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a/n: We start the movie with this chapter 😝. Oh my goodness how I love this fic already. I hope yall enjoy.

Word Count: 3926k

Trigger Warnings: child abuse, depression, war, war crimes, imprisonment, torture, abuse, predatory behavior, anxiety, nightmares, suicidal thoughts, death  gore, murder, teen pregnancy, drug abuse, alcohol addiction, just heavy themes all around

Chapter Three

Normal School

Y/n smiled as she raced Bella downstairs. Bella wasn’t actually racing she knew that. Being back in her childhood home made her want to jump for joy. She slammed the door open and all but ran outside to her dad’s side. 

She smiled brightly at the father and son in front of her. Jacob smiled back at her as her dad moved to speak.

“Bella, Y/n you girls remember Billy Black.” Charlie tells his daughters. Y/n nods her head with her normal bright smile. She can remember all the play dates she would have on the reservation with Jacob.

“Wow, you’re looking good.” Bella says smiling.

“Well, I’m still dancing.” Billy answered.

“You never could out dance me though.” Y/n giggles. Billy smiled at Y/n as she shook his hand. 

“I’m glad you girls are finally here. Charlie here hasn't shut up about it since you told him you were coming.” Y/n laughed softly at Charlie’s bewildered expression.

“Miss us that much daddy?” Y/n asked giggling. Charlie rolled his eyes at his young daughter and scrunched at her hair. 

“All right, keep exaggerating. I'll roll you into the mud.” Charlie amused.

“After I ram you in the ankles.” With that Billy rolled over to Charlie. The two men began to playful fight. Y/n smiled softly, she’d liked Mr. Billy. We would let her sit in his lap and read to her when Charlie would work late shifts.

“Hi I’m Jacob.” Y/n eyes widened as she saw him. He was taller now, more muscular too. When they were little he was short and scrawny. His ebony hair had grown out a bit more. She remembered him well.

It was like the universe wouldn’t let her forget, her bestest friend. Jacob Black.

“We used to make mud pies when we were all little.” He continued smiling. 

“Right, no I remember now.” Bella smiled. Y/n couldn’t hold back her grin anymore and she pounced onto him. Her arms wrapped tightly around his neck as a squeezed him.

“I hated those mud pies! I would just braid flowers in both of your hairs.” Y/n laughed as she pulled away from him. A soft pink dusted over Jacob’s cheeks as she pulled away. 

“Y/N! You’re back!” Jacob chuckled not knowing what to say. 

“It’s a shame you grew so much. I can’t make fun of you about how small you are anymore.” Y/n turned to Bella with a smile. Bella shook her head softly and looked over at their fathers.

“Are they always like this?” She asked softly. 

Jacob shook his head slightly replying, “it’s getting worse with old age.” Y/n smiled again as she stared up at Jacob. He still has the small scar under his chin from when they went swimming together when it was storming. 

Y/n hadn’t realized she been staring for a while till she hear Bella squealing in excitement. She turned as Bella was moving around the red truck.

“This is perfect.” Y/n followed Bella into the car she hit Jacob with the  door. Her arm shot out catching his back and helping him back up. He turned to her staring for a few seconds. Y/n blinked and sat next to Bella with a small smile. Jacob quickly slide into the car next to her.

“Listen, you gotta double-pump the clutch when you shift, but besides that you should be good.” Jacob told Bella. Y/n watched Bella test it out quickly. 

“Do you want a ride to school or something?” Bella asked. Y/n turned to Jacob. She knew it was a long shot but maybe they could go to school with one another now.

“I go to school on the reservation.” He admitted with a smile. 

“I wish we could go to the same school.” Y/n muttered softly. 

“That’s too bad, it would’ve been nice to know one person.” Bella answered. Pouting Y/n gently hit her sister’s arm.

“What am I then?” Bella rolled her eyes. 

“You don’t count in that aspect.” Y/n scoffed softly and crossed her arms. To her sides both people laughed at her.

…………………………….

Regular human school was boring. Y/n sat next to Bella at her lunch table unamused. She’s already been asked three times if she had studied in Italy. She wasn’t sure why that’s the country everyone picked.

The cover for the academy wasn’t even in Italy, it was in Egypt. The desserts made the perfect hiding grounds for the portals to the hidden realm. She didn’t like how all the boys seemed obsessed with Bella.

They reminded her of rabbits in heat looking for a mate. She liked Erik, he seemed nice enough. Mike was fragile but a little funny. Quietly stabbing her fork through her apples coated in honey and tajín. She perked her head up at Bella’s words. 

“Who are they?” Bella asked staring out the window. Y/n’s gaze drifted to where her sister laid. Walking into the cafeteria were two pairs of boy and girl. 

“The Cullens.” Angela answered with a smile. Y/n furrowed a brow at her. Cullen? She’d sworn she’d heard the name before.

“They're Dr. and Mrs. Cullen's foster kids. They moved down here from Alaska, like a few years ago.” Jessica answered handing Y/n half of her sandwich. She smiled softly and ate it quietly.

Gods above and below how Y/n has missed a simple sandwich. With deli meat, cheese, and mayonnaise. She loved all the food she’d ever eaten but there was something nostalgic about a plain sandwich.

“They kind of keep to themselves.”

“Yeah, cause they’re all together.” Jessica added smiling like the gossip queen she was. “Like together, together. The blonde girl, that's Rosalie, and the big dark-haired guy, Emmett, they're like a thing.”

Y/n stared at them as they walked past her table. Rosalie the blonde was gorgeous beyond belief. Her hair was perfect in every way, soft, bouncy and smooth. Emmett the big dark haired boy was no different. Not an imperfection on his body. 

He was huge like a pro football player. His large hand tightly wrapped around Rosalie’s. But as they passed a stench wafted into her nose. Like the smell of a hospital completely sterile.

“I’m not even sure that legal.” Jessica whispered. 

“Jess, they’re not actually related.” Angela snipped quietly. 

“Yeah, but they live together. It's weird.” Jessica turned back to the Swan sisters. “Okay, the little dark haired girls Alice. She’s really weird, and she’s with Jasper, the blonde one who looks like he’s in pain.” Y/n watched as Alice twirled about. 

Weird wasn’t the right word. She was so pale, paler than Bella and that was an achievement. Jasper did look like he was in pain. His eyes were glassed over like some ravaged wolf. Hungry carving blood. 

They too had not visible imperfections.

As they passed her they left a new scent to her nose. It smelt like smoke, maybe a hint of smoke. It was faint, not entirely unpleasant like the two before them. It was just odd. It was familiar to her. 

“Dr. Cullen's like this foster dad/matchmaker.” Jessica amused. Y/n scoffed softly as she finished her last bite of sandwich. Jessica smiled softly at her, handing her a small package of cookies.

“Maybe he’ll adopt me.” Y/n froze for a second so small it thankfully went unnoticed. Adoption… the word sent shivers down her spine. She wasn’t ungrateful to be living with her dad and sister.

She loved them dearly, but it always made her feel uneasy. 

“Who’s he?” Bella asked staring so deeply it made her confused. There he walk, the object of Bella’s thoughts. Y/n could practically feel the way her heart began to move.

“That's Edward Cullen. He's totally gorgeous, obviously, but apparently nobody here's good enough for him.  Like I care, you know?” Jessica finished. Y/n wanted to visibly recoil. 

Edward wasn’t ugly, handsome and perfect. She hated it, she wasn’t sure why. He like all his siblings were perfect. There was something off about him though. The way his lip curled when Jessica talked about him.

As he passed her his smell was something else entirely. He smell still, like a heart that hadn’t beat in a hundred years. Completely frozen over, like ice had found its way around his heart. 

Bella stared at him too, but not like herself. She admired him for the distance. Y/n couldn’t bring herself to. 

“Seriously, like don’t waste your time.” Jessica mentioned as she saw the sister staring. 

“I wasn’t planning on it.” Bella uttered as she looked back. 

“He’s probably too old for me anyway.” As she turned back his eyes were baring directly at Bella. Edward’s gaze turned for a moment to her. His eyes were blacked with not clear distinction between iris and pupil. 

His whole family smelt, they were not human. Y/n was a skilled enough hunter to know that. They were something else entirely. Now she just needed to figure out what.

Then she would have her first real hunt as a branded hunter. 

…………………………….

Mike had graciously decided to lead the two sister to Biology together. It took him a moment to realize that Y/n was a junior with them. It seemed he’d forgotten quickly how smart she was.

“Mr. Molina.” Mike greeted as he walked to his seat. The teacher smiled at him as both Bella and Y/n walked in. Her baggy leather jacket was held in her hands as she followed. 

“The two Swans.” Mr. Molina greeted. Y/n played with her pendant dangling from her neck. She thought of Kellan as she looked over all her jewelry. He’d crafted them all himself. The pendant hung elegantly over her chest.

On instinct her and a hand wrapped around it. She clung to it for comfort. She wasn’t afraid. Fear was the mind killer. To be afraid was to let your enemies have control over you. She was not afraid. Just uneasy.

Y/n’s eyes roamed the class room till the landed on the Cullen boy. His black eyes bore into hers with an animalistic expression. His scent enveloped her senses, unchanging, unmoving, just still. 

She watched his face recoil as the fan blowed the air through her and Bella’s hair. His hand covered his nose and moth in disgust. She smelt her hair quickly, lotus flowers and honey. The same scent she always had. A hint of rose and vanilla maybe from the perfume she had worn earlier.

She smelt good, she knew that could not be the issue. As she walked to sit next to him, she studied him. His fist were tightly woven together. His jaw clenched so tight he might break a tooth.

Sitting down on the edge seat Bella sat next to Cullen boy, Edward. Her teacher , Mr. Molina gave her the books for his class with a smile. Her old instructors rarely smiled. It was a nice change. 

The two sister shared a quickly glance as Edward slid the small dish over to them. His nails scratched the desk, creating the most annoying sound. Bella poked her head towards him, his black unsettling eyes caused her to turn away. 

His stare never left the two girls. Every few minutes Y/n would look back at him, her eyes hardened to there cores. She would stare back till his eyes faltered. He was unnatural. The way he all buy jumped out of his chair moments before the bell rung. 

As he passed her quickly she felt her skin grow warm. Glancing under her jacket lo and behold her hunter marks were glowing softly. She eyes shot towards his retreating frame at an inhuman pace. 

Monster. He was a monster. That much was sure. What kind was the issue now. Changeling? Golem? Vampire? Skinwalker? What would a monster be doing in a high school of all places.

Y/n look over at Bella softly. Bella held her hands gently over her beating heart. Y/n felt the rage boiling inside of her sister. Bella’s anger often turned into tears. It never ended well for anyone who made her sister cry. 

“Well, he was an asshole.” Y/n uttered offering Bella her hand. Bella smiled faintly and took it. 

“I guess he was.” Bella murmured. Y/n giggled softly and nudged Bella’s shoulder. 

“Look at you talking smack, looks like all those years of being the horrible little sister have been paying off.” Bella scoffed and pushed her gently. 

“As if…. You were never a horrible sister.” Y/n smiled faintly. 

…………………………….

Her next class was chemistry with seniors. Although she wanted to stay with Bella, chemistry was a passion of hers. Well

More chemical experiments. The juniors had a course but it wouldn’t have been as fun. As she approached her teacher the older lady smiled almost manically. 

“Good morning, I’m Y/n Swan-“

“And you’re my newest student?” Y/n nodded with a smile. Her teacher giggled and patted her shoulder. She wore goggles on her head like a mad scientist. Y/n knew she would like her.

“I went over your transcripts from Northride Academy, very impressed. Your old chemistry teacher had many good things to say.” Y/n let her smirk widen slightly. Most of the transcripts were fake in a sense. Northride Academy was a real school, she did learn there.

It was just not all she learnt. As for her chemistry teacher, it was just Kijani. He too has an interest in the subject.

“I’m surprised you decided to continue your high school education instead of going to collage.” 

“I wanted the high school experience, even if it’s just for a few years.” Her teacher nodded softly.

“I’m Ms. Franken.” Y/n let her brows furrow.

“Like Frankenstein?” The older women nodded. 

“I’ve got a seat for you at lab four, in the corner over there with the Cullen’s.” Y/n nodded as she walked over. The two Cullens she was to seat with the gorgeous blonde and hefty brunette.

She set her bag to the side and grab her lab safety kit from Ms. Franken. It was just her luck that her teacher had an extra. Unfortunately the coat was a boys coat. It’s was rather large on her, but rolling up her sleeves would fix that issue.

She took the empty spot next to the boy and  met the blondes gaze. Her eyes were sharpe and golden. Her scent was cleared now. Roses, she smelt of roses and perhaps some moss. It was a gentle scent, kinder to her nose than Edward’s. 

To her side Emmett smelt of the forest and oddly cookie dough. It was a warm smell, something she enjoyed. But when they stood together the collective sterile smell was still present. Simply not as pronounced.

Placing a smile on her face she turned to the pair. She reached her hand out slowly. 

“I’m Y/n Swan, I’ll be your new lab partner.” The boy immediately took her hand in his. His hand engulfed her own as he shook it firmly. His hands were ice cold and then he retracted quickly. The glare from Rosalie was promising. 

“Emmet Cullen, and this is-“

“Rosalie Hale.” Her voice was perfect too. Y/n nodded with a smile. She was an enchanting creature. She wasn’t human that much was obvious. 

She glanced at her arm. Her lab coat had lifted slightly. She could she the mark of Anubis glowing on her wrist. She pulled the coat down with a smile.

More monsters. 

“I’m not totally sure what we’re ment to be working on, could you both help me?” Rosalie didn’t answer and went back to her work. Emmett smiled and noddded.

“We’re making colored fires. Simple enough.” Y/n nodded softly as she look at all the equipment at her lab. The burner before her was probably the weakest. It looked a bit worn as she suspected, when lighting the flame it was dull.

Slowly as grab her metal salts from the vials she glanced over at her lab mates. Rosalie had an annoyed look plastered on her face. The statement necklace she wore looked old, 1900’s maybe. 

“Your necklace is pretty.” The blonde’s golden eyes snapped up as she pressed her hand to the desk. Y/n breathed in deeply as she focused. The Blaze orders powers were most difficult to control.

The high emotions the high the heat. The tiny wisp of fire grew larger and she pulled her hand away. Kijani had always been specific about using her powers in the human realm. 

“Nothing noticeable, unless absolutely necessary.” 

She slipped her gloves and glasses on and she flicked her air vent on. Grabbing the strontium chloride and lithium chloride she grab the small spoon.

“Thank you.” Rosalie answered softly. Smirking Y/n dropped her metal salts onto her fire it lit up in red and a crimson pink. The two at her side stared at the strong colorful fire as she caught her teachers gaze. Ms. Franken was smiling at her.

“You’re most welcome.” Y/n added as she looked away. Under her coat she looked at her marks. They all glowed softly in a silver and gold. She had found her first hunt.

…………………………….

Climbing out of her room had been too easy. Y/n had always remembered her house to be much bigger than this. Maybe it was the fact she was small once, maybe it had just been how imposing the house had once looked. 

It didn’t matter now, she had already journeyed into the woods. Her footsteps were light as she followed by a stream. Small tadpoles flowed up the small body of water effortlessly. 

She smiled to herself as she progressed, it was so simple in this forest. It was peaceful unlike the forests in the hidden realm. No monsters were lurking around in the shadows.

Well, that she wasn’t quite sure just yet. Those Cullen’s were human. Maybe to a real human they just looked like supermodels but to Y/n, she knew better. Nothing human was that perfect. 

Humanity was perfect, that’s what made it so beautiful. That’s what humanity worthy of protection. Its imperfections made it real, not perfect but real.

The Cullens were something else internally. As her eyes looked around her she noticed the smallest of movement within the trees. They swayed softly, as if they had a life of their own. 

Smiling she lifted her hand to grasp into the warping air above her. Her sword, a black blade with a decorated handle. The metal shined in the moonlight, casting a small glow on the area around her. At its every end was the Eclipse symbols and at its hilt was a star shoot out of the curve of the crescent moon. 

Slowly she dragged its tip again the soft mud, making a small circle. She stabbed the sword into the middle with a smile. As the moon moved over the circle she took in a breath. Slowly she reached her hand out. 

A grayish sliver admitted from her hands. The circle itself began to glow. Gently symbols materialized in the air and floated around.

“๒ץ Շђє ק๏ฬєг ๏Ŧ Շђ๏Շђ, ɭєՇ ๓є รקєคк ฬเՇђ ๓ครՇєг кเןคภเ.” The glow spread till it formed her masters body. He stood with his back to her, speaking softly with another. The other he spoke to was out of her view, still she smiled anyway.

She had not been gone long but she missed her master. He’d been like another father to her at her time in the academy. When others didn’t believe in her, he always did. Her need for his approval was so great. She needed to make him proud to call her his apprentice.

Cleaning her throat she spoke, “Master Kijani?” 

He whipped around, smiling proudly at the small mirror like portal in front of him.

“Your first moon message! I’m so overjoyed you’ve decided to call upon me.” He answered standing straight. 

“Is this a bad time? I can call you tomorrow if you’re speaking with another.” She offered, her shoulders relaxed. He shook his head, his locks swaying side to side.

“No child, I was just finishing up.” His comforting gaze left her and went to his side. With a soft nod, whatever figure that was at his side left. She nodded and stepped towards the figure in front of her.

“Who was that?”

“No one, what can I help my prized student with?” He answered.

Her lip curled up slightly. Kijani had always answered every question she’d ever asked. Her brows furrowed, she could remember if he had ever denied her knowledge. Perhaps she’d simply grown spoiled, always being informed. 

“I believe I’ve found my first hunt.” She answered with a smile. Kijani’s hazel eyes perked up in interest.

“Truly? Normally it takes new hunters at the very least take a year to find a hunt.” He mumbles knowledgeably. She smiled happily, her nails biting into her skin through her excitement.

“I know! I think I’ve found some kind of changeling, or skinwalker maybe, perhaps a coven of vampires.” She exclaimed. He chuckled softly at her optimism.

“Changelings? Skinwalkers? Vampires? All in Forks, Washington?” He asked with an amused look. She nodded once more. 

“I’m not sure yet.”

“We’ll do explain then.” His calm voice grounded her chaotic happiness. Her heart beat skyrocketed as she recounted her thoughts.

“There’s this family here, they’re unnaturally perfect. They smell like a still corpse, sterile and completely unmoving when tougher. They’re cold to the touch, and seem always annoyed with humans.” Kijani nodded at her rambles softly. 

“You can get rid of Changelings then, they are always hot to the touch.” She nodded and stand in the moist moss bellow.

“Perhaps they’re vampires then, could you ask Dracula if there are any covens here in Forks?” She asked leaning her head in one elbow. He laughed softly at her words.

“Funny you should mention Dracula, Aerion is currently in Transylvania.” Her h/c brows shot up in surprise.

“Really? Wasn’t her placed in Romania?” She asked. Kijani agreed with her words softly. 

“Yes, but Dracula needed aid with Andrei, he’s ill? In a sense.” Worry took over her face. Andrei was sick…? He was the son of Dracula, born of a human mother two hundred years ago.

His father had always been protective of his only son, it made the partnership with the Hunters all the more difficult. Dracula was the only vampire they would never hunt. He aided humanity too much to be rid of. 

So by extension they could not hurt his family. Andrei was a friend to her, Dracula was often a rude in kind terms to hunters. However he had an odd softness for Y/n, she didn’t know why. Both vampires seek tame around her.

“What’s wrong with Andrei?” Her voice was laced in concern. 

“We don’t know yet, if the situation escalates, I need you in Transylvania.” Kijani answered. She frowned greatly and stood up.

“Send me now! If he needs help, let me!” She snapped. Kijani laughed gently at her emotions.

“I’ve only just sent you home, and you want to come back already.” She scoffed softly as she walked around the glowing circle. 

“And you tell em something horrible.” She snipped back. He hummed gently at her as he watched her with gentle eyes. 

“You worry too much, Aerion can handle this alone, just as you will handle this hunt alone.” He answered. Alone… she was really alone this time. Kijani couldn’t come to her rescue if something went wrong. 

Nothing would go wrong though, she was ready. She’d found her kill, now all that was left was to do it. 

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a/n: this is sorta a filler chapter, nothings special really happens. Y’all get some insight to Hunter!readers character.

Word Count : 745

Trigger Warnings: child abuse, depression, war, war crimes, imprisonment, torture, abuse, predatory behavior, anxiety, nightmares, suicidal thoughts, death  gore, murder, teen pregnancy, drug abuse, alcohol addiction, just heavy themes all around

Chapter Two

Home Sweet Home

Y/n quickly left the car and grabbed her bags. She dashed to the door whipping around Kai it was locked. 

“Keys!” She yelled at her father who was grabbing Bella’s bags. With a smile through the ring of keys which she caught quickly. She jammed them in, shooting the door open with such enthusiasm it made her dad assisted chuckle softly dissipate their awkwardness.

Right there on the door frame were small indictments of the girls height over the ages. There names scribbled atop the door, Y/n felt a tears streamflow her face. She remembered the last summer she was home. Bella was with her and Y/n wanted to ensure she left some mark of Bella to see.

The then twelve Bella was two inches shorter than the ten year old Y/n. She looked around her home giggly and watching Asher memories flashed before her eyes. She ran up all the stairs, logging her bags with ease. 

She pulled open the attic door hatch, throwing her bags and crawling up. Her e/c eyes weld with tears as she stared at her childhood room. It was left in a perfect condition.

Her books were laid in the shelves, her stuffed animals and dolls in the corner, her bed against the far end of the room next to the window. It was all perfect. She ran and jumped into her bed. Her body bounced softly as she laughed happily. The cozy mix of rose pinks and lilac covered the room.

“I kept it all the same, except the desk. Thought you might like it.” Charlie’s voice rang through. Y/n shot up staring at her dad with the brightness smile. She nodded her head eagerly.

“It’s perfect daddy! You kept it all the same!” She cheered as she kicked her legs. As she laid in her bed Charlie walked over to her, opening one of her many bags. He pulled out a stuffed brown bear, Lockheed. 

Charlie stared down at the bear, he remembered the day he brought Y/n home. She clutched the bear tightly, her only remaining object of her past. Charlie carefully set the bear next to Y/n with a smile.

“You still got this old bugger?” Y/n grabbed Lockheed with a smile. She rested him on her stomach. 

“Of course, he stays always.” Charlie ruffled Y/n’s hair and began to tread down the open hatch. 

“It good to have you home, my little soldier.” Y/n smiled. Her dad had no idea how literal that name was to her now. As Charlie disappeared under the hatch Y/n couldn’t help but feel that gut piercing feeling of guilt. As she began to unpack all her stuff she grew annoyed at the thought of doing it all.

“๒ץ Շђє ק๏ฬєг ๏Ŧ ђєг๓єร, ﻮเשє ๓є รקєє๔!” Y/n mumbled. Her body began to speed around the room at an inhuman pace. The floor did not creak under her nor did the soft pink and white rug move as she danced over it. Soon her bags were unpacked and all her things were placed away.

All that was left was her duffle bag. She dumped the contents onto her bed. Daggers, axes, crossbow with many enchant bolts, bow, quiver, enchanted arrows, two spears, sickles, sai, guns and ammunition were just to name a few.

Her eyes popped out of her skull as she stared at all the weapons that poured from her bag. Kellan made sure that she would be well prepared. She quickly placed them all back into her bag and slid the bag under her bed. She find a better place to put them later. 

She wandered downstairs to Bella’s room with a smile. She leaned against the door frame with a smirk.

“Need some help Bells?” Y/n pondered an amused look on her face. Bella was struggling to place her suitcase upon a high shelve in her closet. Sheepishly Bella looked away as Y/n helped her. A noise outside the window grasped both girls attention.

They went to the window and saw their father with two people. One a boy around Y/n’s age and one an older man in a wheelchair.

Y/n stared at the boy with a knowing smile. His shinning brown skin against the grey sky, glossy long raven hair, and his eyes are dark and deep in color. They were rich like the very dirt they would play together in when they were little. 

Jacob Black Y/n thought with a smirk. My how you’ve grown.

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a/n: Y’all I say this with love, don’t make the Daddy thing weird. He’s literally her father whom she hasn’t gotten to spend a lot of time with over the last few years. In Hunter!readers mind she will always call him Daddy.

Word Count: 1093k

Trigger Warnings: child abuse, depression, war, war crimes, imprisonment, torture, abuse, predatory behavior, anxiety, nightmares, suicidal thoughts, death  gore, murder, teen pregnancy, drug abuse, alcohol addiction, just heavy themes all around

Chapter One

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Y/n pulled away from her father as tears fell from her eyes. Charlie held onto his beloved daughter for he feared if he let go of his daughter she’d disappear. Charlie stared down at his daughter with a look of pure fondness. Ten years without keeping his daughter in his home for more then two weeks

Y/n looked so much different. Her once thin h/c h/t hair was now thick, healthy and strong. Her s/c skin that once had a childlike glow was gone, now her skin was a bit rougher but still a nice softness to it. Her e/c eyes once filled with the wonder of a child was gone, all that seemed to be left was a small glow of life. She was taller now, granted the last time Charlie had really seen his daughter she was ten.

Her body was stronger, much stronger than Charlie would ever think his fifteen year old daughter would have. Her body was toned, but still feminine. His daughter was beautiful and Charlie couldn’t help but smile knowing his daughter was such a looker. She was just different. So different the only way Charlie really knew this was his daughter was the very tiny scar on the side of her chin. 

Charlie traced it softly as Y/n stared up at her dad. Her eyes filled with tears but they didn’t fall anymore. Her father was older now, looked a little too tired for her liking. Still her dad looked good for his age. The police cruiser behind him was the same. Forks was the same. A storm started to brew above and Y/n let out a small laugh of joy. 

She moved away from her father a little and held her hand out as a few droplets hit her hand. At the academy the counsel had full control of the weather, unless magic training was in the works, or specifically training was underway. The rain always brought Y/n a certain about of calm. 

“God I missed the rain dad.” Y/n’s voice was barely above a whisper as she spoke. Charlie chuckled at his girl’s response as he place her bags in his car. Charlie couldn’t help but wonder why she had so many bags. After all surely she wouldn’t have lots of stuff in a boarding school. 

“You’ll never guess the surprise I have for you, for both of you.” Charlie said. Y/n who was still turned away from her dad felt confused. She heard a pair a clumsy footsteps and Y/n immediately recognized this footsteps. Y/n whipped around and her face lit up. 

Bella Swan, Y/n’s older sister who she hadn’t seen in ten years. Ten straight years due to there schedules never aligning together. Whenever Bella was at Charlie’s Y/n was at the academy. Whenever Y/n was spending her two weeks with Charlie Bella was with Renee. Renee, the name made Y/n shudder. 

Bella’s eyes widened and she dropped her bags. They fell to the floor with a light thud. The two sisters stared at each other for a moment, each frozen. Then Y/n rushed forward, her arms wrapped she tightly are Bella that Bella gasped. Y/n pulled Bella towards her as Bella wrapped her arms around her little sister. 

Bella hugged her sister, her little sister and her eyes were wider then anyone could ever see. Her little sister was taller then her by at least a few inches. She looked stronger, she looked matured, she looked powerful. Bella laughed her sister as tears fell from her face. Bella hurried her head in his sisters neck and took in a long breath.

She smelt her sisters rose shampoo, her sisters perfume was also rose maybe with a hint of vanilla. As Bella pulled away a little she stared at her sister. The sisters stared at each other each memorizing each others new face. Bella was pale, so pale if Y/n wasn’t her sister she’d wonder if Bella was sick. Bella’s chocolate brown eyes were filled with tears. 

The sisters pulled away from each other with breathless laughter. They pair reunited in another tight hug this time jumping up and down a little. Bella couldn’t be happier that she’d have someone in this dreadful town. Y/n couldn’t be happier so see her big sister. 

“Wh-what are you doing here!” Bella said her voice so different but so familiar.

“I graduated.” Y/n said with a big smile. Sure it wasn’t exactly a lie but not the full truth. The life of a hunter from the mortal realm was filled with lies. 

“What? You mean you graduated Northride Academy! That’s amazing!” Bella said with a happy tone but fear was laced in it. If Y/n had graduated then she wouldn’t go to school with her. Y/n felt the wave of fear mixed with happiness brown within Bella. Y/n quickly held her sisters hands with a confident smile. 

“I’m still going to school here in Forks though. The academy teaches more advanced classes of a bunch of topic but I still wanted to go to school.” Y/n said. Sure she sounded insane. A teen how finished school so early because she was so smart wanting to go back to school? Others would have a heart attack, but not Bella. 

Bella was thrilled her sister would be going to school with her. And since Y/n was a genius Bella knew Y/n would be in her grade.   The pair entered their dads cruiser with small smiles on their faces. Y/n sat in the back and stared out the windows as he dad and Bella had a conversation.

The tree faded into the town of Forks when Charlie’s voice entered Y/n’s ears. 

“Huh?” Y/n answered. Charlie shock his head gently at Y/n.

“I asked how we’re your friends, what’s there names? Aren and Damian?” Charlie said furrowing his brows.

“Aerion and Damon are great dad. They went back home too.” Y/n replied while leaning in between the two front seats. Charlie smiled at his youngest with a smile.

“They were all you’d ever talk about when you used to come home.”  Charlie amused. 

“Are they your boyfriends or something?” Bella mocked softly. Y/n gently hit her shoulder with a smirk.

“No, they just friends.” Y/n stated confidently. Bella laughed a bit and looked at Y/n.

“For now.” Bella replied with a small smile. Y/n scoffed and leaned back into her chair. Y/n stared out the window as her childhood home came into view. She gasped and pressed herself against the window. It was good to be home Y/n thought.

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A/n: I decided to bring my twilight fix over to here. I have this love hate relationship with twilight so that’s heavily reflected in this fic. Now there are some darker elements that I play with like most of my works. Feel free to stop reading at anytime.

Word Count: 4,539

Trigger Warnings: child abuse, depression, war, war crimes, imprisonment, torture, abuse, predatory behavior, anxiety, nightmares, suicidal thoughts, death  gore, murder, teen pregnancy, drug abuse, alcohol addiction, just heavy themes all around

Prologue

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A man held the hand of a young girl. The man was a tall African man with long brown locks tied back. He was wearing a skin tight black outfit with weapons in his back. He looked down at the girl with his hazel eyes and smiled at her.

She had s/c skin that was shining in the torch light. Her h/c hair was tied into two pigtails. She was dressed in a white dress and black shoes. She holding onto a small brown bear plushie. 

As the man pulled her through the hall her e/c eyes looking over the halls. She looks up at the man as he pulls her. She tilts her head up and him in confusion. The man paused before a large set of doors and kneels to the five year old girls height.

“Okay honey it’s time. Now who am I?” The man asks the girl.

“Mr. Kijani.” She answers with a smile.

Kijani nods his head with a smile. He lightly pets her hair and holds her hands.

“Who are you?” Kijani questions.

“Y/n Bendis Swan, and this is Lockheed.”

Y/n says while pointing at her bear. Kijani smiles and nods his head.

“What else are you?” Kijani ponders. Y/n tilts her head confused as his question. Kijani gently turns over her right hand and shows her wrist. On her wrist was a symbol of a eclipse. Kijani motioned to the symbol in her skin.

“You are the first of your kind, you are the first female Eclipse Hunter in existence.You are the first Female hunter ever.” Kijani explains while looking into Y/n’s eyes. Y/n nods her head as Kijani stands up. He takes Y/n’s hand on his agin. Then the door opens.

The pair walk into the room and many people gather in the room. There are seven high chairs with people sitting the the front of the room.

A man looking similar to Kijani just with shorter hair and darker eyes looks at the pair.

“Brother, why had this meeting been called? The counsel along with myself are confused.” Kijani brother asks. 

“I apologize if I interrupted anything but this is of the utmost importance, surly you understand Kellan.” Kjjani said.

Kellan nods his head and the other counsel members nod. Y/n looks at the table of counsel members with a look of child curiosity. She hides behind Kjjani and holds tightly onto Lockheed.

“Brother, why have you brought a child here?” Kellan asks.

“Brother I wish for this girl to be admitted into the academy.” Kjjani said confidently.

The room erupted in gasps and confusion. The counsel members stared down at Kjjani with confusion and intrigue in their eyes.

“Master Hunter Kjjani, why on earth would we administer this girl into the academy.” A man with red hair and beard asks.

Kjjani lets put a small sigh and gently grabs Y/n. He pulls her in front of him and she shyly stares at them. He gently grabs her wrist and shows it to the room. 

The room erupted in more gasps and this time shock. This girl bore the mark of a Eclipse Hunter. A small eclipse symbol was embedded into her skin. A man with blonde hair, black eyes, and tan skin stood from his chair.

“Impossible! No women could ever be a Eclipse Hunter! It’s not possible!” The man yells. Kjjani turns to him with a small smile.

“On the contrary Lord Leo, this girl is the first and only of her kind. She is your kind, she is your kin.” Kjjani argued. Lord Leon sat back into his throne. Other lords share glances and look towards Kellan. 

“Brother, ever if she we wanted her to be admitted she is too old. We have never taken a child older than two. She would be behind in studies and training. She’d fail everything.” Kellan admitted.

Lord Leon glared down at Y/n with his piercing black eyes. Y/n looked up at Lord Leon with her, Y/n shrunk behind Kjjani. Kellan stared down at Y/n and tilted his head. 

Kellan stood from his throne and walked towards Y/n. Kellan kneels down in front of Y/n. She hides behind Kjjani, she holds tightly onto Lockheed. 

Kellan holds his hands out for Y/n. Kjjani nudges Y/n forward. Y/n steps forward and Kellan takes her hands in his much larger ones. Kellan looked at the symbol on her wrist.

He let out a sigh, this was a sigh of change. No women had ever be a hunter. They couldn’t withstand the trail. Some hunters didn’t survive and died. 

How ever Kellan felt it. The power of a hunter was in her. A new power unlike one her had felt before. As Kellan looked into Y/n’s eyes he knew it was true. Kellan thought back to the prophecy of Eclipse. Maybe they were wrong.

“Lords of the Hunters, this is the dawn of a new age. She is a sign of change, and I believe we should admit her to the academy.” Kellan voiced while standing up. 

The lords shoot him looks of disapproval. The lords look to Kjjani of guidance. Kellan hides his envy as the lords look to his brother.

“There may never be another like her, if we don’t this opportunity will be lost. She could be something we could never imagine.” Kjjani informs the Lords.

The Lords all share a quick look and raise their hands one by one. The only lord who doesn’t raise his hand is Lord Leon. Leon glares down at Y/n. 

After a moment Lord Leon raised his hand. His glare never left Y/n.

Y/n sat up in her bed, her room was dark. The sun has yet to rise, but Y/n lould no longer sleep. She left a burning sensation on her right shoulder. All she could do was sigh and place her hand onto her shoulder. 

On her shoulder was a brand of the Hunters. The brand bares a circle with seven slits, and in the middle is and eclipse with stars around it. In the seven slits is the symbol of each Hunter Order. Her left hand touched the  brand and she let out a pained sigh. Her hand held a soft glow as she removed it.

“Healing magic doesn’t work on a brand.” Y/n mumbles to herself.

Y/n looked over her arms. She could feel them, just couldn’t see them right now. They only showed if a monster was near, or if she was using her powers. The markings of an Eclipse Hunter. Y/n could still feel how they carved into her skin with the dagger and felt the marks. 

She stood from her bed and walked into her bathroom. Before she entered she light the candles so she would have light. With the door open she clean herself up. She looked over at her roommates. Damon Drakin laid in his bed with drool rolling down his face. 

His brown hair was messy and his honey skin was shadowed in the candle light. His body was tangled with his bed sheets. She could see his olive eyes but he slept still.

As she looked at her other roommate she sees as Aerion Night opened his eyes. His pale skin looks iridescent in the light. His pale blonde hair reaches his shoulders. He rubs his copper eyes.

“Hey Y/n, why are you up? The suns not even awake?” Aerion whispered as to not wake their friend. Damon snores loudly and the pair giggle to themselves.

“Couldn’t sleep, wanna go for a run?” Y/n asked quietly. Aerion stands up and nods gently. He enters the bathroom with Y/n and he brushes his teeth. Y/n pulled her hair into a ponytail.

She quickly dressed into her training clothes and looked at Aerion. His suit is white in color, it has built in armor that is light and easy to move in. Y/n suit is the same but the color is grey.

The pair made their beds quickly and Y/n took extra care to place her stuffed brown bear Lockheed onto her bed. Aerion smiles at her as she places her bear down.

“You’re real lucky they let you keep that bear, the academy usually tries to make away emotional attachments to the human world.” Aerion says as he opens the dorm door. Damon mumbles in his sleep as the pair leave the dorm. 

“Lockheed is an exception to that rule.” Y/n smirked. The pair walk in together down the candle light engaging in small conversation. The pair take a turn and run into Kjjani.

“And where do you two think you’re going?” Kjjani asked looking down at Y/n manly.

 Y/n smiled up at her mentor with spoke “We’re going for a run.”

Kjjani nodded and smiled at the pair.

“Don’t stray far from the academy.” Kjjani said and he began to walk away. Kjjani turned back to the pair looking at Y/n.

“Oh and Y/n.” Kjjani said.

“Yes?” Y/n pondered while turn towards him. Aerion walked forward a little.

“Have a good last day at the academy. And happy future hunting.” Kjjani said the walked away with a proud smile on his face. Y/n held a confident smile on her face as the pair walks away.

As they exited the academy they look at it. It’s a stone castle with large towers. The ceremonial courtyard still glowed with the after use of the Hunters ceremony. The water of the lake glowed with a light hum.

As the pair look at the lake there brands burned lightly. It had only been three days, and now they were full fledged Hunters.

Aerion pulled away from the lake first but Y/n stared a little longer. She looked the place where she was last human. Today was it, her last day at the academy. And she’s get to go home for really this time.

The fifteenth year old walked towards Aeriona nod tengen started their run. As the pair ran together at a nonhuman speed the woods around the academy glistened. The dome around the academy was strong and only had few weak points.

 The they felt it, the pair froze in their tracks. It was a monster, and it was near the school. Y/n went to the some and felt the pull of a monster. Y/n turned to Aerion with a hopeful look. Aerion shot her a look that said “No fucking way Y/n.” but Y/n pulled out her puppy eyes.

“No, no Y/n we were told not to stray far from the academy.” Aerion argued.

“Oh come one Aerion, it’s my last day at the academy. It’s my last day before I go hunt really monsters, not just the one that lurk around the school. Real dangerous monsters, I could use some last minute practice.” Y/n begged holding her hands together. 

Aerion let out a sigh and summoned his staff. Y/n squealed in delight as Aerion parted the dome. Y/n sliped rebought and Aerion followed.

“Good I can’t believe we’re doing this, we’re gonna get in some much trouble.” Aerion groaned.

“Oh no we’re not! We not going to far from the academy, it’s fine.” Y/n giggled while reaching behind her back. A large sword with a thick black blade and golden hilt appears in her hand.

“I don’t understand why you think you need more practice, you killed a real dangerous monster in your trial.” Aerion said but immediately regret after he saw the look on Y/n’a face.

“That was different.” Y/n softly added. Aerion sigh and placed a hand on Y/n’s shoulder.

“I know I’m sorry I brought it up. I know your trial was the hardest out of everyone’s.” Aerion said. Y/n shrugged her shoulders.

“Lord Leon made so I would fail, but I succeeded.” Y/n sighed as they tracked the monster throughout the woods. 

“Are you excited though? For going home I mean.” Aerion asked as he helped Y/n down a ledge.

“I’m more scared actually, I haven’t seen my dad in like five years. I haven’t been able to go in five summers.” Y/n admitted as she walked next to him.

Before Aerion could answer they pair heard the sound of the monster they were tracking. The ogre roared and Aerion gasps. Y/n smirked as she saw the monster. But she knew the code.

“Aerion go warn the school, I’ll deal with the ogre.” Y/n whispered. Aerion shook his head but one look from Y/n made him agree. With seconds Aerion was gone. Y/n held her hands over her hip and a steel rope appeared. 

Y/n stepped behind the Ogre as us faces the other way. She rolls her shoulders and lasso the rope around its neck. The ogre growled and tried to get out but Y/n planted her feet.

As the ogre pulled her feet sunk into the ground. Y/n tied the rope around her wrist as she held into the ogre. Then suddenly the ogre ran forwards dragging Y/b through the woods.

Y/n shouted excitingly as she was pulled. Her feet dragged on the ground creating dents as she was deranged. 

“WOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAHHH!” Y/b yelled as the academy came into view. The other new hunters stood at the front of the academy ready to attack. Y/n saw this and rolled her eyes. She pulled back and planted her feet into the ground. 

As she pulled the ogre tries to escape. She groaned as the ogre tried to pull. She groaned in pain as she held back the ogre, then she remembered something.

“Oh yeah, I know the incarnations.” Y/n thought. 

“๒ץ Շђє ק๏ฬєг ร๏๒єк, ﻮเשє ๓є รՇгєภﻮՇђ!” Y/n yelled.

A black substance slowly crawled up her arms and engulfed her hands. The same happened on her legs then it disappeared into her skin. The ogre stopped as Y/n’s strength kicked it. Y/n pulled back and the ogre went flying, hitting the ground incredibly hard. 

Y/n pulled in the rope quickly and then held her right right hand out. Her sword materialized out of the air and she held tightly onto the hilt. With one swing the Ogres head was off its body.

Blood splattered over Y/n as the other hunters ran towards her. At the front was Lord Leon and his youngest son Leo. Within seconds Leon began to reprimand Y/n. Damon stood with all the hunters and couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

Lord Leon hated Y/n and it wasn’t a secret. There could only ever be Five Eclipse Hunters and their Lord at a time. Due to the five phases of an eclipse. Y/n excising meant that ons if Lord Leon’s down had to die.

Damon and Aerion sent Y/n sympathetic looks. Damon raised his hand and began to act out Lord Leon he yelled. Y/n looked at him over Leon’s shoulder and held in her laughs. Aerion jabbed Damon and he groaned in pain.

“Lord Leon, here.” Y/n stepped forward and handed Lord Leon the head. Y/n smirked at him and walked away as Leo stopped his father from yelling anymore.

“Father don’t, she killed the monster. No harm was done.” Leo mumbled as Damon and Aerion walked next to Y/n. As the trio walked through the campus blood dropped off Y/n.

“I thought I said don’t leave campus?” Kjjani’s voice echoed through the hall. The trio stopped dead in their tracks. The trio all exchanged looks and slowly turned to Kjjani.

“Master Kjjani if we get technical, you said not to stray far from the path. We only went a little ways out of the dome.” Y/n mumbled nervously. Kjjani glares at the trio and they all shrunk down. 

“Go pack, you’ll all be leaving soon. Before you head off make sure to go to the armor, you’ll need to collect all your weapons.” Kjjani said. Y/n nodded at her mentor and turns away. The trio quickly entered their dorm and shared a quickly glance.

Then after a moment or two of silence they burst out laughing. The group laughed as they remembered the look on Leon’s face as Y/n handed him the ogre head.  

The first to start packing was Aerion while his two friend laid on the ground together. Aerion smiled down at them and started to pack. After a while Y/n stood up and started to pack.

“Hey Y/n didn’t you see how Leo ran to your defense?” Damon asked from the floor. Y/n froze putting her books in her suitcase. She dropped the books on the ground and one with a black cover and symbol of the titians opened.

Damon quickly grabbed the book while Y/n stuttered over her words. Aerion stepped out from the bathroom and nodded his head.

“No! No he didn’t, you’re wrong!” Y/n argued while trying to get her book back. Damon rolled under his bed and Y/n let out a frustrated groan. Damon confused to look over the book in confusion. 

It was Titian book, not meant for new hunters. Granted Y/n wasn’t a “new” new hunter. Kjjani had taken her out hunting before her ceremony. And in there testing Y/n was sent on actually hunts by Lord Leon.

“Think about it Y/n ever since you saved him he’s been protecting your ass from his dad.” Aerion answered as he walked out of the bathroom with his and Y/n’s stuff. Y/n took her stuff with a small thanks and placed it into her black bag. 

“You all forget that out of Leon’s sons Leo hates me the most.” Y/n vocalized. Aerion turned from his bed and stared at her.

“You saved his life Y/n, he doesn’t hate you.” Aerion declared. Y/n shook her head and placed more of her books into the smaller black suitcase.

Under his bed Damon continued through the book. The dark arts, monsters hunters should never see were in the book, And how to kill them. Not only that but how to control said monsters. This book was meant for Lunar Hunters.

“I didn’t save his life, I repaid a debt! I wouldn’t have saved him if he hadn’t saved me!” Y/n affirmed. Aerion shook his head and handed Y/n her face wash.

“We both know ever if Leo hadn’t saved you, you would have still helped him.” Aerion remarked. Y/n shook her head as Damon came out from under his bed. Y/n took her book away and placed it in her suit case. She quickly closed it.

“What was that book?” Damon spat. His tone confused Aerion but Y/n just smiled at him.

“Just a book Master Kjjani gave me, that’s all.” Y/n answered. Damon looked at Y/n with a small glare. That book wasn’t meant for her, it was meant for someone who wanted power. Someone who wanted to hurt others. After all it was a Titian book.

“Y/n don’t read this again, it’s Titian book!” Damon growled. Y/n rolls her eyes and placed some for her cloths away. Aerion gasped to himself and placed a hand on Y/n’s shoulder.

“N/n why would you read one for those? DO you know the kind of trouble-“ Aerion started but was cut off as Y/n whipped around. 

“Stop! It’s fine, Kjjani just wanted me to have it just in case. You never know, I barely even know what’s in it.” Y/n blurted. The pair nodded and went back to packing. After a few hours of procrastinating and packing the trio laid on there clean bed and looked around there room. Ten years of memories were embedded into this room. And now they would be leaving never to enter it again. Sure they’d all go back to the academy.

That’s where the counsel resided. But they never come back to this room. There was the chance they’d never see each other in person again. The first to get up this time was Y/n. She stood and stretched her legs. 

She made her way to their door and turned to the boys with a small smile. Aerion then pulled Damon up. With much protest from Damon the trio walked through the academy.

As they walked through the halls they observed the hunters in training. Some were drenched in sweat others were not. Making it to the armory door it was decorated with the symbol of the hunters.

It was a round circle with seven slits and one circle in the middle. In each slit was one of the Hunter Orders. 

The Gust Hunters, the larges order of hunters. There abilities allowed them to find monsters through the wind. Along with master manipulation of the winds and sky’s. Manly hunt sky monsters.

The Evergreen Hunters, the calmest order. There abilities allowed them manipulate over the green, or the earth. Manly hunt green monsters (Monsters of plant origin.)

The Blaze Hunters, the hottest order. There abilities allowed manipulation of heat, and all things hot. Manly hunt fire monsters/ demons.

The Agua Hunters, the most beautiful order. There abilities allows control of water, in any form. Manly hunts monsters related water.

The Blood Hunters, the cruelest order. There abilities allow control of blood and body. Can manipulate one’s blood in solid objects.  Manly hunts blood related monsters.

The Solar Hunters, the ethereal order. There abilities allow control light and solar energy. Seen as the holy order, and the true good hunters. Also a smaller order. Manly hunts darkness, or evil related monsters.

The Lunar Hunters, the shadow order. There abilities allow control of shadows and darkness. Seen as the sinful order. Also a small order. Manly hunts light, or sun related monsters.

The last and smallest order is The Eclipse Hunters. There abilities allow control of most elements if trained properly. Seen as the order of gods. This order consists of only six people. The Lord Eclipse and his five sons. One son for each faze of an Eclipse. Hunts all monsters.

Y/n couldn’t help but grimace at the symbol. In the dead center was the eclipse symbol. She couldn’t help but feel insignificant. She was the first of her kind. Not only was she the first female hunter but the first extra Eclipse hunter.

Damon pushed the door open gently and it let out a soft creek. The two stepped in the room and Lord Kellan stood. He threw a dagger at Y/n’s face which she caught easily. She smiled at Killian and walked towards him. She gently handed him back the dagger. Kellan placed the dagger in a black duffel bag.

“You caught it, that makes it yours.” Kellan said with a soft smile. Kellan stared down at Y/n with a look that Damon and Adrian didn’t like. The pair collect there weapons as Kellan helps Y/n pack hers. 

“Boys don’t forget to grab your watches before you leave.” Kellan told the boys as the finished packing there weapons. Damon glared at Kellan and begrudgingly grabbed his watch. It was a black watch with red stones around the clock.

Aerion merely nodded and grabbed his watch. His watch had golden stones around the clock. Both watches glowed gently and there enchantments were placed. Kellan gently guided Y/n over to a stand.

At this stand was multiple pieces of jewelry. Rings, bracelets, earrings, and one amulet. The boys gasped in confusion as Y/n gasps Y/n gasped in surprise.

“What! Why does she get so many blockers?” Damon gasped. Kellan shoot him and glare as he placed the extras jewelry into a black bag.

“Because we don’t know if one blocker will work for Y/n. After all this is the first time a female hunter had ever been using a blocker. I’m not sure if just one will work.” Kellan reasoned with Damon.

Kellan smiled at Y/n as she inspected the jewelry he left out. A ring with an eclipse stone. A leather bracelet with hunter symbols and a eclipse gem. The pendent also had a eclipse stone.The pendant was incredibly beautiful, and Y/n could feel the power radiating off it. 

“I had this pendant made myself, may I?” Kellan said while he picked up the pendant. Y/n smiled and nodded her head. She held up her hair as Kellan placed the pendant on her neck.

Damon and Aerion glared fiercely at Kellan as his hand’s grazed over Y/n’s neck. Once Kellan was done Y/n smiled at him and placed on the ring and bracelet. She grabbed the duffel bag and turned towards the boys. They quickly guided her away from Kellan and as the left the armory Kellan merely smiled at them.

………………………………

The trio stood in front of the portals the the mortal realm with sorrowful looks on there faces. This would be the last time they would be together as a trio as far as they knew. Sure they would call each other from the mortal realm but they wouldn’t see each other for a long time.

There was that chance that they would never see each other after they stepped through the portals. The trio stood next to each other as people were called one by one. Other went before them as there last names were called out.

Leo was called and before he left he looked to Y/n. He walked towards her and his blonde curls bounced lightly. He held out his hand and Y/n grasped it gently.

“Good luck Eclipse.” Leo announced as he let go of her hand.

“Good Luck….. Eclipse.” Y/n answered at Leo walked away. She felt odd, she felt as though she had just lost a friend. Leo wasn’t her friend, and least she didn’t think he was. Damon turned to his two friend with a mournful smile.

“This is it, isn’t it.” Damon mumbled as tears prickled at his eyes. The emotions crashed onto the trio. This was it. In just a few moments Damon’s name would be called and he would be gone. Y/n reached over her back and her swords materialized out if the air. She held her sword up with a sad expression.

“Last defenders.” Y/n sighed. Her voice was soft and emotion weighted in it. The boys shared a look and there own swords materialized.

“No surrender.” The pair mumbled. Then there swords dissolved, and Damon’s name was called. Y/n pulled him into a tight hug and Aerion did the same. Then with one last look to his friend he walked through the portal.

Just like that Damon was gone. Then after a while the same thing happened with Aerion. Then he was gone. Then Y/n was called as she walked to the portal she looked back at the academy. With one last look she walked through the portal.

A blaring light invaded Y/n eyes and then it was gone. Y/n was at the airport where he dad would be picking her up. She pulled all her luggage as then tears began to fall from her e/c eyes.

Her dad, Charlie Swan held up a sign with her name written in it. Y!n speeded through the crowds and ran into her fathers arms for the first time in ten years. Her luggage fell to the floor as she crashed into her father. Charlie held tightly onto his daughter as they cried in each others arms.

And for that moment everything was perfect. Y/n was home, but she had no idea for what would happen now.

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Twilight x Reader

When Charlie and Renee’s relationship was breaking the pair thought it’d be a good idea for them to have another child. However they couldn’t convince another child. So instead they chose to adopt a two year old little girl with a strange mark on his wrist. Bella was four when she met her new little sister. At first she didn’t like Y/n. She was always taking her dad’s attention.

Till one day Bella cut her knee on the sidewalk while playing. The first person that ran to her when she was hurt was Y/n. From that day forth Bella and Y/n were inseparable.

When Y/n was five her parents realized their marriage wasn’t working. Then they realized how smart Y/n was. Then two men from another country came and told Renee that they wanted Y/n to go to a special school for extraordinary children. They paid Renee and she sent Y/n off when she was five.

What happens when Y/n turns fifteenth and goes home. Will how different Y/n is change her life. Will the new being in her home change her.

Read and find out.

Jacob Black x Reader (romantic)

Y/n Bendis Swan

The Eclipse Hunter

“If you don’t take your hands off her you won’t have hands!”

“Sometimes memories are the worst kind of torture.”

“They say in a traitor, and maybe they’re right. Maybe they’re right but I know one thing. I did was needed to get done.”

“Don’t try to get inside my head, it’s too dark for even you.”

Edward Cullen

The Abomination 

“I know you don’t understand it but I love Bella more than you can ever understand!”

“Stand any closer to me and I won’t be able to hold back!”

“No…. I trust her anger and loyalty.”

“I wish I could kill you and be both know Bella would forgive me, I just wouldn’t be able to do it.”

“It’s just me Y/n, it’s just me, just me with you.”

Isabella Marie Swan

The Sister

“I really happy you’re home Y/n”

“I had a nightmare….”

“I love him! It doesn’t matter what anyone else says!”

“Why do you sacrifice so much for me, we both know I wouldn’t do the same.”

Charlie Swan

The Dad

“I missed you some much baby girl, I won’t lie it’s been lonely with you girls around.”

“Wait, so you mean to tell me you got all those scars from being clumsy? How dumb do you think I am Y/n?”

“Shh, I’m here now.”

“So you and Jacob. You’ll a thing are what? I don’t have to worry about you getting married at eighteen are you?”

Jacob Black

The Wolf, The Mate

“Y/N! You’re back!”

“So this whole time you knew and didn’t say anything. You could’ve kill my entire pack and never told me.”

“You own my heart! For all of eternity you own my heart!”

“Just breathe for me okay, don’t think about anything but me.”

Rosalie Hale

The Beauty

“You all understand that she could kill us all right!”

“Look I don’t hate you or anything you’re just dangerous. To others and yourself, oh that’s right don’t think I haven’t seen you drink. Look your personal business is none of my concern but I care about my family. If your a threat to my family….”

“Y/n don’t strain yourself, you’ll hurt yourself even worst.”

“I know I don’t say it often but I’m really glad you became my friend. I got really lucky to have a friend who’s kill for me without question.”

Alice Cullen

The Seer

“Hey! You’re Y/n right. I’ve heard about you from Edward.”

“They’re still undecided. that’s not good. I can’t tell if they want her dead or alive.”

“You look so pretty as bridesmaid!”

“I know it hurts but if you die Bella dies, and so will they! So fight!”

Jasper Hale

The Cowboy

“You smell really good better than Bella.”

“Okay sweetheart I wanna see you try and take me down.”

“No, no she can’t be, no. Alice tell me you’re joking.”

“I’m really glad you’re alive.”

Emmett Cullen

The Strong

“God girl, you really strong!”

“Guys! Y/n is the best drive ever and she’s younger than all of us.”

“You’re strong, you’ll be fine.”

“Hey kiddo, wanna hear how she beat my ass when she was fifteen.”

Esme Cullen

The Kind

“You’re really brave you know that. I don’t think anybody could’ve gone through what you did and still he so strong.”

“Do you want a snack? I have fruits?”

“It’s okay, it’s okay, I got you. Shh, shh, breathe.”

Carlisle Cullen

The Healer

“You know, I’m all my years of life I’ve never seen scars quite like yours. They’re unique, and different.”

“You listen to me, you can’t die. Bella wouldn’t be able to handle it, or Jacob, or anyone else! You live and come back from this!”

“You know you might not survive, with Bella linked to you and……. I just want you to know that you might die.”

“I really thought we’d lost you there.”

Damon Drakin

The Blood Hunter

“Oh come on Y/n, aim and shoot it’s not that hard!”

“I would die for you, and I know you’d die for me. So ready to go die.”

“War allows us to dress monsters up as saviors and many would say we are those monsters.”

“I’d kill a thousand slaves  before I’d let one man to make me his slave.”

Aeron Night

The Solar Hunter

“Men go to battle, women wage war and win.”

“This is gonna be a massacre.”

“They will take about this war for thousands of years. The great Eclipse Hunter, first women of her kind, fought glorious battles.”

“You can relax my friend, and greet the world with open arms.”

“I-I’m gla-d you’re my la-last sh-shad- shadow.”

Trigger Warnings: child abuse, depression, war, war crimes, imprisonment, torture, abuse, predatory behavior, anxiety, nightmares, suicidal thoughts, death  gore, murder, teen pregnancy, drug abuse, alcohol addiction, just heavy themes all around

The gif used above for Y/n doesn’t have anything to do with what she looks like. Y/n is you it is just for aesthetic purposes.

Prologue

Question?

Would anyone be interested in any of my others docs that are on my other platforms? I have an Avatar (James Cameron) (Tsu’tey x femreader) Twilight (Jacob Black x adopted Swan!reader) The walking dead (Carl Grimes x Walsh!reader x Oc) Sofia the First (don’t hate, I’m feeding my inner child) (Future Oc’s x oldersister!reader) and a Trollhunters (Jim Lake x reader)

Some of these are a bit older and when I was a younger fic writes. But they’re not terrible and their my babies.

Avatar Fic: When our world is sucked into a black hole there are only two survivors. A baby boy with white and a young girl with white hair. For Y/n Ortiz her world ends only to be thrown into another.Y/n must care for herself the last surviving daughter of earth 2 and the last surviving son. What happens when Jake Sully comes into play and she must fight for Pandora. Will she learn to love?

Twilight Fic: When Charlie and Renee's relationship was breaking the pair thought it'd be a good idea for them to have another child. However they couldn't convince another child. So instead they chose to adopt a two year old little girl with a strange mark on his wrist. Bella was four when she met her new little sister. At first she didn't like Y/n. She was always taking her dad's attention.

Till one day Bella cut her knee on the sidewalk while playing. The first person that ran to her when she was hurt was Y/n. From that day forth Bella and Y/n were inseparable.

hen Y/n was five her parents realized their marriage wasn't working. Then they realized how nart Y/n was. Then two men from another country came and told Renee that they wanted Y/n go to a special school for extraordinary children. They paid Renee and she sent Y/n off when she was five.

What happens when Y/n turns fifteenth and goes home. Will how different Y/n is change her life. Will the new being in her home change her.

TWD Fic: Ares the god of war, the god that bathes in the blood of his enemies. In this world the dead come to life for blood. A girl whose life had tragedy all her life. Her mother died when she was young. Her father loved her dearly and always wanted what was best for her. Y/n Walsh was Shane's daughter with his first and only wife Artemis Black.

Artemis was and archer, the best in the world. She was the love of Shane's life but then she got sick. Cancer took her from her daughter and her husband.

Shane always want her daughter to have the best life. Her mother taught her archer from a young age. When the world went to shit Y/n and her father adapted quickly. Too quickly for other's liking. Y/n started to be called Ares for the way she bathed in the new world. When Rick Grimes her uncle came back from the dead her new life was destroyed in more ways than one.

Sofia the First Fic: Y/n the first, older sister to Sofia the first. When her mothers married a king her and sister become princesses. How will her journey continue as she is gifted the Crown of Avalon?

Trollhunters: She was a witch. He was the first human Trollhunter. She battled with the darkness inside of her, he bathed in light. How can such a love story unfold.

Main masterlist twilight masterlist request

Jacob black & Paul lahote taking care of their shared imprint when they are ill.

Hii, how are you?

I wonder if you can do a jacob x reader where the reader is going to the gynecologist and jacob is going with her and he's gets protective and do not like that she has to go there and he would not live her side,

(My English is not so good)

Main masterlist twilight masterlist request

Jacob black and his girlfriend visiting the gynecologist

"Baby, I'm okay"

'Jacob is glaring at the gynecologist'

"Baby?"

'Doesn't answer'

'Puts her hand out for him to hold'

'Grabs it straight away and brings it up to his lips and kisses the back of her hand'

{~Twilight Masterlist~}

[Series]

{~Alice x Reader x Jasper~}

Eternal Harmony

Fateful Encounter

Melody of Souls

Whispers of the Future

Eclipse of Emotions

Trials and Tribulations

Forever Bound

Rosyln

[Jacob Black] X [Reader] 

One shot

Prompt: Unwilling Imprint, ANGST

Pronouns: I tried to be gender-neutral but I may have messed up a few times. 

TW: DESCRIPTIONS OF BLOOD AND GORE. Read at your discretion. A little bit of mommy issues lmao. (laughing through the pain rn) 

Notes: I don’t have the best grasp on what phones were like in the 2000’s so it’s probably inaccurate. Jake is fine y'all please don’t call paw patrol. JUSTICE FOR LEAH CLEARWATER. A little bit of simping for her because idc she's gorgeous and I love her. 

I realized that the timing for this is a little confusing, so its supposed to take place in like the middle of New Moon but I wrote that Seth and Leah had already shifted, which doesn't happen until eclipse so pls ignore that.

THE FUCKING TITLE HAS BEEN SPELLED WRONG THIS WHOLE TIME ITS ROSYLN NOT ROSLYN

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Jacob Black had made it clear he didn't want me in his life anymore. Those last words I had heard from him burned themselves into my memory, into my very skin.

"It wasn't supposed to be you." 

I cringed and tried to sink into the bed further, but the mattress wouldn’t let me in. My eyes traced the shapes in the popcorn ceiling of my room, and I tried desperately to think of anything else. Making shapes out of nothing—and stories to go with it. Yet my mind seemed to somehow circle back. Everything seemed to remind me of him. And the last time I saw him. 

The rain pounded against the steps of my front porch, drenching my clothes in muggy water. The deafening sound almost tore me away from the boy in front of me. But he wasn't the boy I knew before. He was taller, bigger, and much meaner. He said nothing for a moment, he just stared at me. I couldn’t read his expression—it was many things all at once. There seemed to be some sort of realization, then confusion, and then hatred. A burning hatred that made me want to shrink away from him. It made my skin crawl. I was suddenly very aware of the way my clothes now hung to my skin, the rainwater adding an extra pound or two.

He shook violently, his breath hitching. His eyes darted around like they were searching for something.

I hadn’t expected him to change so drastically in the two weeks I hadn’t seen him. His long, dark hair was cut short. His formerly lanky figure looked like that of a man twice his age. And his dark skin bore an intricate tattoo located on his right shoulder. It was the same tattoo Sam had. Sam, the man he apparently hated.

"It wasn't supposed to be you."

That was the last thing he said to me, before storming away. Into his truck, and out of my life. 

It hurt to think about it, I tried to convince myself that it was somehow my fault. That I had said or done something wrong. Something so vile that it would make him hate me enough to leave. But why would he be so angry with me? I had called him, I called Billy. I even tried calling Charlie. No one would give me a coherent answer. Charlie was the only one willing to give me anything. Saying something about how Jacob and Bella had gotten into a big fight, and she was receiving similar treatment. But to know that he had at least had contact with her while having ignored me completely. It stung. It made my skin crawl, and I felt a burning sense of rage. But it was overshadowed by guilt. Maybe it was my fault—or was it selfish to assume that everything in his life revolved around me?

I felt tempted to call Bella. It seemed like she knew the most about whatever had Jacob acting this way. I bit my lip, weighing my options. Bella and I were never close, I knew that Jacob liked her. Jacob liked her a lot—I bit my lip a little harder at that thought. I hated the way he would swoon whenever she breathed in his direction. How he would trip over his feet trying to please her. And yet he couldn’t take the hint that she didn’t want him. And she refused to let him go. Wrapping him around her finger and leading him on, only to pull back as soon as he got his hopes up. I stared at my phone, I had Bella’s number saved somewhere deep within my contacts. The last time I had actually used it was weeks ago when I tried to be friends with her—she had denied my advances of course. I reached for my phone hesitantly. My heartbeat quickened slightly. Would she even answer me? Was it rude to try and talk to her just so I could ask about Jacob? Especially while they were fighting? My finger hovered above the call button. I pressed it quickly, it was worth a shot. 

The phone rang for an uncomfortable amount of time, enough for me to start regretting my decision. But before I could chicken out and hang up, Bella answered. She didn’t sound too great. Her voice was slightly hoarse, and it wobbled a bit. It sounded like she was forcing the words out of her mouth.

“Hello?” She answered. It took me a second to remember what I had called her for, though I should have expected this from her. She was almost in the same situation I was in. Almost.

“Hey Bells,” I used the old nickname we had for her when we were kids. I hoped that the friendliness would maybe help convince her to spill the beans about Jacob. “I don't want to pry into your guys’ business, but what's going on with Jacob?” I tried to sound like I was just mildly curious, forcing the worry out of my tone. But I didn't have time to explain my reason for asking before she cut me off.

“He's just not feeling well.” She spoke fast, too fast for me to understand at first. The words jumbled and rushed, slowly connecting in my mind. Not feeling well? He seemed fine to me. 

“Oh,” That couldn't be all that was wrong. “Did he say if he was sick?” I questioned. I wanted to drag this conversation out. I wanted to pry as much information as I could from Bella. 

She paused on the other side of the phone—I desperately wanted to know what was going on inside her head, to hear what she was keeping from me. There was no way she didn't know more than what she was leading on. “Uh, he said it was Mono. Yeah, he got pretty bad Mono recently so you probably won't see him for a while.” She spit the words out fast. Stumbling over them like the way she stumbles through life. I knew for certain that he did not have Mono. That was the biggest load of shit I had heard since Jacob told me he “didn't have a crush on Bella”. People got Mono from kissing someone else with it, and I knew that Jacob wouldn’t have kissed anyone but Bella. And she was apparently Mono-free.

“Oh that’s awful, when did he get it?” I asked. I had no idea whether or not she knew about my recent encounter with Jacob. Only her answer would tell. 

She panicked for a second. “Um, I think it was three weeks ago. Yeah! Three weeks.” She sounded more sure of herself the second time she said it. Bingo. 

Bella had always been a bad liar. She’d stutter over her words more than usual, and she’d start to get antsy the longer the lie went on.

“Huh, well that really sucks. If you get a hold of him could you tell him I hope he feels better soon? I haven't been able to contact him.” I didn't plan on telling Bella about Jacob's midnight appearance. She didn't know, which meant she didn't need to know. 

“Yeah, I will.” She sounded eager to hang up, so I put her out of her misery. I tossed my phone back onto the bed. And began to calculate my next move.

Bella had no idea that I had seen Jacob, so she had no idea that I was certain he was not sick at all. Sick in the head maybe, but he seemed physically healthy to me. Jacob stood in the pouring rain with no problem, in a sleeveless shirt might I add. And showed no signs of any kind of sickness. From the sound of it, Bella knew he wasn't sick. It was painfully obvious that she was trying to cover for him. I had to come up with some plan of action. I needed Jacob to talk to me. It wasn’t fair that Bella was allowed to know everything while his “best friend” wasn’t. 

I inhaled deeply through my nose and exhaled from my mouth. This wasn’t going to be easy. I had no idea where he was, and I knew no one was going to tell me. I could beg Billy to tell me what was going on, he could only handle so much of my puppy-dog eyes before he cracked. I could march my way to Sam’s house and demand to know everything. Both plans of action sounded terrible. It felt selfish. I wasn’t really owed anything, it felt wrong to demand that they tell me their secrets. Maybe once I found out I’d wish that I’d left it alone. Stubborn as always, I decided that I was going to find out. You can’t just shut someone out for no reason and then be upset when they want to know why. 

I reached for the stale glass of water on my bedside table and knocked back a large gulp. I cringed at the funny taste. My thoughts flew a mile a minute. I came up with a new plan of action. I was going to go to Jacob’s house and wait for him there. He couldn’t stay away from his house forever and I was willing to wait as long as it took. He would talk to me, whether he liked it or not. 

I marched to the other side of my bedroom and rifled through my closet. I picked out the first outfit I found, and threw on a jacket. I snatched my keys and marched to my front door. I didn’t care who I had to ask, I would figure this out. There was no way Jacob was getting rid of me so easily. The puddles on the pavement splashed violently as I stomped through them, soaking through the crevices of my shoes and dampening my socks. But I was too preoccupied to care. The car door creaked from the force that I opened it with, I threw myself into the driver's seat and slammed it shut again. I flinched from the loud noise. I need to slow down a bit. I inhaled, closed my eyes, and relaxed my shoulders. I shouldn’t be driving in such a state. I pried my eyes open and started the car, reversing out of the driveway once I heard the roar of the engine. 

The long roads that led to the reservation were more familiar to me than the back of my hands. I had driven there so many times, for as long as I could remember. It hurt to think about every other time I had been here. When things weren’t so complicated. When it was Jake and me against the world. Without Bella. I bit the inside of my cheek, focusing on the pain from that instead of the tears threatening to spill. Breaking down crying while driving was not the best idea. I didn’t need to add a hospital visit and a wrecked car on top of all of the other shit going on in my life. I focused on my breathing, and not crashing the car. With every landmark, I knew I was getting closer. It wasn’t long before I was turning down the road that led to Jacob's house. A cozy, barn-esque house. Where I shared some of my most cherished memories. Though the memories were slightly bitter now. I parked the car in his driveway. Billy Black was sitting on the porch, his eyes bored into my very soul, and I fought the urge to avoid them. He huffed and wheeled himself back into the house.

I shoved myself out of the car and marched up to the front door. I pounded on the stable wood, he wouldn’t ignore me too. Billy swung the door open, looking frustrated and concerned. 

“He isn’t here [Y/N]. I’ll tell him you stopped by.” He turned to close the door again. It hurt to have Billy turn me away. I had never felt anything other than welcome in his home, but I was treated like a stranger now, he was treating me like a girl scout. I grabbed the door before it could close. 

“Then I’ll wait here for him,” I said in the sternest tone I could manage. It killed me to be rude to Billy. But I kept my guard up. I couldn’t show any sign that I would back down.

Billy sighed but made no move to let me in. He glanced behind him into the house, then back at me.

“I hate to do this to you kid, but you really can’t be here right now.” Billy looked me in the eyes again. His tone was stern but comforting. But I couldn’t give up so easily. 

“Why not? Why won't anybody tell me what’s going on?” I was more desperate this time, my faḉade dropping. It took everything in me not to start hysterically screaming.

Billy cringed, it hurt him to shut me out. He obviously knew what was going on with his son but something was stopping him from telling me. He looked up at me again, opening his mouth to speak. But his eyes caught something behind me, and he stopped. I turned around. A red truck pulled into the driveway. Jacob sat in the driver’s seat and huffed when he saw me. I looked next to him, of course, Bella was with him. She bit her lip, and blinked way too many times, looking between me and Jacob. He stepped out of the truck and walked to the other side to open Bella’s door for her. He was just pouring salt on the wound at this point. The pair walked toward me, I opened my mouth to yell at Jake, but he walked right past me, Bella in tow. Billy looked disappointed but said nothing. Bella looked back at me with a look that I couldn’t quite pinpoint. It almost looked like sympathy, but there was venom to it. Not quite a glare, but not friendly. I scoffed. Who does this girl think she is?

“Hey!” I shouted. Jacob paused, his shoulders tensed. But he didn’t turn around to look at me. “What is your problem?” I continued, “What am I not good enough for you anymore? Not cool enough to hang out with you and your new friends?” This went much more calmly in my head. A lot less accusingly. Jacob still refused to look at me. But Bella did. She walked toward me and put her hand on my shoulder.

“[Y/N] I really think you should leave.” Bella insisted, but I shoved her hand off of me. I was even more frustrated that she had the audacity to tell me what to do after she tried to lie to me earlier. 

“No! I’m not going anywhere ‘till he explains himself! He has no right to just cut me off.” I yelled, more at him than her. But she still flinched, and I felt a little bad. Jacob spun around now, jumping at the chance to protect Bella. He got in my face and pushed Bella behind him. 

“Don’t you dare yell at her.” He glared at me. He shoved me back a bit, the force almost sent me flying, but I held my ground. 

“I’m not yelling at her, I'm yelling at you, Jacob. Funny how you only speak to me when you want to protect her. And what the hell does “It wasn’t supposed to be you” mean?” I got right back in his face, confronting him about his last encounter with me. His eyes widened slightly, and he glanced back at Bella. She furrowed her brows and looked at him.

“Jake, what are they talking about?” She held onto Jacob’s shoulder and tried to turn him towards her. But he didn’t budge, only turning his head to look at her.

“Don’t worry about it, Bells.” The nickname made me want to barf. Wasn’t she dating that Cullen guy? Oh right. The Cullens had packed up and moved town a few months ago, the whole town had been so worried about Bella since she was so in love with Edward. I had felt bad for her too, her depressive episode was all too familiar to me. Though it seemed she had moved on and sunk her claws into Jacob now. Suddenly I wasn’t too sympathetic toward her. 

“He didn’t tell you?” If he wouldn’t, I would. “He showed up at my doorstep in the pouring rain and told me the most cryptic bullshit I’ve ever heard, before disappearing out of my life!” I shouted. It seemed I had called out to some weather god because a light rain began to fall on all of us. But no one made any move to take shelter. At least this was more dramatic now. 

Bella looked confused but didn’t press any further. Jacob turned to me again, he looked more frustrated than mad now.

“Look [Y/N], just go away. If I could tell you I would. But you shouldn’t be here right now.” Jacob started to shake, he wasn’t wearing that thick of clothing, so he was probably cold because of the rain. He turned to walk away again, but my hand shot out on its own to grab onto his shoulder. Woah. I was wrong, Jacob wasn’t cold at all. He was hot to the touch. It almost burned. 

“Holy shit!” I pulled my hand back, and he turned around frantically, my cry alerting him. “Jacob you’re burning up! I think you need to see a doctor or something.” I looked down at my hand, thankfully it wasn’t burned, only a slight red tint was left behind. Even though I was mad at him, I couldn’t help but worry. As much as I try, I’ll never be able to hate Jacob. I looked up at him, my ‘angry face’ was gone now, a look of worry taking its place. His eyes softened for a moment. His shoulders relaxed, before tensing back up again. His gaze hardened, and he huffed. 

“Go.” Was all he said, before turning again. He ushered Bella to follow him, leaving his arm around her shoulder. I stomped forward again and slammed my palm onto his shoulder. 

“Hey! I’m not leaving without an answer, Jacob Black. If you think you can get rid of me that easily you are stupidly mistaken.” I let out a sarcastic laugh at the end of my sentence. Nothing was funny about this but I couldn’t help myself. Jacob shook more, and his breathing sped up. He let go of Bella and looked at me.

“I am not going to tell you again [Y/N].” He emphasized each word, “Leave now, for your own good.” For my own good my ass.

“No Jacob, not until you tell me WHY.” I emphasized my words, mimicking his. He shook so hard I was afraid he would combust.

And then he did.

Within a split second, the sounds of clothes tearing filled my ears. And I felt something tear at my arm. I was flung back from the force of it, landing on the muddy ground. White hot pain shot through my entire right side. I felt something warm run down my arm, contrasting with the cold rain surrounding me. But my focus was still caught on what was in front of me. Jacob was gone, replaced with a reddish-brown wolf. It was the size of a horse. Way bigger than any normal wolf should be. My mind felt fried. This couldn’t be real. This had to be some horrible dream or some hallucination. But the pain in my arm told me that this was all too real.

 The wolf, presumably still Jacob, snarled and growled for a moment before its eyes caught sight of my arm. I looked down. I could barely see anything past the amount of red. It was my blood. The flesh was torn, ripped almost to shreds. Exposing the pink mussel beneath. I caught a small bit of white. Bone. My breath was rapid. The air entering my lungs burned, it felt like they were trying to rip open. I shook. It took everything not to start screaming. I was in shock. This couldn’t be real. 

I looked back up at the Jacob-wolf. His ears flew back, and he shook and backed away slightly. His brown eyes, eyes I knew too well, flickered between my face, and my arm. His tail tucked between his legs, and he ran. With incredible speed, he ran into the forest. My ears rang.

 All I could hear was the pounding of the rain and yelling. I heard yelling from all sides. A woman’s voice. And a few different male voices. I heard something thump on the ground across from me. But as my vision blurred, I was unable to make out what it was. Or, who it was. I felt something pull me from the mud. Two large hands grabbed me and held me tight. I was pulled into someone's arms, and I felt us move. The heat was almost unbearable. It was suffocating. I wanted to pull away. To be left on the ground. But I couldn’t pull together the strength to do anything. I felt oblivious to the world around me. Everything was blurry, and moving both too fast, and too slow all at once. I could make out only some of the words I heard around me. Most were panicking. But over all of that, I heard a calm voice yelling orders. I heard more clothes ripping, and two more giant figures ran into the woods. After Jacob. 

I heard that same voice from above me, it was calm and reassuring this time.

“Everything is going to be okay [Y/N], we're gonna get you some help” It was distinctly Sam. I knew that tone. It was paternal, it was gentle. But it felt so firm, so firm that I believed every word of it. I let myself relax. Black spots entered my vision, everything was blurry again, and then there was nothing. 

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The faint sound of beeping woke me, the shrill noise scraping against my ear canal.

I groaned. My everything hurt. I squeezed my eyes further shut, trying to block out the bright light that threatened to burn my retinas. 

My opened my eyes reluctantly as I heard footsteps come through the door. Sam’s large figure came through the doorway. He looked calm, but his brow was slightly furrowed. He opened his mouth to speak, before shutting it again. He looked down for a moment, almost like he was having a conversation I couldn’t hear. Sam inhaled deeply, before stepping towards me. His heavy footsteps resonated through the nearly silent room. The only other sounds were the beeping of the machines next to me. He stepped cautiously towards me, before sitting down in the chair next to my bed. I looked at him anxiously. I knew what was coming, but I didn’t know how. There was no way I could explain what I had seen without sounding insane, “Why yes doctor, my best friend turned into a wolf and mauled my arm. No biggie though.” I bit the inside of my cheek nervously, but Sam gave me a knowing look that calmed me slightly. His look told me he could understand the silent words I was trying to speak. 

“How are you feeling?” Sam’s commanding voice vibrated off the walls. I didn’t know how to answer, I assumed he was asking about my arm.

“Fine, the doctors gave me a bunch of meds to make it hurt less so I’m mostly just numb now-”

Sam raised his hand to stop me.

“No, no. How are you feeling.” He emphasized the word. He didn’t mean my arm. It was clear that he wasn’t going to try and cover up what I had seen. I knew there wasn’t much I could say to him. If anyone were to overhear me talking about my friend turning into a giant wolf and scratching my arm, they’d ship me off to the psych ward without a second thought. I bit the inside of my cheek. For a moment, I refused to meet Sam’s gaze. His eyes were intense—they always were. 

I tried to think of an answer for him. But I just couldn’t put what I wanted to say into words. He seemed to understand my frustration, and he sighed. 

“Look kid, I know that this is going to be hard to understand, but it's time you know the truth.”

I perked up at this. Finally, they were going to tell me what was going on. It only took a traumatizing and unexplainable experience, and my arm getting fucked up to make it happen. Worth it.

We sat there for what felt like hours, as he explained to me the deep, and extensive past of the Quileute tribe's history. How they could turn into wolves, and it was their duty to protect humans from vampires. He also told me about where Bella fit into all of this. The Cullen boy she was dating was part of a family of vampires. And, by proxy, she was now involved with the pack too. But everyone in the pack was sworn to secrecy. And that's why they couldn't tell me. Sam being the alpha made his word law. So they had no choice.

I felt guilt bubbling inside my chest, I was so mad at Jacob and the others for not telling me. But they couldn't whether they liked it or not. It felt like someone was grabbing at my heart and squeezing it. I felt so selfish, so arrogant. I demanded that they tell me everything, and then got myself hurt. I felt so bad. 

Sam gave me a sympathetic look, it was as if he understood without me having to speak a word.

“It’s not your fault. Besides, we would have had to tell you anyway.” I looked up at that. But he paused.

“Why?” I asked. It was hard to find the words I wanted to say. I felt like I had so many questions, but forming them together in a coherent manner was impossible. These drugs were fucking with my head. I noticed that the lights were a bit fuzzy now. 

Sam looked away and contemplated for a moment. But when he looked back, it was obvious he wasn't going to explain himself. Why does everyone have to be so cryptic all the time? 

“I think Jacob should tell you himself,” Sam spoke with finality. There was no wiggle room to try and pry anything out of him. 

I sighed. But I didn't try to push any further. I was exhausted. Taking in so much information was hard, especially while I was barely awake. Sam smiled at me and stood. He towered over my bed, making the giant machines look like children's toys. This explains why the Quileute men are all so big. 

“I'd better let you rest kid, just come to the reservation whenever you're ready.” He smiled and made his way out. 

I sunk back into the firm hospital bed. I ran through everything in my head again. Vampires? Werewolves? What other ghouls should I be worried about? Will I run into a troll the next time I cross a bridge? 

I couldn’t pull together the energy to really care at the moment, the only thing I cared about was going back to sleep. I glanced down at my bandaged arm, moving it slightly, and wincing. I sighed, and relaxed my whole body. I tried my best to ignore the beeping, and clamped my eyes shut. I shifted slightly, and felt a jolt go through my entire right side. I grumbled and settled back down, being more weary of my arm this time. I rolled my eyes, this was going to be a long recovery. 

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It took a week before they let me out of the hospital. But the stitches in my arm would take way longer to come out. And I wouldn't even be fully healed for a few months. 

They gave me fresh clothes since mine were basically ruined. I had to wear a shirt that was way too big for me, and shorts that went down to my calves. My socks were a bright yellow, and the worst texture I’ve ever felt, with grips on the bottoms. This sucked. Stupid Jacob. Stupid wolves. Stupid me. 

My mother helped me to the car, but I nudged her away slightly. My arm was hurt not my legs, I could still walk on my own. I half-expected her to try and carry me to the car.

I wasn't allowed to drive while my arm healed, obviously. But at least I got time off of school, and off work. At least one good thing could come out of this mess.

But having so much time on my hands gave me too much time to think. And of course, my mind went to every bad scenario that could happen.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   I didn’t know how I was going to be able to face Bella. She had seen everything. But I couldn’t really find it within myself to hate her any less. Hate feels like a strong word, but I can’t think of any other word to describe the way I feel about her. It felt like she had ripped my best friend away from me, and left a gaping, burning hole behind. But was it entirely her fault? He chose to leave me, for her. But at the same time, she didn’t make any move to stop him. I sighed. Obsessing over it wouldn’t change anything. My mom glanced at me from the driver's seat. I could see her reflection through the window, as I stared at the beautiful scenery. The rain cast a thick fog across the forest, giving a gray tint to the world around it. My mom's eyes scanned my face, before quickly bouncing back to the road. 

“What’s wrong honey?” 

I didn’t know how to answer that. So many things were wrong. Jake was gone, my arm is fucked, and I’m way behind on my homework. What was I supposed to tell her?

I sighed, “I just… I just miss Jake.” That felt right. It was the truth, but not in its entirety. 

She grimaced, “I know sweetie, but… when people get older, they tend to drift apart. Maybe it’s just time to let Jacob go. Maybe make some new friends?” She always got over things quicker than I did.

“No. He’s my best friend. I can’t lose him.” But what would I do if I did? It was entirely possible now. He had his new wolf friends and… Bella. A shiver of anger rushed through me at the thought of her. 

“I know it’s hard but-”

“No! I-” I cleared my throat. I didn’t mean to yell at her. “No, I- I won’t lose him.” 

She didn’t respond, she continued to stare at the road ahead. The large pine trees cast a thick canopy above us, rainwater pouring through the gaps in the branches. I sighed and tried to relax. All this stress was bad for my health. I didn’t need to have a full breakdown and end up back in the hospital. 

  The pine trees gave way to a small path on the side of the road. I caught a glimpse of brown fur vanishing into the foliage. I gasped lightly, which alerted my mother.

“What’s wrong? Did you hurt your arm? You’ve got to be careful with those stitches in! And how did you even-” I cut her off before she could start ranting.

“No, no everything’s fine I just thought I saw something in the forest. Like a bear or something.”

Smooth [Y/N].

She looked hesitant, I couldn’t tell if she believed me, but I prayed she wouldn’t push me. I guess lady luck finally decided to cut me a break because my mom sighed and focused on the road again. I wanted to yell for her to stop the car. I wanted to jump out and chase after him. I didn’t care if I was injured, or if I could get lost in the forest. I wanted nothing more than to just at least talk to him. But after… the incident… would he even want to see me? I held back a sob. 

As soon as we pulled into the driveway, I shoved myself out of the car. I needed to be alone for a bit. My mom waited a bit to get out, trailing behind me a few steps. I stood on the porch, waiting for her to unlock the door. 

  Memories flashed at me in waves. Pieces from my childhood, when Jacob and I would play in the grass, or draw in the driveway with our chalk. When Jacob would pull in with that loud ass truck after school to complain about all the homework he had. And when he struck the final nail into the coffin that was now our relationship. I cringed. Everything would remind me of him now. Ghosts of my past would haunt the hallway. Phantoms of what I had lost. My mother didn’t bother to hide her concern. I’m sure I looked like a mess right now. My hair was unkempt, my eyes dark and sunken in, and my skin drained of its warmth. I felt like a shell of my former self. A ghost walking amongst the living, trying to blend in. I sniffled and shook it off. I didn’t need to scream my anguish to the world. As far as they were concerned, everything was fine and dandy. I let myself in as soon as the door opened, and made a bee-line for my bedroom. I ignored the memories, and my mother when I was asked what I wanted for dinner. I let my legs give out and fell onto my bed. Just inches away from crushing my arm. I sighed, and ran my good hand over my face, trying to wipe the stress away. 

  I had no idea how long I lay there. Staring at the ceiling, without even bothering to make shapes in it this time. My phone rang, and my computer pinged. But I made no move to check either. Nothing went through my mind. It felt like time was moving at breakneck speed, and I was stuck. Unmoving. I was catatonic. I felt myself going through my nightly routine, showering, brushing my teeth, and taming my hair. But none of it registered. Like an automated machine. I was on autopilot. When I lay back down, I hoped to just pass out immediately. I should be exhausted. And I should be happy to be able to sleep in something other than a hospital bed.  But I felt nothing. Something was missing and I knew it. 

  But minute after minute of laying there, I felt myself start to drift off. Maybe when I woke up, everything would have fixed itself. 

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I was running. Branches and bushes whipped around me, scratching at my arms and face. They caught onto my clothes as if they were trying to slow me down. But my feet carried me through the thick forest. I heard howling, and the sound of something running. But they didn’t stop me. I had to keep going. But what was I running towards? I didn’t stop to think, I kept moving. But I was quickly halted, as a huge, black wolf appeared from the trees in front of me. I stopped as fast as possible, losing my footing and sending myself onto the hard ground. I scrambled back to my feet quickly, without taking my eyes off the wolf. It was as big as Jacob was when he turned into a wolf. More wolves emerged from the forest surrounding me. I could see now that I was in a small clearing, only a few feet big. I turned around, ready to make a run for it. But as I did, I came face to face with a brown wolf. This one was closer than the others. And its eyes bore into mine, nothing was threatening about this wolf. It took a tentative step towards me, and I stepped back. It bowed its head and continued to approach me. But before I could move, its head snapped back up. It growled and snarled. The wolf took a step back. It wasn’t looking at me anymore, but something behind me. I didn’t have time to look before the wolf pounced. Jumping high above me. I screamed and ducked. And then, I was in my room. 

  I sat up in my bed, panting and sweating. My heart was beating so fast, I feared it would fly out of my mouth. I tried to slow my breathing, I wasn’t in the forest anymore. I was home. I was safe. It was a dream. A really weird dream. I fell back into my bed. 

It was clear to me now that the brown wolf in my dream was Jacob. The reddish-brown fur, and the deep brown eyes I had known my whole life. But what did it mean? What was behind me? Why did he attack? Maybe it was just a weird dream, maybe it had no meaning. I assumed that the first wolf was Sam, it seemed a tad bit bigger than the others, and it just felt like it commanded authority. I sighed and rubbed my eyes. I rolled over to my bedside table and grabbed at my phone, eventually, my hand made contact, and I turned it towards my face. I recoiled from the intensity of the phone's light, my eyes having been adjusted to the dark. I squinted, 2:45 a.m. Great. It’s not like I was going to school in the morning, not while I was healing. So I could just go back to sleep. But what if I had another weird dream? I could only handle so much weirdness at a time. 

  The door to my room slammed open, and I flinched at the sudden sound. My mother stood in the doorway, still clad in her nightclothes. She looked frantic, and her eyes studied me. 

“What happened?! I heard you scream!” My mother yelled, breathless. I guess when I screamed in my nightmare, I must have actually screamed. That was kind of embarrassing. 

“Oh sorry. I had a nightmare.” I looked at my hands, they were shaking still. My mother sighed a breath of relief, but when she looked back at me, she was concerned. 

“Honey, what’s wrong? You still won't tell me why you were in the hospital, and now you’re having night terrors? Why can’t you just tell me?” Her voice started to waver, I knew I was hurting her by not telling her.

  It pained her to see me like this, but since she didn’t even know what was wrong, she was unable to help me. I felt so bad. But I knew I couldn’t tell her, Sam had sworn me to secrecy, and I wouldn’t betray his trust. Or the pack. 

  I didn’t really know the boys too well, of course, I knew Embry and Quil, as they were Jacob's other best friends—I didn’t know if I was even considered his best friend anymore, it felt weird to call myself that. After… everything. So of course I knew them well enough. But after the whole shift, and then Bella's situation. We grew apart. 

  I blinked, snapping myself back to the present. I think I just made mom more concerned. 

“It was a dog. I saw some stray dog and I was gonna give it some food, but it attacked me.” I lied, I had to make it up on the spot. She didn’t look convinced, but I’m sure I looked rough enough for her to leave it be. She sighed, and gently grabbed the door handle, contrasting to how she had slammed it just a few minutes before. She glanced at me, before shaking her head and leaving. I sighed, relaxing my shoulders and flopping onto my bed. I thought back to the pack. So many of them were so young, too young to be fighting vampires. I thought back to Embry and Quil. Quil still hadn’t shifted, but Sam told me that they knew he would soon. I thought about how much Embry had changed. I didn’t even really talk to him anymore, but any time I saw him he just seemed different. I glanced at my phone. I probably still had his number somewhere. Maybe I should call? I still had plenty more questions about the pack. Why did they cut their hair off? Why did they go through a growth spurt that drastic? Why was Jacob so mean now? I held my phone in my hand and hovered over the call button. 

“Hello?” Embry’s distinct voice echoed through the silent room. I almost forgot what I was going to say, he was still so different, but he sounded the same as he did before shifting. Into a werewolf. The word felt wrong. Like it wasn’t the right way to describe them. 

“Uh hey, Embry. I’m sorry did I wake you up?” I tried not to stutter over my words. I had completely forgotten what time it was. I felt bad for waking him.

“Oh hey [Y/N], no it’s fine I wasn’t asleep yet.” Embry’s voice picked up in volume. The tired tone from his voice had vanished, leaving the excited boy I was familiar with. 

“I uh, just wanted to ask you a few questions.” It wasn’t like that’s the only reason I called, but it must have sounded like it. Because Embry sounded upset like he audibly deflated. 

“Oh, yeah. Of course, uh go ahead.” His enthusiasm from before was lost. 

“No! No! I wanted to talk to you too, I didn’t just call for that. It’s just that since I know about you guys now, I can really talk to you again.” I reassured him.

I could hear him perk up at that. “Oh! Of course! Well uh, what’d you wanna know?” 

We talked for a long time, and he told me a lot more about the Quiluete boys. How their hair translated to how long their fur was, which seemed stupid to me. That their bodies had to rapidly grow to accommodate their new wolf abilities. But when I got to my third question, Embry stopped. He didn’t answer when I called his name. But in a few seconds, he shook out of it.

“Oh uh, well, Jake’s been going through a lot more hormones than the rest of us, and he… He uhm…” He stuttered over his words, it was painfully obvious that there was something he wanted to tell me. But something was stopping him. I’m getting pretty sick of people being all cryptic and keeping shit from me. “He’s just, well… I don’t think I should be the one to tell you.” I was quickly reminded of my conversation with Sam in the hospital. 

“So who should I ask?” I was getting frustrated at this point, but I didn’t let it show through my tone. After all, it wasn’t Embry that I was upset with. 

“I think you know the answer to that [Y/N].” Embry finished. Before I could say anything in retaliation, he said a quick goodbye and hung up the phone. I glared at my phone as it flashed CALL ENDED across the screen. I resisted the urge to chuck my phone across the room in anger. Breaking your phone is counter-productive [Y/N]. I went back to my contacts, gazing at one familiar number. I shouldn’t call him so late.

Waiting overnight and thinking about what to say is probably the smart decision. But I didn't doubt that he would ignore my call anyways. At this point he probably had me blocked. I didn’t know if I should be mad at him for that or not. I was calling excessively, and that was bound to get annoying at some point. I thought about going back to his house, and waiting there for him to show up. But that didn’t go too well last time. But if I was calmer this time? My thoughts trailed off. I thought about every scenario possible. I thought about every possible way he could try and dodge my advances, and I thought of ways to make sure that he couldn’t run away from me. I don’t know when I managed to fall back asleep, but sooner than I thought I had drifted away. I was ready to face my problems. Tomorrow. 

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“Come on, get your lazy butt up.” My mother barged into my room, ripping the blanket off of me and shaking my shoulders. I winced from the cold air hitting my newly exposed skin and tried to pry it away from her. “Wake up, you have a visitor.” That woke me up. My thoughts raced, was it Jake? Embry? Bella…

 I heard a voice from the other room, “It’s okay Ms. (L/N), I could just come back later.” 

Bella. 

I sighed, slumping back down into my bed. I let my entire body go limp, hoping that I could somehow mold into the mattress and avoid all of my problems. But unfortunately, reality came like a harsh slap to the face.

“No, it’s fine hun! I’ll have them up in just a minute!” My mother called back, making a promise that I really didn’t want to keep. 

I groaned into the pillow. My mother grabbed my shoulders again and started to pull. After a couple of seconds of pulling and tugging, I gave up and sat up fully. 

“There you go. Now get dressed, we’ll be waiting in the living room.” My mother chirped and flitted to the doorway. “And fix your hair. You look like a mess.” She threw out one last comment on my appearance, shutting the door before I could respond. I sighed, did she expect me to wake up with perfect hair?

I shook off the last of my blankets and forced myself out of bed. I stumbled a bit, letting my legs get used to the feeling of walking again. I dragged myself around my room, grabbing whatever clothes I could find. To be honest, I was tempted to go out in my pajamas, was Bella really worth the trouble of getting dressed? I contemplated it for a minute, but I knew my mother would chew me out as soon as I stepped out of the door. I got dressed sloppily, not caring if I looked presentable or not. I ran my fingers through my hair, taming it as much as I could. I tied it back, hiding most of the mess. I didn’t bother with shoes. 

I carefully opened the door, trying to refrain from making too much noise. I slowly shut the door and made my way down the hall on light feet. I rounded the corner into the living room, my mother's back was turned, but I had a clear view of Bella. She didn’t look too much better than me, but it was clear she had at least tried to hide it. Her hair was tied back, but the chunks that framed her face had escaped. Her eyes were dark, with deep bags hanging underneath. Her clothes were too big for her, hanging off of her small frame. I felt big just standing next to her. I felt like if I walked by her too fast she’d crumble. Her emotional state didn’t seem much better either. A small frown permanently occupied her light pink lips. Her eyebrows perpetually furrowed. I almost felt sorry for her. 

It only took a moment for her to notice my presence, she looked up and gave a half-assed smile. I formed my lips into a tight line, I could be civil. But she was on my turf. It’s free range here. I smiled a little more at that thought. I made my way to the couch where my mother was sitting and plopped myself next to her. 

She pushed me away slightly, “You’re sitting too close.” She murmured.

 I made a show of scooting to the other end of the couch, exaggerating my movements as much as possible. She scoffed and looked back to Bella. Her expression brightened drastically as she looked at the girl across from us. Way to make it subtle Mom. 

“So what brings you here Bella?” My mother chirped, she took a sip from her mug without breaking eye contact. Bella squirmed under my mother's intense gaze, fidgeting with her fingers and the hem of her jacket. 

“Oh uh, I hope it’s not too much trouble but I’d really like to talk to [Y/N] alone.” She stuttered. She avoided eye contact with me entirely. I hoped that I was intimidating her. 

My mother deflated as if she was hoping that Bella was here for her. No doubt I would get a lecture later, ‘You should be more like Bella! She’s so much better than you in every way blah blah blah’ etcetera etcetera. I rolled my eyes and shifted around. 

My mother straightened again and smiled at Bella. “Oh of course honey! Why don’t you two go to [Y/N]’s room?” I snapped my head toward her, my room? It felt wrong to let Bella in there. As if she was trespassing into my domain like she was tainting my sacred grounds. I huffed, and my mother shot me a deadly glare. I winced and lowered my gaze. I held back a sigh as I pushed myself off the couch, gesturing for Bella to follow me. As soon as my back was turned, I grimaced. She shuffled behind me, watching her every step. Like she was afraid she’s break something if she stepped on the wrong floorboard. I rolled my eyes, knowing damn well I was the same way. 

I shoved my door open and waved my arm in front of me in a ‘ladies first’ motion. She gave an awkward smile and walked in. When she was far enough into the room I walked in after her, shutting the door behind me. Every inch of my body was screaming. Screeching for me to shove her out, to get her out of my room. My brain itched and scratched, I wanted nothing more than to scream at her to leave. I smiled, at her and gestured toward the unmade bed. 

“You can sit down.” I tried not to sound upset about it. Her sitting on my bed. 

She glanced at the bed and hesitated. But she didn’t sit down. She continued to stand in the middle of the room. She bit her lip and blinked too many times. 

“Oh, it won't take that long.” She started, “I just… wanted to talk to you about what-” she paused, “What happened.” I knew exactly what she was talking about. And I grimaced, taking a look at my arm. I chewed the inside of my mouth, debating my response. 

“Oh yeah… That.” Wow. Absolutely amazing. 10/10 conversational skills [Y/N]. 

It was silent. Neither of us dared to say anything. Bella opened her mouth for a moment, presumably to say something, but she closed it just as quickly. I shuffled my feet, taking notice of the fact that I wasn’t wearing any socks. Kind of weird to have my feet out right now. 

“It’s fine.” I blurted. “My arm I mean, it’s healing all right.” I clarified. 

“That’s good. It was uh, pretty bad…” She trailed off, grimacing as she remembered that night. I thought about it too.

I felt tingles run down my arm as my skin remembered the feeling. The feeling of being torn open, the warm blood coating my skin and clothes. Lying on the wet ground with my former friend in front of me. My stomach lurched, and I resisted the urge to double over and empty my guts on Bella’s shoes. I shook my head, shaking the thought away. 

“Yeah. But I’m getting better so.” I gave an awkward confirmation, was this all she came for? She could have just called or something. 

“Um, [Y/N]... I dont mean to pry but…” Oh god, here we go.

“How are things with you and Jacob.” She asked shyly, shuffling her feet and picking at her fingernails. 

I knew this question was coming. I guess it was only fair she wanted to know, but something in my gut told me that it wasn’t just innocent curiosity. I sighed, thinking about my answer for a moment. 

“We haven’t spoken since then.” Putting it bluntly seemed like the best idea. I didn’t know if there was a way to sugarcoat it, but I didn’t bother to try anyways. Bella tried and failed, to hide her excitement. I guessed that was the answer she was hoping for. She tried her best to hide the way her back straightened, and her eyes lit up. But as always, Bella was a shit liar. 

I gave an awkward smile. 

“It’s fine though, I think it’s best to just give him some time before I reach out again.” I ignored the shiver that ran down my spine. I tried to ignore the way that she deflated a little. Maybe she was hoping that I would never speak to him again. She smiled and took one last look at me. Before she politely excused herself. Hopefully to leave my house altogether. As soon as the door was closed, I breathed a sigh of relief. And let myself fall back onto my bed, being careful not to land on my arm this time. I stared at the ceiling. I find myself in this position a lot huh? Whatever. Going back to sleep sounded really good. 

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I was only aware of the events that took place in the next few days secondhand. And surprisingly, I made a new friend. 

As usual, the sky was covered in a thick layer of clouds, creating a blanket over the trees. And the air was moist with the promise of rain. I walked briskly, I was completely out of snacks and that would just not fly. What was I supposed to eat? Real food? Absolutely not. 

The posters covering the walls of my favorite convenience store brought a smile to my face. The door opened with a loud ding, alerting my presence to the man behind the counter. A sweet old man smiled at me through bushy eyebrows. His big handlebar mustache moved up with his smile. 

“Hey, Mr. Barker!” I chirped, making a beeline for the snack aisle. As expected, it was recently stocked, and colorful plastic littered the shelves, drawing me in. What I wasn’t expecting, was Leah Clearwater standing in the middle of the small space. Right in front of my favorite chips. I paused, not wanting to alert her. I didn’t feel like getting on her bad side and getting my head bitten off today. But, as if she could sense me, her head turned quickly. Her beautiful dark hair was cut short, as were her sleeves and shorts. Her russet skin bore the same tattoo Jacob had. I had heard of her shifting recently, and of her father's death. I tried not to let the wave of pity I felt show on my face. I avoided her cold gaze and pretended to check out the other snacks. I would have to wait until she’d moved. 

After a few seconds, a hand made its way into my view, holding my favorite kind of chips. I followed the arm upwards until I found the face of the owner. Leah held her hand out, without making eye contact.

“Here, you like these right?” Her voice was assertive like she wasn’t asking me. She was telling me. 

I’m sure I looked really confused because my silence made her turn to look at me. 

“Pack mind-reading. Jacob doesn’t keep much to himself.” She explained. I grimaced.

I was trying not to think about him. She must have noticed because her lips turned up just slightly.

“He still hasn’t told you huh?” She teased, but I could hear underlying sarcasm in her tone. She sounded upset about it. 

“Oh god,” I rolled my eyes, “Not you too.” I groaned. 

It took me a second to realize what I had said. And I slapped my hands over my mouth. I snatched the chips out of her hand and started to speed walk out of the aisle. But, to my surprise, Leah laughed. Not like the sarcastic one before, this one sounded genuine. It was a quiet, small laugh. 

“I know what you mean kid,” I’m pretty sure I’m older than her. “I felt that way before I joined the pack.” She opened her mouth to say more but stopped herself. She peeked her head around the aisle to look at the old man behind the counter, and the various other shoppers. Mr. Barker was blissfully unaware of us, too occupied with his game of solitaire. She turned back to me and grinned for a split second, it threw me off for a second. 

“Do you wanna talk about this at my house?” She gestured behind her with her thumb. Her face was unreadable again.

Oh. 

OH.

I felt my heartbeat speed up, just a little. A pretty girl just invited me to her house. What do I do?! I felt my brain moving at lightning speed, trying to come up with a response that didn’t make me sound like a total dork. I prayed that I wasn’t sweating. 

“Uh, sure!” I beamed. Nailed it. 

She gave a small—noticeably strained— smile, I was sure that she saw through me without any trouble. But to be fair, she’s very intimidating. I mean, she could tear me in half like wet paper—the same went for all of the pack to be honest— and she’d look pretty doing it. I cleared my throat and tucked the chips under my arm. Being careful not to crush them. We went to pay for our stuff quickly, I’m sure the old man could sense my internal panic because he sent me the most heartwarming smile. Stupid old man and his silly mustache. I smiled back of course, before hurrying to meet Leah at the door. 

She opened the door, stepping out into the cool air. The rain must have started when I went inside, it wasn’t pouring thankfully. I watched as Leah stepped out into the cold rain with no trouble as if it didn’t even phase her.

I suppressed a gasp as I watched, the water was evaporating as soon as it touched her skin, coming off as mist. 

Incredible. 

I guess I hadn’t paid much attention to how warm all the members of the pack were. Thinking back on it, I’m pretty sure Jacob did the same thing in the rain. The water had evaporated from his skin as soon as it had touched him. I hadn’t processed it then, with my mind being so preoccupied, I thought I was just seeing things. 

I pried my eyes away from Leah. It was rude to stare. But as soon as I did, she laughed quietly to herself, before leading the way to her house. I wasn’t as sneaky as I thought. 

The walk to her house was quiet, with nothing but the rain and the sound of cars filling the air. It was hard for me to tell if the silence was awkward or not. I couldn’t see her expression, as she was a few paces in front of me. Damn, she walked fast. She didn’t say anything for the duration of the walk, but thankfully it was short. We made our way up to the front door, she unlocked it quickly. It took a harsh shove for the door to open, it creaked loudly in protest. Leah groaned and held the door open for me. Waving her arm as a gesture for me to go in. 

I was getting a lot of deja-vu from when Bella came over. I’m pretty sure I did the same thing. And just like Bella, I sheepishly made my way into the home. Taking in as much as I could, I watched my every step. Leah walked past me, and I followed her instinctively. 

She led me to the living room, I repressed a sigh of relief. I didn’t know if I was ready to go into her room. That felt a little too personal. She gestured for me to take a spot on the couch next to her. I carefully sat down, feeling the couch creak a bit. She sighed, before turning to make eye contact with me. I resisted the urge to shy away from her intense gaze.

“So, Jake still hasn’t told you huh?” Leah started, “I guess it makes sense since he’s still got that obsession with the leech-lover.” Her tone was malicious, she didn’t try to hide her disdain for Jacob, and whoever the “leech-lover” was. 

“Leech-lover?” I questioned, why would someone like leeches?

She paused and looked back at me. A sense of realization crossed her features, and she grinned. 

“Bella, the vampire girl.” She explained. I nodded my head, humming in affirmation. I had almost forgotten about the fact that vampires existed too. And that Bella used to date one. 

Wait. Vampires. Does that? Mean what I think?

“Wait, the Cullens were vampires. Did they… eat people?” My voice wavered at the thought, were they responsible for the unexplainable deaths in the area? How many people of Forks had they eaten?

Leah noticed my concern and shook her head. 

“No, the Cullens were… vegetarians. They ate animals instead.” She said that like she didn’t believe it, as if it were blasphemy. 

“Oh. Okay, that’s a relief.” I sighed, “So there aren’t vampires running ramped through the streets anymore?” I giggled. Leah’s eyes darted away from mine. Oh god.

“Well, not the streets.” She sounded very reluctant to say that. I felt the color drain from my face, my eyes widened, and my breath hitched. There were still vampires? That wasn't the Cullens. They weren’t vegetarian. Leah saw my face and quickly retracted her statement. “No! No! It’s just one and we’ve got her under control.” 

“Under control? So what you’ve got her like locked in your basement or something?” I barked out a strained laugh, trying to deflect my anxiety with humor. 

“No,” she laughed, before fixing her face to look stoic again. “We’ve managed to chase her off the border, but we can’t figure out what she wants.” So she wasn’t just trying to kill everyone in sight? Good. Great. Cool. 

She inhaled and shook her head lightly, “But that’s not what I brought you here for.” She started. 

I perked up at this. Finally, I’d get some damn answers. I was confident that Leah wouldn’t be as cryptic as the others. Her blunt nature gave me a sense of security. I knew she would tell me the truth. 

“So, did Sam,” she paused at his name, but I didn’t question it. She cleared her throat and continued. “Did Sam ever tell you about imprinting?” She asked. 

“Imprinting? Like that thing ducks do to their moms?” What did that have to do with me? The last time I checked they weren’t ducks. 

“Sort of. But it’s kind of different in our case. So, well- I… ugh” She stuttered over her words for a moment, “How do I explain this?” She sat there for a moment, gathering her thoughts. Before she inhaled and started again.

“When we imprint, it’s like, the whole world stops. As soon as you set your eyes on your imprint, the world stops rotating for anyone else. They are the only thing that matters, you would do anything, be anything for them. It’s a kind of devotion like no other. And there’s no escaping it.”

She didn’t sound too happy about it, now and then her eyes would narrow. I really wanted to see what was going on in her head. 

I was starting to connect the dots in my head, so did this mean Jacob imprinted? On who.

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Bella. Of course. Obviously, it was Bella. 

I barked a laugh, “Of course.” Leah looked at me expectantly, waiting for me to continue. 

“Jacob imprinted on Bella!” I could faintly hear her groan, but I was too preoccupied with my thoughts to care. “He imprinted on Bella, but he’s mad she doesn’t like him back so he ended up taking it out on me! Ugh, it all makes sense now.” The way Bella clearly didn’t want me around Jacob, the way he’d always protect her, the fact that he wouldn’t stop pining over her even though she didn’t want him. Of course, it was so blatantly obvious to me now. 

Leah sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose disappointedly. I was taken aback, was that not what happened? I glanced out the window, it was getting late. I sighed and picked up my stuff. I got up to leave but Leah stopped me. 

“Hey wait, that’s not what happened.” She started, then who was it?

“Jacob didn’t imprint on Bella, he imprinted on-” She was cut off by a loud BANG. 

We both whipped our heads to the door, where a young Seth Clearwater stood panting. He barged in frantically and started to shake Leah.

“Leah! We gotta go one of the Cullens is back and Bella’s gonna go to Italy and get them back and Jakes freaking out and, Oh hi [Y/N],” He stopped for a second to acknowledge my presence, but I was still trying to figure out what the hell he was talking about. 

He opened his mouth to continue, but Leah held up a hand and got up from the couch.

“[Y/N], you go home. I’ll catch up with you later.” She ordered, I didn’t have time to say anything before she and Seth hurried out the back door. I jumped from the couch and watched as they ran into the forest, I could see clothes tearing, and fur sprouting. I marveled at the two new wolves, watching them in awe as they darted into the trees. 

I grabbed my stuff and hurried out the front door. The rain wasn’t quite pouring, but it would be a pain to walk in. I hurried down the street, trying to avoid the puddles. They splashed violently against my shins, dampening my pants. I cursed but continued. 

It took me a long longer than I liked to make it back to my house. I was regretting not just taking my car, but walking was good for me and I needed to save gas. Courtesy of my mother. I stomped to the front door, my wet shoes making small puddles on the porch. I fumbled with my keys, and hurriedly unlocked the door. The house was dark and noticeably empty. Mom’s car was gone, and all the lights were off. 

I flicked on a few lights as I made my way inside, but as I set my keys down my eyes caught something. 

A brown leather jacket was hanging on the coat rack, it was way too big to be my mom's. And I knew it wasn’t mine. My heart raced, my eyes widened, and my mouth fell agape. Someone was in my house. 

I scanned the area around me before my eyes landed on the hallway closet. 

Bat! We had a bat in there just in case, and mom called me paranoid. I opened the door as quietly as I could, grabbing the bat quickly. My cold hands wrapped around the hardwood tightly. My knuckles turned white with the death grip I had on the poor stick. I slowly made my way through the house, turning corners quickly, with the bat raised to swing. 

I felt a presence behind me, I was sure whoever it was could hear my heart pounding, and my breath hitching. I felt a large hand touch my shoulder gently.

I whipped around and swung the bat with all my strength. It made a sound CRACK as it met its target. 

“Hey! What was that for?” I recognized that voice. I knew that voice so well, it was the voice I was praying to hear for weeks.

“Jacob?!” My hands fumbled for the light switch, I squinted as I turned it on. But I was able to see the boy in front of me now. Lo and behold, Jacob stood in front of me, like a giant brick wall. But he didn’t look like Jacob. His eyes were darker, heavy bags hanging beneath them. His skin was de-saturated, giving him a sickly look. His hair was messy, and his clothes were raggedy. I stepped back a bit.

“Jake, what are you doing here? How did you get in my house?! Why were you just waiting with the lights off?!” This didn’t make any sense, he avoided me for weeks, and then shows up in my house all creepy? I don’t think I’ll ever be able to understand this boy. I untensed my shoulders, and sighed.

He looked away for a moment, he looked embarrassed. “You weren’t here, and I heard Leah say you were at her house so I thought I’d wait here for you. I didn’t think you’d let me in soaking wet.” Of course, Jacob knew where the spare key was. So he wouldn’t have had any trouble getting in without committing a crime. I sighed and looked him in the eyes.

The air was tense, we both just stood there for an uncomfortable amount of time. Neither of us knew what to say. 

“I heard what you and Leah were talking about.” Jacob blurted. It caught me off guard before I remembered about their whole wolf telepathy. I huffed. I had so many things I wanted to say, but putting them into words was impossible. I thought of everything at once, before just meshing them all into one.

“Why?” 

Maybe I shouldn’t have been so vague, but Jacob looked at me with a guilty expression. It was clear he understood, he knew exactly what I was asking without me even having to say it. I tried not to let it show, but I was trying not to cry. I thought of everything that happened the past few weeks, it felt like it had been years since I saw Jacob. Really saw him. 

Within a month I had lost my best friend, fucked up my arm, had my perception of reality shattered, and now my long lost best friend broke into my house. And I still don’t know who he imprinted on. 

I sighed and shook my head. “Why did you cut me off, Jacob? What did I do? Was it something I said? Or did I make you upset? Whatever I did I’m sorry-” I started to ramble, I couldn’t even look at him as I choked the words out of my mouth. I had told myself I was ready for this confrontation, but just thinking about it made my eyes swell with tears. I tried not to let my breath hitch. 

Jacob looked guilty again, grimacing and looking down. When he looked back at me, he sighed. He held my face gently and wiped the tears from my eyes.

“[Y/N] I’m sorry please dont cry.” It was clear he didn’t know how to comfort me, but he was trying his best. I pushed his hands away harshly and wiped my face with my sleeves.

“I’m not crying, you’re crying.” I hid my face in my hands, trying to calm myself down. I heard him huff and take a step back. When I was ready, I made eye contact again. I didn’t care if I looked like a trainwreck. My hair was frizzy and messy from the rain, my eyes were now puffy from the tears, and I could only assume the bags under my eyes were prominent. 

“Well? Are you going to answer?” I demanded, I don’t think it was wrong of me to want some damn answers. 

He grimaced, and looked away. His eyebrows furrowed, scrunching together in thought. I watched the way his eyes darted around for a second, I analyzed his every move to try and figure out what would come next. I was waiting for the bad news, for some terrible fate to come crashing down on me. I was waiting for him to look me in the eye and tell me he hated me.

His gaze hardened, and his eyebrows scrunched up. The way they moved seemed harsher this time, more hostile. 

“I had no other choice. I won't get you wrapped up in this.” His voice was firm, unwavering. His eyes were dark, completely unreadable. I felt them burn into my skin even as I looked away. 

“It’s a little late for that Jake.” I mumbled. His huffed, and I saw his jaw tense. His upper lip curled up slightly, in a menacing snarl. 

It was frightening. 

I told myself I wasn’t going to be afraid of him. He didn’t hurt me on purpose, I just happened to be standing too close. 

But as the boy in front of me shook again, I shook too. My heart pounded against my ribs, I pulled air into my lungs violently. My lungs burned from the force of my breaths. My eyes widened, and I took a tentative step back. I tried my best to hold a tough exterior. But it was obvious how easily Jacob saw through me.

He stopped, and blinked. His cold exterior fell for a second, showing the warm, sweet boy I knew before. 

But as soon as it was dropped, he caught himself. I blinked and it was back, sending a shiver down my spine. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, holding his breath for a few seconds. 

He let out a long exhale, and opened his eyes again. His calm and cool mask was back, no doubt hiding the anger I knew he was feeling. 

But he deserved to be upset, after all that transpired. I failed to see where I could have possibly been wrong. What I could have possibly done to piss him off this much. 

“I came to say goodbye.” He spoke, his voice didn’t waver for a second. His eyes didn’t move from mine, his unrelenting gaze intimidated me. 

“What? Wait why are you leaving?” I asked, I didn’t try to hide my emotions this time. I was baffled, he’s leaving again?

“I just… have to. I’m sorry but this is the way it has to be.” My fat fucking ass it is. 

“No it’s not, Jacob stop trying to run away from your problems!” I shouted, “What did I do to you? Why are you doing this to me?” I was frantic now, raising my voice at him. 

“Goodbye.” He gave a curt nod, and turned around, making his way to the front door. I tried to grab at his shoulder to stop him but it was no use. He pushed forward, completely unaffected by my feeble attempts to hold him back. 

He didn’t so much as glance at me as he opened the door, it gave a loud creek in response to being ripped open so suddenly. 

I watched as he walked down the front steps of my porch, into the pouring rain.

I was vividly reminded of the first time he did this to me. 

The first time Jacob had ripped my heart out of my chest, crushing it beneath his big stupid feet. 

I stood in silence. 

Not this time. I wouldn’t chase after him this time.