A dull ache had formed in the depths of my stomach, partly from hunger mostly from despair. I wanted to cry, but I had no more tears to shed. How could Jacob do this to me? He knew I had made my decision. Why couldn't he just shut up and put up? I would have. I swallowed hard to counter the vomit that was slowly rising. I didn't need to puke again it would only lead to another forced cold shower, other then that they generally left me alone. They came only to feed me. Every time they came I declined their meals, I had not eaten in two days and I didn't care. They threatened to force feed me if I didn't start eating, but I generally ignored the sadistic hounds.
The door to the room opened again to my surprise. Jacob had told me that the whole pack had gone to fight the first battle. A pang of guilt hit me, someone would die tonight I just hoped and prayed they would come to their senses before then. Seth Clearwater walked through the door looking just as emotionless as the other wolves that always entered. I turned away from him as much as I could with my hands bound to the bed. He walked over cautiously and sat on the edge of my bed. "Hey Bella" he whispered quietly.
"Why don't you go fight?" I responded coldly.
"I can't phase." He responded uneasily "and even if I could, who says I'd want to be apart of this stupid fight."
What he had said got my attention almost immediately. I turned to look at him with narrowed eyes, but he wasn't looking at me. I read pain on every inch of his body "What do you mean Seth?" I inquired curiously.
He swallowed hard and didn't speak for a long time, I thought he wasn't going to anwer my inquiry at first, but finally he looked at me. "If I change, the others will learn that I am severely against this whole thing." He said shakily "Quil and Embry started this, they took you first if anything they should be punished." He said through clenched teeth.
"You forgot to mention one soul, Jacob hes the one who gave the order," I accused.
Seth chuckled quietly "Bella, Jacob had nothing to do with this. He was thoroughly pissed when he found you." He confessed calmly "he was going to return you, but then Emmett took Emily and everything kinda skyrocketed from there."
"What?" I asked in pure shock. I could not believe my ears.
"Jacob didn't start this." Seth repeated.
"No that's not what I meant, you didn't call Emmett a leech, blood sucker, or parasite," I amended.
Seth laughed appreciatively, but then grew serious "why would I? The Cullens are kind, they aren't as bad as everyone makes them out to be. The only problem I have is with the red eyed variety," he admitted, "in fact the best time I've had as a werewolf was fighting alongside Edward."
An image of the end of the fight with Victoria and Riley formed in my head. Edward and Seth bumping fists a clear sign of friendship. Well it wasn't exactly bumping fists it was more like fist and muzzle but still the obvious first signs of friendship was there. "You consider them to be friends don't you?" I asked in a delighted whisper, there was hope after all!
Seth nodded his head in the affirmative and cleared his throat "I don't look upon them as enemies." He informed me "I wish I could deliver you to Edward." He confided in me "but I can't risk it." He stood up at that moment and cut my bindings lose "and I would release you to find your own way back to Edward but I can't, it's to dangerous. They are using both sides as a battle ground."
A sigh escaped my lips, as instant relief flooded my system. I rubbed my sore wrists to get rid of the pain. Seth gingerly lifted my dinner tray from my nightstand and placed it in front of me. I knew the soup was still warm but I didn't want it. "Please Bella, eat." He encouraged me tenderly as he stirred the soup. "You haven't eaten in two days, and you can't marry Edward if you're in the hospital or dead from starvation."
"You know, you're going to make an awesome boyfriend or husband for some lucky girl someday." I told him with a grin. He just smiled and pointed to the spoon. I laughed and
wrapped my fingers around the silver spoon and lifted a spoonful of what looked like pea soup into my mouth. It wasn't half bad, it was a little bland it could use salt or something I just couldn't think of it. I was to weak to think about it. "That's it Bells." Seth said with gentle praise "eat it all and I'll get you a Snack pack or something, what do you like chocolate, vanilla, or butterscotch?
"No thanks, I don't feel like pudding." I said politely "but thanks." Seth was a breath of fresh air in this hellhole.
Seth patted my shoulder "let me know, if you need anything." He said seriously.
"Seth why are you doing this?" I asked curiously, all the other werewolves took only minimal care of me but he was going out his way. "Someone needs to take care of you until you get back to Edward." He said as he walked out the door, leaving me to finish the soup. When he was gone I sat there staring into the soup, Seth considered the Cullens to be friends. Who would have thought? Even more puzzling was the fact that Jacob had nothing to do with my abduction. I guess you do learn something knew every day.
Edward's POV
If God really did exist he certainly was not here on this night. Werewolves and vampires surrounded the place, jumping from trees pouncing on each other, biting and tearing. I do not know what hell is precisely but if I did not know any better I would say that this was it. We had all died and we were locked in hell where constant fighting was prevalent.
Both sides had suffered injuries, but no one had died…yet. Emmett had lost his hand, Jasper his ear, and Tanya had nearly lost her head but Carlisle had rushed in and saved her just in time. Never before in my life had a seen Carlisle fight like that. It was almost awe-inspiring. Who knew that such a laid back, amiable vampire could fight like that? The injuries suffered, just like with the werewolves would heal. When vampires are created they stay as they are, meaning that if they were to lose a hand or any appendage it would grow back. That is why we burn vampires that we tear to pieces. The only thing that stayed marked on a vampire were the scars created by other vampires. Carlisle had a theory that this was because of the venom. Suddenly out of the corner of my eye I saw Quil barreling towards me, of course I heard his thoughts before I saw him. I simply moved my position quickly; he didn't expect that and ended up slamming head first into the tree.
"Its over for you mutt," I snarled and crouched down preparing to make the first kill of the battle. Quite suddenly Alice let out a scream of terror, all fighting stopped as Alice fell to the ground clutching her head. She was having a vision, a bad one from the looks of it; I focused on her mind trying to figure it out. All I could see now was Jane, but why? That's when I saw her, up on the hill. The child-like vampire began to move quickly but gracefully towards the battlefield. Felix and Alec were at her side and to my surprise so was Aro, Caius, and Marcus. But where was Demetri? But the more pressing problem was the fact that the Volturi was back in Forks. This war would no longer be a small confrontation between a family of vampires and werewolves. This war would end badly, and there was nothing I could do about it.
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