Mackenzie Cullen

Chapter 16

**NOTE** This chapter is neccicary to the story, but there will be different characters perspectives.

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Esme's POV

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Why? I scream the word inside my head; why? Mackenzie is just a child, and has committed no crime, yet the Volturi still seek after her. None of us have done anything wrong, so why did Alice have that horrible vision?

Carlisle smooths down the hair on the back of my head as I sob quietly into his chest. My arms were wrapped so tightly round his waist that it must be uncomfortable for him, but I couldn't do anything about it. Even if I tried I wouldn't be able to move more than a few centimeters away from him; to be honest, I couldn't even manage that. I hold onto him as though he were a lifeline, because to me, he was. And if I let go of that lifeline, I would drown in my own sea of sorrows.

When Alice said that today, one of us would die, I felt as though a piece of my non-beating heart disappeared.

Carlisle makes my heart feel as though it is still beating, and for me to have to live without him, it would be like a human to live without air - impossible. And if that person were to be Carlisle... I know that I couldn't live alone.

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Edward's POV

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Pity, deception, hatred for the Volturi, for Eleazar; that's all that's in everyones' thoughts. Even Renesmeee despises him now. Carmen is on the verge of madness, battling whether she'll welcome him back with open arms, or kick him to the curb. I can't blame her for that, but I know which I'd choose if I were in her shoes. I could never hate Bella, no matter what she did. To hate your mate would be almost impossible, unless they did something so horrible, so terrible, that it shocked you right to the core.

This is all Eleazar's fault, Tanya thinks grimly, debating whether to hiss aloud or not. If he'd never gone to the Volturi, we could all be back in Alaska by now.

Why doesn't she just crawl into some hole and die? Carmen asks herself. If that stupid brat Mackenzie hadn't been born, hadn't killed her mother, or been imprinted on, then my Eleazar would be by my side.

"Carmen, don't think like that" I say through clenched teeth, using all of my strength to remember that Bella was still clutching my hand. "He did this to save you, remember"

"If she hadn't been born, all of you would still be living happily! If she hadn't been born, then one of you won't die!" she screams, forgetting entirely about my daughter and Mackenzie, who were both staring wide eyed at her.

"They weren't suppose to know" Bella hisses, letting go of my hand to hug Renesmee.

Mom, what did she mean? Which one of us is going to die? Renesmee thinks, putting her hand on Bella's cheek.

"None of us" Bella reassures her, wiping a stray tear from Ness' rosy cheek. "I promise"

Esme sobs harder; she was the one who said to not tell the girls. Carlisle's thoughts were scattered; some of the upcoming battle, and some on why one of our coven will die, but most were dedicated to calming down Esme. Jasper was using all of his energy to try to keep a calm atmosphere around the place, but was failing. Alice was trying desperately to see which one of us would die, whilst Rosalie and Emmett were simply thinking of each other; what could have happened in the future, small little details like that that one couple of our family will never experience again.

Why is this happening to us? Esme questions, Why? I'm not a fighter, I'm not anything. I couldn't protect someone if my life depended on it.

"Esme, don't think like that" I say, trying to calm her.

"Stop it, Edward. Please keep out of my mind" she sobs without turning her head. Carlisle shushes her, cradling her to his chest.

Bella was still trying to stop Renesmee from crying; I can't bear to see my family like this.

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Alice's POV

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I move my gaze back toward Jasper, to see him staring at me intently.

"Don't you dare" I hiss, my voice unnecessarily harsh. "Don't you dare calm me down, Jazz"

He sighs, before leaving my mood alone.

"Thanks" I mutter, burying my head in his chest. I know my mood was effecting him as well as me, but I didn't want to be calmed down. All I could think about was my vision.

The scene was fuzzy, because of the werewolves and hybrids, but I could still make some of it out.

I could see one of our coven stepping forward, toward the line of black; I couldn't make out who it was because of the werewolves that were dotted around the place. Aro remained with his guard as the member of my coven continues, and offers him their hand. He takes their hand in his, and begins searching their memories.

"My, she is very powerful" he comments, his milky eyes searching the line of my coven until his gaze lands on one blurry image. I knew in an instant who he was talking about, even though I couldn't see them. The person begins to walk back toward us, but, just before they were less than a few meters away from the Volturi, one of the cloaked figures grabs our coven member by the throat. They lift them from the ground, ignoring the feeble attempt to fight them off. I hear the sound of rocks hitting into each other, and realise that one member of our coven was being restrained. The Volturian holds the Cullen higher from the ground, and with one loud, screech, he digs his fingers into their neck, making the head crumble to the floor.

"NO!!!!!" someone roars from behind me, seconds before the carnage begins.

I sigh quietly; I just can't see who they kill. It's making me worry so much; which beloved family member will we lose?

I try re-focusing. And, using all of my mental strength, I force myself to see the vision more clearly. It comes to me on command, and I watch it again.

Now, I could clearly see the Volturian. It was Felix, and he was holding...

I gasp, losing all concentration, and the vision. I look around, double checking that I'd got it right. And I had. Me, Rosalie, Esme and Bella were all wearing the same thing; a simple black leather jacket, boots and trousers.

The one in the vision was wearing the exact same thing. I couldn't see their face, but I know who it's between now.

One of us four is going to die.

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Note: I'm thinking of doing a little competition, so, here it is. Who do you think is the one who dies in Alice's vision? Alice, Esme, Rosalie or Bella? I'll dedicate the next chapter to the person who gets it right, but I'll only upload once I've got a winner, though :P (Please put your answer in the comments if you'd like to enter), thanks:)