Haha! Fear the evil cliffy! S. Meyer owns Twilight and New Moon; I am her humble slave.

EPOV (putting The Count to shame):

This ends right here, right now, leech.

Damn that persistent mutt! But if he wanted to fight, I would be more then happy to make his death wish come true. Too long had I put up with him for Bella's sake! Every wretched thought in his foul mind circled around burning my ashes to bits and taking what he thought was his. This mongrel must be blind if he thinks Bella would ever be his.

I took a step into the meadow beside Newtons'. "Bella, I need you to go to my house." She wouldn't like to see me rip her ex best friend to shreds. At least he had the decency to come alone.

Bella grabbed me arm. "What? No! Don't fight him, Edward! This whole thing doesn't matter anymore; we're leaving in a few days, remember?" Tears started to stream down her beautiful face. I wiped the wetness from her face with a sad smile.

"I'm sorry my love. But it's too late. He won't give up." Not without a fight. I kissed her cheek. "Now go. I'm sure Alice is expecting you."

However my stubborn Bella clung to my arm, shaking her head. "No Edward, no! I couldn't stand it if you got hurt!" Silly Bella. Perhaps when she is one of us, she'd understand out strength more completely.

I looked up at Black. Seeing Bella wept for my safety was infuriating him. His whole body was shaking now. Get her out of here, Cullen! I glared at him. He had the nerve to tell me to protect my fiancée. And he was the one putting her in danger. I hissed in his direction.

"Bella, this is serious. Please, he's starting to lose control." How could she be so hardheaded? I growled in frustration, snapping my phone open. Bella leered at me through her tears.

"Alice?"

"Yeah, Edward?" She immediately became alert by the tone of urgency in that one word alone.

"Come pick Bella up. Now. Don't tell the others what's going on." And I shut the phone. I caressed Bella's delicate face. "Don't argue. Please, go wait in the car. I can't tell what's setting him off worse: you hugging me or you being in danger because of me."

She buried her face in my shirt, "But what if something happens? I won't go through losing you! Not again!" Her sobbing was tearing apart my whole being. The sound was heartbreaking.

"Bella, some faith." I kissed her lips to stop the sound.

Stop touching her, filthy bloodsucker!

"Well, we'll have to finish that kiss later, my love. Alice is here. Go without a fuss, okay?" I pried her soft fingers off of me, kissing each one in turn. Alice pulled up a second later in the Mercedes. She hurried out of the car, grabbing Bella.

But before she left, Alice bounced on the tip of her toes to kiss my cheek and embrace me slightly. "Be careful." Was all she said aloud, but inside her mind, she was shouting. I can't see the outcome of this fight. That damned mutt is clouding over my vision. Take care of yourself, Edward. If not for you, then for Bella and your family. And if I think for even one second that you're in trouble, we'll be rushing down here to help.

"Of course." I nodded and stroked Bella's face again. "I love you Bella, be good." Alice swept Bella of to the car before she could protest. Even if… something should go amiss, have no doubts that we will fight for Bella's protection tooth and nail. She is family.

"Thank you Alice." I whispered. The car sped away towards our house. I sighed in relief. She'll be fine. She'll be fine. With that in mind, I dashed into the center of the field.

Jacob Black took a few steps forward, now placing us scarcely 10 feet apart. The shaking had subsided a bit. The moon illuminated his dark face. "Tonight, you will die." His breathing was ragged and harsh. I had long since suspended taking in air; his pungent stench was overwhelming my senses.

I gleamed some useful information from his mind. He had indeed come here alone. No one, not even the leader of his pack, a guy called Sam, knew he had left La Push. Perfect. At least I didn't have to worry about an ambush at my house.

While I didn't want to run from this fight, I disliked killing immensely. "You still have a chance to leave, Jacob. This field doesn't have to be your deathbed."

Those words only seemed to piss him off farther. This bloodsucker will die by my hands tonight. "Afraid, leech? You know I will slice you up. You can read minds after all. I want this so bad. To burn the parasite who took Bella from me." I scoffed. "Nothing would make me happier."

I sighed. "Such a shame. Bella may not take your death easily. Especially so close to the wedding." I smirked at his expression. "Oh come now. I know that's why you're really here. Not because you think I'm putting her in danger. That's bull and we both know it. You're merely a jealous little pup. Oh dear, the woman you have fallen madly in love with only has eyes for the 'bloodsucker'. Tragic." At that, I rolled my eyes.

Black was steaming. "I'm no fool! Bella would never give her heart to you willingly! I know the stories! How leeched like you use your natural abilities to draw humans in to you. They only find you attractive because you can trick them." He spat at the ground. "It's truly sick. Capturing a girl's heart for your own sick amusement. She'd be a hell of a lot better off with me!" I'd never suck her blood. Fucking parasite doesn't even love her. Just wants to drink her dry.

Now I was enraged. "Oh yes! Bella would be completely safe amidst your pack! She'd only have to worry about you losing your temper and ripping her to shreds! So go ahead and delude yourself into thinking you're the right one for her! Because in the end, she choose me. I didn't trick her into anything. Even after I had hurt her so badly, she didn't move on! Get it through your mind! Even with me gone she still didn't want you!"

You bastard! I must have hit a nerve. Black lunged at me. But I saw it coming, of course. I caught him around his neck and tossed him to the nearest tree. The trunk shattered into pieces, showering the area with splints of wood. "Really Black, do you think I would bother with you if I didn't love her with my whole being? Why not just 'drink her dry' as you so tactfully put it. We know as well as I do the answer: I love her. You fight me not as your sworn enemy, the cold one. No, you fight me as Edward, the only man in Bella's heart."

He made to slash at my throat, but I dodged him easily. Yet he somehow managed to maintain his human state. I couldn't understand this; why didn't he just transform? Before he could make another attempt, I pinned him to the ground, baring my teeth. "For you sake and mine as much as Bella's, let it go! Some friend you are. You're just as bad as the rest of the humans! Instead of being happy for her, you're overcome with envy."

Such fickle creatures; they are all slaves to their unpleasant emotions and constant hatred. Bella is so different to the average human. She strives to better herself while others wallow in their misery and discontent. Truly, Bella is a diamond among a sea of pebbles.

I flipped backwards off him, seeing that Black would try to kick me off. "You'll never have her, bloodsucker. Not as long as I live and breathe."

"Then I guess we'll have to fix that, won't we?" This time, I dove at him, taking a swipe at his shoulder. The flesh easily peeled, leaving a deep gash in my wake. The dog collapsed, holding tight to his wound.

The smell of his blood was sickening. It intensified his odor tenfold. I held my hand over my mouth, trying in vain to block the smell. Jacob Black smiled and jumped to his feet.

"Just like a leech. Is my blood tempting you? Are you losing control now?" Perfect, just like I thought. If only Bella were here to see the monster he dear bloodsucker has became now.

So this had been his plan. So get me to cut him, opening his blood to me? He honestly though I'd find his blood appealing? "Sorry to disappoint you Black, but you flatter yourself." I took my hand away from my mouth to laugh.

His eyes narrowed. Why isn't he swarming to attack my blood? "You've got better control of your bloodlust then I thought." He mumbled, hand still pressed to his should in an attempt to stop the bleeding.

I rolled my eyes. "Yes, I do have very good self discipline. But like I said, you flatter yourself." I scrunched up my nose. "You stayed in your human form so I would cut you and be plagued by your blood. Well, good news and bad news: yes, I am overwhelmed. But it's not because you smell good. Far from it. Your foul odor is burning my nose. The stench was nauseating before, but now its even more revolting." I shook my head. "So, your plan failed. What will you do now, Black?"

Jacob's pulse quickened and his shaking became violent. "What will I do?" Why, I'm going to destroy you! The dog hunched over, as if burdened by excruciating pain. He firmly shut his eyes. I didn't want to have to do this. I've only got a few minutes before the others will show up and try to stop me. Damn. Better kill it quick. Mounds of reddish fur exploded from his body. He almost tripled in size. Slowly, his mouth formed into a muzzle. Hairy paws replaced limbs, with deadly claws at their tips. Jacob Black's dark eyes stared back at me on the creature's face; he had transformed.

A/N: Yeah, I was gonna end this chapter right here, then switch to Jacob's point of view. But I changed my mind cause I knew a certain someone -cough cough- immortally perfect -cough cough- would kill me. So, here we go! Again!

Any thought I may have had about being a monster went up in smoke as I stared at the newly transformed Jacob Black. Hollywood can't get anything right, can they? Werewolves were typically described at half man, half wolf beasts. I supposed that was true; they could be either man or wolf. But not at the same time. This werewolf was all beast. Those coal black eyes glared down at me, marking me as his prey.

I felt like a hypocrite. I had assumed that once a werewolf went into his beast state, he lost all control. Much like how Jacob thought that blood would make us go insane. He was partially right. But Black-wolf just glared at me, taking me into consideration. What ever happened to all his thoughts of finishing this quickly?

I tried to dive into his mind, but found nothing. Crap, not this again, I cursed silently. His mind was every bit as blocked to me as Bella's. Well, now what? I weighed my options. I could attack him right now. But somehow that didn't feel right; I didn't want to make the first move. Attacking first was something saved for villains. And, for once, I was not the villain in the fight. Running was out as well. Bella had told me how Jacob's pack had easily caught Laurent. Eyeing this monster now, I didn't doubt their speed. But I couldn't very well just stand here. This had to be settled tonight.

I didn't have to contemplate much longer. Jacob bellowed an earthshaking roar before leaping at me. Now I did not have my mind reading power to assist me. I had to rely on my instincts and enhanced senses. He pounced on top of me, aiming for my throat again. I caught his paw seconds before the claw impacted. With a twist, the mongrel was now flipped on his back. But he didn't stay that way for long. Black was much more powerful now. He tried to bite me with his fangs, turning his head with a snap. I barely escaped, landing only a scratch on my chest.

Now back on his feet, Black dove at me. I went crashing through the forest. Thanks to the combined efforts of his jab and my own hard body, I flattened a wave of trees before coming to a halt. I sprung back to my feet. Damn him. But if this beast thinks he's won, he's got another thing coming.

Using my speed, I dashed behind him. With a hard blow to his stomach, I sent him barreling into the forest. He yelped as his body collided into tree after tree. Black dug his claws into the earth, stopping his slide. With another roar, he pushed himself into the air. The thud from his landing shook the surrounding trees.

Jacob made a swipe at me, but I jumped over his paw. Now temporarily distracted, I slammed into his jaw. The mutt flew backwards, but caught himself. He dashed forward with amazing speed, holding me in his razor sharp teeth. At any second, he could snap his fangs right through my body, and that would be it. But he hesitated. I jabbed at his eye, hoping to scare him enough to screech. He yelped again in pain, opening his mouth enough to free me. With cat-like reflexes, I landed on the ground and bit his neck. I tore off a bit of fur, but didn't break the skin. The eye I hit was now swollen shut and dripping blood.

I exhaled sharply. At this rate, we would both kill each other. Jacob fell to the ground, licking his paw like a cat then swiping it over his eye as if nursing the wound. I lowered my arms. What was I doing? I had almost lost myself to my rage. Like I was no better the him. Just a mindless monster. I wouldn't fight him like that. "Jacob." He growled quietly, but remained curled up on the ground. "Jacob, I'm not going to fight you. Just go home."

I turned my back to him. He growled again and struggled to his feet. I glared over my shoulder. "Get it through your thick skull, Jacob. It's over. Bella is going to become my wife. And then we'll be gone. My family is moving far away. You'll never have to see us again. Take some comfort in that and go home." When he didn't move, I growled. "I said go home!" But before I could say anything else, I caught a new scent. Five of them. And each of them had that same burning power to it. I hissed. Werewolves.

That idiot! He's going to cause a war all for a girl! I've warned him! I've said it a thousand times: stay off the Cullens's land!

He'll pay for it now. That is, if he isn't already dead.

How can he be so selfish! Couldn't he just once think of his tribe!?

Great, just great. The whole pack of Quileute werewolves was just a few miles away. I cursed to myself. I didn't stand a chance. And I couldn't even run away. I sighed. "Well Jacob, you're going to get you wish. You friends are here." I glared into the forest. Five dark skinned teenage boys emerged from the trees. Only one was even looking at me. He was the tallest, but maybe a bit shorter then Jacob. He looked older, perhaps early twenties. He face was the calmest of the group. From the way he stood out in front, I could guess this was Sam, the Alpha of the pack. Jacob Black, you have doomed us all.

He slowly walked up to me. The others crowded around Jacob, sullen expressions matching, and each quivering. One of them, a moody boy named Paul, was growling up at Jacob. Ha, he's only injured. I'll make sure to take care of him. Serves him right. Ruining everything…

The one I presumed to be Sam paused a few feet away. He alone was not shaking. "I assume you fought with him." Even his tone was calm. Oh stupid could that boy be. Picking a fight on their land. He lowered his gaze.

Perhaps this one can be reasoned with. His demeanor and thoughts were solely focused on damage control rather then finishing where Jacob left off. "Yes I did. He was waiting for me when I came to get Bella from work." I told Jacob she was not meant for him. He needs to learn to listen. "I was just leaving as I caught your scent."

"Leaving?" Before finishing Jacob off?

I nodded. "I don't want to kill him. We'll be leaving soon enough as it is. I tried to explain that to Jacob."

They are leaving. This bodes well. Maybe this war can be avoided completely. "I'll get to the point. Jacob broke the treaty by coming here to seek a fight with you. You're clan is well within your rights to claim war on the Quileute tribe. Is there anyway we can avoid this?" Sam asked.

My voice was cool. "Yes there is. Forget it ever happened. My family is taking Bella with us. She will become one of us. Forget we ever came here." Sam raised his eyebrows. "Jacob plans to follow us, wherever we go. To put it simply, stop him. I don't want him to hurt Bella anymore."

Jacob jumped up, snapping his jaws. His right eye was still covered in blood and tightly closed, but his left one was set fiercely on me.

Damn it Jacob! Sam's calm appearance was broken. He locked gaze with Jacob, staring him down. "Paul," He coldly addressed the moody boy. "Take him down."

My pleasure. Paul's shaking became more prominent. Like Jacob had before, Paul was transforming. In an explosion, a large dark silver werewolf now took Paul's place. Jacob snarled, turning around to face Paul. The silver wolf bit down hard on Jacob's neck.

I really am sorry about this Jacob. But a werewolf who puts a girl before his tribe is not an ally. Sam sighed and shook his head. It was then that I understood what he meant by 'take him down'; Paul's job was to kill Jacob. Before I could do anything, the russet wolf fell backwards. He slowly shrunk in size, changing back into a human. Jacob Black lay face down in a pool of his own blood on the ground. The others of the pack turned away, sadness coloring each of their faces.

Sam walked back to the group. "Paul, calm down and change back. The silver beast curled up on the earth, eyes shut. Slowly, he reverted back to his human form. But the smile on his face was anything but human. Disgusted, I looked away. One of the younger boys fell beside the dead body. I-I guess that solves that problem. His thoughts were focused around his childhood, growing up with the boy who now lay dead beside him.

Sam pat Paul's shoulder, his eyes still glued to Jacob's corpse. "Everyone, let's go. I'll meet you all at Emily's. Jared, take the body to Billy's house. He… he should know what happened." Nodding, the group filed out. The one called Jared wrapped his jacket around Jacob before carrying him back to La Push.

Sam looked at me over his shoulder. "Give Bella my best. Take care of her…" If she is safe, then I suppose Jacob can rest in peace. That poor misguided boy. Sam nodded and followed his pack into the forest.

Despite his unruly behavior, I knew Jacob was a good person. He looked after Bella while I was gone, and I would always owe him for that. Oh Bella… He was her best friend, and now he was gone. I regretted this whole night now. I should have just walked away…

A/N: Yes, I know it was sad. But it had to happen. For the record, I think Jacob was a bad person, but always a good friend.