Hi people! Here's the next chapter! Again, sorry it took so long! I feel really bad about it even though there was nothing I could do until I got my casts off.

Songs I used for writing (just thought I would include for once):

BPOV:

Kryptonite – Three Doors Down

LPOV:

Going down in Flames – Three Doors Down

Evil Angel – Breaking Benjamin

BPOV:

The Howling – Within Temptation

Headstong – Trapt

Deyanira (Day-an-ear-a) – Devastating, capable of great destruction.

Again: sorry for any spelling or grammar errors. I try to correct them but sometimes I miss a couple! Forgive me!

BPOV

I sent a thankful smile at Jasper as I felt calm radiate throughout the small plane.

"Siding with bloodsuckers and my failure of a son, what has this world come to?" I heard Jacob mutter from his seat across the plane from me. Layla let out a low growl however she kept her eyes closed as she rested her head on Kyle's chest and he rubbed circles on her arm with his thumb.

"Need your little girlfriend to protect you now I see?" Jacob sneered and a louder, more prominent growl came from Layla. Did Jacob really not notice that at the moment he was playing with death? Layla had been very good so far at restraining herself from attacking him but he was pushing her. She wanted to kill him for what he did to Kyle and the fact that it was almost the new moon didn't help any.

I hadn't been that difficult to convince Jacob to let us take him to confront Paul and Jared before they got their werewolf army to La Push. The potential casualties of innocent people were too high and even Jacob knew that. So now both packs, me, Layla and all of the Cullen's, minus Esme, were on one of my father's privet jets to Northern Alaska: Glacier Country.

The plain was big enough to fit all of us but it was still very….stuffy. The members of the elder pack were all on the right side of the plane wile the rest of us were on the left. All of the couples were sharing a seat due to ensure that there was enough room and Jane was in the front driving the plane. There was also some background music playing through the plain's speakers. I think it was meant to fill any awkward silences….it wasn't really helping.

"Dad, seriously, cut it out. You caused this mess so be grateful that the Cullen's are willing to help you. There are at least fifty werewolves waiting to attack us and I really don't think you could take them without our help." Kyle said. He knew something was up with Layla and that it was best if she was calm.

Before Jacob could respond Sam cut in. "How do you think they built an army that size?"

"Lots and lots of babies. They're all either Paul or Jared's offspring and it's taken fifty years to build up this army so I hope you have really good apology skills Jacob because all of the children were raised to kill you." Layla said, eyes still closed.

'I really don't think we'll have a chance to bargain with them. They really don't want an apology.' She added in her mind before cutting it off from me quickly. I knew what that meant: I would have to fight them…as in kill them. But I couldn't let Layla do that. Something was wrong with her and no one could figure out what it was. How had she not seen this coming?

"And how do you know that?" Jacob asked. He really needed to shut up before she killed him.

"I can see it. And I can also see what you did to them to get them so angry at you. Trust me when I say that I would be trying to kill you as well." Layla told him with a scowl on her face. But for some reason she was keeping her eyes closed, it was like if she didn't look at him she wouldn't get angry.

Jacob scowled but neither decided to elaborate one the topic.

"So, why didn't you see this before it happened? I thought Layla could see any memories that might result in a war so you could prevent it before it happened. What was different about this one?" Embry said with true curiosity. That's when I remembered the bonfire and the fact that all the werewolves knew our powers. I was impressed that he remembered.

"Maybe she isn't as powerful as she claimed to be, plus we know she was already wrong about one thing. I told her that the war between vampires and werewolves couldn't be ended. It's just too engraved in our systems." Jacob said. Oh crap.

Layla's eyes snapped open and she glared at Jacob, her silver eyes looked like ice and her voice matched. "Listen. I don't know why I wasn't able to see them but the point is that if you hadn't been such a total ass then we wouldn't have this problem in the first place. Further more, the war between our kinds is over. You're the only one who still doesn't like us and because why? Because vampire's stole Bella from you? You imprinted and had a family! Get over it! The truth is you're just an ass who causes his own problems in a life that could have been great if he had just lived it instead of trying to ruin it for everyone around him! GET OVER YOURSELF!"

The only sounds were the engine of the plane, the heartbeats of the werewolf and the soft music playing from the plain speakers. No one dared speak; in fact no one dared even breathe. Layla had sat up strait sometime during her outburst and was still glaring with icy eyes at Jacob, who was staring back. The tension in the room was palpable and I blocked Jasper's powers so he wouldn't become overwhelmed.

All of a sudden the chorus to 'Viva Las Vegas' starting playing through the plain speakers. I could only barely register the words when the speakers promptly blew up with an echoing POP.

The frosty chill that settled over all of us was overbearing, even more so than the one that had just past. My head suddenly snapped in the direction of my sister whose body was rigid, her pupils were dilated and her eyes had turned an icy grey. By now everyone was also looking at her, most with looks of confusion but Kyle and I – the only two who knew why she would react with such intensity at the song – looked at her with looks of apprehension.

"Sorry, but I really don't like that song." She said in a dismissive tone with the same icy look on her face before getting up and walking over to the door of the plain. She pushed a button and the door opened and a giant gust of wind filled the plain and before anyone could even fully register what just occurred the latch was closed.

"No, she's just on the top of the plane." I told Kyle who had sprung up to go after her, thinking she had jumped off the plane. Something was wrong. Something was horribly wrong.

"What was that all about? It's just a song." Rosalie said, confused by Layla's behavior. I saw Kyle grimace and I knew my face probably matched his.

"You don't want to know." I said simply. It wasn't my place to tell them.

"Bella?" I looked up to see Alice staring at me with a concerned look.

"What is it Alice?" I knew what she was going to ask before she asked it.

"How did Layla do that? I mean…I didn't think she could, you know…blow things up like that." Her voice came out as a weak whisper and I sighed.

"She can't." my eyes wandered back to the eight steaming speakers around the plain.

I had to shift my mind away from it for now, there were other things I needed to focus on – like focusing on how to defeat an entire army of werewolves – so I pulled my mind away from my sister for now. She was a big girl and could take care of herself. But a thought did recur in my mind over and over and over again.

Layla couldn't do that. But…I knew of someone who could.

LPOV

I stood perfectly still, my eyes closed and I wasn't breathing. To anyone around me I probably looked like some sort of freakish, hood ornament…for a jet. The sound of the wind rushing past my ears and the sound of dual engines was conformation that I was indeed three thousand feet off the ground on the top of a jet.

The swirl of human memories effortlessly flowed through my mind as I let it in as an attempt to drown out my own mind.

I let a sigh escape my lips and I opened my eyes. I'm sure that the wind would have stung any human's eyes but I hardly took notice to it. Then again, I think a human would have been blown away by now.

Jacob's words had really made me mad. But one thing I couldn't understand was why everyone thought I was the stronger one. I was the one with all the power. In my eyes Bella was just as strong as me.

I sighed again. I was trying really hard not to think about the fact that I hadn't seen what the werewolves were planning. Why hadn't I been able to see them?! This was years in the making and the only way I couldn't have been able to see it would have been….

I froze again. No…It couldn't be. I had been so sure that….but that wasn't possible. I always knew that it was a possibility but…

Damn it! I was so stupid! I knew this was coming. (She's not talking about the werewolf thing anymore) I knew that this would happen! Why had I ignored it so long? I had let my own selfish needs for being happy set in and now….God, I was so stupid!

I let out a strangled scream of frustration. How could I have done that! Why now!? Why when I start to feel happy?! I feral sounding screech rang through the air again and it took me a minute to realize it had come from me.

I needed to stop. I needed to get myself under control. I thought about Kyle and felt an involuntary smile on my face. I had royally screwed up but I knew he wouldn't care. He would just hug me and tell me that I did my best and we would figure it all out.

My happy thoughts slipped away, though, when I remember exactly what this meant. I put on a hard face; I would choke up later but not now. Now I had to figure out how to prolong the inevitable for however long I can manage and then focus on Bella. She had to kill them. There really was no other option. Once I saw what Paul and Jared were planning, I also saw that they couldn't be convinced otherwise. Something or someone was putting thoughts into there head, thoughts that couldn't be erased with any amount of power either I or Bella possessed.

I took one more deep breath, I knew what I had to do to prolong this and I knew I had to do what ever it took.

I opened my eyes and I was in a dark hallway filled with silver doors on either side: my mind. I ignored all the inviting, elaborate looking doors as I began to walk down the long hall of memories stored deep in the confines of my mind.

As I walked the doors became further and further apart before suddenly there were no more, but I kept walking. I knew what I was looking for.

I rounded a curve in the hall and saw my destination: at the end of the hall was mirror that took up the wall and the frame was made out of dusty silver and at the top was a circle made out of black steel.

I watched my image in the mirror come closer and closer until I was right in front of it and just stared at it. I looked tired, the bruises under my eyes looked darker than normal and my eyes weren't as bright as they once were but then again, when were they every really that bright to begin with? I really couldn't understand what people meant when they said 'the most beautiful being in the world.' Human's mind were always rather shallow.

Again I stared at the girl in the mirror and she stared back. I slowly reached out and placed my palm on the glass, watching as my reflection copied my movements. And then something changed. Just the smallest of movements but I noticed it regardless: the girl in the mirror's lips turned up into a smile, but it wasn't really a smile it was a smirk.

It seemed like a domino affect as the image changed completely. My hair grew longer and the shade changed from silver to the color of metallic grey. My nails elongated into talon like claws that looked like razors. The shape of my face changed subtly but it was still noticeable; it had gone from its round shape into more of an oval. My skin changed from moon-lit pale into an ashen color and my eyes glowed red before fading into a stone grey with slits as pupils. (Pic on profile (closest I could get))

The image was no longer me, yet it was. It was the part of me that I couldn't shake no matter how hard I tried, the part of me that reminded me that no matter what I did there was dangerous and part of me craved for bloodshed. The part of me that knew that no matter what I did, I didn't deserve anything more than a hell human's couldn't even concoct.

I made my face emotionless as she smirked, exposing her razor sharp teeth.

"What is it, Layla? Can't see clearly? Becoming a bit more unstable? Harder to keep up that pretty little façade you've put up?"

I frowned as I took my hand away, the glass between us now gone as well as the hallway. I stood in space; it was a null-void, black and endless like the prison it was meant to be. It was just me and her. It was strange; like looking at a familiar stranger. We were said to be the same person, she lived in my mind and was born from the darkest part of it yet we were different, total opposites.

"Thinking about that again? Yes, we are the same, yet opposite. We are one, yet two. We are peace, yet marvelous destruction. But I doubt you came here to hear what you already know. So tell me, what can I do you for?"

I scowled. She knew why I was here. "You know why I'm here, Deyanira. And I think you also know that you'll get what you want."

She smiled a feral looking smirk. "Yes. Now, it would seem we have a few things to discuss don't we?"

I kept my face indifferent and nodded. "But on one condition."

She raised an eyebrow and couldn't help a scowl that came over her face. "Oh?"

"I have to get what I want as well."

A slow, sly smile presented itself on her face "I think that could be arranged."

Her voice was cool and calm like ice. I was making a deal with death but I didn't care and I wasn't afraid. The one person I cared about in that instance was Kyle, my Pup. It really was the only thing I had…and I had to let him go.

BPOV

As I felt the plane land on the ground I let out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding in. After Layla's left the plane things had gotten even tenser than they were before. Kyle had basically gone between glaring at his father to being concerned for Layla and his pack, sensing his discomfort, had become stressed as well and when you have two very tense packs of werewolves in a confined space things become…..

I buried my head in my hands; the word 'tense' had become too redundant for its own good. That's all this situation was: tense, tense, tense, tense, tense!

Edward gently removed my hands from my head and kissed my left temple. "Come on, love. Everyone else is already out." I looked up and indeed, everyone was out of the plane, amazing what you miss during an internal rant. I gave him an appreciative smile and got off of his lap before heading off of the plane.

After stepping off the plain I looked around at the tundra. It was lifeless with a few trees in the distance and to a human it would be cold, in the distance I saw what appeared to be a ridge and we were surrounded by at least fifty miles on all sides by nothing but a plane of cold earth. I knew we were in northern Alaska but we obviously were nowhere near any civilization seeing as there was no runway and we had landed on a plane of tundra. I quickly turned to Jane "Stay with the plain. If any werewolves get around us…well you know what to do." I instructed and Jane smiled and nodded all too eagerly. I knew she didn't use her powers a lot anymore but I swear she was always a bit to eager to use them again. If Layla wasn't around….

…wait…

That's when I noticed an extremely frantic looking Kyle. "Bella, where is she?" His voice broke with obvious worry as his head whipped around in every direction searching for her. That got everyone looking and we couldn't see her.

"Bella! Where did she go?!" This time he was on the verge of hysterics. I saw in his mind the conversation he had had with Layla earlier about feeling like he was going to lose her. No wonder he was freaking out, I would have to talk to her about that later. What did she mean by not knowing if she was going to be around or not?

Before I could dwell on the conversation they had any longer, a blur of brown and black fur zoomed past me and starting running towards the ridge in the distance.

"Wait! No one else phase! If Paul and Jared see that you're phased they might get more provoked than needed." I said as the other made a move to follow Kyle.

"What do you want us to do, Bella?" Carlisle asked. Why was he asking me? I looked around to see everyone looking at me expectantly. So this is what it feels like to be Layla. I stared at Edward for a minute and he squeezed my hand in reassurance as I thought about the best course of action.

"Well, I need some of you to stay with Jane and the plain. How about Sarah, Collin, Quil, Embry and Drew stay here. The rest of us need to go find Layla so she can tell us where the other pack will be coming from and when exactly." Everyone nodded.

"Bella, I think Kyle might know where Layla is. I've never seen him run so fast in his life." Oliver pointed out and looked towards the direction Kyle had gone. In the few short seconds it had taken me to decide on a course of action, Kyle had run almost ten miles. If I knew one thing, it was that werewolves were not supposed to be able to run that fast, worried or not.

I looked back to see the younger pack all itching to run after him and nodded. "Let's go then."

The younger pack took off as fast as they could in their human forms with the elder pack not far behind. The Cullen's easily kept pace with them and in all honestly we were going too slowly for my tastes. I looked over at Edward after about ten seconds. "I'm going to go catch up with Kyle and make sure he's alright." I placed a kiss on his hand as he nodded then made my feet move faster as I sprinted up to Kyle.

I hadn't read his mind to see what he had seen and that seemed like a really stupid idea now as I tried to catch up with him. He really was moving fast. Not as fast as Layla, me or even Edward but fast none the less. It was fast enough that it took a minute for me to catch up with him.

"Did you see anything?" I looked at him as we ran to see that his eyes didn't stray from something in the distance. I tried to follow his sight but I still saw nothing.

'Do you not see that?' He asked me through his thoughts. I looked back again, still nothing.

"No, what do you see?"

'I was able to pick up her sent in the air, she must have jumped from pretty high up, but I followed the direction it was going and then saw that.' He inclined his head forward a bit and through his eyes, his mind, I saw it, saw her. I don't know how Kyle's eyes could see it but there was a faint glow of silver on the top of the ridge.

I looked at him, stunned. "How can you see that?" In response he shrugged, still not taking his eyes off that spot. It was then I noticed how intense he looked. His eyes were hard and darkened but still didn't waver, it was a bit unnerving. "Kyle, she's going to be ok. I'm sure she's fine."

He didn't respond in his mind so I decided it was best for not to go back to the other, who were still far behind, and tell them we – Kyle – had found her. "I'm going back to fill the others in ok?"

He nodded slightly but showed no other sign of responded.

"Kyle saw Layla." I said simply as I got back to the group. It was strange what was going on between the two of them. I decided not to dwell on this too long, it was their business. I fell into pace with Edward again and smiled at him. I focused on how much I loved him even though I knew it was pointless was trying not to think about what was going to ensue, but for the moment it was working and I let him dazzle me.

"Where?" I don't really know you said it but I turned in the general direction of the voice. I scowled as who ever had spoken for ruining my little moment of solace.

"Up on that ridge up there." I said and faced back towards the ridge that was slowly getting close and closer.

"From all the way at the plain?" This time it was Oliver who spoke.

"Yea, don't ask me how, I really have no idea myself." I looked up ahead again and I realized I could no make out a lone figure standing on the top of the ridge. "See, she's right up there." I pointed out and I felt relieved. Who knew what my sister would do when she was in the state she was back on the plain.

I heard an excited bark and noticed that Kyle had spead up incredible and was now bounding up the ridge. Even though we were still a fair distance away I could still see that he was out of breath but what was strange to me was that his muscles weren't straining even though werewolves weren't supposed to be able to run that fast.

The instant he got up the hill Layla had turned and hugged him as they stood next to one another. In his wolf form, Kyle was a good foot taller than Layla was and much larger. It was so strange to see them interact. Kyle would nuzzle the side of her face as her long, pale arms hugged him as if he was an oversized teddy bear but didn't quite reach around the entire way. The werewolf and the vampire. The alpha male of the Quiluetes and a warrior angel born as a vampire. No matter how you looked at it they were a strange pair.

With Edward and I it had been a challenge, his choice to take my life or love me; the delicate human. However, no matter how you looked at it, in the end I was going to die one of two ways: be killed or be turned. Edward had once been a human himself and that had always connected us in someway, made us more compatible to one another.

For Layla and Kyle it was different. When they met neither of them were human and it had been a long time since either of them were. It wasn't human what they felt towards each other and I couldn't help but wonder what would have happened if they met when one or both of them was human. They were two opposite species and yet there they were, just content by each other's presence. I really was happy for my sister, she deserved to be happy.

I heard a low growl and looked to Jacob glaring at the site. Apparently he didn't feel the same about Layla – or Kyle's for that matter – happiness. I sighed. I missed the old Jacob but I could still see him, somewhere in his eyes and in his thoughts I could see that happy kid that I left back in 2003.

Once our little group got to the bottom of the ridge I immediately sprang up so that I was only a few meters downhill from Layla however I still couldn't see beyond the top of the ridge.

"How did you get here so fast?" It was really the only question my mind could process at the moment that we had time for. I didn't know why we were where we were (say that five times fast) but I knew that Layla had brought us here for a reason and she probable knew we were close to Jared and Paul.

Without taking her eyes off me she answered "Jumped and ran. The reason we're here is because there's a good chance you're going to have to fight them and I brought us to a place where you would have an advantage."

I watched her as she reached up and scratched Kyle's head and playfully tugged on his ear while she smiled. The smile was warm but what confused me was that her eyes were confident, as if she had solved whatever puzzle she had been faced with earlier. She seemed fine.

"I am fine, Bella." She said as she turned to look at me with a smile on her face "I just had some things cleared up for me. I think I have a pretty good idea of where I'm going to be after this whole ordeal – this, the wedding, the ball – is all over." She kissed Kyle's head and smiled at him.

I smiled as well. If Layla was ok with what ever would happen in the future, then I was ok with what ever would happen in the future.

"What kind of an advantage?" Edward asked simultaneously pulling me, Layla and Kyle back to reality. The rest of the group was all standing there now all looking very tense. Again the word 'tense' had come up, the full impact of the situation reared its ugly head on me and it took me a minute to compose myself.

When I had composed myself enough I nodded to Layla, letting her know that I was ok.

Layla smirked, apparently she was proud of herself over something "Come and see for yourself." She made a grand gesture with her arms over the ridge and I walked up to her and gasped.

…talk about an advantage, this was just unfair.

Alice bounced up next to me "It's beautiful" she whispered and she was right.

Stretched out in front of us was Amerson's Glacier; it had been formed long ago but in the past thirty-five or so years had really grown to colossal size and was now the second biggest Glacier in the world. It was an on stretch of ice going on and on for miles.

Ice – the most concentrated form of water which for me translated to the most powerful. And this much of it all stretched out before me, I felt my power begin to ignite in me and electrify the fifteen feet of space between me and the glacier.

I was in power heaven.

Slowly, I stepped down the short ridge and onto the glacier and shivered as I felt the ice come to life and begin to hum and vibrate as my presence brought to life the power within it. I knew from experience that this would be like Layla during the full moon, power flowing off of us, oozing out of our fingertips just begging for us to harness it.

"Layla, thank you." If I had any doubt that I could win or lose in a fight between me and an army of werewolves it was gone now. I used my power to search the ice, learning everything about this large block of it was about to control. Learning where the ice was weakest, where the fault points were, how deep it was and I felt my energy combining with its, like mother nature giving me the ok to use her powers however I wished.

This was something I hadn't felt since I first realized my powers and connected with them. The concentration of crystallized water here must have been colossal.

The urge to use my power; tap into the buzz that was electrifying my body got to be too much to bear. I slammed my fist down into the ice and felt the power from my hand seep into the ice and send a surge out like a sonic boom which reverberated off the ice and made a sound like shattering crystals however there was no evidence on the top of the ice that I had done anything. The feeling I got was mind blowing and I smiled. I love this feeling, the only one that even held a candle to it was the feeling of being in Edward's arms.

"Bella?" the whispering voice of Alice broke through my high and I turned around to look at her. Her eyes were wide as well as everyone else's, except for Layla who was just staring at something intently out past the giant expanse of ice.

"Yes, Alice?" I answered, I could tell my voice sounded sort of dazed.

"Was that…you?"

"Yes, that was me." My voice sounded like I had just come out of a dream and in a way I had.

"Bella, we need to decide what we're going to do now. It's your call but you need to be quick about it." Layla told me and I was officially back to earth.

"Well, obviously we'll need to have an ace in the hole with the number of werewolves we're dealing with so I might suggest a strategy where-

"Jasper, you're idea is brilliant but…well…we don't need it." I started hesitantly; I knew this wasn't going to blow over well and hoped we wouldn't have to have this conversation. I looked to Layla with pleading eyes, she was better at being blunt than I was.

"What do you mean we don't need a strategy? We're about to go up against a pack of over fifty werewolves. With this many people we can't just wing it." Edward said, like I knew he would.

Layla sighed. I think she was upset (or just agitated) that they weren't getting it. "We don't need a strategy because you aren't fighting."

Realization dawned on Edward's face "No!" he growled out.

"Yes." Layla said, standing up straighter and raising an eyebrow. She stepped away from Kyle, a bit towards me but not before placing a kiss on his head. "We only brought you" she said pointing towards the Cullen's "because there was no use fighting with you about going or not. Of course you would want to be here, but that doesn't mean you get to fight and you" she then pointed towards there werewolves "were only brought because I thought we could maybe reconcile what Jacob did but by what I'm seeing now that I'm closer to them, I can see that it would be a fruitless attempt."

She gestured to me "Bella will fight on her own, hell I'm just here to make sure we're not making a mistake."

Edward tensed "Bella! Please, let us fight with you!" I smiled, knowing from his thoughts that he was more concerned about losing me again than with my fighting skills.

"Edward, I'm fine. I feel…like I could take on the world right now. I'll be fine." I said, trying to be reassuring but I could tell it wasn't working.

"No!" Edward snarled again and this time tried to rush to me but he was stopped by a silvery, transpired veil that sprung up from the ground and encompassed the group like a curtain. I looked to be like floating silk but the second Edward touched it he was rebounded and stumbled backwards. "Bella!"

Kyle let out a loud yelping sound and began to claw at the silver veil. It didn't rebound him like it did Edward but it still didn't give way to him as he tried to plow his way through it.

I knew there would be no point in dwelling on their reactions to this. Whether they liked it or not we had a job to do. I tuned out their protesting voices and focused only on my sister and the ice, a skill I had learned over the years.

"How long do you think you can keep that up for?" I asked, Layla was in no condition to be using her powers to much during this time. The moon was almost gone and she couldn't push it.

"I'm fine, it's no shield but it'll hold. It's not that much power." She told me. "Now, let's get those wolfies out here."

"And how do you plan to do that?" I asked, curious as how she planned to draw them here.

"Like this. Cover your ears Kyle!" She shouted back before putting two fingers to her lips and blowing out a high-pitched, sonic whistle that reverberated off the eyes and shook the ground. Kyle howled in pain, his acute hearing picking up on the sound more than others.

As the echoing of the whistle died down I heard it: the sound of nails clinking on ice and subtle growls and snarls.

Then I saw them, running over the ice like they had probably done many times before, at least fifty horse-sized wolves came running like a wave of fur and furry.

I watched them as they approached. I looked into their eyes and saw nothing but hate and anger and their minds were no different. What had happened to them?

"They were corrupted." Layla said simply. Ah, that made since. It was a power similar to the one Layla had but with more lasting effects however it was way simpler. If a Corrupter told you to hate someone until you died you did, the only way to give you your own will back was to kill the Corrupter who took it from you in the first place. I had seen a couple vampires with this power before and even a handful of witches.

"Then why aren't we going after the corrupter who did this?" I asked, never taking my eyes off the slowly slowing army of werewolves.

I saw Layla shake her head as if she had failed "I can't see him at all, not through their memories or in general." I felt my expression turn to shock, she really hadn't seen this? "No, Bella. But I know why, don't worry about it." She said simply and I nodded, no point in dwelling now, I needed to concentrate.

The werewolves were finally about five hundred feet away when they stopped and the two biggest stepped forward another twenty feet to distinguish themselves. This wasn't good. They had spotted Jacob and could only think one thing: kill, kill, kill, kill over and over and over again. There were no human thoughts in any of them, they weren't people; they were killing machines. There would be no negotiation.

"I'll go try once to reason with them." Layla said, of course she would try. Paul and Jared's anger wasn't their fault but the other's thought it was a game because that was how they were raised. If they were set on La Push they would kill everyone there and not give it a second thought. They couldn't be reasoned with.

Layla stepped onto the ice and looked pointedly at me. I nodded and with a flick of my wrist the ice she was standing on moved on its own accord towards Jared and Paul. Kyle let out a yelp and barked desperately when he realized what she was doing.

She signaled for me to stop and she came to a stop about fifty feet away and I could tell Kyle, though he had quieted, was restless. Even I thought she was too close to them.

"Paul, Jared, I'm here to see if you could possible find it in yourselves to forgive Jacob and stop your attack. I know what he did was awful but you're under the influence of someone else. If you would let us, we could help you." Her voice was soft and sweet but it was already too late. All human thought was gone.

'Bella, pull me back! Pull me back!'

An arm of water slinked out of the ice on my command and I yanked Layla back just in time for Paul (or the shell of him) lunged forward and swiped a claw at her. I concentrated on pulling her back but it was getting more and more difficult as the werewolves all tried to shred her apart. She couldn't run across ice, she couldn't bring out her wings without power and she couldn't risk using any more of her power.

'Well then screw this, Bella! If you continue pulling me back like this then you're going to lead them straight to the other using me as bait! So either let them tear me apart or fling me across the god damned ice!'

With her thoughts screaming at me like they were it didn't take much for me to fling her backwards and I watched as she landed on her back and skidded across the ice like a bullet.

'Don't look to make sure I'm ok! Attack them before they get closer!'

This is why I needed Layla here. I may have been just as powerful as her but the amount of control and observation skills we had in and out of battle were on a whole different level from each other even if she wouldn't admit it.

'Fight goddamn it!'

I took another breath and my thoughts snapped back to the fight.

Third Person POV

As her thoughts snapped back into fight mode, Bella rushed forward, then slid across the ice before reaching behind her and dragging my nails through the ice then slinging her hand forward – bringing a large crack that split the ice with a shattering sound with it, sufficiently making the wolves slow and split to avoid the new gap in the ice. However three weren't that lucky and as she forced the two sides of ice further and further away from each other they ended up slipping into the crevice.

The others turned and snarled as they registered the loss of their brethren before turning on Bella and charging again, however this time the pack was split down the middle by the ten foot wide crevice making it much less intimidating in Bella's mind.

Again Bella placed her hands on the ice but this time the area around her hands glowed a bit before both sides of the crevice began rising at an angel so the ice angled toward the deadly gap in the ice. The ice groaned and made an echoing roar as it slanted and the wolves began to howl as some of the slid down the ice and fell down the deep crevice while others slammed their claws down into the ice and their claws raked across the ice making a shrieking sound until they managed to stop themselves from falling. About thirty pairs of furious eyes glared at Bella as more snarling ensued.

Again they rushed forward, their claws now giving them purchase on the ice. Bella breathed out, ignoring the drain in energy she felt and pushed down a bit on the ice. Large spears of ice came surging out of the ice from all directions, each of them large with sharp points that were powered to slice through anything.

Werewolves were being pushed to the side and forced into the crevice to avoid the large spike and even more lost their footing and slipped down to meat their fate at the bottom of the crevice.

If Bella had been paying any attention to what was going on around her besides the fight she would have heard Kyle give an anguished howl.

Bella know could just barely ignore her own inevitable exhaustion and had to end this now. She closed her eyes and focused on everything she had and two cracks started from her hands ran with a sizzle and cracking noise around the area where the remaining werewolves were still running towards her, now very close. With a final crack the circle was complete and she opened her eyes and shoved her hands down. Just as the closest wolf was ready to make a lunge at her the ice under its feet melting and began swirling and swirling, making a whirlpool that sucked them down to the bottom of the glacier before the water evened out suddenly and froze back over again.

Just as quickly as it had begun, it was over, it was done and everyone stared at the glacier in front of them and Bella. It looked as if nothing had happened there but they all knew it did. And they were all completely awestruck and some a bit scared. There was Bella, their Bella, who had been such a delicate human and was know this powerful being. It amazed them and now, it seemed that they finally realized what she was. She was their protector and she had just shown at what lengths she would go to do just that; protect them.

BPOV

I felt my knees and elbows give out from under me and my eyes slip shut. I was completely exhausted, the amount of power I had been using was coming back to bite me in the butt. I braced myself, though I knew it wouldn't hurt, for the fall but instead I was caught around the waist by two strong arms.

"Edward" I sighed as I felt him lift me up into his arms. I felt my energy being replenished by his presence so close to mine and wrapped my arms around him. I was perfectly content, the fact that I had just taken fifty lives pushed to the back of my head for now. However, just like it always, my peaceful moment didn't last long.

"Bella, love, I know you must be exhausted because what you just did now was utterly amazing, you're utterly amazing, but we have a problem that you need to look at." he whispered as if he was reluctant to tell me this. I opened my eyes to look at his face and found emotions ranging from relief, to awe, to worry.

That's when the wheels in my mind started to turn again. Edward was here, but he was in the shield and if he was here that means there was no shield and if there was no shield that meant either Layla had taken it down or Layla was….

"Layla!" I yelled, concern for my sister taking full force and I leaped down from Edward's arms before everyone's thoughts came rushing into my head. And then I saw what I had done.

Apparently, when I had thrown Layla back, she hadn't bothered or couldn't get off the ice because one of the giant spikes of ice had impaled her through the back. The spike had reached only about fifteen feet but a good six feet of that had gone through Layla and was protruding out her stomach. She looked as if her nails were digging into the front, which would explain why it had stopped. I had speared her with the ice!

"Layla!" I yelled again. Why wasn't she moving? Why didn't she move! Then another fact slipped into my head: she couldn't heal herself. The power she had used to make a shield had been pushing her limits this close to the new moon but healing herself of a twenty inch whole through her torso wouldn't have been possible.

I grabbed Edward's hand and spead across the ice as fast as I could. I saw the rest of the Cullen's and packs were still on the ridge, apparently not knowing what move to make next. Their thoughts were going back and forth from being in awe by what they had just witnessed and concerned that Layla was suspended nine feet in the air by a spike of ice.

Kyle, however, was under Layla whimpering and barking with concern, as if begging her to give him some sign she was ok. My thoughts mirrored Kyle's exactly.

"Layla, god, I'm so sorry!" I said as I ran up to the spike, I had no idea the best way to get her down or even if she was ok or not. Why wasn't she moving!? "Layla, are you ok?"

"Bella, that was-" Carlisle started but I cut him off.

"I know, Carlisle, but not now. Do you know what we should do?"

"Bella, please calm down. Dear Lord, you would think I was dead or something." I heard Layla laugh. She laughed!

"Calm down? Calm down! You are suspended in the air and have a giant whole in your stomach and you want me to calm down!" I shrieked and she just laughed.

"It's merely a flesh wound, I've had worse and you know it. Now, if you would be so kind as to melt the ice so I could get down please?" She asked, though I could still hear the laughter in her voice.

"'Merely a flesh wound' my ass." I mumbled as I did as she asked. "Do you realize how worried you had me? Why didn't you move?"

She fell gracefully on the ground but winced. "Well, flesh wound or not it still hurt to move with a giant piece of ice through you." She made a gesture to the giant whole through her stomach and I grimaced. It should have been impossible to stand for her but, like usual, normal laws of physics don't apply to Layla, I don't they ever have.

I saw Kyle come up behind her and nuzzle the side of her neck. "Hey, you. I'm fine, I sorry if I worried you. You ok?" She asked turned away from me. Kyle gave her a look that asked 'are you seriously asking me that question?' and his thoughts said the same. Layla rolled her eyes "Will everyone stop worrying about me and focus on the fact that Bella just kicked some serious ass?"

Just like that everyone was around me: checking to see if I was ok, telling me I was amazing, giving me hugs. I answered all their questions and told them I was fine. It was nice to see their concern and even Jacob smiled at me and thanked me. Edward's arms were around me the entire time, making me feel safe and loved, and still the memories of what I had just done seemed to escape me.

I looked to Layla and she nodded and smiled. She had taken them from me, or locked them away in my head, but either way I would never have to remember the lives I had just taken, just that I had fought and won. And I was thankful for that.

As I looked to Layla I saw something from the corner of my eye. Her stomach was glowing. But not the usual silver, it was grey. My first thought was to rush to her but then the glowing stopped and her stomach was back to normal. She had healed herself. But how….

"Come on, love. Let's get you home." Edward whispered in my ear and I felt shivers go down my spine.

"That's right! Layla, we have wedding plans to go over!" Alice squealed.

Layla was now sitting on Kyle's back for he had insisted on carrying her. She smiled warmly. "Why don't you take those over for a while Alice. I look them over later, k? I have a few projects I need to work on." Through Alice's squeal I could have sworn I heard her mutter 'and someone I need to spend more time with' under her breath to Kyle but I couldn't be sure as Edward's grip tightened around my waist.

"Let's go home, love."

I smiled. "Yes, let's go home." I felt I had a lot of explaining to do, the only one out of this group who had ever scene me fight like that before was Layla.

I felt a since of pride swell through me. I was strong, and now everyone knew it.

Ok! Sorry about the fight scene but I can not write those scenes from the person's POV who is fighting and I didn't want to change POVs again. Actually I can't write fight scenes in general so sorry if that was kinda sucky…ok, really sucky.

First: this story is not over, nor is it going to be over after the wedding. It continues to the Volterra ball scene.

Second: you're not supposed to know yet what's going on with Layla. You'll have to wait and see.

Three: I realize Northern Alaska is not actually Glacier Country but this is fifty years in the future and what I say goes.

If you have any questions please ask and I shall answer.

Review! I love them!

Happy Fall to everyone! Don't forget to jump in a pile of leaves!