A/N: Hey, guys. sorry it's been so long. College got in the way :(

I don't know how to write fight scenes very well, so pleaseeee tell me how i did. It's spring break so i'll try(no guarantees, work up-ed my hours cause of break) to get a second chapter out. Remember, i still require 4 reviews for the next update :)

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He looked back at me with such pain in his eyes that I couldn't help but feel bad for him.

"No, Bella. I swear to you I will never hurt you. I promise."
And I believed him. It was like a month ago in that alleyway. I knew with every fiber of my being that I was safe. It was no different now.

Well, actually that's not true. There was a small difference. I now knew he was a vampire when before I did not.

Even though I knew his skin was rock hard, his expression mad him look so fragile, so helpless, and so very, very hurt.

I decided to try for a small joke. "It's not nice to swear."

It took a minute for him to catch on to the joke, but the he gave this small little half laugh kind of thing.

I tentatively reached out and placed my hand on his cheek. And just like a month ago, the same feelings of peace and of safety washed over me.

Like some higher power or something was telling me I was safe. That I was where I belonged.

Now that I was done freaking out over the whole vampire thing, I could calmly look at my freaky situation.

Some things were confusing and many unclear, but the one thing that I was absolutely sure of was that Aaron was not a danger to me.

Not a threat.

"I trust you, Aaron."

His answering smile to my words could have blinded the world with its brilliance.

I smiled back at him gently.

His smile turned wry before he spoke again.

"Nifty little family, huh?"

I gave a small laugh.

"Do the rest of your family members have powers?"

He cocked his head at me. "Some of the girls are faster than the rest of us and some of the guys, myself included and if I had to guess I would bet Emmett is too, are stronger. But powers like Leslie and you? Not that we know of or have been told about."

I didn't realize it until then, but I was tense waiting for his answer. I relaxed when he didn't know of any more powers.

He smile and pulled me into a hug.

"I'm sorry I scared you. But I promise you, not one is coming after you. You're safe now."

I smiled as I returned his hug.

We should have known better.

We had been inspecting my new weapon upstairs when it happened.

We had figured out, about my weapon, that it had triggers that somehow were able to tap it to my powers or I was able to subconsciously guide my powers to the gun thing. Most of the triggers were for fire, air, and water. Earth stuff didn't really have a purpose coming out of a gun-type thing. There were a couple yellow colored triggers that we had yet to experiment with that we had no idea what it was for.

Anyways, we had been upstairs inspecting and testing my new weapon when we heard the door fly open followed immediately by the sound of the windows shattering as the force rocked through the house. I quickly clipped my weapon back into my shirtsleeve just in time for two vampires to appear in the doorway of the room Aaron and I were in.

Aaron automatically moved in front of me. Seconds later he crouched.

It took me a moment as to why he suddenly was in a defensive stance.

It took me a moment for their figures to focus, but they I could see why Aaron was defensive.

Three reasons.

First off, both vampires were male. And if male vampires in comparison to girl vampires were anything like the comparison between their human counterparts, then these vamps were automatically stronger.

Second, the olive-skinned vamp was just about as big as Aaron. That was reason enough to be on edge.

But the last reason was most important.

My eyes were drawn to the white-skinned man in front. He was tall and lean with blonde-hair pulled back into a ponytail.

His eyes crackled furiously with barley restrained and unhidden fury.

And those furious eyes were trained on me.

"James…" Aaron murmured soothingly.

Suddenly, I recognize this James.

He had been the strange visitor back nearly 6 months ago when I was still in the hospital. But I had never met him and Aaron had seemed to have been on good terms with him. In fact he had been worried about me finding out about him.

Apparently, they weren't so much on good terms.

"So, you hang out with killers now?" James sneered.

If I hadn't been so terrified I would have asked him what exactly a vampire was. Cause their eyes were most definitely red which mean they hunted humans.

Red eyes vamps=murderers.

Aaron shifted me more behind him. "What are you talking about James?"

I peered around his arm as the dark one spoke up.

"The girl. She killed Veronica."

Aaron didn't say anything, but I knew he was confused.

So was I, in fact.

The only person, or thing I guess, I had killed had been…

"You mean the red-haired lady?" my voice was tiny and meek when I spoke.

The dark one nodded at me.

I went to speak but Aaron beat me.

"Who are you?" Aaron asked as he sized the guy up.

"I am Heath. I was Veronica's caretaker if you will, up until we joined with James."

There was silence besides a slight hissing noise coming from James before I spoke again.

"I didn't mean to kill her. Besides, she was trying to eat me."

Heath deflated and stepped back with an 'oh.' This made all the difference to him.

James on the other hand-not so much. The fact that I was supposed to be this Veronica's next meal only seemed to anger him further.

"Food isn't supposed to fight back!" James snarled.

Heath obviously agreed with this as he tensed back up and stepped back up and glared at me.

"She isn't food!" Aaron snarled back.

All three were crouched, slightly growing, and ready to spring.

"She's a stupid, pathetic human!"

"SHE. IS. MINE!"

I couldn't track what all happened next.

I heard three different growls and then I was thrown against the wall.

When I looked up Heath had Aaron pinned to the ground and James was slowly staking towards me.

I quickly stood up and pressed my back up against the wall.

I had my weapon, of course, but I didn't know if I could get a good enough aim to use it without hitting Aaron. If I could get him to lunge at me and somehow get him to crash through the window, it would make things quite a bit easier.

He sauntered forward and everything else just kinda…well, faded out.

You know how in movies, there will be some huge fight scene going on with big explosions and all that, then everything else gets fuzzy and quiet as we focus on two people and what they're saying and doing?

Well, that's pretty much what happened to me.

Aaron's growls and roars, which had been deafening just a few moments ago, because a distant, soft, almost whooshing sound.

The lights seemed to dim and the only thing left in bright light was James.

He smiled evilly at me and spoke to me in a way that would have been soothing coming from anyone else.

"What a pretty little girl. Such a pretty face to be committing such horrible deeds like murder."

I don't know what happened, but I suddenly felt this tangible need to play along with his taunt.

So I did.

"And what is it you do? James, isn't it? What do you call what you do? Cause it sounds exactly like murder to me."

He seemed surprised and amused that I was talking back.

I was just gland that my voice didn't break or come out shaky.

He shrugged. "I do what I need to survive."

"And I do what I need to do. Which, unfortunately for you, was killing your wife."

He raised his fist to punch me and everything stopped.

Well, actually, I sped up. Don't know how, but I did.

It changed everything.

I could see exactly where James' punch would land if I dodged it and where it would hit if I didn't.

I was about to move out of the way, when power, which I had only caught a glimpse of during practices, surged through me.

I don't know how I knew what to do, but I pulled the air around me, specifically around my hand, as I put my arm out and caught his punch.

It still hurt pretty well, it sent shockwaves up my arm, and I'd probably have a bruise by the end of the night.

But I stopped a vampire's punch and I had felt a lot more pain than what I had felt when stopping it.

Especially in the last 6 months.

I looked back up into James' astonished eyes as everything came back into focus and out of the weird dimmed, movie-like thing.

Aaron had stopped growling and Heath had his mouth hanging open.

Aaron caught onto this and took advantage of the slack, and sprung a counterattack on Heath.

I still held James' fist in mine as he unfroze from the shock. I saw the glint pass through his eyes before he tricked me.

Well, tried to trick me anyways.

Spreading his fingers out and clasping on my hand, he pushed our interlocked hands towards me-my face actually.

But everything was still in that super-sharp I-move-faster-than-everything type of focus for me.

He wasn't the blur of speed he should have been. It was almost as if I were fighting a younger human.

I rolled my eyes at the obviousness of his move, as I sidestepped him and yanked my hand free as he crashed into the wall behind me.

I had been totally focused on James, assuming Aaron could take care of Heath, so when I felt Heath move towards me I wasn't fast enough to get in a good defensive stance.

As James recovered from crashing, Heath grabbed my right arm just below the elbow and at the tip of my wrist.

Just barley missing my weapon.

I was now panicking. I couldn't reach the triggers on my weapon and he was about to drain me from my wrist-while James watched, smiling.

Acting purely on impulse, I let my fire sense shoot up my arm towards my weapon.

As he placed his teeth just on my skin I felt, in my wrist, a series of pinches. Not painful, just there.

Like they would have been clicks if they had been on the weapon itself.

The moment the last one happened, a volley of fire shot out of the weapon.

And Heath became a pile of ash.

James roared and charged before Aaron intercepted him.

The sharpness from before faded, and while they still were not shapeless blurs, they were still much too fast for me to fight.

They were in the middle of the room now.

James got in a hard kick that sent Aaron flying. When I tried to help, I was thrown back. Hard.

I crashed through the window and dropped two stories.

I managed to cushion my fall slightly, but it sill hurt.

I got up just to be pushed back down again by James.

Then, James started pushing me across the backyard; running to catch me before I fell, then push me a different way.

It was a struggle to get a hold on anything, especially while wondering where the crap Aaron was at, so it was a miracle I grabbed onto anything at all.

I took my air sense and pushed away from James with everything I had.

Or so I thought.

Instead of going away from him, I ended up speeding up towards him; I closed my eyes and waited for the impact of his hands…

…And felt the impact of hitting the ground instead.

I looked up. James hadn't moved. Somehow I had gone through him…

I didn't have time to think about it. I heard Aaron call my name in panic as I focused on my personal hunter.

As he leaned down towards me, I instinctually shoved my weapon to his temple and hit the fire trigger.

I thought.

Fire didn't come out. I don't know what did. But he screamed as his body spasmed.

After a few moments, he dropped to the ground at my feet. Unmoving.

Aaron reached us a few moments later and dropped down to a knee as he lifted James' eyelids up. A strange look claimed his features.

"Bella," he whispered as he looked up at me in awe.

"You knocked him out."

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