The Untold Story

The Days Before The Fight

After a few days, Alistair left. I was astounded by how well Carlisle has managed not to lose his nerves. It was so unnatural, even for a vampire. I mean, Alistair was his good friend, and he has left because he was too dawn scared for his own life. I can't blame him really, but still that was shocking. Bella, Edward, Jake and Renesmee had gone to celebrate Christmas with Charlie. He had invited me, too but I refused.  I had too much on my mind. With too many vampires in the area, the werewolf gene had triggered. Though practically, that was an advantage for us, I couldn’t help but feel sorry for the boys whose life was changed forever. Of course, they will gain strength, would be able to live an abnormally long life but their human life would never be same again. I sighed. Being a werewolf is so much similar to being a vampire yet so different.
I decided to go for a hunt in an attempt to keep my mind of the fight.  On reaching the sanctuary, I closed my eyes and let my thirst take over. Now that I was out hunting, there was a burning scorching pain in my throat. Most of the small animals have hidden at my sight. They have sensed that I was not human. That made me smile. How peculiar: the small animals can sense the difference but the wise humans couldn’t.  I heard the voice of a stag’s hooves in the distance. I ran towards it. I approached him from behind. Before the poor animal could sense what was happening, I sunk my teeth into its neck. He made almost no effort to escape; his skin was like silk against my razor- sharp teeth. His warm blood soothed the pain in my throat. But it was over too soon. I looked at him and found that the creature had a wound on one of his hind legs. Great, Nick. How pathetic: you have hunted a wounded stag. That killed my mood to hunt. I returned to the Cullen’s house — my home.
I realized that the others have returned as well. I approached Renesmee. “Hi, Nessie. Did you have fun at grandpa’s?”
She didn’t respond but instead touched my cheek: that was her usual mode of conversation. She preferred to show people the answers to their questions rather than answering them in words. It was strange but all of us have gotten used to it by now. I saw their meeting. Edward had managed to act like everything was normal.  The tension on Bella’s face was however, almost evident. The werewolves were very excited about the fight. But there was something else: there was something between Charlie and Sue. It seemed like they were planning on getting together. It was an encouraging thought but maybe, I was just imagining things. That wouldn’t be the first time I was doing that. But yet, I liked to think that I was right about them.
When she retrieved her hand, something odd brushed me. I looked down and saw a strange ring. I asked, “That’s a very different ring you have there, Nessie.”
She too glanced at the ring and answered, “That’s the Quileute version of a promise ring. Jake gave me that.” After a long pause, she added, “Daddy didn’t seem very happy when he gave me this.”
I bit my help, trying to hide my smile. Of course, Edward didn’t like it. He was just being a father. I wonder idly how he would’ve react if he had known about Bella’s arrangements of Renesmee’s escape with Jake.
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The day we have been dreaded for months had come. Tomorrow, the Volturi would come to deliver their so-called justice. Today can be the last day of many of our lives. Nobody has said their good-byes, for it would have been meant accepting defeat without the fight, like typing ‘THE END’ on the last page of a manuscript.
I tried to focus on the positives. We have Zafrina; she would be able to make the Volturi blind. And then, there is Benjamin; he will be able to cause avalanches and maybe make many of the guards to get buried inside the earth. We have Kate; none of the Volturi would be able to touch her. Edward will also do well; it comes in handy in a fight if you are able to know your opponent’s moves before he actually make them.
But then it struck me: none of them — or any of the others, for that matter—would be able to stand for a nanosecond if Jane keep inflicting pain on us, or worse still, if Alec rob  them out of our senses. They can burn us alive, and we wouldn’t know a thing.
Just then I heard someone approaching. I turned around, startled, and saw Bella standing in the distance. What kind of vampire get scared this easily? “Sorry. I didn’t want to scare you”, she said.
“It’s alright”, I said after a short pause. “But why are you here? Shouldn’t you be with Edward?” I asked.
“I couldn’t relax, and I didn’t want him to stress him out”, she said.
“I can relate”, I said.
“I know what you’re thinking, and you are right. The result of the fight—if it comes to that—will depend on the two of us. I am nervous like hell, and it wouldn’t surprise me if you are, too.”, she said.
I didn’t respond to that. I was at a loss for words. She already knows me too well.
“What if we fail to shield us?” I finally worded my thoughts.
“We can’t afford such a thing, can we?” I looked at her. She seems composed, but I could tell she was scared, too.
“Did you tell Ness — I mean, Renesmee about the escape plan?"
“I have left clues. I hope they will be able to find them”
“They will, surely. After all, Renesmee is a smart girl”
“That she is"