AN: PLACED DURING NEW MOON SOMETIME AFTER BELLA LEARNED ABOUT SHAPESHIFTERS! So the Twilight Wikia described werewolves as feral and all but werewolves are only mentioned briefly in the actual books. Also the wikia described them as human-like creatures who stood on their hind legs, except the shapeshifters were mistaken for werewolves by Caius meaning that werewolves look very similar to the shapeshifters, who by the way, walk on all fours. So the werewolves here are based off of the little info the book gives and also by my research. Anyway, this is my first Twilight fanfiction so... yeah.
This be the Disclaimer: Like I said, Disclaimer. That means I don't own Twilight.
WARNING: Self Edited. (Although, I am pretty good at catching mistakes so.. tell me if something is amiss.)
She was walking on the beach. Night had fallen and the moon rose in the sky, it's dull light shining on the water. The air was chilled and she breathed into her hands to warm them. She looked up at the bright moon, a full circle. She wore a small frown, her thoughts wandering from full moon to werewolf to Jacob.
He was gone, chasing Victoria. She shivered involuntarily, and it wasn't because of the cold. The image of the red-headed vampire filled her thoughts. She rubbed her wrist where the unnaturally cold crescent shaped scar was.
She padded barefoot and silently as the waves crashed against the shore, hungrily lapping at her feet. The water caught the moonlight, shimmering and sparkling. She tried to ignore the pain that tugged at her heart as she thought of a particular memory of Edward sparkling in the sun.
It didn't work. She was alone right now and there was nothing to distract her from curling into a ball in wallowing in the puddle, or ocean, of heartbreak and pain. So she did just that. She felt the salty tears spill down her tears like a river after a dam breaks.
Her body, which was in fact curled in a tight little ball, trembled as sobs racked through her body and everything she had been holding in and bottling up was released through the waterfall of tears that belonged to her.
She wasn't sure how long she lay there, cold and lonely, as the moon sluggishly drifted across the sky. And then she heard it. The enormous thumping of paws running across the sand. She bolted up, expecting to see one of the pack. Instead she was faced with an unfamiliar and much larger wolf, it's teeth inches from her face. The thing snarled and barred it's teeth.
She didn't bother to think before she had taken off running. She knew it was a futile attempt when she felt the hot breath of the large wolf. It's teeth snapped inches from her neck and it tackled her to the ground. The thing growled,it's teeth large and yellow. In the moonlight she could make out the deep grey color of it's pelt. It's hot breath hit her face as it stood above her, it's eyes glinting with something dangerous and unknown. She wiggled out from underneath it, attempting to crawl away.
She felt the sharp teeth of the immensely large wolf sink into the soft human flesh of her forearm and she cried out in pain. The animal dragged her backwards, towards the woods. Suddenly the teeth were gone and a snarling noise was heard.
She turned and watched, wide eyed, as a larger wolf still burst through the woods, a snarl erupting out of it's mouth. It's fur was a deep brown color and it's eyes were a yellowish color, exactly the same color as the wolf who was now whimpering, crawling forwards on its belly.
She looked on as the new wolf snarled in disgust at the whimpering one. She decided that the new wolf was probably a male and an Alpha wolf or something. The suspected Alpha wolf walked towards her slowly, it's steps soft and it's yellowish eyes trained on her brown ones.
She couldn't help herself as she trembled when the wolf cautiously sniffed her. As soon as it's eyes caught sight of the bite on her forearm it turned. A enraged snarl ripped it's way out of the wolf's mouth. It stalked to the still whimpering wolf and growled. The smaller wolf cried out in pain as the larger one snapped at it, nicking it's leg. The male wolf approached her quietly and crouched in front of her.
He looked at her closely, his yellow eyes searching her own. She glanced around, trying to understand what this wolf wanted. The dark grey wolf crawled towards her on it's belly, whining. It nudged her foot and she trembled, still cautious of these large wolves who were so different from the ones that she knew.
"What?" She whispered to the wolves.
The dark grey wolf nudged her towards the larger wolf, all the while whimpering and whining. No. Did they? She looked at it, her eyes wide in fear. The wolf just scooted closer, it's deep brown fur brushing her side. She placed her hands shakily on its flank and tried to hoist herself up. She cried out in pain when her arm hit the wolf's back. The dark grey wolf whimpered again and nudged her foot upwards, trying to help out.
She finally managed to sit herself on the large wolf and her stomach dropped as it stood up. She must have been over seven feet up in the air. Fisting the deep brown fur in her hands she pressed herself against the body of the wolf as it raced towards the trees.
The world was a blur and the continuous pounding of paws hitting the soft forest floor lulled her into a calming demeanor. The world around her was a blur as the wolves sped through the forest, weaving around the trees and ducking under branches. She felt her heart racing as the wolves pressed on.
She wasn't sure how long they had run before they reached a clearing. There, nestled into the side of a mountain was a large cave. Large enough to fit these enormous wolves. Fear gripped her chest as they moved closer to the entrance, closer to the never ending darkness.
She heard the scuffling of paws and with the faint moonlight that was coming from the entrance she saw a smaller, compared to the other two, midnight black wolf. The smaller black wolf had yellow eyes, just like the rest of them. The wolf she was on lay down near the entrance and let her slip off of it's back. She felt a dull throbbing in her arm and bit her lip, preparing herself for the nasty sight she was sure to be faced with.
She looked at it through squinted eyes and then fully opened them. She blinked once and rubbed her eyes. When she looked at it again she gasped. The once viscous looking bite was now faded and pink. Instead of looking less that hours old the bite looked as if it had been weeks since she was bit.
Her heart raced as she remembered how Jacob said that wolves healed a lot faster than a human. She gasped. Didn't werewolves reproduce by biting? No. Jacob had said that Hollywood's version got a lot wrong. And yet, here she was with a bite that was hours old and had already healed up as if it had been weeks.
She was hyperventilating now, her head began getting fuzzy. Her heart raced and she tried to fan herself as she felt herself getting woozy. A descending blackness shrouded her vision and the last thing she saw was the large concerned yellowish eyes of a wolf.
Her eyes sprung open and she scrambled up, remembering where she was. There were three people sitting around the cave, eating. She trembled, wondering if she had been dreaming before dismissing the thought because she was in the exact same cave as before.
The only female looked at her and gave a bright smile, like the night before never happened. The girl had long brown hair that was put in a simple braid down her back. She had bright green eyes that gleamed with a seemingly ever present hint of mischief and a smile that lit up like the sun.
"I'm Kat, Kat Greene. I'm fifteen and three quarters. " The girl announced loudly.
Kat Greene, as she said her name was, stood up and walked over to her. She was holding some food of sorts and she handed it to her. She looked at her expectantly, patiently waiting for her to respond.
"Bella...Swan." She mumbled meeting the girl's green eyes.
Kat beamed like she had one enough money to buy France and skipped happily over to the largest of the two males.
"This is Eric, he's Twenty-two and a half. " She motioned to the tall male.
The man had sandy colored hair that covered his forehead and a pair of startling blue eyes. He nodded towards Bella and continued doing whatever he had been before.
Kat pointed to the smaller of the two males. "That's Kyle. His birthday was last week so he's eighteen and a week. And he's super sulky."
Kat giggled as Kyle glared at her.
"Shut Up." He growled.
"Don't be mean to Kat. She's your sister." Eric said, his voice held a certain air of authority.
Then Bella remembered. She looked at her arm where the bite should have been. Instead, there was a scar that roughly resembled a wolf bite. She traced her fingers over it and shivered. Placing both arms side by side she grinned with a sudden sick humored thought.
The vampire bite stood out, cold as ever on her wrist and on the other arm, higher up, was the werewolf bite. Bella's laugh bounced off the walls of the cave and the three squabbling siblings looked at her.
"What's so funny?" Kyle asked, his voice held a hint of annoyance.
Kat walked over and looked at Bella's arms which were still side by side. She gasped and covered her hand with her mouth. With her other hand she gently brushed over the vampire bite and shivered.
"Is that?" She asked, her eyes searching Bella's with a burning curiosity.
Bella gave a small nod and lowered her arms to the side.
"So you know about?" Kat trailed off.
"More than you would think." Bella answered.
"I guess I could see why you would be laughing. The irony of it and all."
"The irony of what?" Kyle asked impatiently.
"The irony of having a werewolf bite on one arm-" She glared at Kyle who looked down guiltily. "And a vampire bite on the other." She finished.
Eric looked at her with a look of confusion and curiosity.
"Nope. Impossible. You'd be a vampire if you were bit." Kyle said, waving it off.
"Unless, of course, a vampire sucked out the venom."
"A vampire would've sucked you dry." Kyle countered.
"Unless this particular vampire and his family only drank the blood of animals." Bella said, her voice challenging.
"Which wouldn't happen." Kyle said, glaring at her.
"Well you wouldn't know because it did, and it still does." She said, fiercely.
Images of Edward flooded her mind and she wrapped an arm around her chest and gasped for breath. She trembled and a few tears leaked out of her eyes. She struggled to swallow as the hole in her heart ripped open painfully. She winced.
"Hey. Bella? You okay?" The distant voice barely registered as she fought for breath.
Finally she managed to block out the flow of images and fell to the floor, sighing in relief.
"I'm fine." She managed to choke out, brushing her tears away.
Kat looked at the way Bella's arm was still wrapped around her chest and frowned.
"Eric, Kyle. You should go. I need to talk to Bella."
Eric and Kat shared a glance and before Kyle could protest Eric had shoved him out the entrance.
"Bella. Were you? Well did you?" Kat stammered, looking at Bella.
"He...His name. Edward." She whispered.
The edges of the hole in heart tugged wider and she winced.
"He was a vampire and well...He said he loved me. We were. We were in love and then. He-He left me. Him and his family and it hurt. It still does." Bella's voice cracked and tears escaped her eyes which were screwed shut.
Kat wrapped her arms around Bella comfortingly.
"Lets move on." She suggested.
Bella nodded and wiped the tears away.
Kat bit her cheek and took a breath. "So I turn into a wolf. And so does Kyle and Eric." She said, her eyes focused on Bella's face to gauge her reaction.
"I know. I was just wondering why you guys are so big." Bella said, her face impassive.
"You- well. I mean- but." Kat faltered.
Bella just shrugged. "My best friend is a werewolf. Except, even as one of the tallest wolves out of his pack he still doesn't compare to your brothers' heights." She said seriously.
Kat coughed and her eyes widened. "That's not possible." She said, her voice trembled.
"How many are in his p-pack?" Kat whispered.
"Well...Right now there's Sam, he's the Alpha right now. And then there's Jacob, Paul, Embry and Jerad. But apparently Quill is pretty close to turning so..." Bella trailed off.
"Turning? What do you mean? And pack? I mean. Werewolves usually travel in twos or threes." Kat was stuttering again and her expression was confused.
"Yeah. Jacob says it just builds and builds and then one day they just...BAM! Wolf." Bella shrugged.
Kat looked at her. "Bella. Your friend's aren't werewolves. Werewolves only turn on the full moon and we have to be well..." She looked towards Bella's new werewolf bite. "If a human is bitten by a werewolf that human becomes...well"
Bella's eyes widened. "A- A werewolf. That human becomes a Werewolf."
Finished...for now.
AN: So...Yeah. Done. Hope you liked. And yeah.