Disclaimer: Sorry for the long wait... but it could be worse... I could spend months writing one chapter like all the people I put on alert... but don't worry I'm not bitter...

Disclaimer Deuce: By the way there are some awesome christmas songs that helped me write this chapter, Relient K's "Sleigh Ride" and Tom Kubis's "O Holy Night" being two of them.

Mike's POV

What am I doing here? I always thought I'd be staring up at the ceiling in one of those therapist beds or something, not just looking one in the eye.

"Michael would you like to tell me why you're angry?" I was annoyed with her question. What the hell wasn't I mad about?

"I don't know Evelyn, can you take a guess?" I said snarling at her.

"That is Dr. Anderson in our sessions." I crossed my arms my arms in disapproval.

"Would you like to talk about your past with Tanya and Rosalie and how that made you feel?" she asked professionally.

"Would you like to talk about your past with Demetri and Felix and how that made you feel?" I snickered back at her.

"These sessions aren't for my benefit, we are here to talk about you. So I'll ask why are you angry?"

"Maybe I'm an angry person. Maybe I'm predisposed to being a hot head." Evelyn shook her head.

"No, I know you-"

"You don't know jack about me. don't try to act like you understand me! Don't even say it, it makes me sick." I interrupted yelling at her.

"For all your hundreds of years of life, do you know what it's like to be stabbed in the back by the ones you love? Do you know what it's like being used as a pawn against someone? Do you know what it's like being forced in to fighting for your life by a sociopath? Have you been stabbed to death and watched your life drain out of your stomach? Have you ever done something you don't feel you can be forgiven for but need to be? Worst of all have you been forced away from someone you have never been away from for a weeks time because you were told you'd kill them and suck their life force from their body? Are you still as you speak being groomed to be the ultimate weapon this world has ever seen and you know you're being used and you can't do anything about it? Have you doubted every single person the vampires let you speak to because you know you're being used by all of them? And did you just get your ass kicked around like you did in third grade and you knew you could win but the rules didn't let you?" Dr. Anderson seemed to be preparing to answer all the questions but didn't.

"I didn't think so! Don't say you understand, you don't understand me. No one does." I said before leaving.

Embry's POV

"So you flipped out on Evelyn?" I asked. Mike was playing piano loudly but gently for how angry he was.

"Yes I did..." He said playing the Imperial March. He transitioned in to something softer.

"Why are you playing piano?" I asked point blank.

"It helps calm me down..." Mike said as he continued. I heard a soft knock on the door. Who the hell still knocks here?

"Come in." I called. The door opened and a person I didn't recognize walked in.

"Hey Yuki, what can I do for you?" Mike asked. Still playing piano.

"I heard the music and I was coming to play music." I shook my head with a laugh.

"Sorry, this is the lonely hearts club band, some crappy break up is a requirement." Mike nodded still playing piano.

"Well if that is all then I'm more than welcome."

"Why's that?" I asked.

"Because my girlfriend was killed in the war... Yuko..." He said quietly drifting off. Mike finally stopped playing piano.

"Yeah, he definitely makes the cut, what do you play?"

"Electric guitar." He answered.

"That's fine Embry's more of an acoustic guy." Mike said.

"Embry do you think you could pick up a hooded sweatshirt for me in the market." Mike asked. I took a moment to register why. He didn't like his scars right now all he had was his T shirts. If he had a couple hooded sweatshirts since he didn't have Volturi robes so he could leave the compound.

Felix's POV

"Focus Iverson... don't let me distract you." I nodded looking him in the eye. I brought my hands slowly do my sides then out elbows just out from my hips comforably.

"Close your eyes Iverson... feel the energy, control it... gather it to yourself." I watched Iversons eyes close he breathed deeply and I felt his power as he was gathering it towards him. It wasn't nearly as powerful as he was when I first met but I had my theories about that.

"I heard you had an argument with Dr. Anderson." I said prodding him.

"Really? You call her that?" Mike snickered.

"Don't lose focus." I chided him. I felt his power flare up with his anger.

"You distracted me!" He growled at me.

"Distractions happen, deal with them, you expect your enemies to just let you concentrate and fight them? Are you stupid?" I saw the ball form in his hand as if it was as simple as breathing, as natural too.

"Temper, temper... Is that all you can do? You can't control your powers when you're calm, you really are useless." I waited and he pointed his hand at me and blasted. I easily dodged it.

"I told you if you did that again I'd make you pay." I said before charging at him. His eyes still closed but I had to teach him a lesson. Open your eyes fool. I thought before leading in with a round kick as hard as I could He moved and blocked it away with his right left arm. His eyes are closed... how the hell did he do that? I put it out of mind and threw a punch then a kick, then a spin hook every one blocked away. Mike slowly opened his eyes and looked down at his hands. I stopped.

"What was that?" I asked honestly.

"I could feel your movement."

"You mean hear?"

"No... It felt like I could feel your movement of energy... when I was focused... it felt like I knew where you were even without seeing you." I was dumbfounded... maybe there was far more to Iverson than I originally thought.

Embry's POV

I walked through the crowds naturally. It felt good to be in the sun again after avoiding it for so many weeks. The price of living with vampires. Everything was sold in vendors no stores were around. I kept my head down looking but something caught my eye. I turned and saw what I was looking for.

"Can I help you?" the woman asked. I nodded and smiled trying intentionally not to look nearly as intimidating as I knew I did.

"I'm just looking for a hooded sweatshirt in extra large."

"We've got that, and we've got one that's 3XL for you. But they are both zip ups." I almost said no thanks then thought about it. I wasn't a huge fan of flaunting the fact that I was a Volturi member to the rest of the shifters, maybe if I wore this instead it wouldn't be a big deal.

"Do you have Blue?" I asked. The woman shook her head.

"No... sorry the only ones I have for those two sizes are red." Figures it'd be red.

"Give me two of each."

Mike's POV

I watched walked in to the room and it was set up just like last time. The exact same people were here watching me again except the look in their eyes had changed, many of them seemed interested much more than just seeing how badly I'd get my butt kicked. Then I noticed in the corner all the shifters were here as well. I turned my attention to my opponent. Connor was probably a foot shorter than his brother, and unlike his brother didn't worry me so why was he after Murphy? Murphy didn't seem concerned with me.

He was wearing a button down green shirt and dress pants. He didn't look like he was worried about me at all. I staved off my rising anger. He was readjusting his sleeves buttoning them at the cuff. I charged and threw a kick but it didn't land he disappeared in a puff of smoke. He disappeared... Invisibility? I threw a punch to check if he was still there but I hit nothing. Then I heard movement. Then a cough I turned around and saw him his arms across his chest.

"So he has a power... and can use it... but I can't use mine." I said facing Felix.

"No... you can't shoot energy."

"Yeah same difference, I can't use my power."

"Use what you learned today." I stopped to think what he meant but heard the puff of Connor disappearing then reappearing before I could place where he was I felt my legs flying out from under me. He was laying across the ground sweeping me with his leg. I struck at him but before it landed he was standing in front of me again with his arms across his chest. I threw a punch then spun quickly anticipating him teleporting behind me. I through a punt kick hoping he'd go for the sweep again but as my leg extended just out of my ability to pull back . At head level I saw a puff of smoken then parralell to the ground Connor came flying and kicked at me throwing me back down to the ground. I was face down again on the ground and I just saw a pair of legs in front of my eyes. I threw my arm out trying to catch his leg but he disappeared again and kicked me in the side. I rolled and came up to my feet.

I forced myself to calm down. I closed my eyes and used my new found sense. I felt his movement at first but I didn't trust it. I opened my eyes and my sense disappeared almost immediately. Dang it I can't focus with my eyes open. I tried a couple more times but couldn't do it. I couldn't trust my new instinct over my vision. I was beaten down to the ground repeatedly. Screw it I know I can do this. I put my arm out to stop Connor.

"You give up." I shook my head then turned to look at Zuri and smirked turning back to Connor.

"Since you have made it your goal to show off... It is now mine also..." I pulled off my shirt. I didn't want to show my scars but I needed something to cover my eyes. I tied it around my head effectively blinding me. I heard Felix chuckle behind me understanding exactly what I was doing. I put my arms up and taunted Connor.

"Come at me!"

Felix's POV

Interesting. He's convinced Connor he's covered his eyes to insult him. I know the truth. He can't focus with his vision so he's forcing himself to go without it to sense Connors presence. Smart move Iverson. Anyone else in the room might not appreciate your ruse but I do. You're thinking on your feet, you're getting better at this.

I watched as Connor stepped right up to Iverson thinking it was some kind of joke. Iverson didn't strike he didn't move. Maybe he can't feel his presence? Connor looked at me as if to ask if this was really it. I nodded. He threw a punch. At the last split second Mike dodged out of the way and threw a punch. Connor disappeared before it landed. Before I even saw the smoke appear Mike threw his arm up for a block. Connor appeared and kicked the arm before landing awkwardly. He wasn't expecting a block to be there...

"What the bloody hell? How the ell ya do that?" Mikes shoulders started to shake as he silently laughed. He turned to face Connor who had taken another step back so he was out of reach of Mike. I saw that slight smirk on the corner of Mike's lips as he raised his hand palm up to Connor, then he began to taunt him forward with it.

"Keep a cool head ere brother" Murphy warned

"Shut er hole brother, you got beat." Connor yelled back.

"You should listen to your brother, after all he's just hoping you don't get humiliated by a blindfolded vampire who can't use his abilities. I mean wouldn't that just be embarrassing?" Mike said with a big smile. Oh he's good... Especially because Connor doesn't know it's one of his powers he's using.

"I will not be made a fool of by a dolt like you!" I saw Connor disappear. Mike put his arm up blocking. Connor didn't even touch the ground before teleporting again. Mike moved fluidly. High block inside outside block, Jump to avoid a sweep, outside inside block. After blocking for another twenty seconds he stopped. He was dodging. His head bobbed away from the strike, every move Connor tried Mike was a step ahead of him, ducking under a kick, sliding past a strike.

"Damn it stay where you're standing!" Connor yelled in frustration. It was art. Mike was nearly dancing away from every move Connor tried to make. Mike finally back flipped over a simple sweep and laughed.

"No more games..." Mike called before jumping in to air and kicking as Connor appeared. Connor dropped to the ground hard then looked up at Mike in disbelief. It was amazing to watch every time Connor appeared it was just in time to receive a punch or kick from Mike. The entire fight turned around.

Mike grabbed at the air and Connor appeared with Mike's fingers wrapped tightly around his neck.

"It's over." Mike said with a hint of boredom in his voice. Connor pulled his legs up and kicked out of his grip. Mike turned and put all his weight in to a punch that connected straight on with Connor's forehead. He dropped to the ground and stopped moving for a moment, dazed.

"Give up." Mike said again.

"Never." Connor said as he disappeared again. Mike sighed and then turned his body right then spun left with a gorgeous jump spin axe kick with both legs the second one connecting with the side of Connor's face. Connor went down face first. He didn't get up, he didn't move. He groaned a bit. Mike grabbed him by the back of the neck and lifted him up to head level aiming him at me.

"Did I win uncle Felix? Did I did I?" he said disingenuously. I heard Demetri snickering next to me.

"Yes Mike... put him down already."

Themba's POV

"And he did it all blindfolded!" Zuri gushed.

"I know Zuri you made me come watch." I said rolling my eyes.

"Maybe that's because you were checking out Embry." She teased.

"I was not!" I exclaimed.

"Sure you weren't." Zuri said.

"Have a little more self respect, that guy was a total ass to you." I reminded her.

"I don't like Michael Iverson anymore." Zuri said as a statement.

"Really?" I said laughing quietly.

"No I don't!" Zuri said again.

"So when do you need to make your decision?" Zuri asked trying to change the topic. I sighed. And looked out at Volterra at night. It was beautiful, all the people, the lights everything.

"I got a year here, but I should make up my mind soon so I can start the breeding process."

"That sounds horrible."

"It's the only way I'm getting through this." I said honestly.

"Who do you think it'll be?"

"I don't know... Embry looks like he's in good shape but I heard he was biten by a vampire and has been weakened because of it, Rhino is strong but I don't think he's that flexible or agile, I don't really know anything about sher he doesn't speak to us, and Pantera... well he seems to be the best all around. Either way the Volturi set up an obstacle course especially designed to test strength speed, balance and endurance."

"When are they doing that?" Zuri asked.

"Next week."

Arthur's POV

"What's the story on this one?" Lancelot asked. We watched from the viewing room.

"Boyscout... he reporting his commanding officer for smuggling weapons but he reported it to the wrong person, they framed him and he got dishonorably discharged, and is facing a court martial."

"Tough rocks." Gawain commented.

"Well we're going to save him... or rather turn him."

"You didn't tell him about our operation did you?" Lancelot asked. I laughed.

"Of course not. I haven't even been in the same room as him yet, hell I haven't been in the same room as any human yet. I explained there was a way to remove the dishonorable discharge from his record and that's what we'll do... we'll also need to explain how he died so he can be one of us." Gawain nodded. He understands it's what we must do, it's not pretty but it has to be done. I opened the door and stepped in to the room.

Lancelot's POV

I watched as Arthur stepped in to the room and then immediately pounced at the discharged soldier. He sunk is teeth in and started sucking blood. He didn't stop he kept going until there was nothing left of him. He got up and faced the mirror in horror realizing what he did. I could see the realization sweeping over his eyes, he just killed his newest recruit.

"Ironman" Jack Elzam's POV

"Commander, the computer came up with something." Schmidt reported. I nodded.

"What?"

"Sir, We've got a match for facial recognition with the picture during the war."

"Only one?" Nate nodded handing me the report.

"Get the others." I leaned back in my chair. Reading the report. Of all the vampires we'd seen in that war only one showed up as a blip? I looked at his information. Of course he has a good cover he'd need to.

"Any other confirmations?" I asked Nate as the rest of the unit followed behind him.

"Yes, there are reports of a "Michael Iverson" who was kidnapped a couple months before the war.

"Wait... do you think he's the same one?" I said looking up from my papers.

"I don't know but it's possible." Schmidt responded. If that's true he was only a couple months old as a vampire, still trying to find out his abilities. He's dangerous by now who knows how powerful he is. The idea made my skin crawl.

"We need to follow up this lead right now... We need a cover story though."

"I'll go." Schmidt Volunteered. I shook my head.

"No I need you for testing the prototype."

"Lisa and I could go as passionate lovers." White proposed. I hid my amusement as his idea.

"Or we could go as husband and wife with domestic disturbances. I'd be more than willing to leave some marks on him to make it believable." I tried to hide my smile but failed as the rest snickered behind them.

"You wound me my lover!" White said melodramatically.

"I will kick your ass." Williams responded raising her hand to keep her word. I assessed my options and it didn't look good for Williams.

"White and Williams will go as brother and sister." I said finally.

"What? Can't you pair me with anyone one else?" I shook my head.

"This is covert. Nothing can seem suspicious, you both must seem as normal as possible, Nakamura would raise questions as your brother, and Briggs is big, he'd draw attention to himself, they'd see he's not just a causal person, he's big and ripped, and as I said I need Schmidt here for prototype testing."

"What about you commander?" she asked. I shook my head.

"No, I need to be here." I turned my attention. Williams sighed and mumbled something under her breath.

"Williams has point on this operations, and so help me if I need to go up to the godforsaken frozen wasteland known as Minnesota because we've got a HR problem with sexual harassment or physical abuse I will come up there myself and deal with you, and you don't want that to happen."

"One more question... Whose our target?" I opened the file on my lap and flipped it out on my desk for them.
"Carlisle Cullen."

OH NOES! Arthur killed someone he was trying to change? The E.D.U. (check the banner) knows about Carlisle? *rocks out to Sleigh ride by Relient K* Sorry. I guess I got distracted. Anyway it's about christmas season so I don't know when I'll get to writing and updating next. I DO know that if I only get a couple reviews I won't even start for a while. I could have had this chapter done last week. Thanks for all the reviews I did get thanks for all the people reading and enjoying the story. Remember Reviews, high fives, knucks, and rolls of twenty dollar bills. Merry Christmas here's to many more.