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They were a ragtag group: three human guys, one human girl, and a werewolf. If this sititution weren't so serious, Bella might have smiled at the personality differences between all of them. But that was simply wishful thinking. Bella took a deep breath to steady her as she walked forward, fingers flexing their sweaty hold on the hatchet she held. Mike was armed with a .30-30 Winchester; perhaps the only one besides his father or Erik with gun training and even then Mike was clearly nervous. Leah shifted into her wolf form and Bella had to admit she felt a lot better to see Leah in her second form: the silver wolf had a foreboding presence, far much so then Bella herself armed with a small hatchet could ever be.
The group inched along slowly, carefully, as they made their way down the first street. "Is anyone still alive?" Mr. Newton called out and Bella bit her lip.
Silence.
Well I wouldn't come out either if I was them; she conceded inside her mind as brushed away a lock of hair from her face. "Maybe we should search from house to house?" Bella offered.
"And ris-" Mr. Newton's comment was cut short by the sound of gunfire. Bella gasped, her heart leaping into her throat as the doors down the street slammed open. Leah growled low in her throat and Mike visibly trembled. Mike's father raised his gun and Erik frowned. Bella's stomach twisted and she bit her lip again. She could see them: each house holding a Black Paradigm member grinning ghoulishly at them.
I'm going to die, Bella thought to herself as the first wave charged them. I'm going to die!
Leah snarled, charging forward with her bone white fangs flashing in the cloudy light. One man swung an axe in an arc but the she wolf nimbly dodged it, her paws skittering on the ground as she spun around to bite down on the man's collarbone. He screamed: high and piercing, blood dripping as Mr. Newton fired a round towards two charging soldiers. Mike heaved, spittle flying from his lips. And Bella…she found herself trembling, backing away, moving towards where Jasper was sure to be. She couldn't be here. She didn't want to be here. Bella was scared shitless right now and there was nothing more that she wanted then to be safe with Jasper.
"Bella! Here!" a familiar voice screamed in the chaos and Bella spun around.
"Alice?!"
Her voice sounded like a shriek to her ears, but Bella was fairly sure her eyes weren't lying to her. Standing beyond the chaos was Alice, a strained smile on the pixie's face, hands bunching the lacy blue dress. "You have to run," she called out, "before the reinforcements come with guns!"
Reinforcements?
"I'll show you the way," Alice pleaded, "please, trust me! Run over here!"
Bella found her legs moving forward, herself beguiled by that voice she had come to know and love, to trust. Alice was her friend; granted their relationship was strained at the moment, but Bella trusted her. Bella moved from a slow walk to a job, doing her best to try and slip between the battling fray. She felt her head yank back; a man had grabbed her braid, a knife held high over her head. Bella screamed and flung her hatchet wildly out of instinct. She watched as the hatchet's thick edge cut into the man's arm; due to her awkward angle it didn't slice completely through, but the man still screamed. She felt his hold loosen and she spun around, thrusting her foot upward in the harshest kick Bella could make into his groin. He crumbled to the ground as she yanked the hatchet free, hands trembling.
That makes him …a second person that I've killed? Bella shook the thought from her mind. She couldn't get caught up in that now. Not right now! She backed away, the bloody hatchet trembling before she turned around to face the direction she had seen Alice, running as fast as she could out of the street. "Alice," Bella gasped, practically tumbling around the corner. "Alice where are you?"
"Right here."
Alice looked like a beautiful pixie, much as she always had. But Bella could tell there was something …different about her. It wasn't the speck of blood that dribbled down her chin or the broken corpse of a young girl against a wall that made Bella suddenly uneasy. The young girl was a Black Paradigm member after all. No it was something in her eyes; amber tinged with a ring of crimson. "Bella I missed you so," Alice sighed. She raised her hands outward. "Give me a hug? Forgive and forget- you can have Jasper if you want. You can sleep with him even! I just…I just don't want this to end our friendship."
Her eyes! Bella's mind screamed. She has blood dribbling from her mouth and her eyes aren't fully red? Bella took a step back as she shook her head. "I-I- no!"
Alice narrowed her eyes, taking one step towards her. For a moment, Bella thought she saw Alice grow in size, before her former friend retained her pixie-like form. "Take my hand Bella," Alice commanded. "You're going to drown if you don't. I'm the only one who can help you. The only one who can save you."
"You're not my friend," Bella breathed. She saw a flicker of pain cross Alice's face.
"Was I ever?"
Bella licked her lips, realizing just how chapped they had become. "Who are you," Bella breathed.
"My name is Alice Cullen," the imposter whispered. "And I love you Bella."
Bella felt something pinprick her skin and the imposter Alice instantly vanished, gone in the blink of an eye. Two strong arms wrapped themselves around Bella's chest, pinning her arms to her sides. She screamed, a heavy hand cutting it off even as she struggled to fight against whoever had her pinned. Her vision blurred and Bella shook her head, feet flailing about as the gunshots began to thin out. Perhaps it was just in her mind, but she thought she saw the corpse change: limbs straightening out and blood disappearing. It was hard to tell: everything went from crystal clarity to thick blurriness and her eyelids felt far too heavy for her. Even Bella's limbs were beginning to feel like granite.
What was it Jasper had said? If you need me, just scream for me right? Bella felt tears pinprick the corners of her eyes even as the darkness began to envelope her.
Jasper! I need you Jasper!
And she got nothing in return.