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The monster paced back and forth in fury, staring down at the unconscious female with frustration as he struggled to understand why she wasn't moving. The nasty Cullen boy was harming her and it had given him the strength to take out his inner murderous fantasies upon the vampire, the sight had driven him to his true form. His padded paws were the only sound besides that of the distant incinerator, the Monster's huffs of reeling anger filling in the broken beats. He stared down at the girl on the floor, the one with annoying familiarity that he felt he was so close to placing. Deep down, he felt no hard feelings towards this human, which baffled him. All faces he had recognized while in these confines had only resonated hate and pain, more importantly, fear.

What was he before he had come into this world?

The Monster huffed harder, quickening his paces as his memory strained.

There had been a female, a girl, one whom he had cared for. One, who he would protect even over himself.

His eyes narrowed as he focused in further on the girl's bruised fair cheek.

This was the face he had conjured up in order to survive his first few months here, till she had been forgotten in the misery and obsession for survival. This face before him, was beaten out of him by the hands of the Cullen boy. Now, she was here and his hated master now lay dead before him.

The Monster transformed back into his disguise of human, as he slowly approached the broken girl. He would try to call to her, but all that could escape his scarred lips was a sorrowful moan. Being gentle was an action that had long escaped the shape-shifter, but it seemingly came naturally to him as he scooped her up into his powerful arms. The smell of her enveloped his nostrils and he closed his eyes momentarily, taking in the sweet scent of unknown comparison that had haunted him in his once pleasant dreams.

It was a happiness he had once known that was so clouded by his irreparable darkness, that it upset the Monster. He mourned for himself, but mainly, he mourned for her and the state she was in. He couldn't shake the feeling that he had failed her, that he was meant to protect her and now they both were suffering with his ineptness to do so.

He took her to the corner of the room, having nowhere else to go and sank down with her slowly to the cold floor. There, he held her, rocking her as he listened to the calm beating of her strained heart. He wished he could beg her with words to open her eyes, but the skill to vocalize human words had long escaped him. Tears fell from the Monster's dark eyes, some clinging to his full lashes as he stared down at her pale face. This was a familiar sight to him, one that came to him now as he remembered her being attacked in the alley all that time ago. He rested his cheek against her forehead as he held her close, trying to conjure up happier memories.

Footsteps with a quickened beat approached from the hall and appearing in the doorway was the Cullen who wore those leather boots and the female who always wore the irritating clicking shoes. The Monster growled protectively over Bella, staring the pair down with threat and malice if they dared approach. He watched them survey the scene and the Monster braced for an attack with vengeance for their fallen brother.

The male Cullen approached and in retaliation, The Monster shifted into his wolf form and charged, only to be met by the predictable pain of the taser. Miraculously, The Monster was able to shake off the strong voltage and charged towards the vampires again. Looking momentarily baffled by his immunity to the electric shock, the Cullen brother shot again and this time, it struck true. The Monster fell to the floor in spasms, as the Cullen girl unloaded a sleeping serum into his veins. All went dark as he shifted back to being a man, welcoming the black calmness with disturbing relief.

Leah slept soundly in Sam's arms as he took guard over her, making a personal vow to seek revenge onto the Cullen's for what they had done to her. She was skin and bones practically, with a protruding belly that Leah had managed to explain. Pregnant by force and by the creature now residing in Jacob Black's body. Sam could only imagine what an animal like that could do while in lust and under whatever drugs the Cullen's had been feeding him, it was nothing short of rape on both Leah and Jake. His lungs tightened as he breathed in, the rage coursing through his body like a silent venom ready to crash onto this fortress with unstoppable retribution.

Bella woke in a bed she didn't recognize. Her body was sore and she remembered all-too-well the horrific events of the night before. The clock overhead read the late evening hour and she only hoped she had slept through only one day. Looking around, she slowly realized she was in Alice's room and as if on cue, the Cullen had entered from a hidden side room.

"Where's Jake?"

Alice put her hands up in an attempt to calm the human's rising panic. "He's fine. He's resting. He's in good hands, I promise, Bella. You will see him soon, we have to stage him for the fight."

"What?" Bella flung herself off the bed, staggering to her feet as her head swam from recent tragic events. Her anger over being separated from Jake once more and the fact that Alice had allowed Edward to do what he did, caused Bella to foolishly lunge after Alice.

The tiny vampire simply held Bella out at arm's length as the human thrashed in a frail attempt to harm the immortal. "Jake won't get to fight! Bella, please! Jasper and I went down there to help you, I got the vision too late! I had to leave Jake's pack to come to your aid! They are invading tonight, Bella, we have a plan! They're coming to save you, Jake, Leah and Sam. Please believe me! We are trying to help!"

Bella stilled between huffs of upset breaths, meeting the vampire's ocher gaze to try and see truth within those deadly orbs. Alice looked truly upset. Her eyes wide and brow furrowed in a desperate attempt for Bella's trust. Her grip on Bella relaxed and soon, she lowered her hands off of her pale exposed skin. The vampire had changed Bella into a simple black tank top and sweats, obviously having her taken care of after what her monstrous brother had done to her. Bella wanted to cry, her face scrunched up and tears welled in her eyes, but her fury over the injustices brought upon her and Jake kept them from falling.

Her eyes dead-set on Alice's, Bella spoke sternly. "Dress me up one last time, Alice. I solemnly swear this will be my last charade with your God forsaken family."

Alice nodded in agreement, but with sadness in her eyes. It was obvious she would miss Bella and the opportunity to have her as a sister had been thrown out the window a long time ago. Once upon a time, Alice had her hopes up about the idea of Bella being a vampire alongside the Cullens. Of course, that was back when Alice felt like part of the family too. She sighed and turned on one uplifting heel as she always did and revealed a sky blue gown with matching heels, just for Bella.

"Then I will enjoy my last night being your sister, Bella." Alice smiled sadly, as she left her to get ready.

Jasper's boots could be recognized by any who truly knew the southerner and the vampire he had chosen to be his leader turned the corner, following the sounds of his trademark footsteps. Carlisle's gaze expressed concern. "Have you seen Edward, Jasper?"

Jasper's eerie yellow eyes traveled off to the side for a moment, before locking onto his once beloved father. Of course, Carlisle was unaware that his son was about to betray him and was just in the process of escorting in the vengeful wolves from La Push. "No, Carlisle. I haven't seen Edward in over a week. Alice just met with Bella, though. Looks like the golden child will be running late this evening. Told Bella he wouldn't be meetin' her till right before the Monster gets into the ring."

Carlisle sighed, distressed that his most involved child was missing on such an important night. Jasper had burned his brother's body in the incinerator after knocking out Jacob, so Jasper was confident he had covered his tracks well. "I am going to go get ready, then. Hope to see you there soon, son." Carlisle disappointingly tapped Jasper's shoulder as he went to pass him, while Jasper stifled the urge to knock the comforting grip off of him out of bitterness. The vampire son stood there for several moments, lost in his jealousy and grief over his father's obsession with this place, then moved back towards the path he was currently paving. He would be personally bringing in four of the Quileute wolves, manipulating each vampire around them to be too distracted to even notice the wolves in their flock of sheep and the war in their midst.

"He's in here, Bella." Alice lead the vision in blue to a hidden room. "You just push the palm of your hand here-" Alice pointed to the area on the handle-free door. "And it will open!"

Bella looked at Alice, saying a silent goodbye. Alice simply shrugged, then wrapped her arms around Bella in a hug. "I hope to see you again one day, under better circumstances. I'm sorry if I haven't been the best friend I could have been, Bella. I truly am." Bella returned the hug, but said nothing. She would miss Alice, but was more grateful that all of this was almost over. "And don't worry, Jasper and I will make sure you all get out. Just bring him to the end of the East corridor when you're ready and we will take him from there." The hug broke and Alice walked off, giving Bella one lasting look before turning the corner in her little black Chanel dress, then disappearing from Bella's sight.

Bringing her tiny manicured hand to the hidden door, she jumped back as the door slowly opened to reveal Jacob Black sitting at the foot of a small bed. The room was like a smaller version of Bella's, which put her at ease knowing that Alice had made true on her promise that he was being taken care of. He wore black shorts and for a moment, she wondered if he even realized she was there. The grown-up and savage looking form of the boy she once knew was staring down at the floor, no longer a boy and very much a man...if not animal. For a moment, she feared her presence would startle him and that she might possibly be in danger here.

She opened her stained peach lips to speak, but no words escaped. Then, he simply turned his dark gaze upwards. It was as if their souls had held hands as they looked into each other's eyes, a connection was there that had once been taken for granted.

"Jake?" She managed to utter in a mere whisper, but the sound of his name had caused a quiet growl to emerge from his throat.

Had this been a trap all along? Had Alice set her up to be killed by the very thing she had been obsessing over for countless months?

Bella backed up against the wall as the now skittish Jake paced back and forth at the far side of the room, simply staring at her. She wasn't sure what to expect, but she never would have expected this.

"Jake, it's me, it's Bella." She said as a single tear traced over a layer of makeup. The horror of what had happened to them both was in his eyes and no doubt, it was also in her own. They were two different creatures now and maybe, the past was not enough to keep her safe from Jacob.

The Monster stopped in his tracks and just stared at her, the most beautiful creature he had ever laid eyes on, as she seemingly mourned for him. She did not seem to want to hurt him, which temporarily confused him. He thought maybe she was here to punish him for killing the Cullen boy last night, but it seemed she cared little about the vampire. He approached, slowly, cautiously, unable to resist the pull she had on him. Her beauty entranced him and he was letting his guard down.

Bella's breath staggered as he came closer, his stance was rigid, as was hers. Both feared one another, yet held a need to be close. It was an odd blend of emotions that both were struggling with.

Another tear fell down the path the previous had tread and Bella stared up at the large man before her. He was close now, intimately close. She watched his dark eyes inspect every inch of her face with confusion and even adoration, which baffled her. Could it be possible he had forgotten her?

She dared not speak, for the sound of her voice might frighten him. Instead, she waited and watched.

Her eyes had on flattering, yet simple make up that framed her brown eyes seductively. The gold flecks in them were highlighted by the peach and brown shadows on her lids, her eyelashes were dark and inviting, just as inviting as her parted lips were.

The Monster brought his calloused hand up to the smooth curve of her cheek where the tear had fallen, revealing the hint of the bruise that a mask painted on had struggled to cover. His eyes darkened dangerously at the tarnish, his shoulders tensed as he thought of the Cullen and what he had done to the beautiful girl. His anger shook him, yet he kept his hand gently upon her face while he brushed his thumb lovingly over the ugly bruise and fallen tear.

Bella brought her opposing hand slowly up to his shaking shoulders, making him tense harder and even take a step back. Jake had retreated his hand from her momentarily, before realizing it was alright before stepping back towards her.

"What did they do to you, Jake?" She asked softly as more tears fell from her eyes.

The Monster did not understand her words, but simply wrapped his arms around her protectively as she fell into his chest to expel a few more tears on his behalf.

This chapter is for jharv241, who always writes me reviews and has stuck with this story for so long. Thank you jharv241!