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    Missing Sun

    "Um… Excuse me?" I squeaked at the guard, who were standing there, staring stonily at us.

    "Well," I heard Jasper whisper to me from behind "Ladies first!" And he shoved me into the guard. I screamed, and heard the distinct sound of Edward's hand on the back of Jasper's head. "Typical, pick on the youngest!" He said as he leapt over me into the crowd.

    "Technically, she's the oldest because she's eighteen!" Jasper argued as he leapt through the air, landing on Felix's shoulders and ripping off his head, laughing as Felix's hands flailed around, trying to get a grip on Jasper to fight back.

    "Tryin' to get a grip on the Cullen, huh? Well, I gotta warn ya," He paused to snap off an arm "We're a rough crowd!" Grabbing another arm and throwing it over his head, he moved on to Demetri.

    "No, he's mine!" Yelled Edward, and he and Jasper began bickering and having a tug of war over a terrified looking Demetri.

    "Whoopsie!"they laughed at the same time as they tore him in half.

    But I barely heard all this; I was busy stalking Jane. I thought to Edward "Mine! Bagsy!", but at that moment I felt a searing pain all over.

    Stupid me, letting down my shield in front of a room full of angry Volturi. I looked up and saw Jane smiling.

    "NOOO!" I screamed – just as she beamed.

    And for the second time in the past few days, I passed out. As Jake would say: "What a marshmellow!"

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