So, here we go. Things start to get a bit more interesting. Now, we will have people betraying, lying, backstabbing, attacking, killing, crying, double-crossing, and Jesus knows what else! There's going to be 3 more deaths. Can anyone name them? You get bonus points for naming them in order and/or who kills them. (Not really bonus points, but you know. I have friends reading this before I put it on FanFiction, and one of them actually guessed it right! Can you??)

Senses Fail – Everyday is a Struggle: "I love you so damn much, I'll even start to pray. I'll put my faith in all your BS if it means you'll stay. I love you so much I started praying. I love you so much that I started praying."

Chapter Eighteen—Revealed

I was eventually calmed to only a minor point of hysteria. Yes, I was still screaming, but I was beginning to become extremely hoarse, and it proved to be a very good thing for them; I was having trouble raising my voice. But still, I begged and pleaded with them. I couldn't lose Edward. If just a few days without him drove me crazy, what would the rest of my life be like?

Dead.

Definitely dead.

The more I thought about it, the more I realized just how dead I'd be. If he were taken from me, I'd kill myself…

But not before getting my revenge on that dirty leech, Malikai. I'd put him six below, and then go back, dig his grave up, and dump him in a hole, TWELVE below. Why a hole? He doesn't deserve a grave. Why twelve below? Because it puts him six extra feet away from non-sadistic people who want to live their lives without being used as a chew toy.

"Scottie, Edward will come back!" Alice shouted back at me.

"But we can still go and help him! He can't do this alone! Alice, please!"

"I'm sorry, Scottie."

"NO!" I screamed. "He's your brother and you won't even go and save him! He's your family!" I shouted at them hoarsely. "HELP HIM!! At least let me go so I can help him! He needs someone! ANYONE!"

Alice finally yelled at me, "HE IS FINE! HE WON'T EVEN FIND MALIKAI!"

"How do you know that?!"

"Because I've seen it!"

"What are you talking about?" I was furious…still.

"I can see things in the immediate future. Edward gets cooled off and comes home in a couple of hours, because he can't find Malikai."

I hesitated before asking, "You're sure?"

"Yes, I'm positive."

I calmed myself, and began taking in deep breaths. If she was correct, then there was no reason for me to be worried. I kept telling myself that he'd be back soon, and in one piece. They sent me back upstairs to lie on the couch and get some rest. I agreed, and sulked as I dragged my exhausted body up the stairs. I reluctantly sat on the couch, anxious for Edward's return.

The more I thought about it, the stupider it seemed. Alice had said that she could see into the immediate future, not the definite future. That meant that her prediction could be wrong. What if Malikai decided to go after Edward? What if he took Edward by surprise and killed him? I attempted to flush the gruesome ideas from my head. I shut my eyes and leaned back, trying to rest. The harder I tried, the more viciously the ideas popped back into my mind.

Eventually, I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't just sit there while Edward wandered around alone, in the midst of a sadistic murderer. I stood and put my ear to the door, listening for Alice and the others. They all appeared to be in the same vicinity. They were having a conversation regarding me and Vivian's house. I decided I couldn't go downstairs; they'd definitely know what was up. I couldn't open the window; it had a screen over it, and it'd make too much noise. Then I remembered Alice's ability; she'd see it coming. She was probably watching the future me attempt to be stealthy while sneaking out of the house, then she'd smite me, and barricade me in some cement room with no exit but a door, of which they'd be guarding.

But I had to get out. I had to.

The question was how?

I paced around the bedroom, inspecting every little inch, attempting to discover an escape route.

The door behind me opened, and I spun around.

It was Alice.

"Scottie…" Her voice had a sharp, warning tone.

Had she seen something? Was I going to escape and she was there to press the 'SMITE!' button on me? I looked around frantically.

So there was a way for me to get out… but where?

"Scottie…" Alice's voice was edgy.

Then I thought, maybe she was there to tell me that she saw something else… Maybe that Edward was going to die at the merciless hands of Malikai. I began to shake again. She was obviously there to tell me that, and she wanted me to sit down before I tried to jump out the window or something.

Then…

That's it. The window. I thought.

And without another thought, I turned and ran, then leapt out the window.

"SCOTTIE!!" Alice leaned over the edge, but I was gone. I was running as fast as possible, shaking glass off of myself as I went. Small traces of blood dripped along behind me as I pursued Edward's trail. I wasn't sure if they'd come after me, or decide to assist me. All I knew was there was nothing that would stop me from finding Edward.

His sweet scent faded in places, and I would have to turn around and re-track it. There were places where he had spun in circles, places where he turned around, and places that he stopped. I had even come to one place where his scent completely disappeared, but I found it again; I guessed he had jumped a long distance then continued.

As I ran, I felt my body becoming intoxicated, in a matter of speaking; His scent was growing stronger. I pushed myself to continue, feeling both scared and anxious. Almost as soon as my journey began, it had ended.

Edward was standing less than 20 feet away from me, and in front of him, was Raab Hurley.

"Edward?" I called.

His head turned slightly back toward me, not taking his eyes off of Raab.

"Scottie, go home." He growled harshly.

"No, Edward. I've come all this way to find you, and I'm not leaving unless you are with me. No exceptions."

"Scottie, go home." He repeated.

I ignored him.

"Raab…Raab, what are you doing here?"

He did not answer me, but instead turned his gaze away from me guiltily. I didn't understand what was going on.

Surely Raab hadn't…

No…

Not Reilly…

And definitely not Vivian; I had seen Malikai, not Raab.

Then, almost as if on cue, Malikai appeared through the brush.

"So, we all meet…This almost exactly like your wolf birthday, Scottie! How exciting!" He clapped his hands together and laughed. "And you've brought a friend, as well. Nice to meet you, Edward Cullen, son of Dr. Carlisle Cullen… Or so they say." A smirk spread across his face, causing Edward to growl again.

This time, even a growl escaped from my throat as I fingered my ring. Then I caught sight of Raab shaking his head. My hand slid away, remembering his warning that I could kill myself. But then it occurred to me that he appeared to be against me, so my hand slid back to my ring.

"Now that we're all here, we can get started." Malikai rubbed his hands together, something like you'd see in a cartoon…Only this was much worse than some animated villain. He said, "Raab. I've called you here with me for a proposition. And here it is… You are to kill Miss Scottie, here, seeing as you denied me of her blood months ago. If you do not, I will kill the Cullen boy." He flicked a lighter open. The light revealed something shiny below Edward. And then I realized it was gasoline. He continued, "You see, if you kill her, I throw the lighter into the woods, and that's the end of story. Then, he gets angry and attacks you for not killing him instead, ad your forced to kill him in self defense, then you get angry at me for bringing this upon you, and I kill you. If you pass on killing her, then Sir Edward here changes into crispy fried vampire, and I kill you, then Miss Scottie. The choice is yours, Raab Hurley… LET US BEGIN!" He threw his hands into the air.

"But…" My heart was pumping so much blood I thought I may spit it all up and then suffocate in it. I looked at Raab, then to Malikai. My eyes shifted at last to Edward. This was all a scam. It had to be.

"You can't kill Raab." I said at last, feeling as though I had beaten him at his own sick, cruel game.

"Oh, no?" He tossed something silver into the air, then caught it again. "I think you're wrong. You see, Mr. Hurley here decided he would shoot his smart little mouth off at me on day, a few years ago, just showing off to his girlfriend. So… I killed her, just to show her how funny I could be. In return, he came after me, and threw his ring at me, feeling all high and mighty. Then he transformed and attacked my mate, killed her, then turned to me. He mauled me to pieces. Of course, he was an ignorant little beast… And thought he'd killed me. He saw no use for his silver. He figured he'd just remain hidden for the rest of his life, and he wouldn't have to worry about any other vampire picking up his ring and taking revenge. Of course, he only thought I was dead. I managed to crawl to my mates' body, sobbing, then I took his ring and kept it nice and safe. I finally found him, a few months ago. You remember that day, Scottie." He grinned. "Maybe you were wondering why he didn't just take you and run… Well, I had his ring, as I told you, and thus, he really didn't have a choice… When a werewolf is killed, it is the most agonizing pain imaginable. Who wants to die like that? Not Raab. So he had to do as I said…Just like now." He looked at Raab.

Senses Fail – To All The Crowded Rooms: "I don't lie, I love you all. I do. To all of you dancing, just don't be afraid to fall. It's true."