This will eventually be a Seth story, but it might be a few chapter before he makes his appearance. Not to worry though, he'll be here. Anyway, I was never the best writing or English student in the world. Please keep that in mind as you read. I'm sure I'll have a few errors pointed out to me, which is appreciated. Anyway, on with the story...I don't own Twilight...duh...

Bella POV

"An Army! A whole army dedicated to killing me! This is insane!"

I was losing it and fast, but I didn't care. I paced up and down the Cullen's living room, my eyes firmly planted on the walls around me. I avoided the concerned looks of my surrogate family as I continued on my path, doing my best not to hyperventilate. Most 18 year old kids worry about finals and graduation, not a blood thirsty army of vampires, hell bent on ending their life. Aren't I special...go me!

The entire Cullen family was scattered around the room, all sitting or standing quietly like marble statues. Carlisle sat in the large arm chair to the right of the couch, with Esme perched on the arm next to him. Alice, Rosalie and Emmett all sat on the couch, while Jasper stood, leaning again the far wall. It was almost like visiting a wax museum. I was pretty sure no one was even breathing.

I was so busy freaking out that I jumped slightly when Edward, who had been standing a few paces from me, allowing me my space to move, placed a cold hand on my shoulder, stopping my movements.

"Bella, we can handle this. There is nothing to worry about." He said calmly, wrapping his arms around me in a supportive hug and resting his chin on the top of my head. I really wasn't in the mood to stand still, but having his strong arms around me was like being encased in concrete. Not to mention his calmness was agitating. How could any of them be calm at a time like this!

"We'll have to go to Seattle and confront them." Carlisle stated, half to himself, his eyes unfocused in thought. "It's not great odds, but maybe some of the newborns can be reasoned with. In any case, we can't allow them to continue killing innocent people. The mess they are making will no doubt come to the attention of the Volturi, if it hasn't already. There will be nothing to stop them from swinging by here to check up on our promise to change Bella after they have dealt with the problem in Seattle. Even if we manage to save Bella from the army, there will be no saving her from the Volturi...not this time. They'll have her life, one way or another." Edward growled low in his throat, but no one responded. This was just how he acted when my life was in question. Carlisle continued, turning his gaze to Jasper, who had not moved from his place by the wall. "We'll need training. You are the only one here with any experience fighting newborns."

Jasper stood unmoving for a few moments, then straightened up, moving away from the wall and towards Carlisle.

"I can train everyone, but I don't like the odds anymore than you do. Seven against 25 is not great, even if they are inexperienced newborns. We could use some help. Tanya's coven perhaps." Jasper spoke with a slight southern drawl I had only recently noticed.

Carlisle stood and pulled his cell phone from his pocket. "You should also give Kira a call. You know how she likes to be kept up on important family events. I think this qualifies. Besides, we could use her help."

Carlisle walked out of the room, and Jasper followed close behind, dialing a number in his phone. The rest of the family seemed to settle in more. They turned on the TV, but didn't really watch what was on it. They were so use to acting human, they continued the charade even when I was the only air breather in the room.

This behavior frustrated me even more.

Training? Fighting? I couldn't believe I was hearing this! Was Carlisle seriously thinking about his family fighting a newborn army? A newborn army, which according to Alice, outnumbered them more than 3 to 1. Jasper had told me the story of his early years as a vampire and I knew all of them were vicious predators, but I really couldn't picture Esme fighting. She was so sweet and motherly. And Alice! She was so little and pixie like. It was even hard to picture Rosalie fighting, even though her personality fit that of a scrappy fighter, not a beautiful blond supermodel. This was madness. I wanted to flail my arms around and scream at all of them for even considering this. I couldn't let them fight this war for me. I wasn't worth it. And now they were going to get Tanya's coven in Denali involved? And who was this Kira? None of the Cullen's had ever mentioned someone by that name. I wanted to protest the whole thing, but figured it would be a wasted breath. I decided to pick my battle.

"I know about Tanya and her coven, but who is Kira." I asked no one in particular, looking around at the remaining bodies in the room and up at Edward, who was still holding me close. Esme was the one who spoke up.

"I think it best if Jasper explains that, dear."

As if on cue, Jasper walked back into the room, smiling slightly. He casually crossed the room and stood by the window, looking out as if deep in thought. "Kira is on her way. She'll be here in a day or so." He stated, almost as an afterthought. Alice jumped up and stood behind her mate, laying her head on his shoulder and giving him a reassuring hug.

"Bella was wondering who Kira was, babe." Alice whispered to Jasper.

Jasper did not respond right away, but after a few moments he exhaled an unnecessary breath. He didn't turn to face Bella as he spoke, just continued to stare out the window, out into the evening light.

"Kira is my Daughter."

To be continued...