Chapter 5! I'm uploading as fast as I can! Sorry about the whole error thing! Anyway, I'm back for now! I hope! So, please read and review and enjoy!

Paul

Bloodsucker. I will tear him to pieces. If he hurt her, I swear I'll rip his head off. Worst of all, he just let her leave. Without even making sure where she was going. I fume angrily. But, now is not the time to think about that. Right now I have to deal with standing face to face with Jasper, in my wolf form, while Trevor stares uncomprehendingly at the scene. Leah moves toward him, putting her hand on his arm.

"Don't be afraid. Please just let me explain," she says in an unnatural kindness. I shoot her a look of exasperation. Trevor looks wide-eyed at all of us. I see him swallow in fear. He turns to Leah.

"What is that? Why are you here? Who are these people? Where's Valerie?" He stammers. Leah smiles sympathetically at him. "Hold on. We'll explain." She turns to me, "Paul, hurry up and change back, you're scaring the hell out of him!" I roll my eyes, but back away from Jasper. His scent is making my nose burn anyway. I trot outside. I can smell Valerie. Her scent lingers in the air, mixed with the bittersweet scent of the bloodsucking leeches. I change. It still feels weird, even though I've already changed a million times.

I pull on the pair of pants strapped to my back leg. As unfortunate as it is for me to have to go back into the bloodsucker's house, I can't let that blonde leech get away with hurting Valerie. I step casually through the door. Trevor's mouth is practically on the floor. He swallows nervously and takes a step away from me.

"Was that you?" His voice goes up an octave.

"Sure was. But don't worry kid; I won't bite your face off. I'm leaving that for the vamps." I smirk. The leader, Carlisle, shoots me an unhappy grimace. Leah is also glaring at me.

"What he meant to say was that none of us are dangerous," Leah amends. Trevor shakes his head. "What did you do to Valerie?"

"Nothing!" I reply defensively. I point at the blonde bloodsucker. "He's the one you should be talking to," I let my hand fall to my side as I sneer angrily at Jasper. He hisses at me.

"You shouldn't be talking mongrel. You are a walking cataclysm," Jasper snarls. He crouches, ready to fight me. Bring it on bastard. You aren't taking my Valerie.

"Enough! Please, we have to explain this to Trevor," Edward shouts to the room. He and that stupid Bella must have come in when they heard Jasper and I fighting. "He is her brother after all," he adds. Jasper straightens up. He continues to throw vicious glares at me, but I ignore him.

"Where is Valerie?" Trevor repeats, eyes still shocked. I sigh.

"Listen kid, what we're about to tell you will scare the hell out of you," I say. Leah opens her mouth to object, but I wave her protest away. "But, if you want to support your sister and take care of her, you'll have to hear us out." I finish, giving Leah a meaningful stare. She moodily crosses her arms and stays silent. Slowly, Trevor nods.

The mother-leech, Esme, leads him to the way too white couch. He sits, waiting. We need to hurry so I can find Valerie. For some reason I don't believe that she just went home. I glance at Jasper. He's got his eyes trained on me.

Damn. I'll never be able to sneak out and look for her alone.I cough at Carlisle impatiently. He nods and begins the explanation, undoubtedly for the second time in less than 24 hours.

Valerie

The woman had blindfolded me. How dare she? Of course she's a vampire and all, but I don't care. Rude. What a bitch. I can feel the rumble of a car beneath me. My temper subsides and leaves me with a dull feeling of fear. Will I ever get to go home? I find myself longing for Paul. And Jasper. Both of them? How can I want both of them to be here right now? Oh well, its probably just my terror talking. I really miss the normalcy of D.C.

The car shudders to a stop. I hear doors open and close. A swish of wind, and cold arms lift me from what I assume is the back of the car.

Moving, moving, and stop. I'm thrown to the ground and my blindfold is removed. The gloomy blackness makes it hard to see at first, but then I notice the small group of people before me. I sit up.

"What have you done now Thalia?" Cries an exasperated voice. I see the blonde woman off to my right frown. "I'm doing what you never had the balls to do," she replies breezily. A couple laughs echo through the room.

"Who is she?" A female comes forward. She's a vampire too; what a surprise. "She's a new 'member' of the Cullens," the blonde woman, I'm assuming her name is Thalia, bends down to me.

"How does it feel to be Isabella's replacement?" She giggles wickedly.

"What are you talking about?" I question, leaning as far away from this unnaturally beautiful woman. She smiles, her full lips revealing her all too white teeth that are most likely deadly as hell.

"You are here to start a war," interjects a man from my left. He comes out from the shadows. He is tall and thin. His pale reddish hair is pulled back into a short ponytail. His eyes are the same red as the two women. Vampire.

"I'm no politician," I reply with a frown. He laughs. His laugh sounds like a babbling brook. "That you are not, but, think of yourself as a tool," he sobers up. Before I know it, he's kneeling before me, cupping my chin in his icy cold hand.

"You are nothing like Isabella. We have watched her for such a long time. It's a pity that she was turned so soon." He says with a sort of wistfulness. Isabella. Bella? Edward's Bella?

"You mean, Bella?" I whisper. The man nods. A third man steps from the shadows.

"Enough with this foolishness Nikolai. Just tell the girl what she has to do," exclaims the man. Nikolai snarls at him, but quickly calms down and turns back to me.

"Girl." I stare hatefully at him. "My name is Valerie." He nods. "Okay then, Valerie, we need you to deliver a message." He runs his hand through my hair. I shiver. "You must tell the Cullens to kill all of the werewolves." I stare at him in shock. Is he crazy? Why would he want me to do that?

"Why?" I ask.

"Because, once the werewolves are dead, we can use the Cullens without any interference. Once we have their powers we can create our arm-"

"Enough Nikolai! You say too much!" Hisses Thalia.

"She can know about our troubles with the Volturi. She's just a worthless human," replies Nikolai with a sneer.

Thalia's eyes grow darker. In the blink of an eye she snatches Nikolai from the ground and pins him against the wall behind us. "Know your place," Thalia says menacingly.

"Why do you need me?" I ask matter-of-factly. I watch as Thalia throws Nikolai casually to the floor. She turns back to me. In an instant she's holding me up by my shirt. I wince and start shaking. "Why you ask? Because it's so much more fun using you to bring their destruction. You're our little mouse, and we'll torment you until you help us bring them down." I cringe against her hold. I squeeze my eyes closed.

"If you refuse, we'll either kill you now, or you'll never have a moment of peace. I will constantly pursue you, and when I get you back, I'll torture you until you wish you were dead," she smiles manically. My heart and stomach feel as though they went on a roller coaster ride, without the rest of me.

"I can't tell them to do that," I say weakly. I gasp against Thalia's tight grip. "You will tell them. Then again, we could always just massacre the werewolves ourselves, but its such a waste of time," she says lazily. No, not Paul. They can't hurt Paul!

"Damn werewolves," smirks the second guy. The second woman nods vigorously.

"So, choose girl. Make it easier on all of us, and just tell them to kill the stupid wolves. Or, make us chase after you and them, which won't make me happy," says Thalia in a bored tone of voice. No, I can't betray everyone. I just found out about their existence and now I have to convince them to kill each other just so that I can live? How selfish can I get? I feel the pinprick of tears at the back of my eyes. Why would they do this?

I swallow and ignore the regret that makes me lightheaded.

"No. Kill me now, but you'll never get me to make them do that. Even if you let me go, I'll never tell them to do that. Plus, the Cullens can kill all of you instantly!" I shout in Thalia's face. The second woman growls, "Don't speak to her like that!" Thalia drops me like a stone. I land hard on the concrete floor.

"It's okay Odette," Thalia backs up. Raising her arms high she laughs, "All of us you say? Are you sure about that?" I strain to see behind her. One by one, different figures detach themselves from the murky darkness. 10, no 20 at least! Twenty-four vampires, including the first group, surround me.

"Why don't we just change her now?" whines a female. Thalia shakes her head.

"New borns are annoying," the rest of the vampires laugh. It sounds like music. Those deceiving bastards.

"Thalia, why not kill her already?" exclaims a man in the back of the room. Thalia drops her smile and glares at the man. "We will be better off if the Cullens destroy the wolves. If in fact the worst comes to worst, no one, not even the Volturi, will be able to charge us with the murder of those mangy dogs," she spits out the last word with a bitter snarl.

My throat is dry and I think about running away.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," says a low voice. A man comes closer. He taps the side of his head. My eyes widen in realization. "That's right," He laughs.

"Edward Cullen is not the only one who can read minds." Wait, but Edward said that he couldn't read my mind. The man's brow furrows in curiosity. He gazes vacantly, lost in thought.

"Okay, I'm bored. Take her back to Forks. I'm sure she'll tell the Cullens to do their duty. If she doesn't, we'll just kill them all anyway," smirks Thalia. The other vampires cheer.

"No, don't make me! Don't kill them! Please. Who are you anyway?" I can't hold back my fear. Tears escape from my eyes and leave streaks on my cheeks. The group looks at me as if I was a talking rabbit. Then again, there's such thing as werewolves and vampires so, I guess I wouldn't be surprised if I actually found a talking rabbit.

"My dear," Thalia grips my face with unnecessary force.

"We are the Răzvrătit of the Volturi. To make it easier on your human brain, we are what you would call rebels. We are going to take control of the vampire world. Trust me, our time to reign has come." She waves her free hand toward me. Two burly vampire men lift me, ready to take me away.

"Oh," Thalia adds, "And as for telling the Cullens what to do, I'm afraid you do not have a choice."

End of chapter 6! Yay! How did you like it? I don't really like Thalia... she's kinda mean, don't you think? Well, please keep reading new updates! Thanks so much for reading!