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Focused Madness

Chapter 1

Fusedtwilight: Well here is the betaed version, I hope you all like it better now.

Unease: mental or spiritual discomfort. Lack of ease. Vague dissatisfaction.

Example: Charlie felt great unease about the child he met at the dinner.

Charlie P.O.V

Things had been delightedly quiet these last six months.

No reports of missing hikers, no mysterious murders, no sightings of giant mutant wolves in the woods, though I know more about the latter then I care to know.

My life was good now; Bella was married to that Cullen boy, much as I still have a little resentment at him I see how happy she is with him and little Nessie. I know she is Edward's niece but I swear that little girl looks like she comes from Swan stock, if I didn't know any better she had my curly hair and Bella's brown eyes. She also got Rene's energy too.

I know something us up with Bella, something supernatural, he skin, her eyes, her inhuman beauty like the rest of the Cullens. But after seeing Jake transform into a giant red wolf I did not want to know more than I needed, because if I learned no more I would not be able but help throw a major kink in Bella's life, as long as she was safe and happy that is all I need to know.

Also as strange and uncomfortable as it is for me to say I and Sue Clearwater are going strong. Yes I do feel a tad bad for dating Harry's woman, but how could I not? I promised him before he died I would look after her, Seth and Leah were hardly ever home and she was lonely.

After Bella married Edward I spent more time at her house. It just happened; I didn't plan it, neither did she. But when you reach a certain age and are at a point in your life, you just ignore the stuff you would have done as a kid and just go for it.

Sadly my relationship with Sue has put me at odds with my buddy Billy Black who thinks I am disgracing Harry's memory by dating his wife. I have not felt right about Billy ever since Jake's little transformation. All these years I thought all that talk about legends was just his belief in his peoples stories, all these years I think back to times he acted funny when wolves or the Cullens were brought up.

So besides Billy things were looking up for old Charlie Swan.

Until I got a call from Cora, asking me to come to her dinner to pick up an unruly kid. I did not mind, compared to the craziness of the last few years one unruly kid was a welcome change.

I spotted the kid as soon as I stepped into the dinner. He sat on a chair at the counter, he sat oddly, his feet were on the seat and his chin rested on his knees. He had light brown skin and dark hair, I thought he was one of the Quileute kids at first but the bone structure of his face said something further down south.

His hair was dirty and wild, covered in dry leaves and bits of twigs, his skin and clothes had serious mud stains. He looked like he hadn't seen a shower in a long time. I even could smell him, he smell foul, like he had been rolling in something dead. He was eating a sandwich, he kept it close to his mouth like he was afraid someone would run over and snatch it from him.

His eyes darted around left, right, left right very quickly, like he was on the lookout for danger.

Cora came walking over to me, a look of immense relief written on her face. "Thank God you are here Charlie," she said.

"What seems to be the problem Cora?" I asked.

"Charlie, he came in and asked for food. He speaks funny. I don't mean his accent which by the way is obviously from South American. But he is either new to English or has a mental disability and I am betting on the latter."

"Has he threatened you?"

"No, he has been good...but Charlie...he scares me."

"What? Why?" I glanced over at the kid; he appeared to be five or six years old. How can you be scared of a kid that young?

"It's the look in his eye, like he is wondering what I would taste like. It's scary, it's like having a tiger come into your place and sit down at your table. No one wants to go near him either, this place was packed earlier and when he showed almost everyone left. I mean the smell alone could drive them away and if anyone gets to close he hisses at them like a damn cat!"

"Okay, calm down, I'll take him to the hospital, let them check him out."

"Shame about him, he is a real cutie. Get rid of the smell, get him some proper clothes and I wouldn't mind him staying here."

I walked over to the boy, he tensed and glared at me and I froze. I could see what she meant. His eyes were positively wild like an animal. I remember a time when I was young, I went camping with my old man and went to relieve myself in the bushes one night, and I went a bit away from camp to do the deed when I came across a wolf.

It just looked at me; I looked at it frozen in fear. It didn't snarl or make any threatening motions, but the look in its eyes spoke volumes. It was studying me, judging me, weighing me down. If I moved against it, it would kill me, simple as that.

It ran off, I was not going to bother it and it did not need food so it left me alone. I quickly ran back to the tent, having already pissed myself scared.

But seeing this boy's eyes made me remember that wolf and I know if I am not careful this kid will attack me. Ridiculous as it sounds for me to fear this child of six or seven I could not help it, it was like some instinct in my head was telling me my life hanged by a thread right now.

The instinct was so strong my hand inched a bit closer to my gun, a few eyes saw my hand drift towards it and the tension in the dinner raised a few octaves. The boy winced as if he sensed. Then a strange feeling of peace filled me. I was just being silly; all the tension of the last few years was getting to me is all.

I approached the boy more slowly; he was still watching me with that predator look.

"Excuse me son, what's your name?" I asked.

He cocked his head to the side, the aggressiveness left his eyes, replaced by curiosity.

"I be Matthew...are you my daddy?"

I was taken aback. First time someone ever asked me that.

"What? No, I am not."

"Oh...that is okay I am guessing...I have asked a lot of people and they all say no too, you're nothing special." he finished his sandwich and burped loud. Little kid has a nice pair of lungs.

"Where is your daddy Matthew?" I asked.

He glared at me and I flinched. Despite my uneasiness about him I could see what Cora meant about him being a good looking kid. He looked like a little dirty faced angel.

"If I was knowing that I be finding him!" tears filled his eyes and I felt bad for the little tyke. "I not knowing where he went, I know nothing but the fire." he grabbed his head and a deep frown appeared on his face. "The pain, the pain, the never ending fiery pain in my head, it hurted me bad. I have to find daddy so he can make it go away!"

A few of the female customers looked at him with pity; I recognized a few as being mothers. Seeing such a youngling was bringing out their motherly instincts.

"Tell you what Matthew, come with me, I will take you some place where we can get you some help," I said.

I reached out a hand to touch his shoulder. In the blink of an eye a single hand had my wrist in a grip as firm as iron, I gasped as did many other people, he had moved so quick. It was almost a blur. He looked at me oddly, then he brought my hand to his face and he sniffed.

He stood up on his seat and brought his face close to mine and began to sniff me like a dog. "Hey now! Private space!"

He looked at me and let my hand go. "You smell familiar, you smell like something else, something I should know...what is it? Why is it so familiar?"

"If you come with me I will take you some where we can find out," I said.

His eyes lit up, he looked so happy. "Really?"

"Really, in fact we'll go for a ride in my car, you ever rode a policeman's car?"

He looked confused. "I am riding in lots of men's cars, never police...is that the one with the red and blue lights that go whooooooooooooooo!"

"Yep."

"Wow I think that would be fun! I like the metal car thingies, they no go fast as me but it still fun to move when me is not moving meself."

He grabbed my hand and with the strength beyond what he should be capable of dragged me out of the dinner. "Thanks Charlie!" Cora called.

"No problem Cora!" I called back.

I had Matthew ride in the front with me. He liked that, made him feel special he said. As we drove to the hospital I put the windows down, the kid really did smell like something dead. He didn't mind, he didn't seem to be cold at all, in fact I noticed when he dragged me out of the dinner he seemed to be hot, like fever hot. But he seemed okay...physically at least.

I didn't roll the window down all the way, didn't want him to jump out. He seemed to be that air headed.

As we drove he giggled. "Look at us go! Wow...can you make it scream?"

"Scream?"

"You know...whooooooooo."

Smiling I turned the siren on. It made the sound and he squealed in delight and mimicked the sound. "Wow, you are fun. I was going to eat you but I am thinking you be better alive."

"Eat me? Why would you eat me?" I asked thinking he was just playing.

"Because I am getting thirsty silly, you're blood makes the thirst go away. I have been doing it before, before when men take me in their cars or the girls I get thirsty and bite them and they scream and holler then go quiet and cold and dead."

I froze. A cold thread of fear made its way down my back; I looked at him in the rear view mirror and saw madness in his eyes. The kind that let me know he was serious when he said he had killed people. I gulped realizing I had something in my car now that could kill me if it pleased.

But for the moment it seemed to like me and I hoped I could stay on its nice side long enough to live to see another day.

"You are being afraid?" he made it a question. "I no like you afraid, I like you really happy and fun. Lets do that!"

A powerful feeling of delight and joy spread throughout my body, the fear and uncertainty was washed away. I felt better than I have in years! I haven't felt like this since Bella moved in with me, since I married Rene! I didn't care that it was raining in Forks and I had something with me that could kill me! I was in too good of a mood to let that dampen my mood!

"You want to hear the siren again?" I asked him.

He shook his head up and down eagerly. I turned it back on and we both laughed, both making the same noise the siren did. Things were definitely looking up for old Charlie Swan now.

Surprise: Astonishment. Being taken unaware.

Example: Carlisle is surprised when he learns a half-vampire is in his hospital.

Carlisle P.O.V

Things were going great. Six months since the Volturi incident and things couldn't be better. Edward and Bella was married, and happy with baby Nessie, our relationship with the wolves was better than ever and no one had showed up to cause us harm in all that time.

I was in my office going over some paper work when I heard my name called over the over head speaker. "Doctor Cullen to the mental word immediately!"

The voice sounded panicked. Curious as to why I was needed there I quickly left and made my way to the mental word. I heard the sounds long before I reached the floor, the sounds of shouting and angry yells.

I got off the elevator and the smell hit me. It stood out against the human smells. It was feint, hidden under the smell of death and decay. Dried blood and under that, the feint smell...of a half vampire.

I did not recognize it immediately. The smell of decay had hidden it well, but I knew Nessie's scent well enough to know a half-vampire's scent.

Realizing the enormity of the situation I probably ran faster then I should have. As I turned the hall and went through the doors a most curious sight greeted me, a bunch of nurses and security were gathered outside one of the rooms. The door was shut and they were peering inside curiously. I saw a few of the nurses looking over one of the guards. I spotted Charlie who did not look happy. "Charlie!"

Everyone turned to look at me, looks of immense satisfaction on their faces. "Oh thank God you are here doctor Carlisle!" one of the nurses said.

"What is going on?"

"I'll take it from here ladies," Charlie said.

He led me away from the others, to talk so we could not be heard. The others were peering through the hold on the door, I could hear the halfling's heart beating furiously, had he been human he would be in cardiac arrest right now. I could hear him growling and snarling in the room, obviously enraged.

"Charlie what happened?" I asked him.

"Carlisle...is that kid...not normal?"

I saw the look in his eyes; I knew he somehow knew the boy was more than normal. I had to wonder how much damage he had done and if it was too late for me to do damage control.

"Yes, I can smell it."

He made a face when I said that. I found it amusing he was still disturbed by anything unnatural, but it may be for the best, the less he knew of our world the better; I do not want Aro finding out Charlie had even an inkling of our world.

"Well he popped up at Cora's, you know the dinner right?"

I nodded.

"Well I knew something was up with him, at first I figured he was a homeless kid with mental issues so I brought him here, but on the way I realized there was something off about him, I mean you can tell his is crazy, but he is strong, like a T-Rex or something, he broke Darren's arm."

Darren was the guard who the nurses were checking over. He was six foot one and weighed two hundred and forty pounds, most of that weight being muscle.

"On the way here something strange happened. I got this really happy feeling, I felt like a kid, kind of embarrassing now that I think about it." he blushed recalling his behavior. "Before I was scared of this kid, he was talking about how he considered killing me and then decided not to like he was talking about the weather, so casual. I was seriously scared for my life, and then I was happy and laughing like a moron. Brought him here and had him admitted. Then he got violent, they tried to take blood but the needle wouldn't go through his skin, he began to thrash and it took five guards to hold him down, that's how Darren got the broken arm. He began throwing stuff and this wave of fear hit us and we all left."

Great, not only do I have a feral halfling he may be gifted as well. "Don't worry I will handle it."

We walked back over to the others and I told them to mover. "But Doctor Carlisle, that child is dangerous!" one of the nurses said.

"Listen to her doc, that kid is pumped on drugs of something, look what he did to my arm," Darren said showing me his arm.

"I'll be fine; we need to get him calmed down. Take Darren to the ER." the followed my orders, a few of the nurses escorted Darren to the ER but the rest of the guards stayed behind. I opened the door and quickly closed it behind me.

The halfling peeked his head over the bed, his eyes filled with anger and aggression. He released a deep growl warning me not to get any closer.

"Hello, my name is Carlisle, I am a doctor here."

He said nothing, just continued to glare.

"It is okay, I mean you no harm."

Matthew P.O.V

Me not very happy. Nice smelling man bring me here.

People not being nice to me. Poke and prod me. I am getting mad Thens! Men hold me Down but I ams hurting Them good!

Then yellow man come and he is being nice. I am seeing it. Nice man extra nice he is being. I like him lots. He is being pale yellow. Pale yellow good. Pale yellow is color meaning calm, peace, trust. But flecks of orangeish, yellow. Caution, he was careful, a tab of worry to. I ams making hims worry.

He speaks to me, telling me his name be Carlisle, he is saying he be a doctor. He is saying he means no harm, I believe right away, but me is still growling, letting him know I am mean and nasty and ready to fight.

"You do understand you are risking exposure child. You must know there are consequences for your actions."

I be wondering what he mean when his smell hit my nose. It like man from before, nice man have very feint smell. Smell trigger something deep in head, pas the fire in head, past the burn. I not know where it come from but smell make me think one thing. Daddy!

Me jumps up and walks cautiously to nice man. Caution. He not like me getting to close but me need to smell. Me circle him few times. Smelling him deeply. "Are you my daddy?" I ask him.

He gets confused. "No."

I am disappointed now. Smell so familiar now, I was hoping I had finally found daddy, whoever he is being.

I went to the nice beddy bed to sulk. I am sad now. I was hoping I find daddy. But once again no daddy, just Mr. nice man with nice yellow eyes and yellow hair.

"Tell me young one, what is your name?" he asked.

"Matthew," I say.

"Matthew, what are you doing in Forks?" he asked.

"Forks? Not Forks silly. Room with bed. I cannot be in forks, that sounds painful. Forks are pointy."

"No, I mean the area you are in, this town is called Forks," he said.

"Oh...ohhhhhh!" realization hits me then. "I am sorry, I am so embarrassed now." I got up and his under the bed. "I think I Hide now until me not embarrassed anymores."

From under bed I see him step forward. Pale yellow now mixed with strong curiosity and worry. This worry different. Each emotion is different, millions and millions of different kinds of emotions, so many flavors that crisis, crosses and interconnects, some finer than the edge of my teeth.

He being worried about me? I wonder why that is?

He bend down to speak with me. His face calm and relaxed. "You don't need to hide."

"But me embarrassed," I say.

"Don't be, you just did not know where you are. Where are you from?" he ask.

"Me not know," I say sadly. "Me remember nothing but the fire."

"Fire?"

"The pain, the never ending pain. Like my entire body is filled with lava. It hurt so bad."

I cringe in fear. The memory of the fire hurts. Makes me shiver. He senses me in fear and gives me a nice smile. "It is okay, you are safe now. You asked if I was you're father, why did you ask that? Do you not know him?"

"I do not remember. The fire is all me remember."

"What is the last thing you remember?"

"Waking up alone in the woods...all alone, afraid. Wondering by myself searching for daddy."

"How do you know you have a father if you do not remember him?"

"I not know. I just know I have a father and I must find him, it is important. He is my daddy, he will love me and protect me and keep me safe. I track his smell, there be others like you, only they have red eyes and they really mean to me. But I always scare them off. I make them so scared they scream and shout and run like scaredy cats."

"Wow, that is really special. Matthew, I know what you are. But the thing is no one else is supposed to know. See if they know what you are then they could figure out what I am and if that happens, bad things will happen. I want to take you to my house where I live with my family. We will look after you; we will try and help you find more about you."

Me like the sound of that.

Amazed: Bewildered. Perplexed. To be filled with wonder.

Example: The Cullens are amazed when Carlisle brings home a new member of the family.

Carlisle P.O.V

I drove home with my new charge.

I had to pull a few strings and use some charm, but thanks to my influence and reputation I signed the necessary papers and soon me and Matthew were on our way to my house.

When I say I had to use charm I did have to slyly use my physical appearance to convince the nurses and other staff Matthew would be best off in my care. Having adopted so many children and having a few degrees in psychology, plus a pleading look and a nice smile it didn't take much.

I laughed to myself. When Esme finds out she will laugh too. She knows the ladies at the hospital are attracted to me but she is not bothered. She knows I would sooner rip my heart out than think of another woman like that. Plus she knows they cannot help it, my body is designed to draw in people. Esme has had the same issues with men at places she works at.

I do not blame them, Esme is truly the most beautiful woman in the world, her love and tenderness draws in people like bees to honey.

"You thinking of a love one," Matthew said.

"Yes, how did you know?"

"You glow soft pink. Soft pink is tender feelings. Soft pink is love."

"I was thinking about my wife, her name is Esme."

"Esme? I like that. Esme, Esme, Esme." he played with her name. "Is she like you?"

"She is a vampire yes as is all out family."

"Vampire? What is vampire?"

"That is what we are. Well me and most of my family."

"Than what am I?"

"You are a half-vampire. You're father was a vampire, but you're mother was human."

"My mommy? Where is my mommy? Why would she leave me all alone?" he asked me, his face sad and his lips pouting.

I was worried. How do I explain his mother was more than likely dead? That he was most likely what killed her.

"You are thinking dark thoughts," he said. "What is wrong?"

"Your mother...went away. She can't come back. But one day you will find her again in a better place," I said.

He looked at me curiously. He squinted his eyes at me curiously. "I see truth in you. So if you say mommy will meet me again I will believe you. I can't wait, maybe daddy is with her."

I had to be careful with this child, he obviously had a power like Jasper's, this could make keeping him in line tricky.

I had already called ahead to tell Esme we were expecting a special visitor. I explained the circumstances and she said she would let the others know.

"Are we going to eat soon? I am thirsty."

"Yes about that, tell me Matthew what do you eat?"

"People silly," he said with a smile.

"Well Matthew in our house we do not eat people."

"Why not?" he asked.

"Because we do not want to, instead we eat animals."

"Animals?"

"Yes, that is why my eyes are yellow instead of red like the other vampires you met. This is a big rule in our home Matthew, you must drink animal blood. We have some...neighbors we promised we would not drink human blood, if you break this rule I will be very upset with you and so will they."

He put his finger to his mouth. "I promise Car-Car, I'll be good."

"Good."

We continued driving and I wondered who this young man was. Why didn't he remember his past? Where was his father? Was the cause of his condition this fire he spoke of? What caused this fire? So many questions. I hope we can find the answers and give this young man the help he needs.

Esme P.O.V

The house was a flurry of activity.

I had already informed the others Carlisle was bringing home another half-vampire. We were all amazed a lone halfling had made his way to Forks. Nessie was delighted at the idea of meeting another like herself; the only other halfling she met was the young man Nahuel.

We waited in the living room, Nessie was so excited. "I cannot wait to meet him!" she said.

"Neither can us dear," I smiled at her.

"Poor thing, running wild all alone," Alice said.

"I know, terrible isn't it," I said.

The poor dear, how frightened he must have been, so alone and confused. No memory of his past, not knowing what he really was. I hope we can help him.

We heard Carlisle pull up, the fast beating heart of a half-vampire could be heard. "He is gifted," Edward said, his face amazed.

"What do you see?" I asked.

"He can see emotions, he see's and feels emotions. He is like Jasper only he can see them as well as feel them."

"Wow the world must seem pretty psychedelic to him," Emmett joked.

"Emmett," I lightly chastised.

"No he is right. To him we all admit colors that represent our emotions. Rather beautiful actually."

The door opened downstairs and we could hear them walk up the satires. "Alright everyone lets meet our guest. Remember he is not all together so try and be patient and do your best not to hurt his feelings," I said.

Carlisle and the young man walked in, I had to fight the urge to cover my nose. The boy smelled horrible, first thing he needed was a bath. I knew the smell all too well, dried blood. Rotting flesh. Dear lord in heaven I could understand the blood but why the rotting meat?

I wanted to go to him and hug him and kiss him. His cloths were torn and dirty and covered in mock, his hair was so long it reached his bottom. He looked around at us, scared, unsure.

"Hello every one, this is Matthew, he is going to stay with us," Carlisle said with a smile.

"Hello Matthew, my name is Esme." I walked forward to greet him, I bent down and smiled at him, I did not breathe, the smell was so bad. First thing on my list, bath him, burn his cloths, then find him something nice. We were going to have to have him were some of the boy's shorts. We had nothing his size but that could be easily fixed.

I cursed how tall the men all were. They were all in the six foot range; any of their clothes would be like a circus tent on this poor thing.

Matthew smiled at me. "You are really beautiful, are you an angel?" he asked.

"Amazing! He can see her compassion, her light, it is so beautiful," Edward said.

"You see the light too?" Matthew asked looking at Edward.

"Yes. I see it because you see it," Edward said.

Matthew looked at him puzzled. "You are different." he looked at Jasper, Alice, Nessie and Bella. "They are different as well." He frowned at Bella. "Why can't I see you? Where is the light? Are you dead?"

It was obvious he could not see past her shield. "No, I have a gift that protects my head from gifts like yours," she said with a smile.

"That's really weird...but really cool to. You're pretty to."

"Why thank you," Bella said.

Nessie skipped over. They stood facing one another. Then they began to circle one another, sizing one another up. Judging, weighing. I knew it was something even human children do when they meet other new children, but this had a flavor of vampire instincts as well, I could see it in their movements, I hope this doesn't turn violent like with newborns.

Finally they stopped and seemed satisfied with what they saw. Nessie held out her hand. "Hello, my name is Renesme Cullen."

Matthew seemed puzzled by the greeting. He held up his hand imitating hers and she took it and shook it. "What is this?" he asked.

"It's what grownups do when they meet one another," she said.

"Why?"

She paused. "I don't know. It's a grown up thing."

He studied her. "You taste different."

"Taste? But you haven't bitten me."

"Not in my mouth, in my head. You don't taste like them." He pointed to us. "You don't taste like the other people. You taste something new...I like it." he smiled.

"I am like you, I am a half-vampire too."

"Really? I never met another like me before."

Everyone took turns meeting him, after shaking hands with Nessie he wanted to shake hands with everyone. He seemed to like everyone. Rose I could tell already had a soft spot for him; I could see it in her eyes. She had a soft spot for children.

Nessie stood by him the whole time. I had a feeling we would be hard pressed to keep them apart. Being the only two half-bloods was bound to cause some primal instincts to occur. I noticed how much taller and older looking he was compared to Nessie. He appeared to be six or seven. Nessie was eight months old, but she looked between three or four.

I noticed his eyes were a coffee brown color. They were filled with emotion, one minute curiosity, than delight, scrutiny. He never lost that wild look in them however. No matter what the feral instincts remained in them.

Jasper shook Matthew's hand next. Matthew froze and he looked at Jasper more closely. "You are like me," he said.

"What do you mean?" Jasper asked.

"You can feel them to, the lights, the colors. I can tells you senses them as well."

"Can you tell what the others can do?" he asked.

Matthew shook his head. "Nope, I know they be special like you, me, Nessie, but I don't know what they do. You taste familiar in my head. I know you being like me."

Well Matthew was proving to be more talented than we thought. I had Alice run off to get some proper clothes for the boy; me and Rose went and gave him a bath. Matthew loved the bath; he had never been in a bathtub before. We added bubbles which made him squeal in delight.

We had to empty and refill the tub however, he was so dirty the water quickly turned near black. He was amazed to watch the water go down the drain. After the bath we cut his hair, he was a little fussier about that.

It was a little difficult to cut his hair, it was tougher than normal human hair but we managed. Carlisle brought some blood bags up from the basement to feed to him. He told Matthew this was the only time he was allowed to drink human blood.

Matthew readily drank down the blood; the all too familiar look of pleasure crossed his face. Alice came back home with some clothes. By the time we were done Matthew looked like a nice young man. He was clean, his hair was appropriately short, and he smelled so much better.

Than Carlisle took him to the basement to run some tests. Than when that was over I cooked him and Nessie some lunch. He like Nessie didn't like the food much, like Nessie he preferred blood. Soon night began to fall and it was soon time for bed.

Nessie wanted to sleep over and Bella and Edward agreed. At around nine we had them tucked in on the couches ready for bed.

"I don't want to sleep," Matthew said, "I have bad dreams."

"You need to rest, if you have any bad dreams call out for anyone of us and we will be there."

"You promise?"

"I promise."

I kissed him on the forehead. "Thank you Es-Es."

I smiled at the nickname he gave me. I gave Nessie a peck on the head and turned the lights of on the way out. I went to meet with the others in Carlisle's office. We had a lot to go over.

Fusedtwilight: Well who is Matthew? Where did he come from and what made him so crazy? Please stay tuned and review.
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