Bella built a fireball
and I did the same with a ball of ice. We infused our souls into our combined
powers and with a whoosh, we sent the glowing ball of energy to the entrance.
It exploded, and the doors flew open, followed by a deafening silence, an
unnatural silence.
The calm before the
storm …
“Now!” Peter hissed,
and he took off, his blade glimmering in the pale moonlight.
We made our way into the compound. Tanya morphed into her bear form, attacking
dark elves as they appeared out of nowhere. The other shapeshifters attacked
the werewolves. Bella and I worked as a team, attacking the dark creatures and
ending them effectively with our combined powers. Alice and Jasper used
enchanted arrows, shooting the wolves and dark elves from the protective wall
surrounding the compound.
Kate used her electric powers, zapping everyone in her reach
and Garrett utilized his knowledge of weather control to darken the situation
further, blanketing the compound with a dense fog.
“Edward, we need to get to Aro,” Bella said, lighting an elf
on fire. He screamed and I froze him, destroying him with a swift kick to his
midsection, shattering his frozen form. “Where is he?”
I opened my mind to her and she saw a throne room from my
memory. “Can you blink there?”
“Hold my hand,” she said. I did so and I felt the world fall
away and we were inside. A trio of werewolves were guarding the throne room. They
were large and snarling angrily. I fell forward, turning into a lion and
infusing my claws and teeth with my magic. I ran forward, sinking my teeth into
the jugular of one of wolves. With a harsh twist, the wolf’s neck was broken
and he fell down, dead. Bella was calling upon her powers, surrounding the
second wolf in a circle of fire. I roared and blasted the wolf that Bella was
attacking with subzero air, freezing the wolf. She blew up the wolf and his
gore covered the dark walls.
“Get her,” said a female voice, sounding very much like a
child.
I changed back into my fae form, glowering at the two tall
creatures in front of me. I narrowed my eyes, smelling the distinct scent of
vampires, sweet and cloying, with decay surrounding them. I glared at them.
“Jane,” I snarled.
“You know of me,” she smirked. “How quaint.”
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