Hey guys! So as promised, here is Chapter 35. There is violence and character death in this chapter so if that isn't your thing you might want to give it a miss. I will try and get the next chapter up as fast as I can. Enjoy reading

Another howl ripped through the night, but this one was different. It sounded painful and tortured. My heart broke a little thinking about Liam and how painful the transition is. I willed the shivers of fear to stop and to try and come up with a game plan. I looked up at Edward and could see the frustration mixed with sadness. Liam was his friend and now he is a werewolf that just gave the signal for another pack of werewolves to come and tear us apart. Edward looked so conflicted and my heart broke a little more for him. Not only will he end up losing his sister once more but now he might just lose one of his best friends as well. I silently cursed the heavens or whoever is responsible for the heartache and chaos that is our lives. What the hell did we ever do to deserve this? What did poor Edward do to deserve this much pain? Nothing. Absolutely nothing and it sucks knowing that.

There was yet another tortured howl and I looked around to see that some students are standing still with fearful expressions while others are still lost in the music. I noticed some slightly older students that held determined expressions. They must be some of the warriors that regularly go into the Unknown with Edward and Jasper. They were mostly tall, buff guys but I could see some girls among them too. I recognized one of the girls. I have met her before outside the coffee shop. She was one of the girls who has a mark. I felt proud that they were ready to defend a university that has only accepted them this year as witches. It felt good that all of us could stand together and fight to save the university and fellow students.

When the four howl came, Edward grabed my hand and we ran towards the exit and in the direction of the howling. Everything happened within seconds yet it felt much longer. As we made our way to where Liam is being kept, I could hear Emmett and Rosalie yelled for students to get out of the assembly hall. Edward continued to run and held my hand firmly as I tried to keep up with him. He ripped open a door that led to a staircase. We ran down the stairs that led to what I can only describe as a modern day dungeon. What the fuck…

A narrow hall lit up rows of holding cells on either side. The cells weren't particularly big, but they looked cold and dingy. Each cell held a metal bed with a questionable thin mattress. There were a small toilet and sink in the cells as well and nothing else. I couldn't help but wonder what kind of things go on down here. Who do they keep in the cells down here? Whoever they kept down here is no long a prisoner. All the cells were empty apart from the last one at the end of the hall. The last cell was a bit bigger than the rest but still relatively small. It was clearly too small for the werewolf version of Liam. Large pieces of concrete were strewn across the floor as Liam must have knocked down the walls during the transition. The barred door was still in tack but only hanging on by a thread. Liam was in his full werewolf form and I was a little terrified. What terrified me even more was the fact that Lizzie was standing a foot away from his cell with her hand extended and chanting. Her chanting became louder and angrier. Within seconds, Liam was on the floor twitching and howling out in pain. That was the moment I knew Liam was innocent. He had no part in this and tried to stop it. Lizzie had to physically torture him to betray his friends.

"Lizzie stop!" Edward roared next to me. I could feel him vibrating with anger. I took a glance at him. His lips were pressed into a thin hard line, with narrow eyes that were glaring daggers at Lizzie. His posture was stiff with anger and he truly did look frightening at that moment. It was at that point that I realized that we had forgotten to grab our weapons in our haste to make it to Liam. Liam was lying on the floor gasping for breath and he was shaking with the aftershock of whatever Lizzie had done to him. Lizzie dropped her hand to her side and slowly turned around. She was wearing the infamous black robe. Her hair looked wild and her eyes were even wilder. Her lips turned up into a sardonic smile as she looked at us. I could feel a shiver run down my spine as I stared into her malevolent eyes. Her eyes told a story. A story of a very angry girl that wants something that I don't know of. It told a story of a malevolent girl that was dead set against achieving her goal no matter the cost. She was going to give it her all and won't stop until she gets it or until she dies trying.

"Ah little Edward has figured out what I was up to," Lizzie mocked.

"You need to end this madness Lizzie! What the fuck has gotten into you?" Edward screamed.

"Oh, so you haven't really figured it out yet. What a shame. The golden boy fails once again." Lizzie taunted. I could see the pain and anger flash across Edward's face. I felt like I was missing something. Like they were talking about a secret I wasn't privy to.

"You're right the golden boy can't figure out why his beautiful sister has decided to start torturing and killing people. He couldn't figure out why she would lie about her death and put her family through that," Edward shouted.

"Oh please, they didn't care about my death! No one ever cared about my death! They hated me! I know you hated me for what I did! Don't you dare deny that!" Lizzie screamed at Edward in anger.

I could see tears starting to well up in her eyes, but it seemed like they could fall. There was something wrong with the image of Lizzie. It almost seemed a little distorted at the edge, like it wasn't real. And I was officially out of the loop here. I had no idea what they were talking about and it hurt a little that Edward had kept yet another secret from me. I glanced behind Lizzie, to where poor Liam was still shivering on the floor. His eyes glowed a beautiful golden yellow, but they were marred by pain and fear. I smelled it before I saw it, there was a growing pool of blood near Liam's head. He was hurt badly and even in his werewolf form I was afraid that he might bleed out.

"I never blamed you for that! And they did neither, Lizzie! It was an accident! Nobody blamed you for it!" Edward yelled as he started pulling on his hair.

"Bullshit! Renesmee is dead! I killed her. And you know what it felt good. Looking down at her pale lifeless body and knowing that I did that was amazing. I craved it like a drug. I knew no one would ever accept me and you all would be horrified at me. I knew that if our parents found out they would lock me up or kill me. That made killing their precious little Nessie so much better." Lizzie gloated.

I felt sick to my stomach. Renesmee must have been one of Edward's sisters that he 'forgot' to mention to me. I watched ass Lizzie rejoiced in the death of their sister at her hands. There was no saving her from the demons that ate away at her soul and left nothing but darkness.

"Why?! Why her?! How could you kill her?! She did nothing wrong!" Edward roared. His face was contorted in anger and pain. His fists were balled up tightly at his side.

"Because they wanted her more than me! I was her twin, but they treated her so much better! How could they love her more than me when we were the same! They trained her from the day she was born to take over the crown! They wanted her to lead the witches. She was going to be queen and I would've been left with nothing! I deserved it more! And now I'm going to take!" Lizzie snarled.

"You killed your own twin because you wanted to be a fucking queen! How sick are you?! What the fuck happened to my innocent sister that was full of light? How could you do this?! Why fake your death then?! Why make us go through the trauma of losing another sister?! You would've been queen and we could've been a family!" Edward screamed.

"We would never be a family! Once everyone found out the truth our family would have been destroyed anyway! I had to fake my death to make all of you believe that I was not a threat and that I no longer wanted anything to do with magic. It made my revealing so much more shocking. I shouldn't have had to go to such extreme lengths to get what is rightfully mine I deserve that crown! I worked my ass off to prove it, but it was never enough! Even after that bitch died I was still not good enough! They were going to make you the next king! I wonder if they would still do it if they knew that it was you that helped me collect all the herbs for the potion. I wonder how they will react once they find out that golden boy Edward helped me kill his sister?!" Lizzie said with her sardonic smile with her fingers twitching at her sides. I gawked at Edward. Holy fuck, what the hell had happened? There was no way in hell that Edward had willingly and knowingly helped Lizzie kill their sister. I could see the murderous look on Edward's face. I looked back at Lizzie who still wore her sardonic smile with pride. Her fingers were still twitching and I could bet my life on the fact that she was about to do a spell. I pressed my side against Edward's and slowly slid my hand into my garter belt to retrieve my dagger. I carefully slipped the dagger into the belt loop at the back of Edward's pants as he continued to scream at Lizzie.

"We are a family and you're just not part of it! You clearly never wanted to be a part of the family! All you wanted was power! And you know damn well that I didn't know what you were up to! If I had known that you were going to poison our sister I would never have helped you! To think that I have spent the last year mourning you and I blamed myself for your death! How fucking stupid was I to think that! Nessie never deserved to die, but you do!" Edward screamed as he leaped forward with the dagger firmly grasped in his hand. Lizzie was momentarily shocked but as soon as Edward tried to plunge the dagger into Lizzie's heart she disappeared. She literally vanished without a trace, causing Edward to nose drive straight into the concrete floor. Luckily he was fast enough to soften the fall turning his face and body to the side and tumble to the floor instead of a direct fall. I could see that the fall still hurt him, but it was not nearly as bad as I could've been.

"Where the fuck did she go?" I asked as I ran to Edward's aid. I knelt down next to him to make sure that he was ok. He had a small cut above his right eyebrow. His lip was a little busted up. There were a few small rips in his shirt that was now covered in dirt. He shrugged off his jacket and threw it to the side. His hands were scuffed up a bit, but that seemed to be all the injuries. I let out a sigh of relief. Edward ran his hands through his hair and started tugging at it.

"It was a fucking illusion!" Edward said angrily.

"What?" I asked confused. I knew there was something wrong with Lizzie, I just didn't know something like creating illusions were possible. There was still so much I needed to learn about magic.

"Powerful witches can create illusions of themselves and project them along with their power. It's a very risky thing to do as it leaves your body vulnerable and defenceless." Edward explained. Our heads snapped up at the door as howling started to rip through the dungeon. The wolves were here and we needed to get back up to the assembly hall and fast. We stood up and glanced back at Liam. My heart stopped and tears fell down my cheeks. He was lying there lifeless, naked and pale as a sheet. He was back in his human form, lying in a pool of his own blood. No! No! No! I was so sure that we would have been able to save him from this. He didn't deserve to die. This was so unfair. I looked at Edward and saw that he had tears in his eyes too. Another howl echoed in the dungeon and we were snapped out of our sorrow. We needed to move quickly before more innocent people die. People like Alice. I grabbed the dagger from the floor and returned it back to my garter belt. Edward grabbed my hand and pulled me to his chest and crushed his lips down on mine. He gave me a fierce passionate kiss that was filled with everything we were afraid to say out loud. He let go of me but not before whispering in my ear "Please don't die."

We ran back up the stairs as fast as we could manage. It was a bit of a struggle for me considering I was still wearing stilettos. We ran down the hallways and the screaming and howling became louder the closer we got to the assembly hall. We passed screaming, crying students that were hurt and covered in blood. I hoped in my heart that they will get the help they needed but right then I couldn't stop to provide that help. Edward and I needed to get back and help fight off the werewolves as fast as we could. I took a mental inventory of what we needed to do and what spells I remembered. I focused on my telekinesis and mark as I ran behind Edward. Right now, those were my biggest assets and power.

As we ran down one of the last hallways that led to the assembly hall we heard growling. Loud, snapping teeth and growling. Edward suddenly stopped dead in his tracks and held out a protective arm to stop me. My heart sped up and I could hear it thumping away in my ears. A few feet in front of Edward stood a hulking, furry black wolf. His eyes were glowing golden yellow and looked ferocious. The hallway was relatively dark, only lit by lanterns sporadically placed along the hallway. The wolf took a step forward and snapped his teeth at us. Both Edward and I took a step backwards and then there was another growl but this time it came from behind me. I slowly turned around, only to see yet another hulking wolf. This one was different. This wolf was a bit bigger, with an icy white coat. His eyes were white as well. They looked like small moons instead of eyes as they glowed. I swallowed down the lump of fear that had formed in my throat. I quickly and carefully slipped the dagger back into Edward's pants.

"Bella no, you need it." Edward quietly protested.

"I have other weapons Edwards. I'll be fine." I assured him.

I focus on my telekinesis with all the concentration I could muster up. I focus it down to my hands and hope what I had planned will work. The hallway was too small and the wolves were to close for me to summon my mark. Both wolves took yet another step towards us, trapping us in the hallway. Adrenaline pumped through my veins. I guess the flight or fight theory kicked in and I was going to fight.

"When I say go, I need you to fall to the ground. Get as low as you can." I whispered to Edward.

"Ok," Edward said and for once didn't question my plan.

"Go!" I screamed as the wolves took another step closer. Edward dropped to the floor and so did I. I focussed on my telekinesis and the wolf in front of me. As I dropped to the floor I used my hand to demonstrate what I wanted to do as I focused on how my hands were enough to grab the wolf and fling him over us and bang straight into the other wolf on Edward's side. I watch as the wolf was flung through the air with the motion of my hands. It crashed into the other wolf and knocked it off balance. I could feel the power and adrenaline course through my veins as I watched it. It was a small taste of a forbidden rush and I needed more. I stood up and stepped over Edward towards the wolves. My eyes were trained on the white one that was the first to get up. I motioned with my hand and focused on his neck. I slammed him against the wall and watched as the painting fell to the floor. God I love telekinesis. Next I focus on his heart. I stretched out my free hand with my palm facing up to the ceiling. I started the wolf that was just about to kill the love of my life and me straight in the eye and closed my hand into a fist. I watched as the wolf howled in pain. I kept focusing on his heart until I could hear the erratic beating in my ears. I pulled my closed fist back to my chest and watched as his heart got ripped out of his chest. In the back of my head, I knew that what I did was wrong. It was never ok to take a life, but I also knew that the wolf would have gone on to kill more students. I tried to focus on the fact that by killing the wolf I was saving his future victims.

The other wolf launched at me and once more using my hands and mind I threw the wolf against the wall, only this time the wall was not strong enough to withstand the impact. The wall crumbled and the wolf went flying into an empty lecture hall. I stepped through the hole in the wall and focused on the wolf's heart just as I had done with the other wolf. Within seconds, I was able to hear his heartbeat pounding in my ears. I did the same things to the black wolf as I had done with the white one. I watched his heart drop to the floor, the sound of it hitting the floor echoing in the empty lecture hall. I quickly turned back and heading into the hallway, back to Edward. He was standing at the hole in the wall staring at me.

"Are you ok?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I forgot just how powerful you are." He said in awe.

"I told you that I can protect you too," I said with a wink.

"We need to get moving," Edward said with a proud smile.

"What about the wolves? We set them on fire in the Unknown, don't we need to do that now too?" I asked as I looked over at the bloody wolves lying lifeless on the floor.

"We burned the wolves in the Unknown as a sign of respect for their human counterpart. It's a sign of respect to burn the body of the deceased in the Unknown. It also helps us separate the human from the werewolf. None of us would be able to cope with looking at an actual person that we had killed even though they tried to kill us." Edward explain.

"Ok. Well let's get going there are loads more werewolves for us to deal with." I said as I started running down the hallway toward the assembly hall.

It took us hardly a minute to make it back to the foyer outside the assembly hall. As we stepped into the foyer my heart stopped. There was a lot of blood. There were students running and scream in fear. But none of that was the reason I couldn't breathe. In the middle of the foyer stood Alice and running directly at her was a massive werewolf. I watched in shock as the wolf tackled Alice to the ground. I had no time to act before he got to her. All I could think was; "I'm too late".

Well now the real drama starts. Will they still be able to save Alice or are they really too late…