Hello everyone :) it's wonderful to post again! :D i'm so thankful for all the support i've gotten throughout this story and it's been amazing watching it grow. Because it was my first ever fanfiction and the beginning is rather hard to read i'm planning to make a revised copy soon so be expecting that along with many more new chapters. Hope you enjoy the long awaited chpt 17!

Bella POV-

"Watch out!" I cried as Emmett threw himself into the air landing with an explosion strong enough to obliterate the surrounding area. Ian dodged, sliding across the field leaving a cloud of dust as he launched himself at the bear eater. Emmett stood his ground throwing up a punch connecting directly with Ian's chest flying him across the innocent trees. Cries of resistance from the quickly declining terrain almost covered Ian's laughter as he darted like lighting with a spin kick to the face.

"It's a real shame you volunteered to go first, Buddy. You were the only one I could practically stand." Ian sneered, swiping dirt off his lip.

"Thanks for the compliment." Emmett breathed, heaving himself up and falling back into defensive stance. "You're a fast one." Excitement spilled out his eyes as he flaunted a wide grin.

"Can't lie dude, you're pretty slow." Ian retorted gaining a barking laugh from his opponent who in the next second began slamming his fists like rockets, all targeting Ian.

Although staged, watching them fight set me on edge. Distracted only by the occasional crackle of my protective walls, I watched the two artists dance. Emmett relied on power, concentrated force like that of a hurricane. Ian, my dark guardian angel, was a mystery. He had no visible pattern except the lines of determination sculpted into his gorgeous features. I've only seen him once like this; so powerful, so unrestrained, it sent delicious shivers prickling my granite skin.

Emmett gained the upper hand in a spit second grabbing Ian by the ankle while whipping him around like an old rag doll. Panic crawled up my throat like a cobra making it impossible to breathe.

"Ian!" I choked about to throw myself into the brawl when Cassidy's stone cold grip held me in place. I whipped around to face her furious protests about to spill past my lips.

"Just watch." She sung with such confidence I couldn't help but comply.

The sun light dimmed as darkness enclosed the two fighters. Shadows became figures as they inched closer and closer to a very startled Emmett.

"It's been fun." Ian smirked containing a power I couldn't identify. Almost a ghostly presence haunted him. My eyes were glued to his surreal unseeing ones. Suddenly the shadows became whips, wrapping around Emmett as he struggled. Crash! A Sickening thud shook the ground leaving Emmett in a disheveled heap.

Finally having seen enough Carlisle reclaimed his earlier referee role calling a victory for team Cassidy. Rosalie was already by Emmett the moment he made impact with the unforgiving earth. Ian wore a triumphant smile panting from exhilaration as Cassidy gracefully made her way over to him. I paused, for just a moment, trying to play back all of what I just saw. Fear began to creep into my heart, bit by bit freezing my veins. Ian, my beautiful guardian angel, was dangerous. I shook my head and closing my eyes immediately began shoving those traitorous thoughts into oblivion, erasing everything but my need to hold Ian in my arms and the mahogany sea of brown dancing in front of my eyes.

His voice, now guarded but none the less addicting, ironically brought me back to reality.

"He is dangerous Bella." He spoke his breathtaking butter scotch eyes finally meeting mine. It was sickening, the warmth bursting in my heart, the heat radiating from my very core. I ached, even my fingertips begged to lace through his golden waves. I couldn't think, I couldn't move, he stole it all away just by speaking my name.

"So are you." The pain echoed through my pretty little strangled voice. All my soul, all my heart, all my love was tainted by him. Like an ocean after an astronomic oil spill he destroyed it all. Would my ocean ever be pure again? Would my heart ever truly move, or was it really dead?

His eyes seared into mine. He was trying so hard to tell me something, something I was too scared to hear. I love him, I can't stop. I'm tainted, I'm ruined.

But that last part was a lie.

"Bells, baby what's wrong?" Pure love and concern laced every word, his victory long forgotten. How could I be this way? How could I hurt him like this? How could I hurt them all like this? And so the Angels fell in love with the monster.

Facing my Ian, my guardian angel I broke into a large smile breaking the sadness apart and sealing it up tight. Running into his arms he swung me around a small laugh bubbling past his perfectly sculpted lips. Flying, I was flying.

And so the battles continued on, all preparing us for the first end.

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