er deep, wild voice, staring intently at the three of us. Her English was strangely accented, her words pulling up in unexpected places. 

"I don't see anything I shouldn't," Edward said. 

"And you, Renesmee?" Zafrina asked. 

Renesmee smiled at Zafrina and shook her head. 

My fury had almost entirely ebbed, and I clenched my teeth together, panting faster as I pushed out against the elastic shield; it felt like it was getting heavier the longer I held it. It pulled back, dragging inward. 

"No one panic," Zafrina warned the little group watching me. "I want to see how far she can extend." 

There was a shocked gasp from everyone there �Eleazar, Carmen, Tanya, Garrett, Benjamin, Tia, Siobhan, Maggie�everyone but Senna, who seemed prepared for whatever Zafrina was doing. The others' eyes were blank, their expressions anxious. 

"Raise your hand when you get your sight back," Zafrina instructed. "Now, Bella. See how many you can shield." 

My breath came out in a huff. Kate was the closest person to me besides Edward and Renesmee, but even she was about ten feet away. I locked my jaw and shoved, trying to heave the resisting, resilient safeguard farther from myself. Inch by inch I drove it toward Kate, fighting the reaction that fought back with every fraction that I gained. I only watched Kate's anxious expression while I worked, and I groaned quietly with relief when her eyes blinked and focused. She raised her hand. 

"Fascinating!" Edward murmured under his breath. "It's like one-way glass. I can read everything they're thinking, but they can't reach me behind it. And I can hear Renesmee, though I couldn't when I was on the outside. I'll bet Kate could shock me now, because she's underneath the umbrella. I still can't hear you... hmmm. How does that work? I wonder if..." 

He continued to mumble to himself, but I couldn't listen to the words. I ground my teeth together, struggling to force the shield out to Garrett, who was closest to Kate. His hand came up. 

"Very good," Zafrina complimented me. "Now �" 

But she'd spoken too soon; with a sharp gasp, I felt my shield recoil like a rubber band stretched too far, snapping back into its original shape. Renesmee, experiencing for the first time the blindness Zafrina had conjured for the others, trembled against my back. Wearily, I fought back against the elastic pull, forcing the shield to include her again. 

"Can I have a minute?" I panted. Since I'd become a vampire, I hadn't felt the need to rest even once before this moment. It was unnerving to feel so drained and yet so strong at the same time. 

"Of course," Zafrina said, and the spectators relaxed as she let them see again. 

"Kate," Garrett called as the others murmured and drifted slightly away, disturbed by the moment of blindness; vampires were not used to feeling vulnerable. The tall, sandy-haired Garrett was the only non-gifted immortal who 

seemed drawn to my practice sessions. I wondered what the lure was for the adventurer. 

"I wouldn't, Garrett," Edward cautioned. 

Garrett continued toward Kate despite the warning, his lips pursed in speculation. "They say you can put a vampire flat on his back." 

"Yes," she agreed. Then, with a sly smile, she wiggled her fingers playfully at him. "Curious?" 

Garrett shrugged. "That's something I've never seen. Seems like it might be a bit of an exaggeration___" 

"Maybe," Kate said, her face suddenly serious. "Maybe it only works on the weak or the young. I'm not sure. You look strong, though. Perhaps you could withstand my gift." She stretched her hand out to him, palm up �a clear invitation. Her lips twitched, and I was pretty sure her grave expression was an attempt to hustle him. 

Garrett grinned at the challenge. Very confidently, he touched her palm with his index finger. 

And then, with a loud gasp, his knees buckled and he keeled over backward. His head hit a piece of granite with a sharp cracking noise. It was shocking to watch. My instincts recoiled against seeing an immortal incapacitated that way; it was profoundly wrong. 

"I told you so," Edward muttered. 

Garrett's eyelids trembled for a few seconds, and then his eyes opened wide. He stared up at the smirking Kate, and a wondering smile lit his face. 

"Wow," he said. 

"Did you enjoy that?" she asked skeptically. 

"I'm not crazy," he laughed, shaking his head as he got slowly to his knees, "but that was sure something!" 

"That's what I hear." 

Edward rolled his eyes. 

And then there was a low commotion from the front yard. I heard Carlisle speaking over a babble of surprised voices. 

"Did Alice send you?" he asked someone, his voice unsure, slightly upset. 

Another unexpected guest? 

Edward darted into the house and most of the others imitated him. I followed more slowly, Renesmee still perched on my back. I would give Carlisle a moment. Let him warm up the new guest, prepare him or her or them for the idea of what was coming. 

I pulled Renesmee into my arms as I walked cautiously around the house to enter through the kitchen door, listening to what I couldn't see. 

"No one sent us," a deep whispery voice answered Carlisle's question. I was immediately reminded of the ancient voices of Aro and Caius, and I froze just inside the kitchen. 

I knew the front room was crowded �almost everyone had gone in to see the newest visitors�but there was barely any noise. Shallow breathing, that was all. 

Carlisle's voice was wary as he responded. "Then what brings you here now?" 

"Word travels," a different voice answered, just as feathery as the first. "We heard hints that Volturi were moving against you. There were whispers that you would not stand alone. Obviously, the whispers were true. This is an impressive gathering." 

"We are not challenging the Volturi," Carlisle answered in a strained tone. "There has been a misunderstanding, that is all. A very serious misunderstanding, to be sure, but one we're hoping to clear up. What you see are witnesses. We just need the Volturi to listen. We didn't �" 

"We don't care what they say you did," the first voice interrupted. "And we don't care if you broke the law." 

"No matter how egregiously," the second inserted. 

"We've been waiting a millennium and a half for the Italian scum to be challenged," said the first. "If there is any chance they will fall, we will be here to see it." 

"Or even to help defeat them," the second added. They spoke in a smooth tandem, their voices so similar that less sensitive ears would assume there was only one speaker. "If we think you have a chance of success." 

"Bella?" Edward called to me in a hard voice. "Bring Renesmee here, please. Maybe we should test our Romanian visitors' claims." 

It helped to know that probably half of the vampires in the other room would come to Renesmee's defense if these Romanians were upset by her. I didn't like the sound of their voices, or the dark menace in their words. As I walked into the room, I could see that I was not alone in that assessment. Most of the motionless vampires glared with hostile eyes, and a few �Carmen, Tanya, Zafrina, and Senna�repositioned themselves subtly into defensive poses between the newcomers and Renesmee. 

The vampires at the door were both slight and short, one dark-haired and the other with hair so ashy blond that it looked pale gray. They had the same powdery look to their skin as the Volturi, though I thought it was not so pronounced. I couldn't be sure about that, as I had never seen the Volturi except with human eyes; I could not make a perfect comparison. Their sharp, narrow eyes were dark burgundy, with no milky film. They wore very simple black clothes that could pass as modern but hinted at older designs. 

The dark one grinned when I came into view. "Well, well, Carlisle. You have been naughty, haven't you?" 

"She's not what you think, Stefan." 

"And we don't care either way," the blonde responded. "As we said before." 

"Then you're welcome to observe, Vladimir, but it is definitely not our plan to challenge the Volturi, as we said before." 

"Then we'll just cross our fingers," Stefan began. 

"And hope we get lucky," finished Vladimir. 

In the end, we had pulled together seventeen witnesses �the Irish, Siobhan, Liam, and Maggie; the Egyptians, Amun, Kebi, Benjamin, and Tia; the Amazons, Zafrina and Senna; the Romanians, Vladimir and Stefan; and the 

nomads, Charlotte and Peter, Garrett, Alistair, Mary, and Randall �to supplement our family of eleven. Tanya, Kate, Eleazar, and Carmen insisted on being counted as part of our family. 

Aside from the Volturi, it was probably the largest friendly gathering of mature vampires in immortal history. 

We all were beginning to be a little bit hopeful. Even I couldn't help it. Renesmee had won over so many in such a brief time. The Volturi only had to listen for just the tiniest second___ 

The last two surviving Romanians �focused only on their bitter resentment of the ones who had overthrown their empire fifteen hundred years earlier�took everything in stride. They would not touch Renesmee, but they showed no aversion to her. They seemed mysteriously delighted by our alliance with the werewolves. They watched me practice my shield with Zafrina and Kate, watched Edward answer unspoken questions, watched Benjamin pull geysers of water from the river or sharp gusts of wind from the still air with just his mind, and their eyes glowed with their fierce hope that the Volturi had finally met their match. 

We did not hope for the same things, but we all hoped. 

33. FORGERY 

"Charlie, we've still got that strictly need-to-know company situation going. I know it's been more than a week since you saw Renesmee, but a visit is just not a good idea right now. How about I bring Renesmee over to see you?" 

Charlie was quiet for so long that I wondered if he heard the