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Jasican's Point of View

I screamed loudly in pain as I grasped my right hand. I hadn't looked at it yet, as I had only just landed, Demetri presumably not too far away, but it had felt like a bomb, or a grenade had exploded. With everything happening faster than I could presently process at the moment, I had no idea how far I flew, or how much damage I had just caused. But more importantly, how the hell I was just able to do what I did.

I managed to roll onto my knees, vaguely aware of the amount of debris that coated me. While I knew, had I blasted anything off, I would be able to reintegrate it into my body, I didn't like the prospect of missing limbs for any length of time, especially, given the situation. Thankfully, as I examined my hand, it was still intact, but my palm had what I could closely describe as a crack, running all the way through. The cut was wide open with my blood, or venom, smeared around it and visible within, but as I had no beating heart, it was not flowing out.

I suddenly remembered Jacob and in a flash, I was standing upright, knocking off the remainder of the debris off my body. I only had time to get a quick glance at the area where I last saw him stand, the opening caved in and most of the building collapsed, before I caught Demetri out of my peripheral, rising fast and launching forward for another attack towards me.

Without missing a beat, I dodged him with a spinning jump. I felt myself reinvigorated after handling so many minds at once, but still taking care to keep the Volturi one's under my control. I once again found myself immersed in hope, thinking that after hearing Demetri's well-expressed dismissal of their importance, that I wouldn't have a need to worry about keeping them secure. Within seconds, the crack on my hand was resealed and I turned to face Demetri again. Words now seemed to fail him as he realized, as did I, that whatever had just happened to me, would most likely happen again, and I posed more of a threat to him as it seemed my power grew once more.

Demetri raced forward again, and I raised my hand directly towards him. I had no idea how I was going to duplicate what I had just done, or how much damage it would cause to myself. I attempted to replicate the desperation I was feeling, and found it didn't veer too far off the mark of what I was feeling now, and I could see the energy forming once more in front of my palm. I focused on the sensation, similar to my pervious powers, only this time, manifesting it into a physical feeling through my arm and pushing outward. At the same time I did that, I saw another hurl of near-transparent energy fly from my hand in a narrow, stretched, semi-spherical form aimed directly for Demetri.

The result was almost immediate: the energy hurl moved faster than Demetri could dodge and he flew fast and hard into the nearest building opposite of him, seeing both him and the energy cause the building to crumble around him. Taking the chance now presented to me, I raced forward with all speed to meet him while Demetri was still grounded. He was thankfully still lying on the floor, but quickly recovering, so I took the opportunity to punch him hard in the face in order to redouble my efforts to keep him down. I straddled him at his mid-section and firmly placed both my hands on his head. Before I knew it, the familiar feeling overcame me and I went in.

Jacob's Point of View

Dazed and confused, I found myself on my back and covered in wood and stone. A sharp pain emanated from my left side and I shifted back to human form to observe. As soon as I did that, I found a large, jagged piece of wood landing with a thud next to me, the tip coated with my blood, but it was only in about two inches, meaning in human form, whatever injury I sustained would be smaller and take less time to heal.

I picked myself off the floor and massaged my side, not caring about getting blood on my hands, and looked around at the fresh destruction. Moments earlier, I had found Jasican in trouble, with Demetri pinning him down by the throat and restraining him thoroughly. Before I had time to react, however, something like a bomb, or similar explosion, coming out of Jasican's hand and I found myself flying backwards. I wasn't sure what was happening now, as I was cut off from him until I found an opening and made my way outside. A quick search revealed an unblocked window a few rooms down, and without hesitation, I kicked the glass out, mostly by the center frame to reduce injury, and jumped out.

Not even a minute passed as I was making my way back to the town center when another explosion occurred about twenty yards to my left. Knowing it was Jasican, I hauled ass to meet up with him. I found a nearby wall blasted from either one of the explosions, and used it to arrive back near our original starting spot before hell broke loose. I glanced quickly at the gathering of humans and their vampire guard, looking upon the newfound destruction, which I went in head first without a second thought.

I was granted a huge surge of relief as I found Jasican melding with Demetri, having him under his complete control. I looked down at my side to see my wound now sealed, but still a few minutes away from becoming fully healed. Before I had time to ponder, I caught the scent of other vampires converging on us, and I walked around to see who it was, cautious enough to shift again at a moment's noticed.

I decided to attempt communication before showing aggression, "I should warn you, there are two incredibly powerful vampires that I suggest you do not piss off."

More humans and vampires started to walk towards me, and I found my hope of holding them off while Jasican finished to be fading fast. Half of them were speaking languages I clearly didn't understand, and the few that did speak English, did not indicate they wanted a peaceful resolution.

"Shit," I muttered to myself, and without another word, I shifted back into wolf form. I braced myself to fight to the bitter end to protect Jasican, but suddenly, before anyone had a chance to move, I saw streaks moving around the group of loyalists. I was relieved to see it was the three Cullens, and the rest of the group brought with us, including the backup Jasican intentionally left behind, along with Nahuel and his siblings. All moved into a near circle formation surrounding the loyalists.

Edward!, I telepathically called out to him. What the hell took you so long?

"It took a bit of convincing to gather Nahuel's more reluctant siblings," Edward replied. He turned to the loyalist and said, "It would be wise if you stayed put. I know half of you are humans, and our leader is capable of powers you can't imagine to deal with the rest. You can be assured that we'll send you on your merry way after Jasican deals with Demetri."

Speaking of which, why didn't we know about his arrival until two seconds before he attacked us? I asked in annoyance.

"Alice deduced that while her vision was correct, she didn't foresee Demetri already here," Edward replied. "Caius is still coming for Nahuel, and he was going to meet Demetri here. This Samuel guy had no knowledge of that."

I swear, the shit we have to go through... I trailed off as I went back into the ruined building without fear to check on Jasican, now convinced the loyalists are unable, but probably more unwilling, to attack. In fact, the prime guy, minister, or whatever, held a look of disgust on his face. Im sure Jasican would explain later.

I shifted back to human form as I approached Jasican. I could see his lips moving at breakneck speeds, learning to keep mostly silent when melding with another person, as he ripped the secrets out of Demetri's head. I grew a bit concerned he was taking longer than necessary, but after a few more moments, he relented, and released his hold on Demetri's head, and closing his eyes.

"Please tell me you got something," I asked anxiously.

He nodded his head, "It's still not the whole picture, but it'll be enough. Needless to say, we have much work to do in the coming months."

"Another road trip?"

"Of a sorts," he replied, now opening his eyes. "Is the situation under control?"

"For now, but I can tell the loyalists are getting restless out there," I said.

"Yeah, well, after hearing about their leader's apparent apathy towards them," Jasican stood up, "I don't think they're too inclined to help him too much anymore."

He stepped over his body and continued, "We need to work quick. Demetri is still under my control, but I have to speak to they loyalists and ensure our secrecy is maintained."

"Do you think they'll listen?" I asked with skepticism.

"I'm hoping so," he simply said.

Jasican walked outside and I quickly followed. He didn't go too far before calling out, "Prime Minister! Please come forward. I need to cover a few things with you."

For a moment, no one moved. Then he emerged from the crowd to face Jasican, and with a heavy accent, he replied, "Yes?"

"I do not know the role you play in the Volturi, nor do I care," Jasican began. "My goals are simply to bring vampires together and protect humans. If these are your interests, then we don't have a problem. If not, then I suggest you reconsider. I'm not one to make threats, but you have seen what I and my companions are capable of, and I'd hate to see any of this brought to Aro's attention, lest he place his anger on you. My request is to carry on like out arrival didn't happen, and never speak of us again."

"Do you really think you can get away with this?" the Prime Minister replied. "Or any of us?! You know his power, and you dare challenge it? You are incredibly stupid! And what about him?!" he pointed to the ruined house where Demetri still was. "How is he not going to remember any of this?"

"I have powers that center around total control of the mind," Jasican responded. "And as such, I believe I may have modified his memory to exclude the encounter with myself entirely. It wasn't easy, given I had never done this before, but as I had recently experimented with a similar concept, I'm confident I have at least suppressed, or eliminated those memories. You should be safe."

"Your speech is filled with 'maybes' and 'perhaps'," he retorted. "That does not guarantee our safety-."

"Your 'safety' was forfeit when you decided to deal with the Volturi," Jasican cut him off. "As I said, your reason for involving yourself with them are irrelevant, as I can imagine they aren't the best of intent. However, should you not take this road, and Demetri should relearn what has happened here, you are going to find yourself a very dead man regardless, and I shouldn't like to think what would happen once word reaches the world on what the Italian Prime Minister was doing in a remote, abandoned town in northern Chile, torn to pieces, without so much as a viable explanation."

Before the Prime Minister could react, Jasican finished with, "I believe you are an intelligent man, Prime Minister, I really do, so I suggest you take this olive branch and trust me. I'd hate to see any of you dead, as we deal with the preservation of life, not death."

"It appears, then, I have little choice," the Prime Minister reluctantly responded. "Do what you need, but know that you can't keep this up forever. I know not your previous encounters with the Volturi, but know they touch more places than you think. And let's just say Volterra is becoming a bit more cramped these days. That's all I have to say."

Jasican simply nodded his head and gestured forward, back to their original sitting arrangement before we arrived here. It took a little while as most of the native vampires and the Italian entourage looked apprehensive at best on being out of control of the situation. While Jasican coordinated the reset, for lack of better phrase, Edward and I, along with the rest of the group had helped clean up at least the surrounding area, so when Jasican released Demetri, he would have as least suspicion as possible. While I knew as well as anyone that this plan was far from perfect and still had it's loose ends, it was probably the best was to avoid our detection from Aro and the Volturi.

Jasican finally reentered the building where he kept Demetri and brought him out, eyes still glazed black from Jasican's control. Once he stood Demetri next to the Prime Minister once more, he said, "Now, I have brought his memory back to before he spotted us, when you were introducing him. I suggest you pick up from there and continue as normally as possible."

"And if he doesn't believe us?" the Prime Minister asked.

"Then I'm truly sorry," Jasican replied genuinely. "But you have to recognize how precarious the situation is for my coven, and my first responsibility is to them. And as mush as killing Demetri would end the problem here, anything that might arouse Volturi suspicion, I have to eliminate, and that would be, needless to say, a giant red flag. Much as I'm sure you don't value your lives right now, I can't be the one to solve all your problems. I may be powerful, but I'm still young, not fully in control, and I'm not a deus ex machina. I can't dominate my problems away, and I'm sorry I can't give you any better guarantees."

Jasican looked at his watch and said, "Exactly two minutes after we leave, I will release control of Demetri. The rest is on you. If you have a deity you worship, I suggest you start praying now."

Without allowing anyone to say another word, Jasican said, "Farewell," and turned to walk away. In moments, we left the town and I shifted back to quicken our escape. We headed back north, towards Nahuel's caverns. Like clockwork, Jasican, after two minutes, gave one final bodily vibrate, and his mind was now clear of controlling any Volturi vampires.

After we arrived, Nahuel turned to Jasican and said, "I apologize for the delay, but Serena and Maysun were a bit apprehensive in coming to your aid. Joham wanted no part in this and did his best to attempt convincing them otherwise. And Alice nearly ran after you herself after seeing you encounter this Demetri."

"It's quite alright," Jasican replied. "What matters is that we're all safe, at least for the moment."

"Are you confident you were able to modify Demetri's memories?" Edward asked Jasican.

"I can't be one-hundred percent sure," he replied. "It was lucky I had attempted to merge Jacob's memories with Alice's beforehand, otherwise, I wouldn't have had any groundwork to even access individual memories of his. It was incredibly complex, but I basically was able to start from his last coherent memory and rewind back the amount of time he had seen me, along with any scents from myself and Jacob, then I just cast blackness in that entire area from that point on. It's not going to be a lasting solution, and I think Aro may catch on, but my hope is that it's enough to prevent accelerating his plans."

"So, what happens to us in the meantime?" Nahuel asked. "Would you have us come with you?"

"If you, and your family are committed to our cause," Jasican began, "then yes. For the moment, however, it may be prudent if you were to stay here for the time being. If my efforts with Demetri fail even slightly, and Caius still arrives in South America to find you, your disappearance will cause suspicion, especially if Demetri has a tracking lock on you. I will, however, leave it to your discretion when you decide to join us in Washington."

"Agreed," Nahuel replied. "I may not like that scenario, but for the time being, I don't think we have a choice, given the circumstances. We will join you when the time is right."

"I look forward to that day," Jasican said with a smile, shaking Nahuel's hand. Just then, I hear a noise coming from behind us, and at first, I thought we had been discovered. Then, after a moment, I see one vampire carrying another, and I realize that it's Joham.

"Hey! You!" He shouted, now walking towards us. "Who the fuck is responsible for ripping my son's leg off?!"

With a start, I dawned on me that he was carrying Nikolai in his arms, his leg somewhat reattached, but apparently not enough to support it. I walked forward and growled at them both, before giving off a loud bark.

Jasican looked to be holding back a smile, and said, "Joham, if you think for a moment that I'm going to give a rat's ass about you or Nikolai, who nearly spelt doom for myself and the efforts of my entire coven by siding with the Volturi, you are clearly one delusional motherfucker. You should be lucky that's all Jacob did to him, and that you two will take the opportunity to fuck off."

"How dare-."

"Listen," Jasican started, "clearly, the Volturi have overlooked you transgressions, but needless to say, once they find your continued experimentation a threat against them, they will come after you, which suits me just fine, as it takes heat off us. But don't think for a moment you are in a position to do anything against myself, or my coven. And I suggest you keep a closer eye on Nikolai, as he clearly doesn't have your best interests at heart."

Jasican just turned away from him, leaving Joham speechless. He faced Nahuel again and said, "I believe it's time I take my leave. I look forward to seeing you in Washington."

"Until next time, Jasican," Nahuel replied, shaking Jasican's hand once more. "Farewell, to you all."