Mkay so this is my first Twilight fic. I read all three of the books this week and loved them so much I read them again then decided to write a story about them! So anyway, here's the first chapter of Second Chances! Hope you like it!
Disclaimer: Don't own Twilight, wish I did, end of story.
I was lying in the middle of my usual clearing when I heard a faint rustling in the bushes and then I heard whatever it was enter the clearing from my right hand side. I didn't have to open my eyes to know that it was big and probably canine judging by the frantic panting. I didn't think there were wolves this close into town so I clenched my eyes and steeled myself for impact as I heard the beast move toward me. When no attack came I slowly opened my eyes and looked around the clearing, trying not to make any sudden movements. I saw the great wolf pacing around the clearing with a slight limp and when I was sure it wasn't looking at me I quickly sat up; the large auburn wolf was easily three or four times the size of a normal wolf.
It turned back toward me and cocked its head at me; its deep black eyes seemed much too intelligent for a wolf and this instinctively worried me. My fear instantly dissolved when it whimpered pitifully and stared at me with pained eyes. My first assumption was that it was injured because it was limping, but I didn't know what I could do about that. But all of my predator knowledge told me that if an animal is injured it can't hunt and therefore will be hungry and since the wolf didn't seem to be interested in eating me I figured it wouldn't hurt to give it part of my picnic.
I reached into the small ice chest I'd brought and pulled out one of the over stuffed turkey sandwiches; at this point I was glad I always seemed to make too much food and always had leftovers. Without thinking I pulled out a plate, placed the sandwich on it and set it down on the ground and backed a couple of yards away. The wolf cautiously limped forward and ate the sandwich. When it looked back at me its eyes seemed to convey gratitude although not satisfaction.
The thought occurred to me that an animal this large needed more to eat than a turkey sandwich so I pulled out the other turkey sandwich, the potato salad, the pigs in a blanket and various fruits out of the ice chest. I put them on plates and laid them out and backed away again.
"I know your probably won't like the fruits and salad but it's all I've got and you look hungry," I said and then I felt a tad silly for talking to a potentially dangerous animal. "Wow I need to get some friends."
I couldn't bridle my curiosity any longer; while the massive wolf was eating I cautiously stepped toward it. Its back was facing me so I made it up to its side and slowly reached out and touched the beautiful auburn fur; it was soft. The wolf immediately whipped around and latched onto my hand. I stifled a scream and clenched my eyes shut as the pain started to race through my body.
"That's okay. It's not that bad. I shouldn't have done that," I said shakily as I opened one eye and looked at the wolf who was eyeing me warily. Much to my surprise it let go. Its head perked up and the hackles along its back began to bristle as it stared off into the dark forest. It growled viciously as a small army of men with rifles came into the clearing.
"Little lady, I think you should step away from that monster before it kills you," one of the men said as he pointed to gun at the wolf.
"No," I said as I stood in front of the wolf and spread my arms wide in an attempt to become a human shield, "He isn't dangerous, he's just scared and hungry. I bet it's your fault too. Just leave him alone; he hasn't done any harm."
"Then what's that bite on your hand?" another man asked.
"It was an accident, I snuck up on him," I argued as I shook my head vigorously.
"I'm going to have to insist that you move, missy. This animal is dangerous and should be disposed of," the first man said.
"He's got just as much right to live than any of us do; leave him be."
"If you don't move then I'm going to shoot and it won't be my fault if you get shot; please move miss," the first man pleaded. I shook my head and widened my stance. "I'm sorry, miss."
He raised his rifle and aimed at the wolf's front leg and fired. The bullet grazed my shoulder but didn't hit the wolf; somehow the wolf was now in front of me, snarling and snapping at the now frantic hunters. They struggled to compose themselves enough to get off a shot.
"Go! Run!" I yelled at the wolf as I clutched my shoulder. I cocked its head at me and crouched down. Somehow I was able to read the message in his eyes. "You want me to do what?" He simply remained in his position in obstinacy. "Oh fine." And with that I climbed clumsily onto the wolf's back and he was off like a light, leaving the hunters to shoot at the treed behind where we'd stood.
The wolf was impossibly fast and surprisingly agile for his size suddenly he stopped and we were atop a small stone hill with a cave that was obscured by a rock face. The wolf knelt and allowed me to jump off before it disappeared into the cave. I followed cautiously; I still didn't know just how tolerant this wolf was.
The cave was barren except for a few rocks and boulders; I saw the wolf resting peacefully in the back corner of the cave and I decided that it was probably better not to attempt to get too close so I sat down in the center of the cave and looked out at the scenery.
It was starting to get dark; I pulled out my cell phone and checked the time. 7:30. Much too late to be out in the wilderness with an oversized wolf. But then again, no one was going to come looking for me. Hardly anyone saw me outside of school so people wouldn't notice my absence until Monday, maybe even Tuesday or Wednesday. Oh well, this wolf seemed to have no intention of eating me.
A breeze blew through the cave and I shivered. It was weird how a cold breeze bothered me but a huge predator with razor sharp teeth didn't. I heard a quiet padding toward me then felt warmth radiate from behind me; I was almost afraid to look back. Almost. When I turned my head I saw the wolf lounging casually behind me; a deep rumble reverberated through his throat and I wondered if I had done something wrong. I quickly turned back around and was simply grateful for the warmth that came off his body.
After a few moments he rested his head on his paws and closed his eyes, presumably asleep. Another few minutes passed and I couldn't restrain myself any longer, I reached out and was about to stroke the mighty wolf's head when another rumble echoed through his throat; his eyes flickered open and briefly I held his gaze and then my outstretched hand met something warm and I forced myself to look. The wolf had raised its head into my hand. I started aimlessly stroking the soft fur on its neck and it closed its eyes again in content.
This was the oddest wolf I had ever come across, but then again I didn't come across many wolves at all so that wasn't saying much. He was oddly human for a wolf, if that makes sense. Another half hour passed and the sun had almost set; I could hardly see anything. I was looking out the cave entrance trying to let my eyes adjust to the darkness when I suddenly picked out a pair of red eyes watching me. Either the creature had extremely large eyes or it was very close; I was hoping for the large eyes option but luck wasn't on my side today.
The eyes grew closer and finally I was able to see the silhouette of the creature. It was a man. That couldn't be possible. Men didn't have red, glowing eyes, nor did their skin sparkle in the sunlight. I was paralyzed by fear; what was this thing? The wolf suddenly stood and growled at the creature, baring his teeth and bristling all over. If he was worried about this man then I certainly should be.
The man reached the edge of the cave and his skin ceased to sparkle; he smiled maliciously showing his sharp dagger-like teeth. The wolf stepped over me so that his right front leg was in front of me and his others behind me.
It happened before I saw a thing; the man had backhanded the wolf and sent it flying into the cave wall where it crumpled to the floor. It was then that I realized what I was witnessing, what this man was. He wasn't a man; he was a vampire. From the little I knew about vampires I was already sure that I would rather be somewhere else. My concern for the wolf overruled my judgment and I ran toward the unconscious wolf. Before I could go a yard, he was in front of me, red eyes gleaming with blood lust. I stepped back in fear and covered my throat.
I tripped over a rock and landed on my back. Now the vampire was looming over me menacingly with arms outstretched. Though I was paralyzed with fear, I couldn't help but notice how gorgeous he was, how perfect his features were. Then a snarl erupted from the other side of the cave and the wolf jumped on the vampire, ripping it apart; the vampire's pained shrieks filled the cave as he was dismembered.
When I finally stood to look at the damage, the wolf was standing over the several pieces of vampire; he seemed to be considering something then he turned to me and ran behind one of the large boulders. This behavior confused me, why would he be frightened of me now? There was some shuffling and a boy ran out from behind the boulder wearing only cut off jeans; he was carrying a lighter.
"Can you run out and grab some dead leaves or pine needles or something?" he asked frantically as he kicked the pieces of vampire away from each other.
"Um, sure," I replied oddly as I ran out of the cave and grabbed the first pile of dead foliage I could find; it was a good thing there was a lot of pines around Darrington. I ran back into the cave with an armful of pine needles and leaves.
"Here, put them on the body," the young man ordered. I did as I was told and he quickly knelt down and lit the pile of tinder and flesh on fire. "Now come on, we have to get out of here before the smoke fills the cave," he said as he grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the cave.
We walked for awhile in silence, he had let go of my arm and I was just wordlessly following him. I had taken the lack of conversation as a chance to observe him. He was tall, very tall, well over six feet tall, his black hair was disheveled and shaggy so that it partially covered his almost black eyes, he had deep russet skin over a toned well framed body. I was keenly aware of the fact that we were walking deeper into the forest rather than out of it. Finally he stopped suddenly and turned toward me.
"Aren't you going to demand to know what happened back there?" he asked as he gestured back in the direction of the cave.
"No, I figured if you were going to tell me, you would," I answered meekly.
"Oh, well then… Um, that was a vampire," he explained awkwardly, as if he expected me to think he was half crazy.
"I gleaned that much," I said as I gave him a how-stupid-do-you-think-I-am look, "And the fact that you morph into a wolf, which I guess would make you a werewolf."
"Yeah, that's pretty much it," he said with a deep breath and a nod, "So…"
"And I'm not supposed to know, I got that much from your indecision," I added, "So what do you do with people who find out your secret?"
"Um… Well you see, I don't really know. No one's ever just found out. I guess I have to take you back to the pack," he replied with a shrug.
"Okay."
"Don't you need to call someone and tell them you aren't coming back?"
"Nope."
"What about your parents?"
"Aren't around anymore; I'm on my own."
"Oh."
"So where is the pack?" I asked as I stepped over a fern and proceeded to follow him again.
"La Push," he answered. Then there was silence for a few moments. "What's your name?"
"Samantha Russell, yours?" I asked as I continued to trudge along behind him.
"Jacob Black," he answered without looking up, "You can call me Jake if you want."
"Then you can call me Sam, most people do," I replied as I climbed over a log that Jacob had just stepped over.
"Well, no matter the circumstances, it's nice to meet you Sam."
"You too, Jake."
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