The Cullens ran through the forest, folowing Alice's scent, when they stumbled upon something familiar. Bella had not moved from her spot, but upon seeing them jumped up.
"Edward" she said, warmly. Jasper, Emmett, Rosalie, Carlisle and Esme left to give the couple some privacy, leaving Edward standing there, awkwardly.
"Um, how are you?" he said unsurely. Bella could tell he still loved her, and that's what she needed at that moment: love, and forgiveness, and so she embraced him, and they walked towards the coming battle arm in arm.
The rest of the Cullens arrived at the meadow, to see Alice's army gathered. Jasper could hardly contain his relief, seeing Alice again. This quickly turned to betrayal, and jealousy as he saw Tristan.
Jasper ran out into the meadow, to demand an explanation from Alice.
"Alice!" he cried. "Where have you been? I've missed you so much! Who's this?" he questioned with slight malice.
"Save it Japer. I already know about your little affair! And really Jasper: Angela? She was our friend!" Alice replied, hurt.
"Angela? What do you mean…" Jasper hadn't realised his small crush was so obvious.
"Don't try and deny it. I've heard enough. Goodbye Jasper." Alice turned around, muttering a command to her army: "kill", and walked off with Tristan, ignoring the sounds of Jasper's screams.
100 angry newborns surged over to him, at Alice's command. Jasper looked up in horror at Alice, but her back was turned. She was looking concentratedly at Tristan, who had his hands on wither side of her face.
"No!" Jasper yelled, one hand outstretched.
A force pummeled him to the ground, but it came from the wrong direction. He looked up to see Edward leaning over him, a panic stricken look on his face as he looked around.
Disoriented, Jasper mumbled, "what happened?"
"Rosalie" Edward panted, face frozen
Jasper looked around Edward, and saw Rosalie being torn to pieces by the angry mob. Shocked, Jasper looked away.
Jacob ran through the trees in search of Hannah, to try and explain. He couldn't believe he had imprinted, never had he thought his love for Bella could just vanish, but on seeing Hannah, life without her seemed nonexistent. On his way however, he disocovered a pack of wolves growling at him. Recognising them, Jacob phased.
"The bloodsuckers have arrived!" Sam bethought him. Jacob pushed Hannah, quite difficultly out of his mind, and the pack ran together towards the battlefield.
Xavier caught up to Angela, to ffind his greatest nemesis torturing his greatest love. He was overcome by a deep, building rage, and so rushed to Angela's side.
"Get away from her, Jane." Xavier yelled with passion, pushing Angela behind him, as Jane refocused her energies on him instead.
"Xavier!" Angela cried in worry, still recovering from her attack.
"Stay back, Angela." Xavier spluttered through his screams.
Aro wandered over, appearing utterly calm, despite the chaotic scene forming around him.
"Jane… release." Aro said in a disapproving tone. "Go and bring me Jasper, I'd like to prove my theory." he commanded and Jane instantly obeyed. Xavier picked himself up, and passionately kissed Angela in relief, who was too bewildered to fight his advances.
Jasper struggled against Jane's iron grip as she pulled him over to Aro, and was now facing Xavier. Xavier glanced at Jane menacingly, taking a step closer to her.
"Stay there, Xavier, or I swear I will kill Angela" came Demetri's rough voice from behind. He subtly grabbed Angela's arm. Xavier snarled and lunged at Demetri, impervious to Aro's shouts.
"Stop! I order you, Demetri!" Aro shouted furiously.
Xavier bit hard into Demetri's arm, and pushed him sending him flying backwards.
"There has been too much bloodshed here today" Aro's cries were still ignored as Demetri's rage caused him to fight back.
"Stop!" cried Angela, who barred Demetri's way to Xavier. Xavier moved her to the side, "Angela, stay out of the-" he was cut off as Demetri attacked him from behind. He fell to the floor in a crumbled heap, black cape spreading around him on the grass.
"Xavier!" Angela yelled, running to his side. Xavier groaned, his face half covered with blood. His breathing was shallow and uneven, his eyes ppartially closed.
"Xavier… you're going to be alright…" he smiled weakly "I'm sorry Ange… for all the pain I've caused you…"
Her eyes filled with tears, "I do love you…"
Xavier smiled shortly, but it was short lived. Demtri hauled Xavier from the ground with a malicious smile.
"No, Demetri! Don't" Demetri decapitated Xavier, as Angela saw her dearest love torn to shreds before her eyes. She wailed in sorrow and terror, as the Cullens drew back in shock. The terror was finally over…
Or was it?
Jasper smiled appreciatively. Xavier had ruined his life and now he felt a strong sense of justice overcome him. Just as he was about to leave, to seek out Alice, Aro grabbed his arm, sucking in his thoughts with a satisfied expression.
"Just as I suspected…" Aro muttered. "You seem so pleased, Jasper, Xavier is dead." he said, speaking to the whole group.
"Well why shouldn't I be? Xavier has destroyed our family."
"Xavier is your family!" Aro yelled. "You are responsible for his haunted existence." The crowd was silent and utterly mesmerised.
"Thin back, Jasper. You weren't always with Alice, were you?" …
It was a lifetime ago, Jasper had come across a strange woman. He was at first repulsed by her. She was the first human he had not wanted to devour. But Jasper had built a connection with her, until one day she vanished…
Jasper realised now the symptoms of a werewolf. But she was only a carrier of the gene, able to pass it on…
"That's, that's impossible. Vampires can't have children! Werewolves, they no..!" Jasper muttered to himself, while the group watched him.
"He, he was, Xavier was my son… and you killed him!" jasper's voice turned to loathing, as he bounded towards Demetri, with the intent to kill. The fight started a chain reaction, as Alice's party were trained to kill, and could no longer contain themselves. Soon the four parties: of new-borns, werewolves, the Volturi and the Cullens, began a killer battle, with all unsure of who they were fighting, or what they were fighting for.
Angela slid away, running through the forest, in a crying passion.
"Angela! Angela, what are you doing here? You'll never believe what just happened to me. What's wrong?" Ben eventually noticed.
Angela smiled at his oblivious manner.
"Let's just go home, Ben." She took his hand, still crying and they walked through the forest, away from the vampires, the screams and the massacre raging behind them.
Bella sat in her house in front of the warm fireplace, higging herself as if she were holding herself together. She stared into the flames, but suddenly recoiled and looked away as she recalled the Hellfire she had felt in her veins as she unwillingly had turned into this monster. With a growing sense of relief, she was glad to have seen Xavier die. It was all his fault, now she could never be with Jacob, who was repulsed by her. Outside she could hear the pattering rain on the street.
The door opened in the hall and Charlie stomped into the living toom.
"Come on, Bella, it's late. Go to bed." he grumbled, taking a glass of water from the bench and leaving the room again.
She didn't look up at him, but her eyes were drawn back to the fire. All she could think of was Jacob and his warmth. Outside, the cold rain pattered helplessly on the window. Bella stared on, concentrating on its centre.
Bella realised that since she had become a vampire, she had been consumed with regrets, and still was. She could never be with Jacob, not just because he had imprinted on that despicable Hannah, but Bella was so despicable herself to him. Whenever she looked at him who she held dear to her heart, a part of her died insidem adding fuel to the fire of his hatred.
At least before Xavier's act of hunger, she had been happy. Happy with Edward, who Bella rarely even thought about anymore.
She hated the fact she had to spend so much time around humans, and particularly Ben's blood was appealing, but even Bella could not bring herself to murder her best friend's fiancee.
Bella rarely even spoke anymore, teffified of hearing the voice that belonged to the human Bella, the old version of herself that everyone loved. She wished Angela hadn't stopped Xavier… she would be better off dead, than alive with a tormented soul, alone. A knock on the door pulled her out of her reverie. She glanced at the clock – 1:00am. She rolled her eyes, already knowing who was there.
"Hello, Bella" Edward's voice greeted her as soon as she swung the door open. She nodded in reply. Edward noted the very dark patches under her eyes, making her look like an insomniac human.
"How are you feeling?" he asked, a little awkwardly. She shrugged, regaining her position in front of the fire. Edward stood by her.
"Look, Bella… things can go back to the way they were-"
"No, they can't!" she spat in a fierce whisper.
"I love you, Bella… that's all that matters-"
"What if I said I didn't love you?" she said quietly.
"I wouldn't believe you" Edward was adamant.
"I'm a freak"
"Escuse me?"
"I'm like him, like… Xavier"
"No, you're not, Bella. He was… twisted, evil…"
"What was that brought on by? Loneliness. I'm lonely, Edward, and that isn't going to change"
"I know. I said I liked you human, Bell. But I've accepted the change. It makes no difference to me-"
Bella jumped up, "don't you see, Edward? I AM Xavier! It's histroy repeating itself. I'm not an ordinary vampire, like you. I'm a werewolf too, and I love Jacob!"
Edward frowned, the truth slowly dawning on him, "You imprinted on him, didn't you?"
She nodded, unable to speak through tears. Edward nodded again, slowly, and Bella knew he was in shock mode. Without saying anything wlse, Bella crumpled at the wall, a sudden headache overcoming her. It felt like she had just been bitten, fire flowing through her veins once more. She gasped sliding to the floor. Her mind was moving backward, skimming through the events of the past year… If only she had never become what she was, then she and Jacob could have been together forever…
A cape of spreading blackness fell over her, and a sinister face of evil appeared in her near vision, darkeining the window view of the street, rain momentarily streaked with black, and the figure disappeared.
The End
To be continued…
