Preparing

I came back to the house for dinner. Well, not to eat, but to talk strategy. I sat opposite Edward, as I still was not fit to face him. I played with my fingers until everyone was seated around the dining room table; Me, Edward, Charlie, Carlisle, Esme, Alice, Jasper, Rosalie, Emmett, Jake and Nessie (eating dinner, but still tuned into the conversation). I sat next to Carlisle, who was at the head of the table. His hands were folded casually on the flat table and he eyed each and every one of us before speaking.

"We are faced with an unexpected problem, as I am sure you already know. What you might not realize, is that the Volturi have the upper hand in this matter." I gasped, What did he mean, upper hand? I stared at him blankly.
"What I mean is, the Volturi, being the ugly hypocrites that they are," there was disgust in his voice, "have been on a manhunt for talented vampires, and humans who they believe would be gifted in an immortal state. There has been a frenzy amongst them, and in which their numbers have increased greatly."
"No," Esme murmured. Carlisle looked at her sadly and shook his head.
"I know, it is dispicable. But this also means worse for our family. After they lost their members, mainly Jane and Alec, they have desperately been trying to find replacements. And according to Alice," he nodded his head in her direction, "they have succeeded. Oh, no. This cannot be happening. Was hope truly lost then? I peeked at Edward's face. It was grim, but accepting. He knew this was going to happen. And he had already resigned. He had already given up, surrendered to the enemies. I felt venom seeping into my mouth and red started to trickle down my eyes, making everything fiery. How could he have done this? Why did he have to be so horrible? I stood up, knocking my chair against the wall. I heard the crack as it broke in two.

"So is that it then?" Everyone looked up at me in surprise, but my eyes only saw Edward.
"Have we surrendered to the Volturi already? No fight? No persistance? We are not weak. We can do this, I know we can. But if one person doesn't put their all into it, it will come crashing down all around us." I glared at him, his face becoming angrier every moment that passed. 
"Bella, I know how you feel. And we have not given up hope. But there are complications we simply do not know how to resolve," Carlisle tried to calm me, but his words did not penetrate the surface of my skin. I turned around and walked out of the room, pausing when I reached the back door.

"Well, I don't know about you," I muttered, knowing they would hear me, "but I fight better when I'm angry." And I walked out the door. I heard the scraping of chairs one by one as my family came out to join me. Jasper  was the first one to appear by my side. Renesmee was right behind him. I felt my hard outer shell melt away.

"Renesmee, honey, I don't want you to fight with us." She peered into my eyes, looking for some kind of fault. I knew she wouldn't find any. Then she took my hand, and I saw that she wasn't going to give up. I took a deep breath and sighed.
"Jasper," I began, glancing at his tight face, "would you mind demonstrating?" He shook his head from side to side, then looked around me.
"Is he coming out?" He asked Carlisle. Carlisle rolled his eyes, which was very uncharacteristic of him.
"I don't-"
"Yes, I'm coming," Edward answered bitterly, closing the door he just stepped out of behind him. He jumped gracefully from the top step and took his position in front of Jasper. I backed up to stand next to Renesmee.
"Now watch very carefully," I whispered in her ear, her eyes staring intently on the unfolding duel. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a shadow run into the forest, and a pile of clothes laying on a rock. The wolves would be here soon. 

 

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