The Twilight Saga

Bella’s happily ever after lasted two days. This is Bella’s own account of what happened after Breaking Dawn, her growing understanding of her powers, her battle to remain with the man she loves, finding her place in her new family, and the ever-present threat of the Volturi.

New posting Chapter 55 - Postscript

 

Cold Gray Light

by Chris

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Please view the new trailer by Jesse Desplat it is brilliant.

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This fantastic trailer was made for me by Marisa Wilson

 

Please view it is spine chillingly good

 

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Thank you so much Marisia!!!

 

 

Contents

Chapter 1 - Intuition

Chapter 2 - Warning 

Chapter 3 - Hope

Chapter 4 - Plan

Chapter 5 - Escape

Chapter 6 - Journey

Chapter 7 - Motherhood

Chapter 8 - Dreams

Chapter 9 - Calls

Chapter 10 - Danger

Chapter 11 - Fight

Chapter 12 - Inquisition

Chapter 13 - Peace

Chapter 14 - Talents

Chapter 15 - Return

Chapter 16 - Talk

Chapter 17 - Training

Chapter 18 - Together

Chapter 19 - Moods

Chapter 20 - Untruths

Chapter 21 - Departure

Chapter 22 - Unwelcome

Chapter 23 - Drill

Chapter 24 - Arrival

Chapter 25 - Discovered

Chapter 26 - Words

Chapter 27 - Manipulation

Chapter 28 - Consultation

Chapter 29 - Awakening

Chapter 30 - Impass

Chapter 31 - Tale

Chapter 32 - Ancestors

Chapter 33 - Shadows

Chapter 34 - Voice

Chapter 35 - Messages

Chapter 36 - stand-off

Chapter 37 - Patrol

Chapter 38 - Diplomacy

Chapter 39 - Rules 

Chapter 40 - Eyes

Chapter 41 - Disclosure

Chapter 42 - Why

Chapter 43 - Reconciliation

Chapter 44 - Confession

Chapter 45 - Spirit

Chapter 46 - Disbelief

Chapter 47 - Teams

Chapter 48 - Practice

Chapter 49 - Match

Chapter 50 - Betrayal

Chapter 51 - Realization

Chapter 52 - Confrontation

Chapter 53 - Untangling

Chapter 54 - Revelation

Chapter 55 - Postscript

Chapter 1 - Intuition

 

From the moment I walked through the door I could feel his eyes on me. Boring into me, owning me, watching even the minutest move I made.

I thought that I’d lose this intuition when I became a vampire. But in reality it had just got stronger along with everything else.

I thought for a moment about the one big change that my transformation had made, my thirst. Although I was still young, and the thirst for blood should be overwhelming, I had been able to handle it from the first moment I awoke in my new life.  No one knew why that was. I could cope with human scents even up close, when I should have wanted to drink them dry. The scent caused me physical pain, an intense burning from my nostrils all down my throat, and feeling my throat squeezing tight with the dryness. But it was bearable. This was unusual for a new born. My kind usual manage this much control after a few years. But even with my self control the thirst was still there, the longing for something to put out the dryness.

My mind churned again. My mind could think of so many things at once. The dryness was always one of my thoughts, sometimes near the surface, then moving back into the background.  I could keep all the thoughts in my mind -- juggling two, five, ten thoughts in parallel -- but never mixing them. Like watching ten TV channels at once. Another vampire trait.

Maybe I was just being paranoid. Maybe there was no one looking at me. I still hated attention just as I’d done as a human, I still shied away from it. I was just letting my imagination run away with me again. No one was looking at me. But I could hear his heartbeat six feet to my left, slightly behind where I was standing. He was sitting on a chair next to the loveseat. He was close enough to feel the warmth of his skin in the cool of the morning air. I could smell the strong scent of the skin pouch he wore round his neck. A smell that forced out every lesser smell from that part of the room, like a car headlamp blinding out a flashlight. It was not just the animal fur with its heavy notes that I could smell, but what was inside it. The herbs and berries that it contained, each type giving a new harmony to the smell. Some sharp, some sweet. Some I knew -- citrus, juniper, cinnamon -- some I had no words for.

Maybe he was just looking at Nessie like everyone else in the room. My four month old daughter was reciting a poem for her audience in her beautiful childish voice, complete with dramatic pauses and carefully characterized accents for the speeches. She was a very advanced four month old. She looked more like a small four year old, but she would have been counted as a genius in any preschool. This was because she was half vampire and half human, and of course could never be allowed in preschool. Her brown hair, with a tinge of bronze that came from Edward, fell down her back in beautiful curls. Her eyes were a warm milk chocolate color that had been mine when I was human, and were now excited by the attention she was receiving. Her complexion was pale with a healthy pink glow of excitement.  We knew now that her rate of growth and progress would slow and she would be fully mature in another 6 and half years, and then live forever.  We’d learned this from Nahuel only two days before. My dark worries of losing Nessie had vanished.  We’d thought we would have to watch our daughter grow old and die in fifteen short years, and we would mourn her for ever.

I didn’t look to check if I was right about Nahuel and his staring. I had caught his eye only once that morning, when we came in and gave the usual greeting to our family and their two remaining guests.

I still didn’t understand why these guest were still here. Yes, I was grateful to them, especially him. So grateful it hurt. He had saved us all: my daughter, my husband, my vampire family, my wolf friends, and me. And he put himself and his father and his sisters in danger. How could I not be grateful to him. We all were.

I’d asked Edward twice why they had not left with the other guests after the standoff with the Volturi. The first time was after the celebrations when all the other guests had left and we had taken Nessie back to our cottage to sleep in her own bed. This was the first day that we’d met them, the first day of the stares. Edward had given his answer, saying Nahuel was so glad to know that a family like ours could exist. A family with a half vampire child, the only one Nahuel knew of that was not related to him, and a surviving mother. Nahuel’s mother died in child birth and so did the mothers of his half sisters.

It is rare to find a vampire who would want a physical relationship with a human woman, even rarer to find a women who survived such an encounter. Her life could end at any moment if he did not concentrate fully on keeping her alive. And what about the outcome of such an encounter? Mortals are not compatible with half vampire babies, the babies are so much stronger than the women.  I had only survived thanks to the care given to me by my vampire family and because Edward changed me into a vampire as soon as the baby was out. The memories of this violent birth were now dimming for me. The vampire venom had mended the terrible damage and left me whole, strong, and beautiful.

According to Edward, Nahuel had spent his long life, over 150 years, thinking he must be evil to the core to have killed his mother. But seeing me set him free from his guilt. He now blamed his father for not caring for his mother as Edward had for me, and for not changing her when Nahuel ripped his way out of her.

The second time I’d asked Edward why Nahuel and his aunt (a full vampire) were still with us, Edward said that they wanted to learn more about our vegetarian lifestyle. This was how we liked to describe our abnormal hunting habits in the Cullen family. Unlike other vampires we only hunted animals, not humans. This gave us distinctive golden eyes which intrigued the normal red-eyed vampires.  When I asked this second time, it was not what Edward had said that set me thinking but the way he said it. If I wasn’t his wife and didn’t know him so well I would not have noticed the slight tightening of his straight shoulders under his tan colored jumper, and that he was holding his perfect jaw a eighth of an inch higher than normal. He was lying to me.

Edward lied a lot. He had to. When you can read the minds of everyone in a mile radius then you have to lie to appear normal. You have to learn to ignore the thoughts most of the time.  You have to answer only the questions people say out loud and not all the far-reaching ones they think in their heads but don’t dare ask. Edward also felt he must not betray confidences of those around him. It was not as though he could stop hearing thoughts if he wanted to, and not as if people could stop thinking when he was around, so he just didn’t pass these thoughts on. I was a shield which meant that he could not read my mind, not even when I was only human.  Now that I was a vampire I had learned to remove my shield if I wanted, but I could only do so for a few moments at a time and even then it was exhausting work.

But why would he lie to me about why Nahuel and Huilen were still here? We had just made it through the worst danger imaginable: the whole of the Volturi forces lined up against us, the judges, jury and executioners of the vampire world. We had survived that, so what now? What was he covering up? Surely we had to have a break from peril sometime.

Maybe bad luck was something that I’d brought with me into this life. Since I met Edward as a human I had always had bad luck. My life before Edward, before my return to Forks to live with my Dad, Charlie, was a quiet life in the big city of Phoenix with my Mom, Renée.  The memory of this former life was becoming hazy, almost a pre life to my human life, as if I was now in my third life, not my second. I’d had too much on my mind to sit down and think about it, though that was the only way my family said that I would remember it for the future.   As I remembered it now, it was a happy but lonely time of looking after my hair-brained mother and being the adult in the relationship even though I was the child. She didn’t need to be looked after in a physical way but in an emotional one, helping her to organize and control her life.  I was the one who made sure we went to the store when we needed groceries and that we went to the bank when the bills needed to be paid.  In many ways you could say I was her keeper rather than her daughter. This role was taken by Phil, her husband of nearly three years.

I argued with myself that I had already brought my shield through to my vampire life along with my strange ability for self control.  I was sure that I could not have brought anything else. I had left my clumsiness behind, which was a truly good thing.  I now moved so fast and was so strong that if I was clumsy lots of things would get broken.  Not just inanimate objects, but living things.  Even people.

I looked over at Edward, to keep my eye from straying to Nahuel. His beauty never failed to amaze me. He was stunning. His eyes were a warm amber color. But this morning more like stone than liquid. Something was bugging him. No doubt he was hearing things he didn’t like. His face muscles twitched slightly and his teeth locked together noiselessly. His smile remained, a facade to keep the others away from his upset within. I had no idea what he had heard or who it was that was having these thoughts, but my mind turned to Nahuel again, though I didn’t let my eyes follow. Edward would tell me when it was right and certainly not in the middle of this gathering.

Edward applauded when Nessie came to the end of her poem, pride now on his face. I felt a jolt of joy at his pride. I was proud of her, naturally, and applauded loudly too. But to have him so in awe of her gave me such a feeling of belonging. I had, in the end, been able to give him something so worthwhile. A daughter, our miracle. It made up for the lack of balance in our relationship. He had given me everything: his love, his life, my new life, money, possessions, a home, a car, a family. But the one thing that that he had never imagined, that none of our vampire family had thought possible, came from me. She was a delight to them all, and especially Edward.

It was only as I turned away from Nessie’s performance that I noticed Alice was staring into thin air, her eyes out of focus, completely still. I knew she was seeing something. My sister’s ability to see into the future was enviable. It had made her top of the Volturi’s list for acquisitions.  It was this ability that had saved the family and herself many times over. The future she saw was only one of the possible outcomes. If decisions that had been made were changed then what she saw would change.

“Demetri is coming,” she said simply in a clear chiming voice, not altering her stance at all. “Aro has decided. He will follow Carlisle to us.”

Carlisle was at her side in an instant. “But why?” he whispered. “Why now?”.

The image of the the Volturi tracker was instantly in my mind. It was not possible for anyone normal to run from Demetri. He had a gift for finding them. But this gift needed access to someone’s mind, and it was something I could block with my shield. As well as being a tracker, Demetri was a warrior, with centuries of experience working with the Volturi.

“But why, Alice?” he asked again.

Alice had gone back into her trance. This time it took her over a minute to come round. “He comes only to observe,” she said with a little relief in her voice. “Aro will order him to stay with us and just observe. He is to watch Nessie grow for Aro and to find out more about the wolves for Caius. He is to cause us no trouble. He will be ordered to hunt like us. Aro wants to see how this will change his character. He is report back regularly by letter. This order will be made at full council the day after tomorrow. He will arrive three days after that.”

She looked around the stunned room.

“Please look for more,” Carlisle urged her.

“Demetri will bring a note with him from Aro but they know that I can see what it says so you will be forewarned. Aro is staring at it so that I can read it...

My Dearest Friend Carlisle,

I am sending my dear one Demetri to visit you as an emissary. I feel that our last meeting left a rift between us which I want to close. I have asked Demetri to learn about your life style and your beloved granddaughter so that we may better understand each other in future.

I ask you to take Demetri into your hearts and your home, and to this end I will ask him to make himself useful to you and cause you no trouble. Please use him as a son.

Yours in friendship,

Aro”

Carlisle looked aghast. “Is there more?” he said, shaking his head.

Her face returned to the distant mask, but seconds later disgust was clear on it.  She came back to the present again shaking her head. “Uh, that is so gross”.

“I saw part of the inner council meeting that was only the family, no guard. It is so gross.” she said, hardly able to speak for revulsion. “Aro says he wishes to watch a half vampire child develop first hand. He says that he will order Demetri to try to father a child when he has returned from his visit. He laughs and says that he may have learned some restraint from us. The mother is to be the only human they trust, their administrator Gina. They will promise her immortality if she successfully gives birth, but she has no choice. If she says no, she’s lunch. He says it will be a great honor for Demetri to father a child to be brought up and studied in Volterra. Caius is against the idea, the decision will be put off until a later date... I can’t see further than that, I’m not attuned to them, I can’t see so far ahead into their futures, I can’t see if she will become pregnant or if they will kill her, it is many months away, it may change.”

There was stunned silence.

All the joy after the last successful encounter with the Volturi was gone.

Then the speculation started. Alice could see the event but not the motivation behind it. It boiled down to three simple questions: why this? why now? and why Demetri? A dozen answers to each question came from the gathered family.  The most likely answer was that they wanted to catch us doing something against the rules as soon as possible, and Demetri can stand up for himself.

The others gave little thought to the planned baby. It was beyond the immediate worry and didn’t affect us personally. But my mind was on Gina and how I could help her.  I had only just survived my own pregnancy and I had had good medical care and love from all my family. I felt cold, cold to the heart.

Had I started some new vampire fashion? Would lots of vampire males want to father children? And what of the vampire females, would they want to become stepmothers? I thought of the loss of human life. I thought of Gina.

I found myself a spot on the floor and sat there still, shocked, horrified.

The discussion went on for nearly an hour, until Carlisle looked at the clock and said that he had to go for his shift at the hospital.

He turned to our guests, “Nahuel, Huilen. It may be best if you were not here when Demetri comes to call. I do not wish to ask you to leave but for your own safety I must ask you to think about what you want to do.  You know you have our thanks for what you have done for us, and I owe you for the safety of all my family. You are welcome here at any normal time.”

It was Huilen who spoke this time. She spoke simply in her heavy accent. “We will leave before he arrives.”

Carlisle smiled warmly at her. “That is for the best. We can visit you before long, and maybe meet Nahuel’s sisters if that is possible.”

The others continued to speculate after Carlisle had gone, Emmett debating with Jasper the possibility of beating Demetri in a fight. Jasper thought that if there were several of us it may be possible, but it would only bring the rest of the guard down on us, a battle which we would not win this time.

Alice touched me lightly on the arm, tutting at my pants and jumper combination. My favorite sister was never happy with my lack of fashion sense. But she could see the future, and would have known the day before about this particular lapse of mine. I thought to myself that I would suggest to her that she warns me in advance next time, so that I don’t disappoint her again.

“You know, I thought you would have learned a little by now Bella,” she chided quietly. “I will just have to take you back to your cottage and show you how to match up those pants myself. I didn’t spend weeks putting together your wardrobe for you to use it like this.”

 

That morning I must have really gotten under her skin. How could she care so much about fashion when she’d just given us the news about Demetri? Really. It made no sense.

I looked down at my outfit. It didn’t look that bad to me. I’d made sure that some of the threads in the jumper were exactly the same tone as the pants, but if it made her happy we could be home and back in a very short time. A few minutes out of the house would do me some good.

“Edward,” she chimed. “I’m taking Bella back to your cottage, can you look after Nessie by yourself?” The look on her face one of great effort.

He smiled warmly at her. “By myself? I don’t think that I will ever be allowed to look after Nessie by myself. She has too many fans for that.” He looked quizzically at her while he made his answer, as if they were having another inaudible conversation but failing to understand each other.

It was true. Most of the room were watching Nessie again, just waiting to see what she would do next, fascinated by her. Her Aunt Rose and Grandma Esme sat on the floor with her.

“We’ll see you soon,” Alice chimed again, wincing with effort, like a small child trying to remember a really difficult times table sum.

As soon as she said this I looked around the gathering to smile a normal goodbye. Then I saw him, Nahuel. He was staring at me. Staring at me with total adoration in his eyes as if I were the only thing he could see in the world.  The only thing he had ever seen. Like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time.

Oh no... no please no, I screamed inside my head. My face turned from a smile to sheer dread, his calm face turning from adoration to puzzlement at my expression.

Edward stiffened beside me, but said nothing.

Alice tugged my sleeve and we were off through the patio doors at the rear of the house,  running back to my cottage hand in hand. I was only too glad to go, and Alice's excuse was perfect.

As soon as we were over the river she said in a very hushed voice, “Shield me, stop him reading my mind.”

 

New posting Chapter 55 - Postscript

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amazing chapter, chris!! sorry it took quite a while for me to read it, been out of reach of a decent internet connection. ah, anyways, the suspense is killing me! now what's wrong? guess i better move on to the next chapter.

happy new year, bye!

Hi Carmela,

Thanks for the comment.

Glad you enjoyed the chapter.

Hope the new year goes well for you.

Best wishes

C.

Love it!  great update!  Fred deserves everything they give him...where is Nessie?  can't wait to read your next udpate!

 

Hi Kelley,

 

Thanks for the comment.

How far do you think that Bella would let Jasper go with Fred - would she allow him to be ashed?

How did Nessie get off Fred's shoulders - she must have had help - someone helping her and Bella but who?

Best wishes

Chris

Chapter 50 - Betrayal

I jumped into the tree where Nessie had disappeared.

Immediately my shield was gone and I could hear Jasper retching below, next to the remains of Fred.

“Nessie,” my voice desperate, she wasn’t in the tree!

“Over here Mommy.”

I dropped out of the tree and ran to my daughter who was standing totally unscathed 20 yards away.

“How did you get here?”

But she too started to retch. I pushed my shield back over her. I could hear Jasper still retching under the tree where I’d just been. I was sure I could hear someone else further away in the forest retching but I couldn’t see or smell them.

I picked Nessie up and hid her face close to my body so that she wouldn’t have to see the grim realities of the situation. Fred in pieces over the forest floor and Jasper on his knees vomiting what looked like week-old blood in large black clots.

I pushed my shield back over Jasper.  He rallied and turned to face me. His face was pale and old black blood clung around his mouth.

I put Nessie down behind a dense bush away from the worst horror. “Stay here love, while I try to sort this out.” I whispered quietly to her. She nodded, still looking ill.

I bent over the remains of Fred.  He had stopped yelling.  He lay on the ground, his eyes half shut.

“We don’t have time for this,” Jasper stated.

“Why? Do we need to get back to the match with the water? Is Jared bad?”

“Bella, what are you talking about? He was kidnapping you and you are worried about a wolf needing a drink?”

“I was just persuading him that it wasn’t a good idea when we heard you coming towards us and you did this...” I gestured to the distributed parts of Fred. “Thank you for coming to rescue us. He threatened Nessie and I’m not going to trust him again. But you really didn’t need to do this. We’ll have to get Carlisle to put him back together.”

“Bella, stop, we don’t have time!”

“What’s up Jasper?”

“Up? The Volturi are coming Bella! The match was all a set-up to stop Alice seeing. Demetri set us all up. We have to run. Now!”

I stood rooted to the spot. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t think. We had been betrayed.

A few more seconds and the realization had sunk in.

“We need to go back and fight. We need to take Fred back, it is the only way they will stand any chance.”

“No! Alice and Edward sent me here to run with you and Nessie. She has foreseen it is the only way. We have to go now and run. You need to shield us from Demetri.”

“No, I have to go back, I have to shield them all.”

“No, it is you they are seeking. Aro has worked out what you are. We have to run.”

“What does he think I am?”

“A cuckoo, of course. No time for denials, we have to run.” He picked up Nessie and put her on his shoulder. “We have to run now, do you want her harmed?”

“No, but the others, they need our help. We can’t just leave Fred here, they will need him to help.”

“I can dispose of him quickly to stop the Volturi getting hold of him.” Jasper walked towards Fred as he said it.

“No Jasper, I meant they need his talent and he needs Carlisle to help with his arm.”

“No Bella we have to run, we are all in danger. It will be worse for them if you stay near.”

And with that he set off, Nessie on his shoulders. As he picked her up my dream came back to me again. The man in shadows in the forest with Nessie on his shoulders and me with them knowing we had to get away. But it was different this time. This time the danger was clear, the Volturi were after us, the man with us was trying to save us.

I looked down at Fred, and after Jasper. Fred opened his eyes a little more and focused on me.

“You have to go with him, he has your daughter now,” Fred said heavily.

I threw Fred his arm and sprinted after Jasper, and after my Nessie.

“But Mom what about...”

“Not now Nessie,” I said as I caught up with them.

“But...”

“I said not now.”

“Run, run as fast as you can,” she shouted into the forest.

“He’ll soon mend his broken bits, don’t worry, and then he can run somewhere else, we don’t want him with us.” I explained to her. But even then I wasn’t sure that we were talking about the same person.

“Where are the others now?” I demanded.

“They are still in the clearing waiting for Aro. Edward wanted me to get you and Nessie safely away. Carlisle needs him to read minds.”

The horror hit me, the Volturi again, Demetri betraying us. I was sure that Aro would bring no witnesses this time, just death for all my family and the wolves.

“Take Nessie, run with her, keep her safe, I have to go and shield them.”

“No Bella, you have to run with Nessie, you have to hide her from Demetri.”

I took a few seconds to process this information

“Leave my husband unprotected from Jane and run?”

“Yes, it is what he wanted, he told me to say It is your duty as a mother.

I could imagine Edward saying that to Jasper.

“What about Fred?”

“Leave him, either the Volturi will burn him or he’ll put himself back together and run. Why should we care after what he did to you? You can’t trust him, you said so yourself.”

The voice inside my head was there again. Oh no, now we have real danger, you can’t fight and win.

“Is your shield tight round us all?” Jasper asked. I nodded. I wasn’t going to let anyone in.

We started running towards town as fast as we could with Nessie on Jasper's back.

“We have to drive, we’ll get a car and go South,” Jasper said.

I couldn’t understand the jolt of joy that came from Jasper. It was very strong, but he reined it in immediately to leave just a calming. Joy? Why would he feel joy at this situation?

We ran in silence, except for my internal voice which I didn’t understand.

Charlie again, That’s right, you are doing the right thing, just keep the situation calm. You’re going to have to talk things through with him slowly. Don’t try anything yet, let him feel secure as if you are happy to go with him.

I screamed inside my head at the stupid voice that wouldn’t go away. Of course I’m not happy, I want my husband and my family to be safe from the Volturi! I thought to myself.

My mind turned away from my ridiculous inner voice. It was still talking but I’d stopped listening.

I knew we needed to get into a car then drive and swap cars many times to cover our scent trails. We’d need passports.

“Jasper, passports?”

“It’s OK, we can stay in the States for a while, go South, and we’ll get some along the way. I have many contacts, they will need to be silenced afterwards, but that is a small price, it will make me stronger.”

I shuddered. A small price? I didn’t think so.

A shot of calm passed through me again. He’d spotted my revulsion.

“It’s OK Bella, you won’t have to pretend any more. Carlisle, Esme and Edward aren’t going to be with us.”

“Pretend what?”

“You know.”

Leave it, Bella,
the voice of Edward ordered

I did as it asked.

As we hit the outskirts of town Jasper slowed to a walk and let Nessie down off his back.  He held her securely by the hand. I took her other hand.

He confidently walked up to the first fast looking car we came across, popped the hood and disabled the alarm by ripping it out before it could make a sound. And then we were in. Jasper knew just where to hit a car like this to make all the door locks pop open.  The ease with which he did this took me by surprise. I wouldn’t know where to start. Maybe this is something else I need training on.

Bella, when you’re in the car, he may feel more secure and he may open up. Then we can find out what he wants.
 It was Charlie again.

What he wants? The Volturi are coming, what does it matter what anyone wants?
I was inwardly screaming at my voice.

We were in the car. I was in the back with Nessie, I couldn’t risk sitting in the front with her until we were out of town. I hated the thought of someone I knew spotting us in a stolen car. It would kill Charlie, a last betrayal before he never saw me again, what would he think? Would the Volturi take him too? Would they take him as food? Just cleaning up?

“Bella be calm,” Jasper soothed, and another shot of calm passed through the car. Nessie fell asleep again, Jasper's power hitting her hard.

“Jasper, it’s so hard. I won’t be there to shield the others from Jane.”

“I know, but we need to concentrate on our part now. We have to run away from them so they will never find us. We need to keep Nessie safe. We have to be safe away from here. Me, you and Nessie, safe together.”



End of Chapter 50 

Oh, dear.  There is no one to trust anymore.  What a mess.  Fred in pieces.  Jasper abandoning everyone but Bella.  Demetri, a Volturi to the end.  I wonder exactly what is true and what is not -- who is lying and who is not.  At present, it is Jasper's word alone leading Bella.  Suspicious.  What an unhappy family.

Don't forget it was Demetri who suggested the match with the wolves - was this only for the cover it gave - to stop Alice seeing - After all with so much wolf in her life she would have seen little in the last coupld of weeks.

And Bella has been shielding Edward when they are at the main house and during training so he can't hear other mens thoughts. Which means he may not of heared Demetri's thoughts about the match.

What will Bella do? Can she trust the voices? Where are they coming from - are they her mind trying to help in some form?

It's little Nessie I feel bad for - in her short life she has been threaten twice by the Voltuir.

Best Wishes

Chris

oh dear. I was not expecting this turn of events. Poor Bella, she can't trust anyone, not even Fred anymore. I wonder what will happen to him. Will Jared or the wolf pack finish him off? or will he escape or will the Volturi get him before he can get away? Mhh so many questions running through my head. I guess acts and looks can be deceiving at times, this goes for both Fred and Demetri. I don't want to see this story end on a bad note. I hope the Cullens will be okay

I like a good ending to a story - I know there has been a lot of doom and gloom so far.

What would the Volturi do with the rest of the Cullens? What would they do to Alice to get information about the future from her?

Which side would Fred be on if he joined a fight?

How well can Bella, Nessie and Jasper hide? Will Alice see? Will Demetri feel them at all? Will Bella manage to keep her shield up long all the time?

So many questions - I'm sure I'll answer some but not all.

Best wishes

Chris

good lord, and i thought the issue with jasper has already cleared up. well, obviously i'm wrong. i wonder where he'll take bella and ness. guess i'll wait for your next update, chris. happy new year!!

Hi Carmela,

Bella certainly thinks that the issue with Jasper is resloved and this is unrelated.

Best wishes

Chris

really? oh well, i suppose i should move on to the next chapter :)

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