So, once again, I have the great displeasure of telling you that I don't own Twilight, just this story/plot. I know. It makes me sad too, but that's what I get for not being Stephanie Meyer. Sigh.

Okay, so I'm really sorry it took me a while to update, but my teachers decided it would be fun to assign a six page research paper so I had a lot of other writing to do. But now that that fun is over with, I can get back to the story. I hope to update at least once every two or three days but depending on the type of week it is it may be more like four or five days. Anyway, back to the story. This chapter has multiple POVs, I hope you don't mind. There's kind of a lot-ish going on. Hope you like it!

Chapter 3

I don't know how long I'd been out for, but when I came to, it took a while for my grogginess to subside. It was like I was swimming through water, everything slower, heavier, dreamlike. But, when you break the surface, time catches up with itself and you are immediately brought back to reality. When I broke through the surface of the drugs my mind had been under, I wasn't just brought back to reality, I was thrown into it at full force. As soon as that barrier broke, a flood of memories came rushing at me. The newborn army. The battle. The campsite. Victoria. I remembered her partner coking Seth into unconsciousness and then Victoria holding something over my mouth, presumably laced with some drug. And then…nothing. Until now. The first thing I registered was the fact that I couldn't see anything. I tried blinking my eyes, but the darkness was still there. I was blindfolded, and I could feel the tape covering my mouth. The next thing that I realized was that I was sitting in an uncomfortable chair. I tried to move and found that my legs, feet and hands were bound as well. Luckily though, nothing hurt when I tried to move except for a slight ache in my head. I had a feeling that wouldn't last very long. As if on cue, I could see a light go on through my blindfold. Not a bright one, but enough to tell me I was no longer alone. Then I felt cool hands rip it off my eyes. I blinked at the sudden light; its only source shining down on me like a spot light. I looked down and could see all the rope and tape binding me to the chair. I tried to look around the room, but something was holding back my hair. Or someone. In a blurred movement to fast to process, my hair was released and my captor came to face me. Although her eyes were a deep, bright crimson, their most notable quality was the excitement I saw in them, a terrifying gleam of anticipation. And when she spoke, her voice held the same tone. "Oh good, you're finally awake. Now the fun can really begin." I tried to break free, I tried to call out, but it was no use. Victoria was already coming towards me.

Edward's Point of View

When I got to the camp, I knew something was wrong. I could smell only the remnants of Bella's scent, but the familiar beat of her heart was missing. There was something else too I heard Seth's heartbeat. It was slow and irregular. I walked around the tent and saw him lying there, unconscious. I ran over to him and tried to wake him up, but it was no use and his mind was blank. My stomach dropped. This couldn't be happening. Or maybe I was overreacting again. Maybe Seth had just somehow gotten hurt somehow and Bella had gone looking for help. Yes, I'm sure that's what happened. What else could it possibly be? That's when I noticed that there were two other scents. One was completely foreign to me, but the other was familiar. My mind was still trying to place it, but I knew it from somewhere. As my brain tried to figure it out, I went inside the tent, hoping for some sort of clue or something. Anything was better than not knowing…unless something happened to her. That would NOT be better. As I ran to the tent, I started getting worked up again. Oh god, what if she's hurt? What if something happened? What if someone took her? I stopped dead in my tracks, dread forming in my stomach. That was it. That was when it clicked. The scent belonged to Victoria. My fear almost consuming me completely, I ran inside the tent. There, on top of a pile of blankets, was a note. It was folded like a place card, my name on the outside. I grabbed it so fast; it was as if it had just appeared in my hand. As I read, I dropped to my knees, overcome with grief and guilt. But then it turned to anger.

Jasper's Point of View

By the time the rest of us got to the campsite, Edward was already panicking. I could feel all of his emotions; worry, panic, anger, fear, guilt. It was all there, overwhelming him. When we arrived, he was running, full speed at the nearby trees. The site was n ruins, the tent in ruins. I believed that was his doing because right now, he was tearing the limbs off trees, breaking them down to shreds.
"Edward!" Carlisle shouts. "What has gotten into you? Where is Bella?" We all start looking around, searching for the human that has come to mean so much to him, to all of us. That's when we saw an unconscious Seth. And no Bella. At that moment, Edward let out a menacing half growl, half scream while tearing a tree in half. Carlisle looked at me and nodded. I didn't have to be Edward to know what he was thinking. I used my "gift" to calm him down just as Emmet and Rosalie ran over to him, holding him back from destroying the entire forest. When he was still, I could see the distress on his face, clear even to those without my power. He as panting unnecessarily, obviously distraught even with my power to calm him down.

"Now Edward, son, please tell us what happed." Carlisle said, slightly desperate.

"She's gone," he said while struggling to break free, "She took her."

"Who to her?" This time it was Alice asking. I could feel the slight panic coming off of her at the idea of someone taking Bella. No one else, Rosalie included, was happy about it either. In response, Edward bowed his head and started crying dry, tearless sobs, my "gift" no longer able to help him. I could feel the pain and guilt coming off of him in waves.

"Edward, what is going on?" I asked him. Everyone started walking closer to him.

"I should have listened to her. I should have been here to protect her. I should have-"

"Edward! Please, tell us what is going on!" Alice screamed. Edward just dropped to his knees, still restrained by Emmet and Rosalie and motioned for them to get off. They looked at Carlisle, who nodded his consent and backed off. I sent another wave of calmness over him, just to be safe. His head snapped up, his eyes piercing mine. I just shrugged and offered a weak smile. Then he pulled something out of his pocket. And handed it to me. His name was written on the front.

"I found this when I got here," he said, his voice breaking several times. "Read it out loud." He bowed his head again. And I read the note out loud. As I did, I began to feel so many different things from everyone, I couldn't be sure which was mine, but there was something that they all shared. They were all filled with pain and fear. It read:

Edward,

You took the love of my life, and now I've taken yours. You killed him over his game, so now I'll kill her over mine. You have until noon tomorrow to find her while I have some of my own fun. If you fail, all you will have left of your precious Isabella is her corpse.

With pure hatred,
Victoria

What did you think? Hopefully you loved it ;p I know that I said that I don't like cliffhangers and that I try not to write chapters that way but I couldn't help it. It was just too perfect. Anyway, I'm debating having a little bit in Victoria's POV in the next chapter, but I'm undecided. If you have an opinion, let me know. The next chapter will have some Bella torture so be warned. And for all you Jacob fans, I hat eto tell you but he's not really in the strory that much. Sorry :/ Please please please rate and review! Thanks to all the people who have reviewed and followed and favorited; it means so much to me that you guys appreciate and like the story :D