Here it is-chapter 4! I'm am soooooooooooooooooooo sorry this is so late, I got so busy and I didn't have time for Solstice, or any other story for that matter. But I hope you'll forgive me!

Another Disclaimer: I own nothing, except for the character of Rosemary, who I made up.

A/N: I've tried really hard in this chapter to get Bella's character right, because I know I did a really bad job in the last chapter, but I've been researching. Namely, reading Twilight almost five times. So I'll do my best!

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Alice's POV

Even with Emmett's obvious strength, the werewolf overpowered him. The wolf had
Emmett's arms held back with his front legs, his legs with his back. He was growling inarticulately. If only Carlisle was here to translate. We had no idea what he was trying to say. We didn't know why he was there. Then it dawned on me, suddenly and violently.

"Edward!" I breathed his name silently; he turned to me, completely calm despite the circumstances.

"The Treaty!" He realized it too, starting gently. Edward had completely unwittingly broken the treaty by killing a human, or rather, sixteen of them. Now, the wolves had license to kill every one of us. I prayed a silent prayer of happiness that Carlisle, Esme and Rosalie had gotten away safely. Jasper was still holding onto Bella. Her eyes were curious, not frightened, as she looked at the grey wolf leaning over Emmett.

A human walked out of the woods, a werewolf who hadn't phased. She was young, new member to the pack who we hadn't seen. Her skin was tanned and she had blood red hair. She looked at us intelligently, her head coked, eying us all.

"The girl comes with us." Her voice was like milk and honey, yet harsh and determined. She nodded to the wolf that was still straddling Emmett, who leaped up, taking his place by the girl's side. She waltzed over to Bella and grabbed her, pinning her arms behind her back. Her eyes turned back to ours.

"Rosemary." All of our eyes met each others and when we turned back to the spot where she was standing, she had disappeared. With Bella. We stood there for a few moments, gazing off in the direction they had gone. Edward was sitting on the hood of the Volvo, his head resting on one of his hands, the other pinching the bridge of his nose. He was obviously more frustrated than he let on to be.

"Well." Emmett said, getting up from the grass and brushing his clothes off. "Let's get a move on. We'll have to go quickly if we want to reach Alaska before those dogs get to us." He opened the back door of the Volvo, motioning for Jasper to join him. He didn't move, looking at me, waiting for command. I didn't know what to do. I was torn between family and a girl who had so unexpectedly and unwittingly been shoved into our lives. And what "those dogs" would to do Bella was completely unknown to me. Once again, I regretted not being able to see where the wolves were. Edward stared at me too, but I couldn't' issue the order I knew he wanted me to. Because family comes before everything else.

Always.

Bella's POV

A/N: Yeah, I know I said I wouldn't switch, but I couldn't tell this part from Alice's POV and it was important that it was told, so…I apologize.

The girl marched me through the forest. WE were traveling at a quick pace, too quick for me, and I tripped a lot, only to be tugged back up and forced on again. The greenness was unnerving, so bright I thought for sure there was no way it could have been natural. Someone must've painted every vine, every leaf with a neon paint that had gradually faded to the vibrant green of now. Then the colors swirled around my face, unnaturally close. A freezing wetness ran down my face. Surely I wasn't crying. I wasn't sad, I wasn't frightened. Then the world shifted back to its unnatural normal. I had tripped over a tree root and fallen face-first into a mossy puddle. That must be, what, number seven?

The girl, Rosemary, sat down on a tree stump, eyeing me curiously. I wasn't sure what to do, to run or just keep standing there like an idiot. Her gaze held me fast, running would've been impossible. Her eyes were grey, and almost clear. She didn't look at me patronizingly, just with genuine curiosity.

"You don't know anything." She said it as a question, assuming that the Cullens hadn't been kind enough to explain to me what was going on. Of course, she was correct.

"Darn. I thought I was doing such a good job at hiding my ignorance." Have I ever mentioned that I love sarcasm?

She pointed a condescending finger at me.

"Make jokes while you can. But soon you won't be able to. So enjoy it." She crossed her arms, cocking her head with a slight smile on her face. I felt like I was the butt of some inside joke I didn't know about. When I refused to speak, she continued.

"The Cullens. What do you know about them?"

I considered what I knew as fact. Not much, I realized, as I racked my brain for something good to say.

"Nothing except for the fact that they're insanely beautiful and obviously not human." Why was I explaining myself to this girl? This was the second time I'd been kidnapped in one day. That has to be a new record. Rosemary snorted.

"Of course. They would like to keep you stupid before they eat you. They dazzle you with their beauty and then…" She paused dramatically.

"So they're wild animals in disguise?" I knew that wasn't the answer, but, like I said, I do so love sarcasm. It's the one thing I can actually do well. Which doesn't really make up for the things I don't do well: lie, play sports and walk without falling on my face. It doesn't exactly add up.

Rosemary's lips were clenched. Clearly she wasn't used to being subjected to verbal abuse.

"I'll have you know, I will not be spoken to that way." Bingo. I had it exactly right. "But I suppose I should tell you everything. You were right on all accounts. The Cullens are insanely beautiful and they are not human." She paused, looking around the forest, making sure we were in a secure location. "The Cullens have been alive for decades, centuries for some. The one that took you…Edmund is it? Anyway, he's been alive since the early 1900s." She looked at me, expecting me to go into shock or something, but I had expected it. Actually, I had had a few theories about "Edmund", but those didn't matter now, as I was about to find out the real truth. Finally.

"Today Edmund broke an ancient agreement that has been around since the first one changed." Changed? "As long as they didn't cross our border line and didn't kill any human, we would let them stay here. But Mr. Edmund killed sixteen people. After we get back to the reservation I am sending out scouts to kill every one of them. Including the three they sent out to Seattle. I have five of the best trackers in the world. They will find them the hour I send them out." She shook her head. "Anyway, I'm getting ahead of myself. The Cullens. They're vampires."

I thought about laughing, but the sincerity on her face made it impossible to. She was serious. She meant it. Edward was a vampire. If that was so…that meant…Well, I don't think I would've had a problem with him drinking my blood, if it wouldn't have killed me that is. It makes me sick as it is.

"Well if the Cullens are vampires, what are you?"

She laughed; it was music. Just like the music box I had had when I was younger, the same twinkly tones.

"I, my dear, am human." She stared straight into my eyes. "Unless I get angry."

A picture of the Hulk came into my mind.

"Wolf. I believe your dear vampire friends called us dogs."

A werewolf. Well, that would explain the huge grey thing that had crashed into Edward's brother. He had stalked off earlier, going back to camp, I suppose, to ready the troops.

"So, let me get this straight. The Cullens are vampires, and you are werewolves. Well, where are the pixies and trolls?

She laughed again.

"Fairytales. Do you still believe the stories you read as a child?"

I didn't, I thought.

"Well, my dear, there's more of the story to tell. If you still want to hear it."

I nodded without hesitation.

"The Cullens claim to be what they call "vegetarian" vampires. They claim to feed only on animals of the forest. But, obviously, that is not true. Your Ed…Ed…" She shook her head. "He is extremely dangerous. That is why we must kill him. I suppose he will not be mourned, for there will be no one left to mourn him. The rest of his family will die at the same time. They think they can overpower us, and they could, but they think our pack is small. Little do they know how it has been growing, every person on the reservation has phased." Her eyes were darkening with anticipation. "Our pack now holds over twenty of us. How will they fare if they are surrounded by their worst enemy? Not as well as they think…Dear me, I've revealed too much to you. We must get going back to the reservation now. The pack will wonder where I've gone."

And with that, she swept off the ground with a fluid movement, stalking in the eastern direction, not looking back to check if I would follow, because she knew that I would undoubtedly be with her when she reached the camp. I hesitated, looking behind me toward the Cullen house. I had a choice: vampires or werewolves. I shrugged. Well, the werewolves have certainly been the nicer ones. I turned, without tripping, miraculously, and followed after Rosemary.

When I finally broke through the forest, having gotten lost at least three times, it was growing dark. The sunset was invisible through the clouds, except for a few silver edges along the smallest ones.

"Every cloud has a silver lining." I mused, too quiet for anyone else to hear. Well, where was the silver lining here? I racked my brain, trying to think of something. The fact that I had been exposed to a new mythological universe hardly could be considered a good thing. Well, I'd gotten the chance to exercise my sarcasm. There it is. The silver lining. And what a thin one it was.

For the first time, I noticed what was going on around me. A bonfire that stretched to the sky rose in the middle of the camp. All around stalked wolves, different colors, black, grey and white. Some were practicing attack maneuvers with others, while some were lazing around the fire. A human, or who appeared to be a human, walked across the yard, raising his arms and shouting, shaking. He was immediately replaced by a grey wolf, the same one who had been with Rosemary at the Cullen's. Rosemary spotted me, stalking across the yard toward me.

"You took your time getting here. Got lost a few times, did you?" She seemed to think the thought was humorous. The grey wolf took her side, rubbing his head against her leg.

"Oh, I don't think you've met Sam. He's the second in command here."

Second? Surely the largest of all of the wolves would be the leader. I looked around the yard for another macho-male type wolf that could possibly be the leader.

"You're looking in the wrong direction, dear."

So that was it. Rosemary was the leader of the pack. A female.

"Stand back. I've got to change now to lead. You don't want to get hurt. Oh, and don't take it personally if I don't talk to you after this. Wolves can't talk to humans."

And with that phrase, she disappeared, enveloped in a shining cocoon. I obediently took a few steps away. Then she appeared in her wolf form.

Her fur was red, like blood, as though it had been stained from a thousand battles. She was smaller than most wolves, but as she walked, she absolutely radiated importance. Her fur was thick, and rolled across her muscles in rolling waves, like the oceans'. The wolves were getting excited now. They were finally getting to be able to do what they've been longing to for a long time, to kill the vampires. A few let out gentle growls, the younger ones yipped. But when Rosemary took her place at the front of the fire, all went still. She looked to her left, then to her right, then put her nose up to the sky and howled. The rest joined in, a chorus of the hunt.

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Well, now Bella knows the truth and the wolves are going to kill the Cullens. What will happen next? You'll have to wait and find out!

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