AN: Because even Jacob Black needs some loving, and not many people want to give it.
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Prologue
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I don't really know how to describe any of this.
I mean one second I was alive. My entire body was moving, shaking—from pain or excitement or anger, I'm not sure. Either way, though, it was shaking and I was very much alive. My heart was still beating and my skin was still warm; I could still see, smell, hear, taste, feel. I was… alive.
The next second… I was dead. Cold. Lifeless, unmoving, not breathing, no heartbeat. Couldn't feel, couldn't see, couldn't taste, smell or hear anything. Just lying there. I looked peaceful or something. That's what I was told after, anyway. Peaceful and like I was asleep; I looked even younger than usual.
One second I was a shape-shifter. I was strong, but still human; I smelled wonderful and could change my form at will. Nothing could kill me, nothing could beat me—nothing and nobody. I was indestructible, after all; everybody knew it. I made sure of that.
The next second… I was rising as a vampire. Cold and—disgusting. Hard as rock, faster than any kind of sports car or race car; I had the strength of more than one hundred human body builders and a better face than every male model combined. I smelled horrible and craved nothing more than human blood.
One second I was Jacob Black, and the next… I had no idea.
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AN: I was doing research on a creature for a different story (an original fiction), when I came across this little tidbit of information:
"Vampires are only really "born" from the body of a dead lycanthrope. If the body of the lycanthrope is not burned soon after death, it will rise again as a vampire."
I did my research on lycanthropes as well and found that they were… just about exactly what SMeyer described her wolves as, so this little idea came about. I know it's not the most original plot in the world, but eh. I wanted to try and incorporate some of my research into something. ; )
Anyway, thanks for stopping by! : ) School starts tomorrow for me—Boo. : (
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