As the day we were going to fight the newborn army came closer, the timing for Sam and I to leave were getting shorter and shorter. But Sam and I knew not to run from the family, and we were going to stay through the good and the and of this whole battle. There was a thought in the back of my head that we could loose this battle, our family could be destroyed and Victoria could win. But we didn't look at the thought of loss, since we did have a plan in front of us to make sure we would have victory. Edward and Jacob, a werewolf that was in with with Bella and someone whom Edward was not a big fan of, were going to be away from the battle in case Victoria and Riley were going to come for us. We were going to be part of the trap, having Bella's scent lead the newborns into the clearing and then masking her scent with Jacobs in order to have Victoria confused a to where to find them.

It was a good plan for us to follow, and we knew the plan backwards and forwards. So that was one thing not to be worried about. But Alice could not see the future of the battle, mainly Victoria. It made us think that she was very crafty to hide the future and she knew about Alice and her ability. This was our main concern, not knowing where to find Victoria at the battle. But the family was not going to let that be out main burden in this plan that we had: we looked at the positive.

The morning before the battle, a Thursday early morning, I was in my room at the Cullen house reading a book that I have read for the thirteenth time since Carlisle gave it to me fifty years before. The rest of the house went out hunting right before we were going to take Bella up to the camp site Edward provided for her. Bella stayed at the house that day, since she spend the night and was getting things together in her own room. I could breathe her in from my own room, which was in the opposite side of the house of Edward's room. It was very early in the morning and the sweet smell of dew on the trees and grass was filling my nose, along with Bella's scent. Since I met her and have been around her more and more, I was less attracted to her scent because of the familiarity. She was more or less a member of the family, since she did become Edward's Fiancé as of last night. Edward told me the news that morning before he left to go hunting, having me big him a big hug and congratulations. I knew I had to say the same to Bella, but I wanted to give her time and room to think about it.

I was about to be finished with a chapter when I heard a knock on the door. I looked behind me at the door, knowing that it was in fact Bella since I could breathe in her blood from the other side of the wooden door.

"Come in." I said aloud, seeing the door crack open slightly. I saw her poke her head in, her brown hair cascading down her shoulders to somewhat frame her face as she looked at me with a small smile on her face. Her dark brown hair made her face more pale, but it was suiting for her. And her eyes, though they were brown as well, were warmer and more inviting. She placed one hand on the door, having me see the engagement ring that was now glistening against her finger from the light.

"Can I come in?" She asked me aloud, her voice was a bit scared and curious. I smiled at her, getting up from my chair that was facing the window and facing her. I held the book with both hands in front of me, my red hair was around my shoulders in loose curls .

"Of course you can, please come in Bella." I said to her in a reassuring tone, She smiled slightly, walking into the room and closing the door behind her. I could tell she was a bit nervous to talk to me, since she was a bit fidgety and her heartbeat went up a bit.

"I heard that you are now engaged. I offer you my congratulations." I said to her in a friendly tone. She looked at me with a bit of shock in her face, like she was just hit by a truck.

"How did you know about that?" She asked me aloud. I smirked at her, looking down at the ring evident on her left ring finger and pointed to it. She immediately hid it under her jacket sleeve, having me giggle from my spot.

"Edward told me this morning before he left for his hunting session with the family." I explained to her, seeing a wave of relief coming over her and she smiled genuinely this time.

"Oh, well, thank you." She said to me, having me nod my head at her. I could tell she was still getting used to the fact that she was a fiancé and going to marry Edward. She looked around at room for a second before setting her human eyes back on me. I could tell something was on her mind, something she wanted to lift off her chest.

"I wanted to talk to you, since you and I never really got to know each other." Bella explained to me, having me smile widely at her, "And I am going to marry into this family. You seem like a great…person." She paused, having me know that she was trying to find the perfect word to use for me. I nodded my head at her.

"I understand completely. We haven't had a good time to talk to each other because of the circumstances." I explained to her, seeing her fidget with her jacket sleeves, "You can ask me anything you'd life if you want."

Bella walked over to me, her eyes still on her as if she was trying to read my mind. I watched her, my smile never leaving my face as she stood now a good couple of feet away from me.

"I am curious, as to how you were changed and how you met the Cullens." She asked me, having me think to myself as to how to explained it to Bella. I then walked over to the side table, placing my book that I was still holding in my hands on the top of the side table.

"I was changed in Atlantic City in the 1920's. I was only 22 when I died, shot in the chest from a boy whom wanted to take advantage of me. I refused, and I was left to bleed to death in a alleyway." I explained to Bella, looking back at her form my spot near the window.

"Edward told me that you weren't changed by Carlisle." Bella informed me, having me smile.

"I wasn't. My creator's name was Wendy. She changed me in the Canadian Mountains after carrying me from Atlantic City. For the first few years as a newborn, I was in the mountains and taunt to feed on animals. Carlisle was a good friend of Wendy's, so that's how I was affiliated with the Cullens. After some time we both traveled around the work. For twenty years we went from place to place, getting a high education in music, languages, politics and religion." I explained to her aloud as I sat down at the couch I was next to. Just talking about the life I had brought back flashes of images of the times Wendy was alive, running around Europe and learning as I went.

"Wendy and I then were contacted by Carlisle, hearing that he wanted us to visit him. So we came back to America in the early 1940's and ran to Washington by foot from New York. But when we were in Washington, right before we saw the Cullens, we were ambushed." I said to her as I saw her walk over to sit next to me, intrigue was in her eyes as I continued with the story.

"It was when we were in Washington when I met my husband: Sam." I said her her, a small smile was now on my lips, "He….quite literally…knocked me off my feet. He was being chased by 3 vampires who wanted to kill him…because his creator killed one of their pack members. Wendy and I fought against the 3 of them, until Wendy told Sam and I to find the Cullens and be safe." I paused from what I said, having the sinking thought go when I never saw Wendy again. Her face came to my brain.

"Wendy was killed by those nomads, and I never saw her again." I explained to her, my voice was a bit lower from the rethinking of that horrid memory. I could see Bella was just as sad as I was when I told her.

"I'm sorry." Bella said to me, having me snap out of the sad story was the replaying in my head. I shook my head with a small smile on my lips.

"It's fine, honestly. I killed the three of the some time later when they acme back to Washington. And this was after I stayed with the family for months." I said in a casual tone, seeing Bella's eyes go wide, "But ever since I stayed with the Cullen family, I found more peace being a vampire than I did with Wendy. Carlisel took me under his wing, and I was loved like a daughter with this family. And with Sam, I never wanted anyone else but him."

I paused at the thought of Sam, how I met him at first 60 years back and I felt a lighter feeling in my chest. I smiled at the thought of kissing Sam for the first time.

"How long have you two been Married?" Bella asked me aloud in curiosity. I looked down at the ring on my finger, still seeing the shine it still harbors, even after so many years of running and living.

"Over 50 years." I said to her, seeing him look down at my ring, "Sam has always been the one vampire that I found happiness with. I can't picture a vampire life without him." I explained to her, seeing her smile slightly from her spot and look down at her won ring on her finger. I saw the same look I had in Bella's eyes, the look of pure love and devotion to Edward. I had the same for Sam, the look that I would in fact fight for him and not let any harm come to him. I knew not to be a passive woman, something Wendy taught me. I was a good wife, but I was a better friend to him and a better supporter. He was still the love of life after fifty years, and that amount of love I had for him was not going to change anytime soon. We were going to stay with the family that brought us together, and we were going to keep the family alive since they kept us alive for so long.

On the day of the battle, I stood with my family waiting for the newborns to fight us, We were in the clearing, all of us dressed in our fighting attire and ready to take out every newborn that would threatened our family. After my talk with Bella, she went off with Edward and Jacob to hide from the whole battle, and the rest of the family waited for the bloodbath to ensue.

The wolf pack was hidden out of sight, leaving the vampire family in the clearing alone, I could feel the adrenaline going through my skin and body. Sam stood next to me, his face was looking just as determined as I was, looking dead on in front of me. The rest of the family waited, all of us ready for anything that could happen in the fight.

As I waited for the fight, I thought back to Wendy and wondered if she would be standing with us if she was alive. Would be fight with us, though she was clearly against fighting against the other newborns. I hoped she did, since she was in fact a mother to me in some ways. It wasn't that I never thought of Esme as my mother, since she was my mother in this new family and treated me like a daughter. No, Wendy was far closer to me than that, far more personal and loving to me than I could give her. She would fight with us, and she would help us in any way possible. I knew she would as I saw the newborns flying out of the trees into the clearing right at us. The Cullen family ran towards them as well, all of us with our teeth glaring and our speed pushing through. This was it.

This was war.