack," I replied through grit teeth.

My father came over and checked Liz's head. She had a few cuts and some new bruises were already starting to form.

Mom clicked her tongue as Dad took her from my arms. He was carrying her out of them from when I started to follow him. He carried her to her room and laid her gently on her bed.

"Should I go look for Carlisle?" my mom asked Dad.

"No, he's hunting now. It wouldn't be a good idea. Besides, she'll be fine. She just got knocked out. When she wakes up, make sure doesn't go back to sleep. And if she throws up, we have to take her to the hospital."

Mom just nodded as she pushed Liz's hair from her forehead. I sat next to my sister on the other side of her bed. I wasn't going to leave until she woke up.

"Anthony, keep an eye on her." Dad told me as he took mom away. I just nodded.

I sat there and waited for my sister to wake.

Liz's POV

It was dark where I was. My eyes were open but I couldn't see where I was. I heard voices from somewhere but I didn't know where. I knew it wasn't anyone in my family. This voice sounded dark and menacing. It didn't sound really human. That's when I knew what it was. It was the demon that fought me before Anthony came in to the room.

I tried to wake myself up but I couldn't. I heard my body calling out to my brother and I felt him trying to wake me. The demon felt this too and pushed me away before "waking up".

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Well there you have it! I heard from one of my reviewers that they liked the supernatural stuff and it gave me an even better idea then what I started out with.

Well, thanks for reading and please review,

Deadly Black Viper