Standing on top of a roof of a house, that looked over the edge of the forest, was a young woman, with the over-casted sky as her background.
A normal safe human life, huh? Too bad, I haven't been human for two thousand years.
Her dark chocolate brown eyes seemed to be focused on something only she could see, though her gaze was on the forest.
I'm not a Vampire, Werewolf, Shifter, or even a Witch. I'm the nightmare of the beings of nightmares. The being that brings punishment to those who have broken the laws. The being whose blood is poison to Vampires, who can't be changed into a Vampire, or Werewolf. I'm a being that's feared by almost everything when they find out about my race.
A smirk took over her pale rose lips, as wavy long locks of dark brown hair fluttered around her face with the cold breeze, before she placed a worn, and old black cowboy hat on her head. Her most precious treasure from her time in the South.
I'm a Hunter. The police of the supernatural world. If a human is about to, or has found out about our world, my race deals with it. We're are killers. Cold blooded killers, who kill without guilt, or remorse. And I'm the best Hunter in the world. There isn't a ruling member of a race, or Hunter who doesn't know the name Isabella Swan.
She took a step off the roof, falling gracefully to the ground. Her long black leather duster jacket danced around her skinny black jean covered legs, as she landed on the damp grass without a sound.
Watch out world. Human Bella Swan is gone, and Hunter Bella Swan has returned. The Cullens didn't want me, so I will not mourn them. I should of known to never trust another vampire.
With those last thoughts, she turned, and headed to the front door of the house, closing the door as a sheet of rain fell to the ground.
She sat on a thick branch of a tree on the boarder of La Push, watching as the pack did their patrols. She knew soon Jacob Black would join the pack, since she started acting like her true self, she had become good friends with the boy. Of course she knew of his crush on her. She would have to be blind not too, but she didn't like him like that. He reminded of one of her younger brothers from when she was human, and she would never think of him in a lover way.
Bella was going to wait till Jacob had phased, and had time to get in control of his new wolf self, before she told the pack who she was, and that she knew of them.
She smelt the scent of fresh mint, and turned her head to the side just in time to see the man who gave her this life. Thomas was an old Hunter, though he looked to be only twenty-three. He was 6'5", with bronze skin, dark brown eyes, and short dark brown hair.
She still didn't know why he brought her in to this life, though he said when he first looked at her, he felt power unlike anything he had ever felt in a human, and couldn't bring himself to kill her.
He ran a hand with fingerless leather gloves on through his hair, as he looked down to the grey wolf running under the tree.
"Head-Captain Selene wants you to keep an eye on the pack, since you're not leaving Charlie, and you've ended your little holiday." He told her almost silently, though with her keen hearing she was able to hear him like he was talking a normal level.
Selene was the head of the Hunter's council, the leader of all the Hunters, and the first ever Hunter.
"I was going to any way." She told him, throwing a branch, she had broken of the tree a while ago, and watching amused as the grey wolf ran to the noise of it hitting the ground.
She had always said the wolf shape-shifters looked like big dogs, and thats why they were so loyal to the Hunters. Only Sarah, Thomas' wife, agreed with her.
"She would also like to remind you to stay away from the Volturi." He told her at the same tone as before, making her scoff silently.
"Like I haven't forgotten the way she put a gun to my head to 'get it through my thick stubborn head'." She said with a sneer, making Thomas shake his head.
"You need to let go of the past grudges, you'll turn bitter otherwise." He told her, making her roll her eyes.
"I'm already bitter." She informed him in a even tone, making him roll his eyes.
"You're not fully bitter yet, and I want to keep it that way." Thomas said. "Serenity misses you."
"She's always been overprotective." Bella chuckled. "I thought she would have her hands full keeping control of my squad."
"Squad Eleven has been very bloodthirsty, and only thinking about fighting since you became their captain. When I first met you, I thought you would be a sweet kind girl, when really your like a demon." Thomas mused with an amused smile, while Bella smirked darkly
There was Thirteen Squads, and hers was Squad Eleven. Her squad were heavy combat specialists, though their squad did other work, Squad Eleven was known as the Heavy Duty Squad, and was sent in to the wars the other races had between them.
There wasn't a Hunter alive who didn't feel a shiver of fear go down their spine when her squad was spoken about, but, she thought in amusement, there wasn't a Hunter alive that didn't shudder in fear when she was spoken about.
It was surprising how much she was feared. She was 5'5" with mid-back length wavy dark brown hair with hints of red, and brown eyes. She had pale skin covering a lean, and lithe frame. There wasn't much about her that should scream danger, yet in the two thousand years she had been a Hunter she had gained a lot of respect, and fear. Not that she minded, she was amused by it all, though she hid it behind her bored indifference's that dulled her emotions, she used as a mask.
"A devil in angels clothing." She muttered, making him let out a silent chuckle.
"Of course." He mused thoughtfully. "I should of known."
"Thomas?" She asked, her tone soft, as she looked up at the small patch of sky through the trees.
He looked at her, noticing the look of longing, sadness, and hints of guilt in her eyes, though most wouldn't see passed the carefully built layer of indifference. He knew what she was going to ask, and his heart clenched for it.
"How is he? How are they?" She asked, her tone still soft.
He didn't have to ask who 'they' were, or 'he' was. They were the only people outside her small group of friends that could melt her almost ice cold heart.
"They are fine, though Captain Sakura says they miss you." He told her, watching as her eyes unfocused, silently knowing her mind had gone to better times.
There was a reason why she wasn't allowed near the Volturi. It wasn't only because she tried to kill Aro Volturi, it was also because Hunters were not allowed to get involved with other races affairs, unless they were going to tell humans about them, or there was a war going on. Selene knew if Bella went there she wouldn't leave by herself, she would be taking four Vampires with her.
One was the reason he had been sent to either kill her, or make her a Hunter. Her father, Marcus Volturi, formally Marcus Swan. Two of them she had tried to protect, though she had been stopped. Her youngest siblings, the ones she didn't get to see born as a human, Jane and Alec Volturi. The last was someone she loved more then her own life, her old lover Demetri.
Those four Vampires were why she wasn't allowed to get involved with the Volturi coven.
Bella felt a soft smile curl the corners of her lips, as a memories took over her vision.
Bella's eyes snapped open to see her dark room as her cell phone beeped, giving an annoyed sigh, she sat up, and flipped open the phone. Her eyebrow arched slightly as she read the text.
It seemed Jacob Black had finally changed.
With a resigned sigh, she got out of bed, and changed into some clean clothes, before pulling open her window and gracefully leaping out of it. A smile fluttered over her face as she began to run through the forest towards La Push, taking in the scents of the forest after the rain.
When she could hear the pained howls from Jacob's house, she climbed up one of the trees, and sat on a thick branch, settling in for a long night.
She woken up from her light sleep when she felt a blanket put around her, and her calm chocolate eyes opened to meet forest green smiling ones.
Before her on the thick branch was a beautiful girl. She was 5'3", with wavy dark brown hair falling down her back with soft coloured wild flowers threaded through her long locks, her skin was a smooth mocha colour. She wore a flowing dark green dress with its skirt cut into a leave like pattern with leaves and flowers pinned to it, soft brown sandals, and a daisy chain around her neck.
"You should stay warm, Great Hunter." The woodland Nymph said in her windchime voice. "The Forest would be sad if you were to fall ill within her embrace."
"Thank you for your concern." Bella said, a small smile on her lips. "I hope I haven't worried the Forest to much."
The young Forest Nymph shook her head, a smile on her lips. "You haven't, but she is much calmer now she knows you'll be warm."
The soft sound of flute music carried on the breeze made both women look towards the west.
"You should go." Bella muttered. "I'm sure you're sisters, and Faun are worried about you."
The Nymph nodded, a slight frown of her lips, before she leaped off the branch, disappearing in a swirl of leaves. Bella glanced just once where the Nymph disappeared, before going back to watching the small red house.
She could hear the sound of voice coming from the house with her keen ears, and knew the pack had calmed Jacob down, and was explaining things. She smirked slightly when he almost phased when he was told he couldn't come near her anymore, for her safety.
Jacob was surprisingly loyal to her, and it warmed her heart slightly. With that thought in her mind, she leaned back against the tree, trying to get as comfy as possible.
She would give Jacob two weeks to get control of himself, and used to his new self. Then she would let them know who she really was.