Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. If I did I would be happier than a pig in mud. And I would luv to own Major Jasper Whitlock. The things I would do with him. Hehe. ^_^
AN: I would like to have a Beta for this story if possible. Someone to keep me on track and catch some of my errors. So anyone who is interested please let me know. This is an entirely new concept that I have been knocking around so please review and tell me what you guys think. If I should continue or not. Um so read and review. This my first Twilight fanfic so judge me tender.
-Yoshi- chan;)
Chapter One: Discovery
The forest brushed by her in bursts of color quickly turning into a monotonous green, everything blending into one. She was in unfamiliar territory; she didn't recognize the scents around her or the soft sheen of dampness that seemed to coat everything in this forest. She didn't turn back to look behind her for fear that she'd turn back, fight and eventually die. No, she had to stay on the path that she was on now. She could still hear the paws of her pursuers behind her it was not safe to stop.
She made it through a clearing her paws touching down on soft grass that surrounded a massive home with lots of windows. She skidded to halt; she had been sticking to the forest since she had started this trek for her life never once making contact with humans. But if she ran pass this glass house they'd surly see her and shoot her, but turning back meant she had to face her pursuers. And this was one thing she wasn't willing to do. Her indecisiveness turned out to be her down fall. Because as she pondered about how to avoid the house and not be killed her pursuer sank its teeth into her hind leg going through flesh and muscle making claim in the bone. A yowl of pain made it through her muzzle as the Lion clamped down harder on the bone; a sickening crack brought another pained yowl through her muzzle.
A growl rolled its way up her throat as she tried to twist out of the animals grasp, but with each move she made pain shot through her leg threatening blackness at the end of the pain. But she fought it not giving it the satisfaction she wouldn't be killed so easily. But everything went to hell as another attached itself to her hind leg as well. This time she felt the tendrils of blackness coming to claim her.
Then she heard a deafening guttural growl that racked her whole body. Suddenly the pressure on her legs was wrenched away from her. A sound of surprise leaving the Lion's mouth was the last thing she heard, then quietness rung over, the silence bringing calm that soothed her. Her eyes closed in time to see a gorgeous pair of worried amber eyes before the blackness that ebbed before took her.
She began to stir her eyes scrunching at the bright light. They watched as she began to wake. Carlisle had already put a cast on the leg that the Lion had snapped through.
They were surprised when they heard the ruckus outside of their home animals rarely came close to the home for fear that they might eat them, which by the way was true. Jasper and Emmett were sent out to investigate interrupting their 'ultimate' chess game. When they stepped outside the home they were astounded at what had taken root outside their home. What seemed to be a black was in distress, mauled was a better word, in their front yard by two African Lions. The Panther was trying to unhinge the grasp that the lion had taken on its hind leg. They all heard a sickening snap that ensued as the lions jaw tightened on its leg. The lion looked up at them then it's eyes locked on Jasper rooting him to the ground its pale feline eyes regarding him.
The cat looked startled by some sudden sound which bewildered him, then he realized that couched into a defensive position and a feral growl was ripping its way from his chest. He took a menacing step forward and pounced proceeding to extricate the lion from the Panther. Something about the panther that made him become very protective of the animal. He didn't know what came over him. It was like this animal was the last thing in the world, the one thing that was holding him to his cold existence.
The Lion let out a yip of surprise as it was thrown off of the Panther. It quickly turned and let out a menacing growl of its own but quickly quieted as it finally viewed what was in front of it. With one last look at the Panther, wistful, turned tail and left with its companion behind it. Jasper then relaxed his back straightening his features smoothing all traces of menacingly beautiful rage erased. He made his way toward the beautiful Black Panther. Its eyes started to droop as a shimmer started at its paws and worked its way up. In the wake of the shimmering left creamy white skin paws turned to fingers, fur turned to skin, the process began and worked its way across its entire body until the only thing left was a tiny girl with a pool of chestnut locks that threw off a red tint in the sunlight.
"Bellsie." Emmett whispered. Jasper turned to stare at Emmett a question at the tip of his lips. But Emmett swooped forward picked up the girl and cradled her in his arms carefully of her leg that was starting to sprout an ugly bruise, into the looming pristine white house.
Bella woke to the hairs on the back of her neck at end. She could feel eyes on her, her body tensed as she prepared for an attack.
Then someone spoke it sounded like the winds caress as you ran through a field of wild flowers, "Edward, she's awake. Maybe you can get a read on her now that she is not unconscious." She assumed that whoever this Edward nodded in assent or gave some kind of indication that he understood. It was quite for moment then she felt a scratch against her mental shield. In response a growl ripped up her throat as she felt the Change coming. Then she was peering at everything through blues and greens. She registered in the pain in her left hind leg in the back of her mind, the immediate danger more important.
The room in front of her was a great grey expanse those who were regarding her like she was something exotic, she growled her claws clicking on the metal hospital bed as she contemplated how she would get off the bed with her injured hind leg. "Edward, what's she thinking? What makes her so angry?" It was then that she placed the spring's breeze voice with the face. A beautifully pale blonde male that had bright gold eyes that looked concerned he held his hands up in surrender regarding as if she was a wild animal. Apparently this Edward was a lanky bronze haired boy who also had gold eyes that was filled with confusion.
She felt another scratch, a grating almost, against her shield which made her growl even louder a sound that came from the pit of her stomach, "It's like she's blocking me." She felt a scratched again. She let out a deep snarl. "Carlisle, I can't get a read on her at all. How about you Jasper, can you get a read on her?" the bronze haired boy grounded out.
A calming voice broke through her rage filled haze, it was like the sun breaking through the clouds, a caress down your back sending a shiver down your spine, it was like this voice brought her to her salvation. She turned rapidly trying to match the voice with a face a body, something that she could curl her body around. Then she saw him he was in a corner where there was the least amount of light. He was beautiful; he had golden curls that were tinted with a honey brown that went beautifully with his dark golden eyes that seemed to see right through to her soul. "Actually, at the moment she is very content." This Jasper rumbled out in a laugh, "I think that she didn't like the idea of Edward ruffling through her mind." Smirking at Edward, Edward growled at Jasper and stared menacingly at Bella.
"She shouldn't be able to feel me let alone shield me from her mind. What the hell is she?" he growled out. Bella growled back at Edward raising her hackles. She moved to pounce on him but she fell to the floor a yowl of pain escaping her muzzle. Her greenish cat eyes closing in pain, she tried to get back up but only fell down again, "Somebody stop her." A wind chime of a voice said, "She's going to keep trying and permanently hurt herself." The voice stated in alarm.
Jasper walked out of his corner and swooped down and picked up the sleek black cat in pain. She let out a yowl of pain but settled when she was nestled in his arms, "Shh, I won't the temperamental vampire get you. And don't let him get to you he's harmless." A growl sounded in the background, "See?" he laughed, "Do you think that you can change back for me, darlin'?" He placed her back onto the hospital bed he turned to the left slightly, "Alice, do you think you can get our guest some clothes?" He turned her attention back to his werecat he watched again in amazement as fur turned to skin and paws turned hands and feet. When she finally changed he was met with brownish hazel eyes, "Well, hello there darlin' how are ya?" he said smiling sweetly at her.
She stared back at the beautiful man in front of her. He smelled slightly like the ones that had taken over her home but his smell was more animal and all him but his eyes were different, not the blood red that she had come to hate. She looked around the room and found that everyone there shared the same feature. A petite woman with shimmering auburn hair with a small scared smile on her face stepped forward and handed her a white sheet. She took the sheet gratefully and wrapped it around her body. "Thank you." She whispered she looked up at her then looked back down uncomfortable with any eye contact. She wringed her fingers as the quietness descended.
The pale blonde one, Carlisle, stepped forward, "Hello, My name is Carlisle and this is my wife Esme." He gestured to the auburn haired woman next to him. She looked at them and looked back down when it was obvious that she wouldn't answer, "What is your name?" No answer. "Where are you from?" No answer.
When it was obvious that she wanted to run Jasper stepped forward, "Darlin' we don't want to hurt you we just want to help you." When it was apparent that she would not answer he started again, "Well how about this darlin', I'm Jasper Whitlock. At your service, ma'am." He smiled at her and she could tell of he was wearing a hat he would have tipped it toward her. "May I ask if it is alright, what is it that they call a beautiful girl like you?" He looked up at her his hair casting shadows on his face.
"Who is she to you Emmett?" Rosalie asked her met her eyes quickly turning from their pure gold to being muddled with black. She was a sight her usually perfect blonde hair had lost its usual luster as she flitted back and forth across the room. She and Emmett had been discussing this matter since he carried this naked girl in his arms and wouldn't let anyone touch her but him. It made a girl wonder and it didn't help that he gave her no answer to her growing questions. She was getting angrier by the second and thought about wringing the girls neck hoping that maybe… just maybe she would get an answer out of him.
"Isabella Marie McCarty-Swan." They heard from the next room. All that could be heard in the room was Emmett's intake of breath and Rosalie's hand crunching into the wall next to her. Her eyes had turned completely black. "Who is she Emmett? Why does she have you last name?" When she received no answer her anger doubled as she paced the room nearly disappearing. She stopped suddenly and she enunciated each word very clearly "Who. Is. She. Emmett Joseph McCarty?" She seethed in his face. He looked up then his eyes painful.
Just as he was about to answer Alice came through the door garments in her hand, "Ahh, Rosalie, can I borrow one of your shirts, please?"
Rosalie's eyes ignited with anew fire, "Why? For that whore?" Rosalie sneered at Alice and turned her attention back to Emmett who was standing his hands bunch into fists. He looked as though he wanted to hit Rosalie.
"Don't speak about her like that. She's not a whore. You don't even know her." He said deathly serious his eyes turned a dark gold.
"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY? I don't know her? But you do apparently, huh? I guess you get to know a person when they are under you." She said snidely pain evident in your voice.
At this Emmett snapped, "Are you so stupid to not see that I love only you? You know when you love someone you expect them to see when you are in pain, but I guess you didn't see that did you. You were so blind with your jealousy that you didn't see that I was in pain. If you must know she is my sister. Somebody that I thought I had lost. But why am I telling you this? I was fucking her instead of you anyway. So I think I'll spend the rest of my years with her instead of the woman I love." With that Emmett stormed out of the room leaving a very shocked Alice and a very tearful Rosalie.
"Isabella Marie McCarty-Swan." She replied to the southern gentleman in front of her. She found herself to be very comfortable around him more so than any time in her life. She hadn't felt this comfortable since before her brother, Emmett who had disappeared without a trace.
"That sure is a really long name Miss Swan." The one with the eyes that set her soul on fire, Jasper said with amusement in his voice she smiled softly at him.
She looked up into his eyes and just about got lost in them, "Just Bella." She breathed unsure of what else to say, "Everyone calls me Bella."
"Well 'Everyone Calls Me Bella it's finally nice to meet you in person." He chuckled. Then he turned serious again his eyes fixed on her injured leg, "Those lions really did a number on your leg, Bella. If you would let him my father for all intents and purposes, Carlisle, would like to fix it." Said person the pale blonde one stepped forward a slight smile on his face. "Would you let him, darlin'?" She nodded slowly looking only at him 'Give me a break.' Someone muttered. Jasper turned his head slightly and hissed in their direction they quieted but not happily.
There was silence for a couple seconds as Carlisle gathered his medical equipment when, "Why? For that whore?" Jasper's jaw clicked together audibly and a growl rumbled up Bella's chest. Carlisle is the first to speak, "Don't worry about her she's just a bit… She's Rosalie." He said as if that was an explanation. He then began to access that damage that she furthered in her leg. "Well it seems to be a clean break, but with all that moving around and shifting to your… ah other form you've caused some fractures. And of course some flesh damage from the beast's teeth. I would give you three months. With you healing I would like it if maybe you stayed here with us? Only if you would like to your free to leave."
Before Bella could answer, 'If you must know she's my sister!' could be heard.
TBC
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-Yoshiko Nara ;)
