The feast of all saints

'if we do something, we have to do it now' Aro snarled slamming his fist on the marvel table in the Culen residence receiving a disapproving look from Esme. 'Sorry Esme, anyway, we have to strike, before they attack us. Jane is on the edge, tell them Alec, you feel her and I feel her trough you. Alec…Alec, you hear me , ALEC…'

Alec's POV

Pain. Sharp and excruciating pain. Thousands of stakes being shoved trough my body. Frozen flames licking their way up to my mouth waiting to erupt in the scream I'm holding. Something is wrong with Vivin, our imprint is breaking, god make it stop, WHATS HAPPENING TO HER … I get the last glimpse of her thoughts 'I love you, Alec' and there's only silence and emptiness. She is gone. Somehow I know it was not just momentary pain. Somehow I know that if I go searching for her I will only find a corpse. I feel empty. She is gone.

'she is gone' I whisper trough cracked lips.

'who's gone,Alec, who' Marcus is suddenly there to help me. He knows how it feels.

'they kille her, master' I whisper.

'Jane, they killed Jane…' Esme is panicking now. From what I remembered from my human days, my mother was not nice… I wish she'd been like Esme. Hmmmm, that's an interesting tought… I can think of everything now. The part of my mind that preoccupied by Vivian can breathe. I can think of all now not only her. The problem is that I can't remember how to think of other things. Focus,Alec, focus. Focus on something that will keep you from falling to a Mrcus-like state. What did you think of before Vivian… what, think… yes Jane, think of Jane. You know her exact location. Tell everyone where Jane si. Jane is important. You can think of her. Yes.

'no. jane is alive. the main house. You enter it, you walk on the left. There's a trapdoor on the floor. It leads to the basement. my sister is there.' My voice is empty, hollow, I can't even recognize it.

Aro comes to me and takes my hand. For a mere second he holds it and then suddenly he lets go and steps away snarling.

'you've mated with one of them' he spat.

'yes' I say flatly 'she's the one dead' it's so easy to say it once you'va accepted it. It still hurts, but admitting it out loud makes it easier.

'so I see' Aro sayssilently.

'your imprint died' Marcus states quietly. He walks over and places his hand on my shoulder sympathetically.

Suddenly I find myself on the floor gasping, I look up and I see… Corin. Her hair is bright red. She is furious.

'YOU WERE IN LOVE WITH A WEREWOLF.' She screaned uncontrollably and slammed my head in the floor 'YOU WERE WITH HER, ALL THESE TIMES WHEN YOU DISSAPIARED YOU WITH HER. WHY ISNT ANYONE REACTING WHY DON'T YOU ADMIT IT HE'S A TRAITOR CAIUS WHY AREN'T YOU REACTING YOU OF ALL PEOPLE SHOULD BE TEARING HIM TO SHREDS… YOU… YOU … YOU SAID NO TO ME BUT YOU WERE WITH HER ALL THAT TIME WHILE I WAS WONDERING HOE TO CUT MY WRISTS AND SILENTLY GOING EMO OVER YOU… FELIX IT'S NOT FUNNY… AAAARGH.'

'CALM DOWN' Athenodora yelled. Finally some oice of reason. 'corin get off Alec, will you, and return to your place, Aro keep speaking without damaging the furniture, caius, you are absolutely not going to tear Alec to shreads and ummmmmmm yeah that's it. Aro, give us the words of wisdom', she said sarcastically.

Third person POV

'you know how much I love speeches, so I'll make this short. We will divine in tree groups. Each group will have Volturi soldiers in it. We attack them from tree sides. The families will not separate. It is best if we fight with people we know by our sides. Le's get working. We attack when they leat expect us. In broad daylight we have roughly a few hours to prepare. MOVE'