Visibility Isn't Always What It Seems! ('Visibility' series Pt 3)

Can Vampires Be Insane? (Epilogue Pt 2)

Bella                                                                                                                                                       Hola Mexico

Once on our way it didn't take long to cross the border into Mexico, the guard were quick and efficient. They didn't waste time making decisions; they were already worked out for them. It would be later that any random ones would be needed until then they worked like a well-oiled machine. We were in the rear; I was flanked by Peter and Jasper in absolute silence. The time for talking was well past and each was lost in their own thoughts. I know neither really wanted to be here, but for me, they were both enduring. The camp when we eventually found it was, well disgusting!

What was this the dark ages? There were rats scavenging amongst dead bodies and flies everywhere. The newborns were filthy and encrusted in blood and venom. Had the woman never heard of a bar of soap, even the Volturi wee scrunching their noses at the smell? I just looked at Peter and Jasper and whispered,

"We appear to be a tad overdressed. I hope the first thing you did when you left was have a bath and a flea check?"

Even the guard chucked at that, they could hardly believe it either. Dear god this was the twenty-first century, why would anyone live in such squalor unnecessarily? There were newborns everywhere, but no proper guards or defences that I could see. When the scout returned he confirmed my thoughts it was chaos down there. Then we saw her, swanning about with everyone grovelling in fear at her feet. That was it, that was her once defence. Jasper was shaking his head as if he didn't understand.

"She's never let things go this bad before. It was never a palace, but it was cleaner than this! Where's her guards? Is she so busy recruitin', that she's leavin' the camp unprotected?" he hissed.

This would be a lot easier than we guessed. But to be sure a twenty-mile sweep was done to see if there were any hidden traps waiting to be sprung. We were going to hit them at noon, Jasper and Peter explained that although the newborns knew the sun couldn't hurt them, they were encouraged to stay out of the sun. This was mainly so as not to give away numbers and locations. As we glided towards them, there was panic. No organisation and no discipline. Newborns were running around aimlessly and a few were using our appearance to break into the cells when unchanged prisoners were held. Felix motioned for Jasper to check out how many were alive in there and to free them.

"Free them?" I asked,

"Yes, they will be locals and already know what we are. This way we can send a message! Tell them to tell everyone the She-Devil died today, Hale!" he shouted after Jasper, not wishing to give him away just yet.

Peter inched closer to me and I shook my head, he had to hold his position and act like a guard. A bunch of the newborns ran at us and I flicked up my shield, removing limbs as it passed in front of them, before they bounced off of it and lay confused on the ground. Had they never seen a power before? Well, I admit mine was one of the rarer ones.

"She making for an exit, there's a tunnel below that shack" Peter yelled and her head whipped around and an evil grin spread over her face.

"Bueno, bueno, capitán Whitlock, vuelva a ofrecerle sus servicios, ¿no? ¡ Necesito un buen limpiador, como puedes ver! El personal de por aquí son terribles hoy en día" she said moving toward him, slinkily, looking like a venomous snake.

My shield would stop her adding any more lairs to Peter and Jasper fear, but before Peter could answer Jasper did,

"Speak English bitch!" he spat and came to stand beside Peter and I once again.