Disclaimer-I don't own Twilight or any of the characters.

A/N: This would be my fist Twilight Fic. But like all my stories be nice when you review. Thank You.

A/N 2: This is the last chapter, and I don't think I'm doing a sequal. I hope I have described it well enough so you can see it in your head, cuz I know I love to see what's going on in a book. Thank you to all who read this story, I had fun writeing. Also sorry I haven't updated everyday, I had a 10 hour pracice today for marching band. I CAN'T FEEL MY FEET! Anyway, hope you like it.

Everyone had taken notice to the change, so no one noticed Esme jump up and run towards the building full speed. That is, until the door banged loudly behind her. Esme couldn't trust her eyes to show her what was happening.

The fire was sliding down the walls like grease and coming into one place in the center, in which it was being absorbed into the waiting hands of Carlisle. His palms were out but down by his side. His eyes were closed and chin raised high. As everyone entered they felt a great wind overtake them. Their hair whipped around their faces and their clothes rippled. Even though they were all vampires it threw them off as they entered. Stranger though, was that it was noticeable cool in the building. Even for vampires. Soon all the grease like fire had been absorbed, and nothing seemed unfazed.

Carlisle stayed in his weird stance until clapping interrupted the still silence. Carlisle's head snapped towards the noise faster then thought possible. A fire in his white eyes. It only lasted a few seconds until they turned back to their normal gold color. But in those few short seconds Edwards mind was overloaded with thoughts, all his own. It caused him to double over holding his head, and for everyone crowed around him, but the pain went as quickly as it had come.

The clapping stopped grasping the Cullen's attention because of the lack of sound. 906 had on his smug smile as he came down the stairs.

"I see young Edward has experienced Carlisle's mind blockage tack tick. See if he doesn't want someone in his mind he can just bounce your own thoughts back to you. Sometimes soft, and sometime loud and painful if he wants to make a point." 906 was looking at Carlisle staring straight into his eyes.

"What was with the white eyes?" Emmett spoke up holding back Esme again, just for safety purposes.

"You see that too? I thought that was just me. His team never says anything. Maybe they got used to it? Anyway, from what I can gather. That would be the color his eyes turn when he uses his power. Vampires eyes turn black when angry, and red for when they have tasted human blood." 906 was still looking at Carlisle with a smug smile.

Slowly 906 turned his head onto the Cullen's. His smile faded and he tilted his head to the right. Like he was observing them. They all went into a sort of pouncing stance, Jasper and Edward growling. Suddenly his head snapped back to Carlisle with the same speed as Carlisle had not only five minutes ago. But this time 906 had anger in his eyes, and if looks could kill that one would have. Carlisle just stood his ground, staring 906 down.

Slowly and with a slight growl, 906 asked, "Now that you have preformed your little show, how do you plan on killing me?"

It was Carlisle's turn to become smug. "I have my ways, you don't think I would come here without a plan? Come on, really? Do you know me at all?"

All in one swift movement Carlisle pulled his right foot back leaning on it, pulling his arms into a locked position, elbows slightly bent, fist clenched. His shoulders were back, chest out, stomach in, and chin up. There was a great wind that swept the vampires off their feet and slammed them against the wall behind them. Though it was hard to see, everyone could tell Carlisle's eyes had turned white again, with a deep fire in them. If you looked close enough real red flames over took his eyes. The red flickered above the white, growing bigger with each second until finally the fire was all you could see of his eyes.

Suddenly the wind was black ash that erupted from were 906 was standing, except, he wasn't there anymore, and as the ash began to overtake the wind it started to settle around their feet, along with the wind. Esme looked up to find Carlisle had clasped right in his spot, and he didn't look like he was going to move anytime soon. She lay their staring at his form, hoping that if she didn't move it would all be a dream, all of it. She barley heard the conversation going on between Emmett and Harrlick.

"What the hell just happened?"

"Carlisle just defeated 906." Harrlick said in a disbelieving voice.

"Why didn't he just do that in the first place?"

"Because that kind of power is unreachable. And if you do manage to reach it, it's fatal. I thought I was just going to snap his neck. That was the plan, what happened to the plan? Why would he sacrifice himself if he didn't really have to?" Harrlick's voice had become panicked as everything sunk in.

As Esme heard fatal she was beside Carlisle's side within seconds. She put her hand in his. He didn't stir, but his hand was piping hot, like it had just been taken off the stove.

Then she heard a moan, it was so low she thought it was her mind at first. His skin then cooled back down to normal vampire temperature.

"Never, ever again." Esme took the biggest sigh as she saw his lips move and eyes scrunch up in pain. "I didn't know it would hurt this much. Jeez." He sat up and rubbed his head and smiled at Esme pulling her into his lap. He was smiling as he said, "How did you like my show?"

She smiled as she answered him, "Never ever do that again." He held out his hand for her to shake.

"Deal."

"Deal."

He pulled her up with him as he stood up, holding her bridal style then gentle putting her down on the ground.

He sighed satisfactorily as everyone migrated over to them with mouths wide in shock. "That would be how I would kill him."

Cordelia said with her normal angry voice, "Your a sadistic little bastard, aren't you?"

"Yes, yes I am." He said turning over to her and saying it as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Everyone just laughed as Carlisle wrapped his arm around Esme's shoulder and walked out of the warehouse into the chill of October air.

"Do you hear that?" Carlisle asked closing his eyes and taking a deep breath through his nose.

"Cars?"

"Shouting?"

"Swearing?"

"I love New York." Carlisle said, opening his eyes again.

"Yep, he's a sadistic bastard."

"And has his own code that he speaks in and you have to learn it in order to understand it." Wilson put in.

"That's true. What should we do now?" Eric asked.

"We could rob the Bank of America down the street, might be difficult." Harrlick responded.

"Please, it has two guards. One in back, one in front. Security cameras and no back up generator. And when the guards do their shift change there is a five minute period were there are no guards." Wilson said laughing. Everyone just stopped and stared at her. "What? What do you guys do on your weekends?"

"There's something wrong with you." Eric said as Wilson walked passed him.

"You can rob the bank, but I'm going home and taking a nice hot shower. Then I'm going to sleep for the first time in about a century, and no one is going to wake me. Everyone got that?" Carlisle said looking at his family, they all just nodded.

So the team went to rob the bank, and the Cullen's went back to Fork's. As they arrived home, they couldn't believe how nice it was to be there. Everyone, but Carlisle, went hunting. No one had been in about a month, so everyone was really hungry.

Three hours later the Cullen's arrived back home, and Edward tentatively entered Carlisle's thoughts to see what he was doing. What he saw puzzled him.

He was looking through Carlisle's eyes looking down on the Cullen's who seemed to be tied up down below. A shrill laughter erupted the thoughts, as a fire over took the seen below. Edward could hear his brothers, sisters, mother's, and his own cry for help. He could see that Carlisle was trying as hard as he could to get to them, but he couldn't seem to be able to move. The more he tired the louder the laughter and screaming got. Suddenly the picture changed and he was sitting upright facing the big oak door, breathing very hard. The next thing Edward heard was his own puzzled thoughts bounce around his head with deafening volume, even louder and more painful then last time. This time Edward cried out in pain.

"What?" Bella asked holding him as he doubled over, clutching his head.

"Carlisle bumped me out of his head again."

"Your own fault for snooping." Bella said in response.

"He was sleeping and having a nightmare, about the battle and not being able to get to us."

"That's no excuse." Esme said as she opened the sliding glass door.

"Ya." Carlisle said smiling waking over to Esme wrapping his arm around her slim waist. "Hey, you don't use your power on me, I wont use it on you. And that goes for all of you. Because I can pull a Bella on you, and shut you down." He looked at everyone.

"You can do that?" Rosalie asked sitting down on the couch.

"I can do anything. I manipulate matter. Any matter." Rosalie just rolled her eyes. "Do we have a deal."

Everyone agreed, kind of scared of the outcome. "Good, so if I want to have nightmares, I will." He looked at Edward. "And if I want to be angry, I will." Jasper. "If I want to know my future, I'll let you know." Alice. "And If you even try to block my powers...well, don't." Bella. "Now I'm going to go to McDonald's. Only because I want to, and I'm bored. Oh and everyone, I don't mean to be forward, but I want to make everything clear. See ya."

"He can be strange, can't he?" Alice asked

"He's got his own code."

*Finish*

-Elise