AN

Hey everyone,

Thanks to those that reviewed, there were a couple of reviewers who asked questions I couldn't reply too because they weren't signed in –

Lovespaul – Nahuel should hopefully be explained a little more in this chapter. He is the half breed who Alice brought to the Volturi gathering as proof that Nessie wouldn't be a problem as she grew. He only appears at the end of book 4.

Memory bleeds – Thank you for your comment. I'm sorry that you did not enjoy chapter 19, but all I can say is that the things in this story are not necessarily my actual opinions. 'What does a woman have but to be a mother?' is something that is said in a moment of Leah feeling extremely sorry for herself. It does not mean that I think this is their only purpose in this story or otherwise, and in this story I have tried to represent a self pitying Leah and picked up on the points I believed she had issues with in the books. I was genuinely pleased to see your most recent review saying that you enjoyed the story, and hopefully you have seen that one of the points of my story is about Leah growing and learning, discovering that there is more to life than what she thought, and focusing her energy on positives. I hope that answers your review and thank you again for taking the time to give me your thoughts on something you feel passionate about.

To Cracker679, mycowisfina2, twilighter, Cassi, Kimmy, and all the other fabulous reviewers who I can't respond to personally – thank you again for reviewing!

Back to the chapter in hand...

So... this chapter is really important to me. You may or may not remember, but in earlier chapters I mentioned that there had always been a set plan for this story and had written some stuff in advance. Well, this is the second chapter that I wrote, despite it being number 50.

Sure, it's been tweaked a little, but it's all been leading to this.

For this reason, I would really really love to know what you think and possibly hear some speculations as to what will happen next.

Luvs ya as always and more and more with each review. xxx

Nahuel's POV

As they lay me on a bed, I looked at Edward and hoped he could hear my thoughts because I could not move my mouth or body from pain. To my relief, he nodded in response to my question, but his face was grave. I did not need him to tell me that I was in a bad state, for I knew full well what I had suffered.

Instead, I would do all I could to explain how I had reached this state, but without words, I could only remember...

My mind went back to when I first met the young Renesmee. She was only a child back then, but even I could see her potential. I knew it would be only a short time before I visited her as an adult; however, I wished our meeting had not been on these terms.

I saw her now and my imagination had not done her justice. I was in no doubt, that with her parent's gifts and pretty features, she was an amazing creature.

My mind trailed away from Renesmee and on towards my three sisters…

Emma was the youngest and most innocent of the three in her nature, but she was also the least human. Somehow, whether it be genetic or an abnormality, she was born more like a vampire than anything else. In turn, she was always that much stronger and faster than us and could not be killed easily. I say easily and yet, somehow in this mess, she has still ended up dead.

I thought about Anna next, with her long black hair and tattoos. She was the middle sister and the quietest. Her gift was that of self healing. She was in no way invincible, but she healed quicker than normal, which gave her the edge in a fight.

Finally, there was Sophia - the eldest and most devious of them all. She was the leader of my sisters and the most gifted in that she had no scent. It allowed her to be the ultimate predator and spy. Naturally, she was also incredibly stealthy and swift. Anna also had an unhealthy amount of admiration for her, as Emma had found out.

Incredibly, all three of them I had loved until they betrayed me. They were the only family I had, apart from my Aunt Huilen.

A wave of hurt rushed through me at the memory of my Aunt. It only added to the pain in my dying body. I pushed past it, delving back even further in my mind to the Volturi gathering seven years ago.

After my appearance at the meadow, I had returned home to find my sisters waiting for me. They had flattered me, feigning concern that I had been missing. Believing that they genuinely cared about me, I had told them everything. I told them of the Cullen's and the wolves. I spoke of their numbers and their gifts. I even told them in detail about Renesmee. I was so deliriously happy that we were not the only hybrids that I had to share it all with them.

Finally, I warned them that they were safe from the Volturi as long as they kept away from my father, Joham.

I should have guessed that I was only setting my new friends up for a fall. Joham was a monster and my sisters were his puppets.

I could remember how, in the early days of my life, Joham had tried to recruit me to his coven. He had come with promises of glory, telling tales of how vampires were gods, and my sisters and I were the children of these gods. In comparison, the humans we feasted on were mere cattle, but unlike the average vampire, Joham's ideals went past this and into the more perverse and, dare I say, experimental.

Fortunately, I knew from the start that the things he believed in were wrong and I was lucky to have Huilen to teach me the truth. I, therefore, declined his offer. Unfortunately, my sisters did not and instead, they followed him blindly.

Alas, foresight would be such a gift. I should have realised that my father's ideals were more than that - they were the foundation of his madness.

I should have realised that his so called 'science experiments' would only be fuelled by the knowledge I unwillingly provided about your family. His desire for a half-human half-vampire race has always been his life ambition. He is an incubus and a scientist and his nature is unchanging and obsessive.

Sadly, I only realised all of these truths when Sophia came back to me several days ago. Her intention, or so she claimed, was to pass on a message from Joham. It was his last offer for me to join his coven, extended out of gratitude for the information I had provided him over the years.

I quickly became anxious. Each word that spilled from Sophia's mouth was like acid, burning away whatever soul I had left. She continuously thanked me for my help, telling me that our father was so pleased and how he had always thought of me as useless until now. She was proud that I had finally found my way into father's affections and could now join them and take my place.

I was, of course, horrified and asked her what she meant.

In return she only laughed, saying that 'Daddy' was safe from the vampires because I had warned him. She also went on to tell me how very interested he was in Renesmee, saying that a half-breed, not of his blood line, would be of great use and that maybe my father and I could even share her.

At this point, as the realisation of what I had done hit me fully, I felt sick. I was in no doubt that my father had used all of my reports to stay alive and had been scheming about your innocent daughter.

Amazingly, Sophia didn't seem to pick up on my distress and continued to boast of their plans and progress. I gathered that for years now, they had been watching both the werewolves and vampires. All the while, waiting for Renesmee to grow and finding the weaknesses in their defence.

Sophia had even discovered a new pack during this time, which she was delighted to see I had no knowledge of. My emotions seemed to spiral even further as she told me that seven years ago this pack had torn my sister, Emma, apart. They had caught her mid-kill, in a small town called Barrow, up in North Alaska. Sophia and Anna had been there at the time and witnessed it all and yet, they remained in the shadows, hidden by Sophia's gift, too selfish to risk their own necks.

Supposedly, Joham was not pleased to hear of Emma's death, but quickly saw that it had not been in vain - they had found another threat that had to be eliminated. My father then vowed he would find make them another sibling from the ashes of Emma's death and hit the Barrow shape shifters where it hurt the most. He has, therefore, over the last year successfully groomed one of the Barrow pack's family members and spawned a new half-breed from her.

Sophia was only too pleased to tell me that she was his key player. He used her to steal away the Barrow girl. Sadly, she was late getting there and the woman was already heavily pregnant. The hybrid inside of her was stronger than usual and breaking her apart from the inside.

I felt disgusted as my sister spoke with delight at how easy it was to coax the girl away. She spun lies, telling her Joham was waiting and it was just a short flight to join him. The girl was so keen to make a new life that she asked no questions. They used a private plane to get her out unhindered and Sophia took her to a secluded cabin in the Olympic Mountains - it was her base for watching the wolves. Joham would risk no other of his children on that land, only her, seeing as the wolves senses were so sharp.

Trust me when I say, my father had been biding his time for years and is in no rush to mess things up.

Once the child was born, the woman lay dead and broken. Sophia was proud that such a strong half-breed had been created. The child was unable to be contained within the frail human and had crushed her insides to a pulp. I found it sickening to hear the sadistic enjoyment my sister got out of death and the lack of respect she showed by just dumping the body in the mountains. Finally, she took the newborn to Joham. It was a girl and she was named Megan.

My shock then continued, as she told me how the Cullens had also left Forks and were now divided. With Renesmee becoming an adult and being sexually driven, the time had come for Joham to make his move. I could only listen as she told me of how 'my family' had grown. My father, since my birth 157 years ago, had been successful in making more and more children. He had kept each of them hidden in small groups, much like my sisters' coven, and was now bringing them together.

His target was the youngest Cullen - he wanted her to breed. His lust as an incubus was unyielding and humans were dull, they could only be used once after all. With Renesmee, she could be a mother to countless numbers of his children and the survival rate would be much higher. Also, with her bloodline and gifts, he had no doubt he could raise a super army. Once his numbers were great enough, he would then make his move on Voltura. Joham would eliminate any threat they posed to him and take control.

He really did see himself as a god. I could imagine him in Italy, sitting upon a throne, thinking he had finally succeeded. Sophia would of course be sitting on his right hand side.

Over my dead body! But now, look who was talking.

Using my sisters arrogance, or so I thought, I tricked her into telling me more. I said I didn't think Joham was clever enough to execute such a scheme and she was only too happy to prove me wrong. She told me he had my siblings in place and that they were going to use their enemies' weakness against them. There were already several different groups coordinating, and all were ready to move at the same time.

The plan had finally taken shape when Sophia returned to La Push after delivering Megan to Joham. She had only been gone two days, but was surprised to see that some of the Barrow pack were now in La Push.

On my father's instruction, she put part one of their plan into action:

Find the pack's ultimate weakness.

Everything about Joham's plot was dependant on being able to keep the packs away from the Cullens. If he was to be successful in first getting Renesmee and then keeping her, he had to ensure that the vampires and shape shifters numbers did not pose a threat to him and that there would be no backlash.

Over the years they had been watching and waiting. He had seen the fate other vampires met in the jaws of the wolves and did not under estimate them. He therefore had to find out what things would stop them helping the Cullens. If he could achieve this, once divided into smaller groups, he could take out their numbers one by one.

So how did he divide them?

Sophia is the only one who the shape shifters and vampires would never be able to trace and so he sent her to start antagonising them. She had strict orders not to hurt anyone yet. It was in their favour to cause confusion and leave them unsure of what was happening. It was imperative to keep their focus away from the main objective. My sister knew the pack dynamics well by now. So her first test was to see how close she could get to the wolves and how greatly they valued the female wolf.

The reaction in the morning as she watched hidden in a tree was in her words 'classic'. Sophia reported that the she-wolf vomited and screamed, and that like good little puppy dogs, everyone else had ran out on defence. She was disappointed that in the long term, the pack only upped patrols. The she-wolf was clearly not the weakest point of the pack, however it did throw a nice twist of confusion in and two members of the Barrow pack returned home shortly after.

All Joham now needed, in regards to the Alaskan pack, was to draw the final two away and then keep them distracted at the right time.

Sophia turned her attention to the next marks, which were the imprints. She was delighted to scare the living daylights out of the child and see her run inside on her birthday. Even more pleasing was the packs reaction - it was tenfold compared to their reaction to the skinned wolf. My sister documented the panic and lack of clarity the packs had while looking for the offender. Some, more than others, kept their head, but the bulk of the pack were running on anger and not thinking tactically. As a result, Sophia was certain that the packs would choose the imprints over aiding the Cullens.

It would still be tricky though. The La Push wolves were split into two and one in particular was more loyal to the Cullens.

As if to fuel his fire, Joham was excited to hear that the two alphas had also dropped out. One was now with the Cullens protecting Renesmee, which didn't particularly please him, but that still meant the packs were down by two of their best fighters.

In Joham's mind, the wolves and Cullens and wolves were all well overdue their deaths.

By this point, I was unable to contain myself. I let out an almighty growl and flew at Sophia. She disgusted me and I intended to put an end to her madness. Unfortunately, she was too nimble and even though I caught her by surprise, she jumped out of reach.

"I thought you were better than this! Don't you see what you're doing is wrong!" I screamed.

All I got was a sneer. "My dear baby brother," she began, "we are above everyone - don't you see? Your silly little tantrums make me see why daddy thinks you're so useless. Maybe if you were reasonable, he'd let you have some fun too!"

"Fun? You think tearing people's lives apart is fun? Your view of the world is somewhat distorted. Do you think Renesmee would give herself willingly? Do you think she would become Mother … even after you've killed her family and torn her world apart!" I was livid, but Sophia only grinned.

I continued. "I'll tell you the answer. No, she wouldn't! Do you know what that means? It would be rape! At least Joham had previously seduced his victims - they were somewhat willing, but this... It is sick! I ask you, no, I beg you, stay with me my sister. It is not too late to abandon your plans!"

Sophia only shook her head taking more steps backwards.

"Then God help me! Fight me now, Sophia, or I will hunt you down like the animal you are…" I was ready to pounce.

"You are so dramatic!" she spat. "You wish to threaten me, then hear this… before you do anything further, picture your eternity without Huilen!"

With that she had flown into the trees, leaving me alone. Of course, I had ignored her warnings. I had no idea what time frame they were working to and I had to get word to the Cullens, but how?

I hardly had their telephone number and even if I traced the Amazon covens to get in contact with them, it could take me days. I therefore had to take the most direct route. I had to get to Denali.

I knew Huilen was en route in Mexico and so, I planned to find her on the way. Sadly, it turned out that Sophia was quicker than me. The only explanation I have is that she phoned ahead and warned Joham. By the time I reached Mexico and found Huilen, it was already too late. I found only a burning fire and a note from my sister:

"Father sends his regards. If you come further, you will watch yourself burn."

I had cried out in anguish. I was too late to save Huilen, but Sophia couldn't be far and so, I ran on.

It had felt like only five minutes ago that I had made the same race to Forks with Alice and Jasper. I was alone this time, but my timing was just as important. If I was late, then Renesmee's life would be at risk again.

The thought was unbearable and my legs pushed on faster. Anger had swept through me as I flew out of Mexico and on towards California. I told myself, if I ever saw Joham again, then I would rip the bastard to pieces. I would pull his limbs from him like the wings off a fly. I would make him suffer and regret what he did to Huilen. I had no sympathy for him, or my sister.

My poor aunt - she was the only mother I had ever known. Her death may have been a warning from Joham, but he was so arrogant that he failed to see that it wouldn't deter me and only push my resolve further.

Alas, I am his son and I, too, was arrogant. It was stupid to think I would be allowed to get to you in time, that Sophia was that open. I know now that Joham sent her to antagonise me. It was the final betrayal of my sister.

They caught me just off the Canadian Alaskan border. Sophia was with him, along with several others I did not know. I guessed they were my hidden family. Joham appeared and did not even waste his words on me, but he thanked me for finally being of some use.

At that point, he had nodded to the others and stepped back. My siblings then surrounded me and Sophia shoved me to the ground. I was trying to fight, but Sophia's foot pushed down my chest and the others held me down. That's when they all attacked me.

I had screamed until my vocal cords gave up and within minutes of the torturous process, I passed out. I woke to find nothing, but all consuming pain.

Please believe me when I say that Renesmee is grave in danger, as are all of the women that you and your friends hold dear. Joham is a monster and an opportunist. He is worse than any vampire I have ever heard of. He wanted you to know all of this. Do not under estimate him - my escape was no accident - he wanted me to reach you. He wants you to know the death he intends to bring down upon you. He wants you to know that everything that happens is part of his well executed plan and he wants you to know that he is always a step ahead.

I am the warning, the example, and the threat - no one is safe, not even his own son.

I paused. I had relived the whole nightmare like a memory. I wished the human part of me would die already. I could feel an ache spread through my body, I guessed it was infection - Joham had hardly made sure the forest was sterile before he let my siblings torture me.

Tears fell from my eyes. I felt like my part in this was futile, half of it had already happened, or was happening. I just hoped Edward had understood?

Edward crouched down next to me. He put his hand on my chest, "Thank you Nahuel. Whatever your father intended, I am forever grateful for your loyalty to my family. I am so sorry for what has happened to you. The betrayal you have suffered is unthinkable. Is there anything I can do for you? I have not seen this level of cruelty before, but maybe Carlisle can ease your suffering?"

My eyes looked at him as I thought, "You would give me anything?"

"Yes. Anything." His honesty was clear.

"Kill me."

"Nahuel, there is hope, surely? Death is the final journey, one that there is no coming back from." Edward's voice was grave.

"Some might call it suicide, but my life is over. I have watched them cut off and burn my limbs. There is nothing to stay for. I have seen enough betrayal and death, so much so that hell seems like a holiday. What isn't broken in my body is broken in my mind. What do I have left, but an eternity of being hand fed and a burden? The only mother I've ever known is gone and I am alone. No, death is better."

Edward listened to my thoughts and sadly nodded. He understood I was sure. I didn't even think I would live much longer anyway, but I wanted to be put out of my misery. Long suffering pain wasn't my style.

"Jake, take Renesmee to the other end of the house. If everyone else can leave too it would be appreciated… not you, Carlisle." As Edward spoke, I saw them comprehend what was going to happen.

"No! No! No! What are you doing!" Renesmee was screaming and clawing to get at me.

The werewolf tried to calm her and hold her back, but she continued to plead. "Daddy, he's our friend! He's half human! He's like me."

I watched as the shifter and Esme dragged her from the room distressed, but I couldn't bare her pain. "Edward, please tell her I was glad to see her once more. I go, knowing that there is still some innocence on this earth worth protecting. Perhaps the demon in me has even redeemed itself somewhat."

"I will be sure she knows everything you did for her. Are you sure this is what you want though? We don't take it lightly. There is still hope." He was stalling.

"Please, Edward, there is no hope for me. I don't want to be a part of this world. I wish to join Huilen. Would you not feel the same for your Bella?" I wanted it over and done with.

I knew injections and tablets wouldn't touch the vampire part of me. The quickest way, would be to break my neck and I saw Edward nod. I closed my eyes as tears started to fall again.

I heard Edward whisper something to Carlisle and then he muttered to me, "We will make them pay for this, you have my word."

My mind took me back to my youth, as Edward's hands firmly grasped my head. I was sitting in the rainforest with Huilen and she was reading me poetry by Emily Dickinson, one passage in particular stood out:

If I can stop one heart from breaking.

I shall not live in vain;

If I can ease one life the aching.

Or cool one pain.

Or help one lonely person

Into happiness again

I shall not live in vain ...

AN

Firstly, I wanted to assure you this story is not becoming about Nessie. This story is about the wolves, but that includes Jake who is one of the more main charachters.

Secondly, So what did you think?

xxx