"James" Her voice floated inside the room, bouncing off the many walls in an echo. "I'm here" A gush of wind passed Michelle making her eyes shoot to the side. "If you wish to fight me, face me like a worthy opponent." A chuckle was heard before James rose from the shadows.

"Here I am." He smirked, stepping into the sunlight, showing off his true skin. "How about you show yourself, sweetheart." Michelle stared at him for a second, before she took a step forwards, her wings appearing from her back. James let out a deep breath, relieved and excited at the same time. "That's my favorite part." He stepped towards her and around her, circling his pray. Michelle stayed perfectly still, like a statue as he walked around her, sniffing her hair, touching the feathers on her wings. He finally stepped back into her eyesight, a camera in his hands. Michelle clenched her jaw but remained still.

"So to make things more entertaining, I'm going to make a little film of our time together. Borrowed this from your friend. Hope you don't mind." He moved even closer to her, pointing the camera at her emotionless face. "It'll break Edward's little heart." He reached out, smelling her hair and touching her throat. Michelle's eyes snapped to him, making him stop.

"Edward has nothing to do with this." She nearly hissed. James smirked, his hand now on her neck, feeling her blood pump underneath his fingers.

"He will. His rage will make for more interesting sport than his feeble attempt to protect you." His face turned into a sickening grin, as his hand tightened around her throat. He lifted her off the ground and threw into a set of mirrors. Michelle groaned as she felt shards of glass pierce her back and arms. "Beautiful! Very visually dynamic. I chose my stage well." James grinned, walking towards her.

"Still stubborn, aren't you? Is that what makes you special? Besides the obvious. Because frankly, I don't see it." He inhaled the air, smelling her blood thick in the air. Michelle groaned but sat up. She took one of the chards that had impaled itself into her arm and pulled it out. She hissed but within seconds the wound was closed again. James crouched down and pulled another shard out, smirking as he noticed her winch. "Too bad he didn't have the strength to mate with you. Instead, he kept you like this, unable to connect with him." Michelle glared up at him. He pouted. "You've succeeded in annoying me." he stood up and stomped onto her leg.

Michelle closed her eyes tightly, as well as her mouth, not giving him the satisfaction of her hurt as she felt her bones break.

"Tell Edward how much it hurts." He taunted, moving his foot. Michelle didn't budge, although blood started dripping from her hands, as she clenched them so tightly. "Tell him to avenge you." Michelle send him a cold hard glare. James sighed and moved is foot off her leg, closing the camera. "Cut! The end." He smirked, about to start the real work when he was knocked down. Edward. Michelle tried to sit up but winched, a piece of bone sticking out of her leg. He recovered quickly, twisting so he had a hold of Edward. He smirked and slammed him into a mirror.

"You're alone... because you're faster than the others. But not stronger." He slammed Edward into the mirror, again and again and again. He then threw him to the ground and they fought. Edward tried, he really did but James was to strong. James grinned, about to deal the last blow when he froze. His hold on Edward lessened and Edward dropped to the ground, blinking rapidly. There stood Michelle, looking battered and bruised. Blood tickled down her arms, some shards still sticking out of it. She was breathing heavily, her wings trembling behind her.

Edward's eyes trailed down to her hand, seeing a bloody blade in it. He hadn't noticed she was holding that before. It was sleek and silver, not longer than a dagger. James let out a hiss, turning to Michelle. Her broken stance seemed to rebuild itself, her stance got strong as if daring him to charge at her. And he did. With inhuman speed he charged at her, slamming into her, dragging them both to the other side of the room. Edward got up and watched as James and Michelle fought in a rush of feathers and blood. After minutes it stopped, Michelle holding James up to a pillar. He clawed at her hands but her grip was iron. With a scream Michelle threw him into the ground and plunged her blade into his chest. James let out a last hiss as his body went limp . Michelle didn't stop however. She repeated her action, over and over.

"Michelle?" Edward called cautiously, not seeing her stopping. He ran over and gathered her in his arms, stopping her from mangling James' corpse any worse. Michelle's chest rose and fell quickly, her whole body trembling. A clatter was heard as Michelle's blade made contact with the floor. Edward froze. "Michelle?" He turned her around, to see her eyes closed and her skin pale. The rest of the Cullen family sped inside and gasped at the sight. Carlisle was next to Michelle in seconds.

"She's losing too much blood" He quickly pulled out the remaining chards and checked her over. Suddenly Michelle started convulsing, her wings trembled on the floor, feathers falling of them.

"Venom" Alice called, speeding over. Indeed, a bite wound was turning dark on her arm. Edward looked up, not knowing what to do. Carlisle placed a hand on Michelle's chest, keeping her down. He turned to Edward.

"You have to make a choice. Either let her become part of this, or she dies." Edward shook his head.

"No!" Alice crouched down next to Michelle, taking her hand.

"It's going to happen. I've seen it"

"It doesn't have to be that way."

"Alice, A rag, a shirt." Alice did as told, ripping a sleeve of her blouse and handed it to Carlisle. He quickly bound it around Michelle's leg, stopping the bleeding.

"What's the other choice? You said-"

"You can try to suck the venom out." Edward shook his head.

"I -- won't be able to stop"

"Find the will to stop. But choose, she only has minutes left." Michelle let out a whimper, more feathers falling off her wings, tears streaming down her face. Edward took a deep breath, knowing what he had to do, and did it.