Isabel POV

We rushed for the building and coming short at an electrified fence. "Shit we need to climb," I said, centering myself and then throwing my body into the air.

She just rolled her eyes at me and climbed the tree the old fashioned way. I jumped u again, catching a branch and swung my body over and onto the open patch of snow, landing in a crouch.

I looked around, feeling completely exposed as there was nothing to hide us anymore. Someone saw us and I rushed them instantly, barely managing to collide with them, as a single shot went off. We hit the ground and I hit him hard and then twisted his neck. I looked around, noting the cameras and swore. We wouldn't have long now.

I lifted his gun, and began shooting at all of the cameras I saw, and eventually saw a little shed with about a dozen wires climbing up a pole behind it. I shot at that instead, only to find I was out of ammunition, and then flinched when I realized other people were shooting at me as well now.

I dropped lot to the ground and then noticed something on the soldiers belt. It was a grenade. "Perfect," I said excitedly, ripping it away from him and pulled off the switch, then tossed it over towards the shed.

"Down," I shouted back and then realized Alexia was not there.

"What the-," it blew, and the blast sent me flying forwards and into the snow, the rocks digging into my torso and legs painfully. I turned over to watch the sparks fly upwards and all the power went out. All of the others guards seemed to be unconscious for the time being.

"Alexia," I growled out, Vierra growling anxiously as well. had she been deceiving me after all.

"Over here," she said, and I looked up to see her on the roof holding a gun. "You okay?"

"Yeah, find a soldier, take his clothing," I ordered, grabbing the guard I'd killed first and then pulled it on in less then seconds. It wasn't a good fit and it smelt like body odor but it was the only game I had right now, and I was kind of winging it. This kind of thing was not my area of expertise, this was Luna's.

She dropped down onto the ground and the door opened to find six more soldiers piling out. "Report," one said in Russian. I wasn't the greatest at Russian. Not a popular language back home. Both of us standing as if we were just random soldiers that survived the explosion. We did kind of look like it.

"The compound has been breach by an unknown group, the blast killed one and the others were pushed back into the east end of the woods," she said fluently, and I barely managed to piece the words together before he'd ordered everyone else in that direction. We didn't wait before rushing through the open door and into the darkened building.

"There's a staircase this way," she muttered, both of us running down the hallway, two scientists running past us in the process.

When they were out of earshot I kicked in the emergency stairwell door and we made our way down to the next level. Once we got to that door, the emergency power came on. It was all red lights in the upper corners, which wasn't much, but everything was up and functioning somewhat. I'd worried there was no back up electricity when it didn't kick start right away. I had no idea how to get the doors open without an actual pass code. We couldn't exactly just shoot another grenade and hope nobody got hit in the blast.

We rushed through the halls, finding ourselves in the general office area. "This is my fathers office," she said pausing at a door, then hit some buttons and it slid open, revealing a neat and tidy office that wreaked of paper, sweat and crappy coffee. Well the guy spends a lot of time here.

She sat down at the desk, and began typing quickly, eyes becoming very troubled. "What's wrong?" I asked anxiously, having kept watch by the door.

"it's the file one your sister, it's weird, that's all. Can you transfer the signals from the cameras around, I'm done," she said, standing quickly and shoving two USB drives into a pocket. We switched places and it took a good minute to send everything to Brandon in L.A. Once I'd completed the transfer the door opened, revealing a young man in a lab coat and two more soldiers with guns pointed right at me. I looked around, once again only to find Alexia was nowhere to be seen.

I cursed loudly, holding out my hands in surrender, standing slowly. A gun shot, catching me in the shoulder and I stumbled backwards watching as both of their heads slammed together and they collapsed. I looked over, pain lacing my right arm as Alexia reappeared, grabbing the scientist by his lab coat and throwing him across the roof fast and hard. He slammed into a filing cabinet and I raised my eyebrows at her as it fell over on top of him with a resounding crack.

"Stop doing that," I hissed, and then felt strange, a sort of slowness sweeping through me. "There using tranquilizers," I realized in disgust, shaking my head to clear my now jumbled thoughts. They hadn't used them outside, were they trying to keep the others in line or something.

"Let's go," she said frowning at me, both of us moving towards the door, picking up the guns and passing me one. Any gun was better then no gun.

It didn't take long before we found the hallway housing the vampires. We opened Rosalie's cell first. She jumped out at us, and I hadn't gotten out of the way quickly enough, still trying to fight off the drugs. We hit the ground in a heap and I swore at her. "Get off!" I said glaring and then my eyes went wide. She had cat like eyes, did they do that to her? She let out a relieved sigh, standing quickly.

"Who are you?" Rosalie asked glaring at Alexia.

"She's helping," I snarled, even Vierra disliked her. We moved down the hallway to yet another door and when that door opened I couldn't have been more relieved in the split second it took for our eyes to meet. Edward rushed me, both of us wrapping our arms around one another tightly as we took each other in. I kissed him hard, "no time for this shit," Alexia hissed, digging her nails into my arm and ripping me away from him. We got Alice out next, and then found another cell with a small girl inside of it.

She looked kind of scared, "who are you?"

"Cassie right?" I asked, giving her a small smile when she nodded, "I'm Luna's sister, we've come to get you."

"They hurt Luna and Paul got so mad," she said hesitating before moving towards us and I extended my hand to her.

"It's okay we'll find them," I said giving her a small smile. Luckily, Paul was in a corridor on the other side of this one, and he was not happy.

He surveyed the group and then turned a lethal stare on me, "you saved the bloodsuckers first?"

"Oh yeah, I just love them so much better for their personality," I growled out, Vierra snapping in my mind, she wanted to find Luna as much as me, and she wasn't pleased that we hadn't come across her yet either. I got the feeling she wouldn't be this way, but we had come through here regardless.

We heard a shout and then something exploded down the hall and the floor beneath us burst completely. I'd know that voice anywhere. "Luna," Paul and I said simultaneously and then rushed past everyone.

There was a gaping whole that had been caved in three stories down. I started to take shots at everyone in the space as best as I could, but I kept missing, "move," Paul's furious voice hissed behind me and then a ripping sounded and his silver shape blurred past me and into the whole, causing the dust in the air from the collapse to swirl.

I heard screams and cries and even the occasional squirt of blood. I shook my head and then dropped down into the area, finding Luna strapped down to a table. There were bits of blew Hellfire all over the place too. "Hey Isabel," she said blearily, her eyes and nose was bleeding. It was an unnerving thing to see. I swallowed down my rage, and quickly undid the straps restraining her. I helped her into a stand as Paul neared us and nudged her cheek and whimpered a little. Or was that Vierra whimpering?

"I'm good," she said to him, and then turned to face forward, falling forward as well and began vomiting onto the ground. She was vomiting blood. Paul and I shared frightened looks. "God that's starting to stuck," she said in a strained voice.

She wiped her mouth, a sheen of sweat covering her forehead and she looked twice as pale as she had a moment ago. "Will you be okay to run?" I asked her uneasily.

"Yeah," she said weakly, then moved across the room and grabbed the lap boat off of someone. She opened a refrigerator and began dropping little silver canisters onto it. "What is that?" I asked frowning at how sick she looked right now. I was waiting for her to fall over and not wake up again, Vierra snarled a little at me, not pleased with that prospect much.

"I need it," was all she said, tying the sleeves and ends together as a sort of bag. She turned back to me, "I need a boost out. I have too much anesthesia in my system."

"Come here," Paul ordered, having shifted back more quickly then I'd ever seen. She did so, and he cast me a quick look and then jumped up and into the whole, I followed a second later.

Once everyone was together we all made our way out of the building only to realize the whole thing was coming down, the pole would be my guess. Something burst through the left wall right next to the door and we all dove out of the way as screeching metal reached us and a helicopter almost crushed us or chopped us into bits with the blades. I looked up at Edward who had wrapped his arms around me right away and then glanced over at the whole in the wall.

"Well that's convenient," Luna said bemused, looking very much like herself then she had a minute ago. We all ran out the side and into the cold air, seeing a helicopter flying above us just waiting for us, not literally of course. It shot at us, this time real bullets and again Edward grabbed me, pulling me backwards and into the wall again, everyone else falling back for cover as well. None of us were in shape for this.

"I take it we need that plane?" Luna asked, seeing the look on my face, several of us flinching as the shots continued.

"Yeah, were meet-," before the words were out she had already jumped up and raced out the opening.

I grabbed Paul's arm as he cursed and began to rush after her, he spun to give me a furious look. "Don't! She knows what she's doing," I said glaring. She really did.

"Does she look like she can handle something like that?" he snapped, voice choppy under the thick gunfire directed at us.

"She's done stuff like this in worse condition," was all I said, then the gunfire stopped and I heard a whistle.

I grinned at him now, all of us moving outside to see her still covered in blood and standing in the doorway of the helicopter. She looked kind of winded and tired, but otherwise unharmed. I looked over at Paul's prideful relieved expression, I just had to say it, "I told you so."

Then I heard a strange sound, like yelping and it was like pups. The way wolves barked when they were pups. I looked around, noting the metal crate that had been set down just barely out of side from the area we were in. I frowned, moving towards it, "anyone else here that?" I called uneasily.

"Yeah, sounds like puppies," Edward said frowning, both of us shared looks and went towards the crate. Both of gripped the door handle together and pulled hard. Inside were two cages, both housing two pups, about seven months old by my count. I inhaled deeply, "werewolves."

I moved forward, feeling guilty for leaving them in the cages, but they were pups.

"Holy shit, are those-," Paul cut off at my nod and he grabbed the other cage, all four of them yelping in fright. We moved them towards the helicopter and I sent Edward up with one cage. Luna looked surprised, and a little angry and resigned herself to saying nothing. She didn't like it much when people screwed with baby wolves. They were adorable though.

"Alexia?" I called, having to look around yet again only to find her go from one body to the next, and she turned, holding out about six grenades. I frowned a little, "get everyone on the plane," I called up to Edward, and started helping her.

A minute later we were all up on the plane and the facility was blowing up behind us. Each of us had to squeeze in close together and Alexia kept close to the pilot while everyone tried to relax as we got to the clearing. We came low enough to help everyone else up. They were covered in blood and looked to be in far worse condition. At first I thought Jake was laying there because he was tired. He was bleeding heavily, pools of blood laying around his form on the ground.

"Oh no," I whispered, jumping out of the plane and moving to help Jared pull him up onto plane. Adam was busy carrying Angela who was unconscious, and she too was bleeding pretty badly. "What happened?"

"They caught on pretty quick is what happened, they came out of nowhere after a while, dozens of them, they must've all come over from the compound," Adam explained, face streaked with his blood, human blood, mud and sweat. We all probably looked that way. Adam and Luna hugged, relieved to see one another and Cassie sat close to Angela, worried about her aunt.

"She'll be okay, just unconscious," Jared explained, "she took a pretty hard hit, might have a broken rib or two, but she'll be fine."

I just nodded, finally pulling my big sister in for an embrace that was long over due. If I didn't know any better I could hear both of our wolves reuniting in my mind as well. But I did know better. Somehow our wolves were connected in a way I couldn't define just yet.

"We missed the boat," Adam said after a moment of silence filled with heavy and shaky breathing.

"I don't care, we'll have to jump it, I want out of here," I said giving my sister a kiss on the cheek before returning to sit in Edwards embrace.

Ten minutes later we were flying over the ocean towards a steel ship. The pilot had been more then complacent after watching all the damage we'd done on the compound and he listened quite well for someone so terrified.

I wasn't entirely thrilled about the jump we were all about to make, but it was better then all of us diving onto the cold hard boat. There appeared to be three rusted ladders along the left side of it, so that's what we were aiming for if push came to shove. "Everyone okay to swim?" I asked, mostly to Jake and Luna, who still looked awake and better but very much in bad shape.

"Yeah, let's do this," Luna said, grinning like she always did during situations like this. "Paul, Adam and I will go first. We don't know how steady that ladder is and you guys are in the best shape. Paul, Edward and Rosalie will follow suit, and the rest of you follow once we clear the deck and get the pups on board You okay to swim little wolf?" she asked, the last question for Cassie, who gave her a determined nod. I thought that was cute 'little wolf'. I wasn't pleased when she told me to hang back, but I couldn't help the relief that she'd taken over as soon as we'd grabbed her. In moments like this, it's best not to argue with her. Besides she'd made it clear it was my job to take care of the pilot and the plane by making me stay behind.

All three of them stood and as we neared the boat, all of the men aboard watching the three of them jumped out. There was a heavy thud and I watched the three of them fight there way through the throng of people. I had to admit it was impressive watching her and Paul fight side by side so effortlessly. They seemed to anticipate one another's moves, I imagined Edward and I would look the same if we fought side by side like that.

A moment later Paul and Luna disappeared and Adam was signaling us to drop down the pups. I tied up one of the cages, sending them down one at a time. Then it was Cassie, Jake, Jared and Angela going down one by one. Until it left Edward, Alexia and myself.

I gave Alexia a look and she nodded climbing back to us and I moved behind the pilots chair, "jump," I said to both of them and they both hesitated, "go!" They disappeared and I reached around the chair quickly enough to snap his neck.

Then the plane began to swirl violently and I dove out of it and into the freezing water below me. I hit the water hard, and I felt my lungs breathe painfully before calling on Vierra to warm me up. Even she was shivering a little.

A wave hit me and I flew forward into the side of the ship, smashing my head off of it a little. "Fuck," I swore, gripping the pole as blood stained the water slightly. "Ow," I mumbled, climbing up the rusty ladder.

"Hey Bell, go for a nice swim?" Luna called over the ledge grinning at me.

"Screw you," I shouted, breaking into a smile anyways.

The steps broke three times on my way up, and everyone was waiting for me once I finally climbed over the edge. "So our captain will be sailing into New York, not Canada, claims there was a mistake, though his records back it up. He's never landed in Newfoundland before," Edward explains, probably reading his mind.

"What's he hauling anyways?" I asked curiously.

He grinned, "clothing."

"Thank god, these clothes were starting to make me nauseous," Alice said in disgust, Rosalie nodding her agreement. All of them had been wearing similar hospital scrubs.

"I second that," Luna said, following Rosalie and Alice through a door.

"Wow, you know were all screwed the day those two becomes friends. I'm sure by then hell will have long since frozen over," I said disturbed with the idea of those three bonding at all.

"Agreed," Paul said, shrugging once and following after his imprint.

"What'd Luna say to the captain?" I asked Edward curiously. We did need someone to navigate after all.

"That she'd eat him, Paul shifted and she did the talking, also said she had a mind reader and would know instantly if he called for help," I noted the clear disapproval and just gave him a smile. Edward would keep me good, he made me want to be a good person rather then indulge in the way my species acted.

"You should call Carlisle, I'm sure there worried," I said, rubbing my face tiredly. They probably had beds somewhere around here. But the place was huge, I just hoped Edward would be able to pick it out of the captains mind.

"After this of course," he said giving me a mischievous look and pulling me towards him for a hard kiss. I felt Vierra shift in my mind happily at the familiar embrace of our imprint and I could've melted into him with how much emotion I'd had pent up because of his absence. We were safe again. For now at least.