Turmoil [Emmett Cullen] (3)

[20- Fight Training]

When all the guests left, we had a family meeting. Alice brought everyone up to speed and described her vision in depth.

The atmosphere had completely shifted. Before the wolves involvement, the situation was becoming quite dire as the reality of what we were up against came into fruition. But now, it would be an easy win.

Bella, however, seemed more anxious than before. Jasper had created a calming environment around her. It wasn't working.

"Why should you be the only one who gets to beat up werewolves?" Emmett asked Bella, laughing enthusiastically and making all of us smile.

Esme kissed her on the forehead. "Everything is going to be all right."

"Try not to worry," Alice said, patting Bella's head. "Nobody's going to get hurt." She didn't look convinced.

I was conflicted. I didn't like the wolves. I would even go as far as saying I detested them. The grey one was my least favorite, after he attacked Emmett for no reason. I hated the way they viewed us, as the same type of vampires from their legends.

More than my prejudice against them, I hated losing. I was fiercely competitive. If I opposed to this temporary alliance that guaranteed us a win with no casualties, I was the one who had a problem. I needed to set aside my personal views and focus on the fight.

Maybe it wouldn't as difficult working with them as I imagined. Like Emmett said before, I was getting anxious prematurely. I would find out soon enough what it would be like to have the wolves as allies.

I gratefully changed out of my dress and into leggings and a fitted long sleeve. Since my preferred fighting style was agility and speed based—dodging rather than blocking— I wore clothes that were tight fitting, harder to grab. I made that mistake once. Emmett and I were sparring. I wore a loose fitting sweater and Emmett accidentally tore it off.

We made our way to the baseball clearing just past 3 in the morning. There was a renewed sense of confidence among us.

We formed a loose circle at one end of the clearing and waited for the wolves. I really had no idea what newborns were like, let alone an army of them. Was it misplaced to be excited for the newborns to come? I mean, aside from the reason they were coming – to kill Bella – I had an actual opportunity to tear apart some vampires. No more practice fighting in the woods with Emmett. No more training sessions with Jasper hammering me to the ground. This was real. My family's lives depended on me.

"Aren't you glad we fight with each other all the time?" Emmett asked Esme with a smirk.

She shook her head in resignation, "You three tend to take it too far. Remember that time Jasper almost tore your arm off?"

I laughed, "That's what happens when you're a lousy fighter, Emmett!"

I heard Bella and Edward enter the clearing.

Wasn't it late? Shouldn't she be asleep? Edward nodded in agreement at my thought.

"Is Edward letting you fight?" Emmett asked as they came over.

He rolled his eyes, "Don't give her any ideas."

"What a shame. You could give Eleanor some pointers on her punch!"