A/N: R&R if you so desire.

I do not own Twilight, I just play with the characters.

BELLA

Well, at least Edward is not acting like an idiot anymore. Sure, he tried up until this morning to get me to let him tag along. At least he's not going to stop me. Hmm, Mary Beth is talking with Jen again. I hope that means something good. To be fair, sometimes it is something good that the oracle has to share. Sadly, those times do not usually come right before we go on a mission. I walk towards them.

"Hey, Bella," Mary Beth greets me with a smile.

"What's going on?" I have to ask before anything else comes out of my mouth.

"Way to exercise patience," Jen rolls her eyes.

"That's fine, if she held it in then it would not be Bella," Mary Beth asks.

"Well?" I press the issue because they don't seem to be answering me. They exchange a look.

"Slayers," they inform me in unison.

"What's that mean?" Emmett asks as the entire Cullen family walks up on their way to see us off.

"That's my sign to exit. See you all soon," Mary Beth announces and heads off.

"Slayers are extinct," I remind Jen.

"So we thought," my friend corrects me.

"We still don't know what you are talking about," Alice impatiently interrupts.

"I'll let you tell them as I have never known a slayer," I motion to Jen to start.

"Well, about the time that my mother curse witches, there was a clan of magical beings that called themselves slayers. They felt it was their duty to make sure certain immortals met their end. This clan took that duty very seriously. The power structure was set up in an unusual way. The leader would co-rule the clan with the next in line for the last few years of their life. I'm not sure how they determined when to take on their next in line. In the end the next in line would find co-ruling tedious and unnecessary, so they killed their predecessor. Then the great division of the clan came about.

Barely a year after the leader, named Grim, took power, another member of the clan started making noise about a successor. While Grim was the youngest leader in a long time, the warrior was very experienced. The other member of the clan called himself Reaper. Reaper spoke out because he felt that he should have been chosen instead of Grim. Reaper was older and felt he was also wiser.

Grim knew that his apparent rival only wanted the power in the clan and that the only way to get it was to kill the current leader. Grim refused to consider it. Reaper spread a rumor that Grim only wanted to decide who he wanted to die, not to listen to what nature was saying. The clan of slayers could sense those immortals whose time has expired. The accusation not only attacked Grim's honor, but also his respect of the traditions of the clan. Grim responded by calling Reaper power-hungry. The clan was divided over the issue. Part of the clan knew what Reaper was trying to do, so they allied with Grim. The rest of the clan fell under the spell of Reaper's charismatic speeches, so they allied with him.

That split led to a period of horrendous war between the factions. The clan stopped seeking out the immortals that need to die in order to focus on the dissention between its members. After about a decade of bloodshed, the war ended. There were no known members of the clan left. That also happened to spawn the Grim Reaper myth. They had fought with each other until there was not a single member left. It was said that they were extinct. Until now, it was a notion that I was willing to accept. I was only 10 years old when the fighting ended, but I remember the one battlefield that mom and I went through in our quest to stay in front of our family. It was terrible. Really, I could not forget it if I tried. I have tried," Jen brought the vampires up to speed on the situation.

"What do slayers have to do with your mission?" Carlisle asks for his family.

"To tell you the truth, I'm not very sure," I answer him.

"Mary Beth would not tell us that there are some survivors unless it was really important," Jen says decisively.

We all say our goodbyes and head off. The team members are the only ones allowed to be in the area of the time jump. I've been turning around the idea that slayers exist in my head. Why would the oracle have told us that? I mean, we are headed to the time period where the fighting was its worst. The clan was also very powerful just before their war. But Jen seems to think that they still exist. It could be that Mary Beth had something else to tell her. I will have to ask her about that when we get to our stop.

Time travel is tricky. It's also extremely dangerous. Care has to be taken in every move we make and every word we say. I am not looking forward to that. I am not looking forward to missing Edward either. I am a little excited about getting back into the game though. Teaching is rewarding, but there is nothing like action.

We all get into position around the clearing. Apparently this particular clearing has residual magic that is really helpful for time travel. As we stand there, the world around us seems to go backwards. The occasional hiker passes us going in reverse. Suddenly, the pairs start to step back and disappear as they hit their assigned times. Soon, Jen and I are alone. We too step back and the timeline rights itself and the motions of the world.

Jen looks around and I watch. She takes the lead of course, as she is familiar with this time period. Okay, I should say she is more familiar with this time period. She hasn't actually been born yet. In fact, her mother has not been born yet. Jen heads off in a direction and I follow at her heels. We go for a ways and hit a town. Skirting the town, we settle in and wait for dusk. Jen picks a tree and I settle in a branch close to hers. Hopefully we can stay undetected by the witches. Jen suddenly freezes. I follow her gaze and am met with a pair of violet eyes…