A/N: Hey y'all!! Welcome to another exciting chapter of Soul Catcher! I'm so glad to be getting back into the swing of my stories! Alright! This chapter is from Christine's Point Of View, just so you know. Oh, My Edward, I just love reading all your reviews! You can't imagine how awesome it feels to read those, and know that people love the story, and they love your writing, and...just wow! I love you guys! Thanks so much, for loving it! I'm happy you do! K, this chapter is dedicated to Fallen.Angel.Promoted.Devil, for answering the dedication question correctly! Congrats! Btw, I'm adding another challenge at the end of this chappie, so be sure to check it out! Oh, and I don't own twilight. Thought I should put that in there. Maybe. Ok, here we go!

CPOV

What to do, what to do? Jane, Bella, Jocelyn and I had come to investigate the murders that threatened our existence, but how could I do that? The only one who could really find anything out was Bella, and her soul speaking abilities. The only thing I could do was examine the surrounding area for clues. Oi, I sounded like a poorly written Nancy Drew novel. I slowed my run and began searching the area. Vampires had definitely been through here before, but it had been a while ago. Their scent wasn't as strong as it would have been if they'd been here recently. Suddenly, a smell that made my throat burn invaded my nose and made me cringe. It was worse than were wolf. I shook my head, trying to clear the smell and stopped breathing as I moved forward through the underbrush. Even though I wasn't breathing, the scent still burned in my nose. My eyes would've watered if they could. I pushed aside a heavy branch and was met with the most horrible thing I'd ever seen, dead or alive. A pile of dead bodies lay decomposing in the small clearing, heaped upon one another. The ages and ethnicities ranged, showing no preference. I gasped in surprise, and stepped back as the stench of rotting flesh surged up my nose. The nature of what I was should have made me indifferent to such a large amount of death, but traces of my humanity still remained from my change. To be honest, this terrified me. I stepped back again and tripped, falling back. I kept staring at the bodies, unable to look away or close my eyes. I would never forget this. I never could. I felt myself shaking, gasping, going into shock. The bodies seemed to be reaching out to me, trying to grab me. I felt cold. They hadn't...they hadn't even done anything with the bodies. Just left them here for unsuspecting humans to find, the bite marks still evident on the throats. I heard something brush against the fronds behind me, but I couldn't make myself move, to attack or defend. For all I knew, it could've been the coven who'd done this, back to dump more bodies. And I couldn't move. But it wasn't. I heard a gasp behind me, and without thinking, I stood up and threw myself into the persons arms. Because I could not deal with the scene before me. I needed to be comforted. I needed to be held, and told it was alright, and just share the horror. The person I'd unthinkingly flung my arms around hesitated only a moment before wrapping their arms around me as well, and I instantly relaxed. I was still shaking but I felt better, comforted, as though everything would be ok, in the end.

"Christine, are you alright?" Someone asked. Jesse, I realized with a start. No. No, I wasn't alright. And then I completely broke down. I shook so much harder, and I started dry sobbing, clinging to him as though my life depended on it. He didn't hesitate to act. Without 

any warning, he scooped me up and began running. Three seconds later, I felt someone running beside us, but I couldn't move to see who it was.

"I'm taking her home," Jesse said, speaking to whoever it was beside us. "She needs to see Carlisle."

"She's scared," said the mystery companion. "No, she's absolutely terrified. Shaken, horrified, shocked, miserable. Furious" I realized that is was Jasper speaking as he listed off the turmoil of emotion I was feeling.

"Will she be ok?" Jesse asked as I whimpered into his chest.

"I don't know," was Jaspers simple reply. But I did know. And I wouldn't be ok. No until whomever had butchered those people was caught and dealt with. And suddenly, I reached a breaking point, where everything I'd just seen was shoved to the back of my mind, unable to deal with it. And that's when I noticed how nice Jesse's arms felt around me. Strong, and comforting, like he'd always protect whatever they guarded.

'Stop that!' I ordered myself. He could be the enemy. But right at that moment, that seemed hard to believe. It seemed so...right to be with him. I relaxed a bit into him, and suddenly, thoughts of death came rushing back. Because now I'd relaxed a bit, I could deal with them. But it was the anger that resounded through every fibre of my being. I would kill whoever had done that. They could've gotten me and my sisters killed. And all those people...too many. More than enough in the short time the murders had been occurring. Whoever had done that, would die. I would make sure of it.

A/N: K, hope you liked that! K, dedication question is...What is Renesmee's middle name? Also, bonus challenge...What song is this line from? "Hello there, Angle from my nightmare." That was the song I was listening to. I need band and title people! K, good luck, and until the next chappie! Enjoy!