Isabel POV

I stared up at the man with a mixture of emotions. I tried to stand up, the chains were keeping me held in place though. "Why aren't you dead? Where am i? What the hell is going on?"

He regarded me with amusement, and then unlocked the door. He took a step towards me and i cowered away from him. This was just wrong on so many levels. He hesitated, and then unlocked the chains above me, holding out his hand for me to take it.

I stare at i distastefully and then stood up on my own. "I want answers Dad, now," he gave me an amused smile, and then gestured at the door.

I wasn't sure if this was a trick or what, but i did need answers. I moved out of the cell, catching Brandon's utterly baffled expression and gave him a pointed look, he nodded once, and then watched as my father escorted me out of the room.

We were in a house, a rather large one too. People glanced at us, most of them smelt like witches, but i caught a few demon scents. I swallowed thickly, disliking this whole situation completely. This was just wrong, all of us were supposed to hate each other, so why were demons, and witches working together, and my freaking dad, who was supposed to be dead. I had watched him die.

My father led me into an office, where a woman stood, smiling brightly. Holy shit it was my mother. She moved to hug me and i backed up instantly. I didn't trust dead people. She took on a hurt expression and then smiled at me brightly. "It's so good to see you again my beautiful little Isabel."

"Yeah, you too mom," i said weakly, giving her a smile. "I-," i took a deep breath, "what the hell is going on here?"

"Isabel, i thought it would've been obvious. We given the deal of a life time, when we heard you and your sister returned, we knew it all must be true," when my fathers words sunk in, all i could think was, 'oh shit'.

"What must be true?" i asked carefully, trying to grimace at their excited expressions. This was just too weird. I watched them die. All of us saw there dead bodies, we'd burned their bodies, so who the hell was standing in front of me?

"You and your sister of course, we've heard you've brought something very unique home with you, we wanted to thank you and give you the welcome you deserved," my mother said grinning. The welcome i deserved? They hit me over the head and locked me in a cell, that's a pretty messed up welcome anyway you spell it. Oh god, these two have lost their minds.

I stared at them wordlessly, "you do have the Power, dont you?" My father asked, with an unusual look in his eyes.

"Of course," i said instantly, i knew that look. It was a look that spoke volumes, mostly of torture and pain if you didn't give him what he wanted.

"You'll hand it over to us, wont you dear?" my mother asked, smiling at me knowingly.

"Yes, if i knew where Luna had put it," i said evenly. I needed Luna. "Luna put it somewhere before she'd moved, hid it, in case people came looking for us. She was going to tell me after the ball, she was going to take me to it. But we got separated before she could tell me it's location."

"Your sister has it? Why does a Darkling have the Power in the first place, how did she find it?" My father asked, in a sort of fascinated. At least they were buying this bullshit.

"We never had a lot of time to talk about it," i said shrugging. "All i know is that Luna is the only one who knows the exact location, she said only she could get it," i stared at their fearsome expression and frowned, "what?"

"We couldn't Luna. The Council has taken her prisoner, from what we've been told, Luna was questioned and interrogated with a knife that inserted silver into a werewolves bloodstream," my mom said frowning.

"When?" i asked in horror. That what the weird feeling i'd had was. Luna was dying, oh my god, what if she was already dead?

"About eight hours ago, chances are, she's probably already dead isabel," i felt my heart start to pound and i began to start breathing heavily.

"We need to find her, she's only one who knows how to get to the Power through the traps she set," i felt myself say. What if the La Push Pack knew, if they knew, then chances were, everyone at the house knew. Oh god, that's what we needed, a bunch of humans raining down on us.

"Are you sure you have no idea of it's location?" i glared at them furiously, their daughter was probably dying and all they wanted was power. Man everyone was just so corrupt nowadays.

"No i have no idea, if you want it, then we need to find her, and you better hope to God she's still alive, because if you dont fix her, there's no chance in hell she'll tell you a thing," i spat angrily.

They shared a look and then both of them moved towards the door and were barking orders for the next ten minutes. I went back into the basement, gripping the metal bars and then pulled hard. It snapped open and i grinned. I was glad to have Vierra back, i heard her huff in mind in agreement, and i pulled apart Brandon's chains.

A stranger appeared, "what you freeing him for?"

"If Luna finds out you've had him chained him up, she wont tell you crap about the Power, he's coming with us," Brandon just grinned, knowing what i was up to instantly.

The man just narrowed his eyes, but moved out of our way anyways. I kept Brandon close to me, considering we were surrounded by enemies. We went back upstairs, and my parents were barking orders at everyone. Everyone was crowded in the front foyer.

It seemed so unbelievable that everyone thought we had this big special power thing and they had no idea what it was. I mean, hell, i dont even know what it was. I was very glad that nobody seemed to know either, considering i needed to use that to my advantage right about now.

The Council had relocated on the edge of Vancouver Island, which i could use to my advantage. Sadly, driving the entire way back to Washington, yeah that wasn't going to work out well. But i couldn't take her on a plane, they'd be more likely to call an ambulance the second they saw the condition she was in. But it couldn't take too long, especially if we didn't stop, we could take turns driving.

"You think Adam's alive?" Brandon muttered.

"I dont know, Brandon, if Luna is, she can tell us," i said shaking my head. We needed to do this fast too, before all of currently human werewolves decided to show up in Vancouver armed and psychotic.

We took about six different sized boats to the Island, and the Mansion was right on the edge, so we fanned out and made our way towards the fortress. The fight started the moment we got there.

Brandon stayed right behind me, we had thought it best not to mention that i was still very much a wolf. That might raise a few suspicious questions. I watched my father for a moment, and a sort of burst of yellow fell from him. It was like a yellow with swirls of black. I eyed him for a moment, and the vision disappeared as quickly as it came. Why was he yellow, when the rest of the pack was purple? Yeah, something was not right with this man. I was beginning to doubt he was even my father.

A door burst open, and guards came flooding out, and Brandon and i climbed up onto the side of the house. I got to the ledge, cutting my arm on a piece of broken glass. I growled, lowly, feeling my eyes blaze and i took a calming breath. I pulled myself onto the balcony and then leaned over to reach for Brandon. His arm gripped mine and we fell over it panting.

"Let's find Luna," he muttered, pulling myself up along with him. I gripped the door knob, ripping it from it's hinges when it didn't open. I could hear the chaos downstairs, but the entrance to the basement was up here somewhere.

I saw a woman with dark blood red eyes run into a room. I followed her, kicking the door open. I stared around the lounge room frowning. There was no other door but this one. "the entrance is in here," i muttered to him and he locked the door, and shoved a table in front of it.

We searched the room, finding nothing. "This is bullshit," i growled, angrily, gripping a jar and whipping it across the room and into a full length mirror. It shattered, and i let out a relieved sound. Stairs were revealed behind it. I grabbed Brandon's arm and both of us went flying down the stairs.

"Holy crap, Adam," i breathed, seeing him in the second cell we passed.

"Hey, let me out," he muttered, and i gripped the door. I hissed and pulled my hand back as it burned.

He stared at me confused for a moment, and then touched it himself. He didn't burn, what the hell? "I can't touch the door," i muttered angrily. Brandon reached forward, and when he didn't get burned he let out a relieved breath. He knelt down, and pulled out a lock picking kit. I continued walking down the corridor, finding one of the last cells occupied.

I felt my breath catch and my chest tighten at the sight in front of me. Luna was in there, and she was on her back, but she was in bad shape. She was covered in bruises, and cuts and weird black veins were spreading out of some of the cuts. "Luna," i whispered, dropping to my knees. "Luna, sweetie, can you hear me?"

She didn't move, and i couldn't even tell if she was breathing. I slammed my palm against the bars, not caring about the burning. "Luna answer me!"

She didn't move at all, panic was beginning to settle. I could smell the poisoned flesh, like battery acid or something. I couldn't hear her heart, and she wasn't moving at all. "Luna wake up!" i shouted, slamming my hand against the door again.

I felt something burst from me, burning a huge whole through the cell and the wall behind her. I flew through the opening, dropping down to my knees next to her. "Luna, please, wake up," i whispered, pulling her into my arms. I pushed the hair from her face, clenching my jaw when i felt her cold skin.

"Isabel what did you do?" Brandon whispered, coming through the whole. Adam came in behind him and knelt down next to us.

I checked for her pulse, and got nothing. Adam checked after me and i tried doing CPR, despite how unlikely that was to help. "Let's go," Brandon said as we heard something crash upstairs. I lifted her into my arms, trying to push the image of her face from my mind. Her sickly pale skin, blue lips, the blood falling from her mouth, eyes and nose. I wasn't sure what to think, but i could smell the silver all over her. Even in her blood.

Whatever i'd done had blown a hole through the ground and into another room, which looked like some weird room right above the water. I didn't even know there was a room like this. "There's a boat, come on," Brandon muttered, searching for keys. I set her down in the speed boat, trying to clean whatever open wounds she had. She still wasn't moving, and i wasn't even sure she was alive, but i had the oddest feeling that she wasn't dead yet.

Brandon jumped into the boat and Adam caught a knife that flew at Brandon's head. "Thanks," Brandon muttered, and we flew out of the docking room.

Luckily we had a head start, so i wasn't too concerned about a crazy boat chase back to the marina. "When we get back, Adam you get us a car, Bella you get her to the pick up at the Marina road entrance, and i'll handle their cars."

"What are you going to do?" i asked frowning.

He grinned, "what i'm best at." Oh great, he was going to blow something up, i just hoped he didn't blow us up in the process.

I carried Luna to the entrance, as i got there, a huge black SUV pulled up next to me, and i saw Adam inside. Brandon appeared grinning, like there was no tomorrow and i laid her in the backseat gently, getting in after i had.

We pulled out as everyone reached the docks and as we exited the marina a huge explosion started. Then one vehicle after another, they all went up in flames, along with many other cars and several boats.

I stared at the orange clouds behind us and turned to Brandon. He looked incredibly proud of himself. "A human did that," was all he said, turning and sitting down in the passenger side to put his seat belt on.

I dialled the house number when we phone a cellphone in the car, and Nate answered. "Tell me your all okay."

I stared down at Luna, "Luna's been cut with a silver knife," silence met me and then a scuffle on the other end of the phone.

"Bella, where the hell are you guys?" Sam asked.

I frowned in distaste, "were coming home."

"What's happened to Luna? Whatever happened, it's effecting Paul."

"What?" i asked confused. "How does that work?"

"Imprints feel when there mate dies, but Paul's been feverish and throwing up for hours. What's happening to her?"

"She's really sick, but," i hesitated, "i think she's going to be okay though."

"How can you tell? She doesn't even have a heart beat and she's pretty cold Isabel," Adam said quietly.

"I just know," i said warily. "We'll be home in a few hours. Tell my family that," i said, before hanging up.

"Are you sure Bell?" Brandon asked, staring back at us. I turned back to Luna, who still hasn't moved.

I kissed her forehead, sighing. "I'm sure."

There was always just something about Luna that made her different from everyone else. She was always so different from the rest of us, she was a Darkling sure, but she was the most controlled Darkling i'd ever met. She was made for taking big hits, and she has, she'd pull through. I just knew she would. Luna was going to be fine. She just had to be, because i needed her as much as she needed me and i couldn't take on the whole world, not without her.