Alice's P.O.V

It was scary to think that his life could be over in the blink of an eye. That if I wasn't there, like we had all planned, he would surely die. If he wasn't dead already.

No, Alice, I told myself. Don't think about it. You've done what you could do. But it would be so horrible to think that all my hard work would go to waste, just for a vampire's revenge.

I looked behind me, not really looking at who was on my tail. I was looking out at the trees, remembering things. The day Bella died. The day everything turned upside down for my brother. And, as it seemed, the whole world was over for him.

But somehow, after I left, my family was able to take his broken pieces, and once again make him a man. Or, at least, on the outside. There was no telling what he was like on the inside.

Already I could hear the screams and groans of wolf and vampire. I could hear the childish screams of the girl I never got to meet. Renesmee.

I looked over on my left side. (Here is the moment you have all been waiting for!) Bella was a blur through the trees. She wanted to get out into the clearing. The meadow she could so clearly remember.

I stopped, expecting her to stop with me. But only Jasper stopped. She kept on going. I swore under my breath. I ran, but there was no way I could catch up with her. She was a woman on a mission. Ready to save her one true love. Who, for all this time, thought his other half was truly dead.

And, honestly, so did I. It took some clever thinking and quick actions to get it right. I was there for the funeral, watching as Bella lie in her coffin. It was closed casket. They all believed her body was to horrible and sickly to see. But, little did they know, she wasn't even in there.

Carlisle, out of grief, had made a wrong calculation. It was sillyto think, yes, that Carlisle Cullen could make such a mistake. But Bella Swan was not dead. There was, yes, little pulse left in her already dying body. But there was just enough to turn her.

Once Carlisle had placed her in a casket, I acted. I held a bit of hate towards my family. How did they not realize she was alive? We were vampires, able to smell blood and life from miles away. It surely wasn't impossible to tell she was alive.

But somehow, my whole family had over looked it. Grief had ripped them to shreds, and taken they're common sense away like that.

I had held Bella, against Jasper's pleas to return home, for a year. She grew as a vampire under my care. She wanted, ever so badly, to go back to the man she remembered so much about. My brother, the one now facing death. Edward.

Jasper growled, grabbed my hand, and ran out into the clearing.

"No!" Bella screamed. Edward was in Aro's hands. He held him close, one hand around Edward's neck. He had begged for death, seeing only one way out of his endless hell.

I screamed out a plea, telling him to fight. He ripped away from Aro, and just stood there staring. Then, as if it was a dance, a play, ready with lines and scenes, Bella and he ran at each other. Edward couldn't believe it. He kept muttering, "Angel. You must be an angel. I must be dead."

But, he could never be more wrong. Bella was alive. Bella was a vampire. And, most importantly, she was back. I didn't expect a renunion for me or Jasper. This was simply a 'them' moment. Meant only for the ones, souly in love.

But, sadly, this was no time for happiness. No time for hugs, or kisses, hello's or even final goodbyes. Because, in my visions, Edward was still to die. And if my vision was correct, it would be ever so soon.

I glanced at Jasper, whispering, "Help him!" It was a desperate plea to help my brother. I already had my sights on Demetri, who was trying to naw a hunk out of Jacob Black.

Jasper charged, and ran after Aro. But, who was watching Jane? I looked around the clearing, my head snapping in every direction. She wasn't here. Renesmee….

"Look out!" I screamed.

But it was to late. Jane pounced on Edward, throwing Renesmee out of her arms. I screamed. The whole world seemed to stop spinning. It was as if everything was in slow motion. Everybody seemed to be running to the same place. Directly for Edward and Jane.

Edward was lying under Jane, pinned to the ground. Her eyes were wild, his were shocked and confused. He had thought he was dead, but he wasn't. He was so very much alive. But would he be able to realize that before it was to late?

Jane could strike before we got there. She could kill him before any of us got close. Her mind for torture might not be enough to hold her back in this case. She wanted Edward dead. And nothing could stop her, or make her wait.

"Jane!" Somebody screeched. I didn't turn to look at the unfamialiar voice. I had to keep going for Edward.

Jane's head shot up. She growled and right before she was about to go back down for Edward, somebody pushed her off. All I could see was a flash of firey red. Then all hell literally broke loose.

It was as if all the vampires you could ever think off were just crawling out of the forest. Volturi. Everywhere.

They encirlced the whole clearing. Most were ready for a fight. So, we were all going to lose then, weren't we?

Okay, so, here's a little twist in the story, no? Come on, you know you love it. Just wait and see what happens next!