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The Cullen's screamed because they were caught off guard. The things that came in were definitely dead, but they did not look human. They were gray and skinny, but the flesh hung like rags on their bones. They ran fast, but were lopsided and the side that was bent over had the arm dragging on the floor like a limp doll. They wore no clothing, but you couldn't tell the gender anyway.

"What are those things?" Emmett asked holding Rosalie in his arms.

"We call them D.O.T's." Replied Wilson

"Dot? Really?" Rosalie was again sarcastic.

"It stands for Dead Organ Things." Wilson shot back.

"Could we fight the D.O.T's instead of arguing about them." Harrlick shouted running up the stairs to set up camp in Carlisle's office.

Every clone that was ever made has a special chip inside their neck so they could be tracked. If Harrlick could hack into the computer database at the lab to access 906's chip he would be able to track him. Even if the chip had been shut down for some reason. The only problem was that this chip could be removed through surgical means, so there no definite answer as to weather or not 906 still has the chip in his neck.

Back in the living room about three dozen D.O.T's had arrived and they didn't like to die, you had to kill them like a vampire, only even if you rip off their heads they still fought. So the only way to kill them was to set them on fire. Although it is funny to watch them run around without their head and run into things.

Emmett had just ripped off ones head and was bent double over laughing with it's head still in his hand. "Emmett, knock it off." Jasper screamed at him, but he couldn't even hide the laughter in his voice. Watching the D.O.T running into the door jam, then the wall, then tripping over the stairs to the kitchen. "K-k-kill it." Jasper ordered stutter because he was laughing so hard. Emmett through the head and the rest of it in the bonfire that had started outside in the backyard, he made sure not to get too close.

They had gotten rid of about two dozen D.O.T's, but they just seemed to be coming from nowhere. They even started to come from up stairs and the backyard. They started with thirty-two or so and gotten rid of of twenty, but now there seemed to be fifty-something.

"Were are they coming from?" Edward growled throwing yet another into the fire.

"I didn't know 906 killed this many, and just think. He'll make even more." Carlisle replied fighting one off that had sunk it's teeth into his arm and didn't seem to want to let go. Finally it unattached itself and went flying out the back door Alice had open, and right into the fire.

"Nice." Eric said looking at the throw.

"Thank you." Carlisle said with a smug smile, that you just had to laugh at.

"Wait. Killed? These used to be people?" Bella asked swinging one around her head like a lasso.

"Sadly, yes." Replied Carlisle.

"And the 906 killed them?"

"Yes."

"And the 906 is your clone." Bella said pointing to Carlisle

"Yes." Carlisle sounded truly sorry.

"I don't see it." She stated shacking her head.

"See what?" Esme asked, a furrow in her brow.

"That 906 could kill these people. Make them his slaves, and still be Carlisle's clone." Everyone just smiled at this. Until for some reason the wind picked up and Carlisle walked down the stairs in a black leather over coat. The team stopped and looked up so the Cullen's did the same. Something wasn't right though. Carlisle was right there holding a struggling D.O.T in his arms, not seeming to notice it there. That is until is sunk it's teeth in his arm for the second time that day. He just ripped it off and threw it out the door, not bothering to see if it landed in the fire. If it hadn't it would just find a way back inside. But this Carlisle looked paler and had black hair instead of blond. And he had a sneer on his face that would just look wrong on Carlisle's face, but on this one it looked right. Even though they were the same in every way except skin and hair color, Carlisle and this new person looked completely different. And when he spoke he had an oily voice that was somehow sinister, apart from Carlisle's silk voice that brought comfort to anyone who had the chance to hear him speak.

"Well, well, well. It looks like I finally get to meet your lovely family, Carlisle." He said.

"You must be 906." Alice spoke up.

"Well, you are just a smart one, aren't you?" He asked spreading a smile on his face that sent chills down your spine. "You must be Alice, the psychic. And Rosalie, Emmett, Jasper, the emotion expert. And Edward, the mind reader. And Bella, the human shield." He turned to look at each of them with the same sickly smile on his face."And this must be the lovely Esme." He looked her over before moving to stand next to her. Carlisle reacted in the same way he had back in L.A. when Cordelia had attacked Esme. "Now, now, Carlisle. You don't need to get defensive."

"I don't trust you." He growled out.

"Well then the feeling is mutual, and you probably shouldn't in the first place." Carlisle still didn't move. He watched 906's movement's like a hawk, not shifting his gaze for even a fraction of a second. That was his first mistake. "You seem very interested in me. See that's your first mistake. See I like to think of myself as a magician. And the first rule to preference is to distract the audience from the real place they should look." Carlisle face turned from anger to shock and he turned around one second too late.

One of the D.O.T's had injected something into Carlisle's arm and he had fallen to the ground, barely hanging onto reality and trying not to give into the black that was looming in the side of his eyes.

"You always were the most weakest when you let your emotions run the show. But I like it like that, you become almost human, well your strength does. Making it easier to harm you. Now, when you come around I will have your lovely wife with me, and your team and family will be in this special cell I have made just for your kind. So unless you let me kill you, your entire world will come crashing down around you. Goodbye, and sweet dreams." He smiled once more before the darkness took over and Carlisle was swimming in a see of black. But before he went under, he heard his wife scream of in the distance.