Ok, just a quick and much appreciated thank you to all my reviewers, love you guys! Also, I'm working on a one-shot of how Carlisle and Esme became one, and am hosting a poll on what color Esme's eyes should have been while she was human, so go ahead and vote! The story itself will be up within the week so hopefully you'll take a look, so I can put the right color, yes? Here's chapter fifty, read, review and enjoy!

I do not own any of Stephanie Meyer's work, solely the plot and some new characters in this story.

***************************Nessie*******************************

"Oliver!" I cried, running forward, but stopped short when I realized what it was exactly that had toppled him over.

A vampire.

I didn't recognize the white skinned woman that eagerly lashed at Oliver. She was beautiful, giving me the impression that even as a human she may have been one of the prettier ones, and judging from her bright red eyes…

My second of shock vanished and I sprinted ahead towards Oliver. He'd sprang up as soon as he hit the ground, lunging and swiping as if the fall hadn't done a thing to him, but I could tell from the trail of blood on the floor and the way he swaggered when his left foot hit the ground that he was far from ok. I was by his side in an instant, ready to attack alongside, but just as I made to launch onto the marauder's back, another form hit me from the side.

"Ooof!" I rolled backwards as the wolf that hit me followed me to the ground, nudging me with his nose away from the battle anxiously, trying to do so without actually hurting me. I looked angrily at Tom; couldn't he see Oliver was in trouble?

I made to get up again but he pushed me down, this time with the heavy forepart of his paws. He looked at me with pleading brown eyes, willing, begging me to listen to him…I hesitated…and then he bounded away from me, joining in the fight against the red eyed devil. Just as he reached them however—

"Oh no, we won't be having any of that," said a cool, high, almost child-like voice. Tom dropped instantaneously, cringing in a mess of his own taupe colored fur. My whole body froze at the sound, bringing chills and fear into my heart. I searched for the perpetrator, but didn't see her…I recognized that voice…it was the same one from my latest nightmare and…I glanced back at Oliver, fighting and losing against the much stronger, much faster vampire that lunged in and out against his wounded form. He snapped and growled but it was no use, she was much too good…she must be a newborn, I realized, noticing how hastily she went in for the attack. The twins, however, had never had to actually fight a vampire, so they wouldn't know how to beat her…If it were anyone else fighting her, any other wolf, or any other vampire…

I knew Oliver couldn't win, not against her enhanced newborn strengths. The only way to beat her would be tactfully...Jasper had only shown me how to fight several times in my short life, but no one else knew where we were, and the twins couldn't communicate to the wolves in here…My vivid dream crashed back down on me, and I realized now why I had never actually seen the wolf's color fur; it had never been Jacob in my dream, this was it, I just knew it, and Oliver was going to die if…I knew if anyone had a chance it would be me.

"Renesmee," Tom suddenly gasped, a broken heap on the ground. I ran over to him. He looked exhausted, and I noticed for the first time the deep gash that cut across his body, from the corner of one shoulder to around his middle and back. Blood seeped out in slow but unrelenting streams and I knew he needed medical attention badly. He was naked, of course, having phased back involuntarily from the unidentified pain that followed that evil voice, but that was the least of things to worry about. I wanted so much to comfort him, to take him back to Carlisle, even healing the way they did, I knew Tom was in critical condition but…Oliver could sooner die if I didn't get to him soon…

"I'll be right back, Tom," I sobbed. I hadn't even realized I was crying. "Oliver needs my—"

"No!" he cried again, his eyes shutting tightly as the single word caused a shudder down his back. I could see he was in pain, but…I glanced back at Oliver, who was still miraculously on his feet.

"I have to go, Tom. If I don't Oliv—"

"Trap!" he said again, grabbing onto my shirt this time, looking into my eyes desperately. He pulled me closer to his tear stained face, "It's a trap!"

A trap? I shook my head. It didn't matter, I wasn't about to let Oliver die! "I have to, Tom!"

"But Renesmee—"

But I had already sprinted back towards the violent battle along the shores of our once haven. I didn't understand any of it. Why had she come here, deliberately to pick a fight with Oliver? There were at least two of them, that much I knew, remembering the high girly voice…it was so familiar…and the way Tom had cringed on the floor…there was some connection there, but where…I stopped my crazed brain as I lunged onto Oliver's opponent; there would be time for questions later.

As soon as I bit into her stone skin I felt myself being thrown back onto the ground. I knew she was strong but I hadn't really anticipated just how strong. There was no time to dwell on that fact, however, her eyes were suddenly on me, a hungry gaze that took in my flushed face and pulsing veins. I could see Oliver struggling to get her attention again, but, as if she'd been only stalling the entire time, with a quick swipe she easily sent him flying backwards twenty feet. I watched in horror and fear as my best friend flew as if he were nothing but a rag doll, blood following him from a new gash in his neck.

In his neck! My heart plummeted when he landed, nothing more than a lifeless heap soaking the beige landscape of dirt with a fresh shade of dark red.

"Oliver!" I screamed, scrambling up and making to run towards him.

He couldn't be—there was just no way he was—in one swipe, he couldn't possibly be—

I felt another blow to my middle as the perpetrator hit me again, stopping me from running any farther. It knocked the breath out of me and I was momentarily blinded behind the onslaught of tears that had already been running down my face and a dizziness that seemed to unfurl with her last hit. She came towards me slowly, licking her lips in an evil smile as my caught unawares body lay crumbling against a tree. She laughed when I spit out blood, wiping away hastily…it was enough to send me over the top.

Tom was lethally wounded; Oliver was…I didn't even want to think of the possibility. My vision cleared and I felt an intense energy build up inside me, fury and utter loathing for the vampire before me. It was an incredible sensation, like nothing I'd ever felt before. I was nothing but a savage vampire in this moment, and I knew whose death I was about to end.

"You bitch!"

I leaped onto her in a flash, noticing with satisfaction the surprise in her wide eyes. I swiped at her pretty face, ripping off a good portion of her flawless skin from her right cheekbone. She angrily swiped back, just barely missing decapitating me when I dodged and encircled her around her back in one fluent movement. I grabbed her around the neck with my elbow, pulling it tighter and turning it as she stumbled backwards slightly. My moment was short-lived, however; she backed me up against a tree and slammed me into it, bringing about another set of dizziness to my already pained head. I ignored it, darting back into her exposed neck as she turned around triumphantly. She met me halfway, grabbing my hands as I reached up to swing at her. She was stronger than me, and so I slumped down purposefully and slammed into her midriff. She sailed backwards a good ten feet, but was back on her feet and at my side in a flash. I only barely missed her clawed punch; I was ever grateful for daddy's inherited speed. We made contact again, struggling against each other, mirroring hatred for the other. I thought of my two friends whose lives she was so close to ending and again I felt a surge of energy. She suddenly laughed again.

"Ah, are you worried your little dogs are going to die?" she sneered. I blinked in surprise, losing my grip in the same second. How did she know…then I remembered just what I'd been thinking at that moment…I must've not been controlling my thoughts…it gave me an idea, but my second of surprise was enough to put me back in her grasp; I found myself once again on the ground, this time right at her feet. She placed her hands on my head, ready to twist but I grabbed onto her arms simultaneously, sending a new line of thought into her mind.

Blood. Delicious, tantalizing, and very much distracting human blood.

Tact. She was a newborn and blood, human blood was her weakness. I prayed it would work, at least long enough to give me the upper hand…

She froze, her eyes widening with the pictures I sent her, almost as if in a trance, one glorious moment of utter helplessness and vulnerability. This was my only chance. I sprang on her, never releasing my contact with her, and placed my own hands on her head. For an agonizing second, I saw her blink and stare at me with realization at her mistake, at her hesitation, her own hands coming up to defend herself by pushing me away, but she was too late.

With a quick flick of my wrists I snapped her neck and landed gracefully behind her. Her body remained upright for another terrorizing second, and I almost lost hope that maybe my hasty plan hadn't worked.

But then she fell, face forward into the soft sand underneath our feet, unmoving with wide, blank eyes.

I knew I needed to burn the remains to be sure, but how?...without having ever done so in the past, and acting solely on the little knowledge I knew about starting fires, I quickly broke off several branches and two thin pieces of wood from a nearby tree and began the impossible idea of starting a fire. The vampire was unmoving, but I knew from Jasper's stories that you could never tell with our kind, that being burned was the best way to be sure. I began to frantically rub the two pieces together the way I'd seen it done on TV, hoping fervently that this would work…and then I saw a spark. I rubbed faster, my stomach fluttering when an actual flame erupted. It made my spirits soar, and I wasted no time in gathering the limp form of the evil vampire and throwing her in.

Her body burned quickly, blackening against the wild orange of the flames, and the smoke rose high towards the ceiling of our little hideout, billowing into a dark cloud at the summit. For a long while I stared in horror and shock at the ashes forming underneath the barely solid form of the red eyed beautiful woman, grasping exactly what I had just done…

She was dead.

*****************************Tom*********************************

I couldn't believe my eyes. I'd somehow managed to drag myself over to my bleeding brother. He too, like myself, was no longer in his wolf form, but very much human and naked like myself, breathing raggedly through his nose and only barely aware that Renesmee was fighting the killer leech by herself. I knew it was a trap; the other vampire, the one I knew to be hiding in the shadows still, had threatened me with staying out of the fight in hopes of baiting Renesmee. It was all I could do to yell out my brother's name before the same girl attacked me, crippling me and slicing through me in my inhibited state. As soon as Oliver had fallen, though, she'd released me. I'd used what strength I had to phase and get away and to Renesmee, but not before the evil leech set loose the excruciating pain on my body once again. I thought perhaps my brother and I could handle the violent one—the one Renesmee was now fighting—and just maybe Renesmee could get away. But now we were both wounded.

The pain in my own chest increased with every breath I took, and yet I knew it was nothing compared to my dying brother.

Dying.

I knew just from looking at him that he was dying, and would die if he didn't get to a hospital soon. The realization caused insurmountable heartbreak in me, Oliver was every bit a part of me as I was to myself, if anything happened to him…I cried aloud, taking his hand in mine as he continued to breathe with difficulty. I could feel my own chest choking with pain but I ignored it; all that mattered was that my brother stay alive.

He mumbled incoherently, and I painfully managed to lift my arm onto his brow. "Sssh, bro," I said, my voice breaking, "it's alright, Renesmee's doing an awesome job—"

He opened his eyes more. "Renesmee?" he choked out, and I could see his own worry reflected back from my own, increased tenfold for the girl he loved. At that instant I heard a loud 'snap' and turned my head, with difficulty, towards the battle going on not too far from us. I smiled encouragingly at my half-conscious brother.

"She won, Oliver, the bloodsucker's dead," I said soothingly. I knew, of course, that there was another one, but I didn't want my brother to know that; he was already in too much pain to know Renesmee's fight wasn't over. It was all I could do to keep him calm in his mortally injured shape.

He cracked a small smile. "Th-that's good," he said, before coughing out another spout of blood onto my face. I could see that the gash from his neck was starting to heal on its own, but the damage was already too deep. I forced back my tears.

"Hey, hey," I said in a tight voice, "relax, ok? You need to calm down a bit."

He nodded his head slightly, his eyes closing heavily. "Am dying…" were his next words; my pulse began to race despite my own catatonic state.

"No," I said firmly, squeezing his hand, "you listen to me, Oliver, we're going to live through this. Just keep blinking so I know you're ok, alright?"

He didn't move.

"Oliver!" I gasped, my sobs no longer silent. He blinked. "You idiot," I sobbed, "don't do that to me! I still need you, Renesmee still needs you!"

He blinked several more times, and smiled weakly at me. "Ok," he managed to breathe out.

"Alright then," I said, bringing my hand up under his head to keep him from choking on any more blood. His ragged breathing continued, wheezing with this struggle to remain conscious.

I suddenly smelled smoke and Renesmee was immediately by our side, her eyes wide and confused, scared and worried. I looked up at her with the same daze.

"I'm going to get help," she said, her voice surprisingly steady, she kneeled down and looked at both of us, her chest heaving maniacally when she took in Oliver's still body. "Take care of him, Tom, I'll be back in a flash with daddy and Carlisle. They'll know what to do—"

"Oh no, sweetie," another voice suddenly interrupted, a voice that chilled my blood to the core and made Renesmee jump up defensively in front of us. "I'm afraid that's not part of the plan."

A small girl, barely the height of Renesmee herself, was standing ten feet away from us, her eyes glistening triumphantly at Renesmee's haggard self. Run Renesmee! I wanted to yell, I knew of her dangerous power and if Oliver and I were destined to die, so be it, no need for Renesmee to die too. I made to yell but Renesmee suddenly took a step forward and glared at her, a look of resigned but complete determination on my friends face.

"Renesmee, she has a gift, she can—"

"I know what she can do," Renesmee said quietly, her eyes flashing darkly, as if remembering a sinister memory. She stared down the smiling vampire and said one word.

"Jane."

Oh dear :( Oliver is really, really hurt, Tom isn't too far behind, and Renesmee is facing Jane! What is going to happen next? I really need feedback this time, this was my first 'battle' scene and I'm unsure if it was done properly, so let me know what you think please. Also, as a little preview, Jeanine is going to slip (this time by accident) in a bit, which means Alice may see something after all! So yay! That has to be good news right? This was supposed to be the beginning of an exciting 'plan in action' series, so please, please, PLEASE review and let me know what you all are thinking. The rest of the plan's execution should be done within the next two chapters (but I'm not promising anything) and we will find out more. Alrighty, well, thanks to those who have reviewed thus far, I think I have tomorrow off so I'll try to update by then, if not then asap, thanks again!