The nightmare has only begun. Can the Cullen's get there in time to save anyone?

I still don't own twilight unfortunatly.

Mel POV

We made it to the road before Brian starting screaming. He wasn't grabbing at his arm but clawing at his chest. We kept asking him what was wrong and all he would say was "It Burns!" We flagged down a trucker and begged him to take us to the nearest hospital. The screams coming from Brian were tearing my heart out but what worried me was the feverish looks the truck driver was giving him. He was probably worried it was contagious. I held Brian's head in my lap as he screamed and thrashed about in pain while Tim sat shot gun and was calling Brian's parents and 911. I couldn't help but think how no one would believe us. That woman had practically torn the truck in half to untangle herself from the totaled vehicle as thought it was nothing. The proof was there though and I was sure Tim would take them there. I wasn't going to leave Brian until I was sure he was ok, but how could he be ok when he was screaming and coughing up blood. Tears ran down my face uncontrollably. The stupid boy had got in between me and that strange super woman. If I hadn't followed him he wouldn't have gotten so hurt. The guilt of these thoughts made me want to scream to but I mustered up all my strength and stopped crying and held Brian's good hand squeezing to let him know that I was here.

We finally made it to the hospital and I thanked god the trucker hadn't had anything hitched as he took us straight to the emergency room entrance. Tim flew out of the door and into the hospital. To my surprise the old trucker turned and helped me get Brian out of the truck and supported his weight until a stretcher and some nurses came out. Even when they put him on the stretcher he was moving around so much he was barely staying on it. A doctor rushed out and with the help of the trucker who I had misjudged held Brian to the stretcher while they wheeled him in. Then the thing that scared me the most happened. For the last hour and a half he had been completely incoherent except for a few words. Out of nowhere he reached out and grabbed the doctor by the shoulder and pulled him close. His eyes were utterly clear with pure resolve.

"Kill me," and then the fierceness left his eyes and he plead, "Please kill me…."

He went limp once more and everyone stood still for a little while in shock. The doctor shook his head and ushered everyone on. Even though his thrashing had stopped the moaning and jerking said the pain was still there. I couldn't understand why he would want to die. Was the pain that bad? As scary as it all was Tim and I were ushered to a waiting room and we sat in shock as we heard Brian's occasional scream pierce relative silence. The others in the waiting room eyed us cautiously with the same eyes the old trucker had. After helping he had left with an apology saying he was on the clock.

We waited for almost an hour when his parents and ours came in. They rushed across the room and embraced us. They barraged us with questions all at once when Brian's dad stopped everyone.

"What happened?" He asked with intense eyes, "Where are Rebecca and all the other campers." Mr. Evans always had certain awareness around him. He cut quickly to the core of the problem. He was good at solving problems. I guess that came with being a cop. I tried to respond but it was like something was stuck in my throat as I remembered all the blood and running away. I didn't notice my tears until my mother wrapped me in a tight embrace.

"Sorry," was all I could say.

"Its fine sweetie," Mr. Evans said and turned to Tim expectantly.

"It was all so fast. People came to our camp site," he looked down trying to build the courage to say what had to be said. My tears disappeared as my attention was fully his. This was the part Brian and I had not been there for.

"At first they were friendly. They were beautiful so James invited them to stay for awhile. There was something off though. They were all so beautiful and had red eyes. I was kind of happy Sara wasn't there because I had this really bad feeling"

"Red eyes?" was all Mr. Evans said. He waved a thought off and told Tim to continue.

"That's when people started to disappear. It was only two or three before one of the strangers-," he paused looking at Brian's dad.

"Go on," he said patiently.

"I know this is going to sound crazy and no we weren't doing any drugs!" Tim said quickly before Mr. Evans reassured him, "Well. One of the strangers bit Brianna."

"He bit her?" Mr. Evans said slowly.

"I know what you're thinking but its true! And then everything went crazy. The strangers started jumping on campers and then one of the strangers called it to a halt. She broke Pegy's neck when she wouldn't stop screaming. The woman told us to get into the tent we had set up and stay there and not to make a sound or else she would do what she did to Peg," he paused again closing his eyes as if he was trying to block out memories.

"Take your time son," Tim's father said trying to look composed but his shock was leaking through.

"They had us wait in the tent for the people that weren't at the camp site. One by one people came back and when they didn't find anyone they would come towards our tent. The window was open so we could see and the woman who seemed like the leader. Well she would kill them right in front of us," he finished with a shutter.

"How did she kill them?" Mr. Evans asked.

"Different ways. Sometimes she would bite them or break there neck. It was always quick and quite. When she killed one of the others would come and drag the body off," Tim said in a passive voice. His eyes had almost glazed over.

"That's enough. No child should have to relive this. Can you give him a few hours before any more questions?" Tims father asked.

"Of course Frank," Mr. Evans said in a thoughtful voice. It was obvious he was completely in cop mode but Mrs. Evans rushed over to me with a panicked look.

"I know it must be terrible but where is my Becca?" she pleaded and a image of Rebecca laying on the forest floor came back to me. Something inside me broke. Tears started and they felt like they would never stop.

"She was laying on the ground last time I saw her. She distracted the leader while we got Brian out of there and we all scattered. I picked up Brian with Mel and we ran. I saw Deacon try to help but-" his eyes still looked a little glazed over as he spoke emotionlessly.

Mr. Evans was there in time to catch his wife before she collapsed onto the floor. Everyone looked completely stunned. Even some of the eves dropping people in the waiting room looked frightened. She stayed in her husband's arms as he looked forward with silent tears escaping as his wife sobbed. All of a sudden Mrs. Evans stopped and stood straight with a strange mix of panic and determination. She walked up to the Nurse behind the desk and demanded to see her son.

The next two days were the longest of my life. Brians pain didn't seem to subside. They tried all kinds of medication but the doctors wouldn't tell us anything. I never left the waiting room. No one was allowed to see him and Mr. Evans was busy with the incident at the camp site. They were keeping it from the media in hopes of identifying the deceased but that wasn't as easy as they thought it would be.

"There's a large pit full of ashes," Mr. Evans said quietly to Tim's dad when they thought I was distracted, "There were bones at the bottom of it and there have been no signs of any of the other campers. Yes Frank human bones."

Mother and father tried to convince me to come home to change and eat many times but I refused. They both went home but started bringing me meals and a change of clothes every other day. It was Sunday night when I got tired of waiting to hear what was going on. No one had been allowed to see Brian for almost a full days. Not even his parents so I convinced Tim to follow me.

"Mel this isn't a good idea. They probably just don't want it to spread," Tim said in a last ditch effort to dissuade me.

"If it was contagious then we would already have it. I just want to see him. We don't even know if he is awake," I said continuing to sneak towards Brian's room. When we got there the door was just barely open and I heard low voices speaking inside.

"Your sure? Do we have any clues what's causing it?" a hesitant voice asked.

"We have no idea. His temperature keeps dropping and his heart beat is at dangerously high beats per minute. The IV isn't even going in anymore. We thought it might be blocked so we took it out and got another. We couldn't even puncture his skin with it!" a scarred nurse said so quietly I almost didn't hear her.

"Have we tried raising his temperature? I'm surprised he is still breathing," he said.

"It's become almost impossible to give him any medication. We have tried every method but it's like he's turning to stone!" she said only increasing the fright in her tone.

"His arm?" The doctor asked warily.

"Completely healed," the nurse responded in a tone saying she had given up trying to understand it.

I peeked through the crack on the door and Brian lay there strapped to the stretcher and jerking from time to time. He was so pale. I felt myself starting to cry and rushed back to the waiting room where Brians mom still sat. When I sat I was hit by a sudden wave of fatigue. I hadn't slept in well over 24 hours and the last time I slept it was on a few of the waiting room chairs. I heard Tim telling Brian's mom what we had heard but couldn't raise my head to see their reactions.

APOV

We had spent the last 4 days looking for the hospital where my tragedy would take place. The vision was like a reoccurring nightmare that got clearer and clearer. Jasper had become more and more irritated at something he could not protect me from. I couldn't stop the wave of dread I felt every time I saw the vision. There was so much blood. The entire family had mobilized with a zeal I hadn't seen since Bella's adventures. We had been searching since Friday and had left Nessie to finish the last day of the week on her own with Jacob. After school on friday Edward had called Jacob from the car and asked if he could take Nessie to La Push. She had been asking for a whole year so when Edward supposedly caved she didn't question it. We had waited until she was gone before telling the rest of the family. Jasper of course knew something was wrong but he also saw what we were doing and kept quiet. Edward had left Nessie in the capable hands of almost sixteen werewolves and now we were free to try and stop this catastrophe. I still wasn't completely sure of the cause but we had to do something. I did have an idea and it involved a vampire.

As the vision had progressed I had been making my way towards a café of sorts. The vision always ended right before I saw it but I definently heard breathing and thought I could smell a vampire. Edward tried to argue with me because of how strong the scent of spilt blood was but had he really thought it wasn't a vampire we wouldn't be getting involved. Anything that kept the Volturi away from us was a worthy cause. Not to mention all those innocent humans.

We were driving south having just visited yet another hospital but it wasn't the one. Edward and Bella had taken the north ones because he had seen what it looked like through my vision as well. Carlisle was calling around to see if there were any strange cases and Esme, Emmitt, and Rose were all watching different news stations just in case we missed it. If anything we could help with the clean up. We were running out of hosp-.

I felt my vision go blurry before I was walking down the hall again. Everything was normal until I noticed fresh foot prints in the blood. I focused on them seeing that they were small. Most likely a girl I thought. I focused on my hearing and stopped breathing. The lone breathing was alone no more. There was a hammering heart right next to it. A very tasty sounding heart. I tried to rush forward to see where the heart was but the vision faded.

"Are you ok?" Jasper asked reaching over and putting a hand on my shoulder.

"There's a girl now. I think she is with the vampire that did this," I said quietly. Yet another innocent soul to be devoured by what I was starting to think was a new born appetite. I had started to hate the beast that did this long ago but if it was a new born could I really hate it? Most of those within my family had been lucky. Always with the guidance of Carlisle or the knowledge of him. Jasper was the only one ever really alone and he had found me. He was doing so much better since Bella was turned. As we were almost back home Jaspers cell phone rang urgently. The phone flashed to his ear because the ring was the one he received when Emmitt called.

"Hello?" Jasper said.

"Hey Jaz," Emmitts normally boisterous voice seemed oddly flat.

My eyes were already clouded over and I gasped. Emmitt and Rose were watching the news when a breaking news reporter appeared.

"Reports show that roughly 19 students and one teacher came to these woods for a week end of fun after their school won state this year. It is now confirmed that all except three are missing, and the gruesome scene and evidence points towards mass homicide. Out of the three only one suffered grave injury and is in ICU though the form of his wounds have not been disclosed at Saint Mary's Hospital and is under tight watch. The remaining two who were unharmed spun a questionable tale and are now under investigation." The reporter said in my vision before it left my mind. I let Emmet tell Jasper what I had just seen. If I could I would have cried. It was the hospital that Carlisle worked at. I had never been there and yet I assumed. He had even taken a few days of leave to help us search. I had a sickening sensation that told me time was running out. Once more my "perfect" visions had made things worse. Carlisle would have known what to do. Carlisle could have stopped it. Now I could only hope we made it in time.

Jasper threw the car in reverse and spun around to face the right direction before we zoomed off towards a nightmare I had let happen.