Author's Note: Hi Everyone, i hope your already for a long, a little bit confusing chapter.

I'm rather proud of it cause i wrote from Carlisle part all the way to the end tonight. I hope everyone gets, the news articles in this chapter and i hope they sound like a news paper article too.

The first part of Carlisle part is, i admit, confusing, but it will be explained in later chapters.

Ok, i hope all the characters are in character, i really tried my best, but you know sometimes even when you try, they not always quite the way their suppose to be.

Chapter 3

The Power of Knowledge is Dangerous

Alice stared around my apartment, sceptical. When she saw the size of my wardrobe and what was inside my wardrobe she nearly fainted, which isn't possible for us but you get the picture.

"Ok, you need to move in with us and soon." She declared, once she had done a full circuit of my one bedroom, living/ dining room/kitchen and bathroom apartment.

"I don't know you." I complained weakly, though I couldn't help but laugh at how bossy she was and how out of place she was in my apartment.

She stuck her tongue out at me.

"You do to so know me, we met this afternoon and we met over fifty-six years ago." She said, still absorbing my lack of memory of my past. I rolled my eyes.

"I don't remember." I reminded her. She pulled a face.

"How can you not remember me!" she demanded, spinning on her heels to face me fully, her one of her white slender fingers jabbing her chest.

"I was wondering the same thing. Somehow I think you're an impossible person to forget." I grumbled firmly and she laughed.

"But you forgot me." She wailed once she had stopped laughing,

"I'm sorry." I wailed back.

"But," she said and suddenly she was all bright and cheerful. God, I was never going to get this girl's mood swings. "I can think of something that will make you remember." She smiled at me. I took a wary step back. What sort of torture was she going to use on me, to get me to remember her."

"What?" I asked cautiously.

"SHOPPING." She squealed, jumping up and down excitedly, I was worried that I might lose my lounge room floor after she didn't stop bouncing after ten seconds. I groaned.

"Shopping." I moaned. Shopping; the worst sort of torture.

"Shopping." She said far more calmly (and quietly), I sighed, I knew there was going to be no way to get out of this. And if I tried Alice would hunt me down.

Carlisle

"They are unique. They are unlike any other vampires to ever walk this Earth."

"Oh really, and why is that?"

"Their abilities make them… special."

"And their abilities are?"

"Those of which some vampires may possess but at a much grander scale."

"They will be powerful?"

"Very much so."

"Can they be controlled?"

"Of cause! They will be the perfect soldiers"

"Have any gotten away?"

"Sadly, yes, one, many, many years ago, but that child is most likely dead and will pay no threat to us."

"Why, did that one get away?"

"I was interrupted."

"By?"

"Ah, well, Werewolves."

"Werewolves?"

"I barely escaped with my life and the child was only at her second day, there was no way she could have survived such an attack from those creatures."

"Very well then, continue but we will expect regular reports and if…"

"I understand perfectly well. I promise you this war, with these vampires, we can surely not lose."

"We should hope not."

Carlisle stared at his computer scene with little interest. He wasn't sure why he remembered that meeting at Volterra. It was irreverent to what he was doing now, but he couldn't stop thinking about it. About what Rodriguez was doing or what he was planing to do.

He scowled at the screen. He hadn't known until three years ago about the special army that was being built for the Volturi. The army, apparently, had been around for many years, almost fifty seven years. That had surprised him; he had had no idea about them and when he had told his family about them, they were equally as surprised to hear about them, especially Jasper, who had never heard of such an army, such as the one Rodriguez had built and was still building, though apparently the new members were kept separated, though according to Rodriguez the young ones had no interest in fighting each other and their hunger was not as great or as dangerous as for others.

But how was that possible, Carlisle wasn't sure, but he would certainly like to meet one of these "unique" vampires. He probably would, one day, maybe close, maybe far, he didn't know.

He looked up from his computer screen when he heard the slamming of the front door.

Pushing up and away from his desk, he went downstairs to welcome his children home.

Upon seeing his father, Edward frowned at him and wondered why his father was thinking of Rodriguez.

Carlisle shrugged at his son searching look, then frown slightly.

"Where's is Alice?" he asked.

"No idea, she just disappeared after school." Emmett said. Carlisle glanced at Edward and Jasper, both looked irritated but not overly worried.

"I'm going to my room." Edward said suddenly and without waiting for an answer he stalked up stairs to his room. They all flinched as he slammed his door.

"Wow, and I thought he couldn't possibly get into any worse of a mood." Emmett commented, Jasper nodded in agreement.

"How is he doing?" Carlisle asked his son. Jasper glanced at him.

"Imagine you're being torn to pieces, burned and stabbed all at the same time and you might come close to what he's feeling." Jasper sighed. Carlisle knew that at this moment Jasper hated his talent; for once his gift of calming emotions didn't work. No matter how much Jasper tried to calm his brother's emotions down, nothing seemed to be able to tame the terrible pain that was forever within Edward. It was hard for Edward to control his temper which meant he stayed far away from his family often. Carlisle and Esme were both grateful that he was staying for so long with them this time and that he had actually come to Forks with them.

"God, I wish he'd just get over her already! We haven't seen her in, oh, fifty six years and he's still sulking." Rosalie snapped angrily, the three vampires flinched.

"You have no idea how he feels." Jasper snarled at her. He was so sick of Rosalie and her complaining about Edward and his feeling.

His shoulders fell, it was all his fault that Edward was feeling this way, if he hadn't attacked her, Edward would be happy and maybe she'd even be here with them, making them all happy in different ways. And he ruined everything. For everyone. For Edward. For Bella. And for Alice.

He groaned, how much did Alice mourn for her friend. Alice had been almost as depressed as Edward, but lately she had been able to pull herself out of her depressed state.

Carlisle put a hand on his shoulder and gave him a reassuring smile.

Though it didn't take away his guilt, Jasper smiled weakly back, before returning to pounder how best to murder his little wife for making him feel as if the world was crashing around him and to feel close to what Edward was feeling

Edward

He had to do it sometime. He needed to know! He needed to know how she was, if she was even alive. If she had gotten married, maybe to that Damn Mike (nah, he wasn't her type) maybe Jacob, (they seemed to have something between them) and if she had had children and grandchildren and great grandchildren.

He sat in front of his computer in his room. His fingers posed of the keyboard, his eyes on the screen before he gently typed her name in the Search engine.

Isabella Swan (Forks)

He ran the down the list of chooses, trying to find something that sounded even remotely like something to do with her.

On the second page his eyes found a link that made his un-beating heart grow tight within his chest.

Missing Police Chief's Daughter

With quivering fingers he used the mouse to touch the link, closing his eyes and pinching his nose between his fingers before he read the article.

Police Chief's Daughter Missing

Charlie Swan, Police Chief of Forks police station, eighteen year old daughter, Isabella Swan has disappeared.

Apparently, according to Chief Swan, this is not the first time his daughter has gone missing, but the other time she was found shortly after being reported missing, by twenty year old, Sam Uley, in the woods just behind the Swan's house, in September last year. It was hoped that she would once again be found as she had the previous time, but sadly this has not been the case.

Rumours have been going around that the eighteen year old, who has been known to wander off on her, in woods and such, has fallen victim to the Bear that has already taken many lives in the Forks area. Despite the most likely scenario that the girl has fallen victim to the Bear, Chief Swan, still hopes to find at least her or at least her remains, as they had with the other victims, but so far there has been no sign of ever finding Isabella Swan's body.

However the confliction and his grief, Chief Swan says he will continue searching for the Bear and stop it from killing anymore people, though he has voice doubts that the "Bear" is really a bear, for apparently, his missing Daughter actually saw the creature or creatures on one of her "walks" in the woods and said they were more wolf like then bear, but since there are no other evidence or eye witness that have said anything about wolfs, the police and rangers will continue hunting for the Bear and hopefully find the missing girl.

Though it does not look hopeful. Isabella Swan has apparently been fighting against strong Depression for quite a number of mouths. Though her father says she was improving over the last couple of mouths, there were times; he admits she would, relapse back into what he and others called her Zombie state. It is possible the girl depression over took her and she consider suicide, but there is also no prove of that and Chief Swan snapped that his daughters depression had never gone anywhere near suicide attempts, and once again empathised that his daughter had been improving over the last couple of mouths, with the help of a family friend, who as Chief Swan stated, help put her back together again and gave her a reason to smile. He was her sun; Chief Swan quoted, almost smiling before falling grim once more.

It is still unknown what exactly happen to the girl but the search for her and the Bear are still going strong.

Edward flicked down to the next article that had some reference to Bella. He skimmed the first couple of paragraphs before he found what he was looking for.

The search for missing, eighteen year old Isabella Swan has been called off. Though her remains have not been found as of yet, the chances of the girl still being alive after a mouth of being out in the wilderness with a Bear are slim. Though the Rangers and Police will continue keeping an eye out for the girl, they have little hope of finding her remains.

Chief Swan, Isabella's father has publicly announced that he believes his daughter to be dead, though he also says he will not stopping looking for any clues as to how his daughter met her sad fate and is determine to find her remains.

With another victim proclaimed dead, by the claws and jaws of this bear, people are more desperate then ever to bring this creature down, before it can take anymore lives, though strangely, the last victim to be known to be attack was actually Isabella Swan. No more attacks have taken place since the girl's disappearance; this however has not weakened the fire of revenge in the Forks community.

The search for the Bear will continue despite the fact it has not killed for over a mouth….

Edward couldn't read anymore. He was surprised that he had made it that far threw the articles.

She was dead! It had said she was most likely dead!

Eighteen! She had died at eighteen! Not even a year had passed since he and his family had left and she had died within it.

He clamped a hand over his mouth to stop himself from screaming. Why hadn't Alice seen this? Why? Why? WHY?

She was suppose to be safe. She was suppose to be happy, to finish school, get a job, maybe move somewhere sunny, get married, have children, grandchildren and great grandchildren. And die happy and loved and with a soul.

But she hadn't, she had been alone and feeling unloved when she died, all alone, meeting her fate at the jaws of a Bear.

He rocked back and forth in his chair, he couldn't breathe, think, do nothing. Nothing but feel the terrible pain inside of him, killing him.

Oh, but just let it, let it kill him. He wanted to die. He wanted to so badly.

But how? His was a Vampire and they weren't easy to kill, except for a couple of ways and he was sure that Jasper nor Emmett not Carlisle nor anyone would help him do any other them.

But there might be a family that might. He closed his eyes and remembered a conversation that he had had a life time ago with her.

"Anyway, you don't irritate the Volturi," he had told her calmly. "Not unless you want to die – or whatever it is we do."

He remembered so clearly her pale face going from anger to horror. She had grabbed his face between her hands and had held it tightly between them and had said.

"You must never, never, never, thing of anything like that again!" she had said. "No matter what might ever happen to me, you are not allowed to hurt yourself!"

He frowned at that. Burt how could she possible think he could live with the knowledge that she was no longer walking on the earth with him, even if it wasn't beside him but on the other side of the world. The only thing that had stopped him from going to the Volturi sooner was the knowledge, well, what he had thought to be the knowledge that she was still breathing, living in the world. But he had been wrong. She was dead and had been for fifty six years and he had been living without a purpose.

Well for no longer!

Moving as quickly and quietly, he crossed his room and grabbed his wallet and a jacket, pulling it on.

Writing a quick, squally note to his family about what he had found out and what he was planning to do, pleading with them not to come and stop him or they have a very, very angry vampire on their hands and that he would kill every human in sight if they tried to stop him and until they let him go threw with his plan.

He thought it would be a high bet, that his family wouldn't find the note until at least late the next morning, which would be fine since he'd be long gone by then.

Moving quickly, he open his window and he was about to jump when he remember his sister's gift. Would she know now that he was planing and be ready to jump the moment he leaped out his window.

He scowled for the second time that night he cursed his sister's gift and hated it with all of what was left of his breaking, grieving heart.

Oh screw it, if she saw what he was doing, fine, she'd never be able to catch him or stop him from what he was planning to do.

Nothing would stop him. Nothing.

He leaped out his window and ran into the night, without looking back.

Alice Point of View

I bounced home. I was happy! Really, really Happy! Bella was alive and a vampire. So ok, she doesn't remember me, well much of me, but that'll change, I just need to take her shopping a couple of times and she remember everything! You'll see.

"I'm Home!" I squealed as I bounced threw the front. The moment enter I was bombard by Jasper, demanding to know where the hell I had been. He's such a sweetie, worrying about me when I had been gone only six hours, I would have been gone long if I hadn't remembered that Jasper was such a worry wart.

"I was just talking to a friend." I explained once everyone had gathered around. Well, nearly everyone, Edward wasn't there, but that's normal these days, he's most likely up in his room, sulking. But he won't be sulking for much longer, I thought grinning to myself.

"A friend?" "

"Yep, she's vampire. A vegetarian one." I added quickly, seeing the startled looks of my family.

"well, that's wonderful." Esme said, truly happy, probably the only one who was, besides me, but I had a good reason to be.

"yeah it is. Ok, hold questions til later, ok, I need to talk to Edward for a moment." I said, already up the stairs before anyone could protest or do anything really.

"Edward." I sang as I banged on his door. No answered. This is normal, Edward rarely answers his door after the first knock. He thinks if he doesn't answer it after the first couple of knocks we'll give up. Normally we do, but not tonight.

I continued to knock loudly, still singing his name, but still no answer, no angry voice telling me to get lost.

No.

No nothing!

Now I was starting to worry. Without much consideration for the door, kicked it down with one kick.

He wasn't there!

His window was open and his computer was on, but he wasn't there.

I walked to his computer to check out what he had been looked at. My heart sunk, then plummeted to my toes.

He thought she was dead!

Well she is!

But she isn't gone forever dead!

My eyes caught sight of a note with Edward's pretty, but this time snarly writing on it. I began to feel ill, and the illness only grew stronger as I saw Edward walking towards the Volturi asking to die!

"JASPER! ESME! CARLISLE! ROSALIE! EMMETT!" I screamed, clenching the note tightly in my hand as I sprinted out of Edward's room, down the stairs.

"WHAT!" several voices screamed back at me as I sprinted passed them as I ran out the front door, throwing the note back to them as I went.

If Edward was going to die because he thought Bella was dead, then there was no way we could stop him except for us to bring Bella to him to prove that she wasn't.

I ran to Forks, forgetting all about our rules of pretending to be human, only caring to get to Bella as quickly as possible so that we could get to Edward as quickly as possible.

I came to her apartment block about five minutes after reading the note.

"BELLA"

Author's Note: Please do not kill me, about the cliff-hanger! But it was the only way i could end this, without going off again, hundred mile an hour. So Edward's off to get himself killed by the Volturi because he thinks Bella's dead. Well she is, but she isn't. Alice is going to have to try and convice Bella to help save him in the next chapter, which is a pretty big ask, but does anyone think she'll say, "No she won't help save him"?

Now if only the he had waited maybe til morning then he wouldn't have to worry about killing himself with the Volturi's help, he could go beat himself up about Bella being a Vampire with a really bad case of anmesia and figure out how to get her to remember her, which is if you ask me is a far more productive use of his time then going off to Italy to get himself killed.

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and it would be very nice for a couple reviews about it, cause i'm really pushing myself with school work and home work and home life to get these updates up. Oh home-schooling how I miss you.

See things are beginning to move, the peddle has fallen and the avolanch has begun!

Anyway, see you again soon.

Bye