Summary: Isabella is a seventeen year old girl in the tiny village of Forks. Bella is the best archer in the village, but no-one knows because "girls can't be archers." When her village goes to war her older brother Emmett, her cousin Jasper, and every other fit man goes off to fight. Bella desperately wants to fight with them but is unable. Emmet and Jasper have a plan though. Together they'll transform Bella into a seventeen year old boy named Isaac. What will happen?
Disclaimer:
Me: Okay welcome to my new story called "An imposter in the ranks". I don't own twilight or any of its characters, Step – "
Emmett: I DO!!! MUHAHAHA!!
Me: Emmett you don't own twilight, Step – "
Emmett: NO! (covers my mouth) Don't say that name. If you do you'll summon her and she'll know I don't own Twilight. She'll hurt me.
Me: (mumbles an insult in Emmett's hand)
Emmett: What? (Lifts hand off my mouth)
Me: I said "Pea-brain, steroid swallowing, ape."
Emmett: That's not nice.
Me: I'm sorry Emmett.
Emmett: It's okay.
A few minutes later
Me: So what was the name I couldn't say again?
Emmett: Stephanie Meyer
Stephanie Meyer: (Arrives with a puff of smoke that goes "poof")
Emmett: GOD DAMN IT!!
Stephanie Meyer: Did you steal Twilight off me?
Emmett: Ahhh.....ummm.........(Runs away with his hands up, screaming PANDA HANDS!!)
Me: (Puts hands up)
Stephanie Meyer: What the hell are you doing?
Me: If someone says "Panda hands" you have to put your hands up, otherwise the panda will get you.
Stephanie Meyer: That's the stupidest thing I've eve –
Giant Panda: (makes panda noise)
Stephanie Meyer: (disappears with a puff of smoke and a "poof")
Jasper: (takes off Panda head) Looks like I saved Emmett's butt once again.
Me: Umm......Jasper, why do you have a Panda suit?
Jasper: (looks at me sheepishly) Ahhhh...... no reason.
Alice (from upstairs): Oh Jasper!!!
Jasper: Gotta go! (runs off)
Me: (Shudders) I'm kinda glad I don't own twilight now.
Chapter 1: Archers and arrow makers
Bella
My fingers were raw red and soar. I threw the newly made arrow onto the pile and cursed silently. I couldn't count how many arrows I had made today, but I knew it was a lot. Sighing I leant back on my hands, watching the other women of the village make arrows.
"Are you okay sweetheart?" Esme asked, worry lining her heart-shaped face.
"I'm okay. I just don't understand why we have to make so many arrows."
"They're going to need all these."
Silence fell between us before finally Esme spoke. "You can go Bella. You've done enough, plus you probably would like to watch the men train." She said sweetly, taking her eyes off her work and looking up at me.
"Thank you Esme."
I didn't need to be told twice. I jumped up, grabbed the bottom of my dress and ran out of the hut, not looking back at the women. I ran across the muddy fields, the mud staining my dress and soaking my boots but I didn't care.
Before I knew it I was standing on top of the hill watching the men of the village train for the war that everyone knew was coming. I could see my older brother Emmett laughing at his tiny opponent as he swung his sword near his neck, stopping just before he struck the man dead. "Better luck next time." He boomed.
Emmett's short, curly, black hair was slicked back with sweat, and sweat marked a large dark V on the front of his tunic. His cheeks were red but his eyes were as bright as a new born babe's.
He lifted his head and saw me watching and his smile grew. He returned his sword to its scabbard and winked at me. Before I knew it I found myself running down the hill and into Emmett's large embrace.
"How has your day been little sister?" He asked as he let go of me.
"Horrible. I spent all morning making arrows with old ladies." I huffed.
"Well an archer needs to know how to make her own arrows." I smiled up at him. "Are you ready for today?" He whispered into my ear so no-one would over hear.
I nodded. "Everything I need is in my pack near the forest. What if they don't let me join though?"
"Don't worry. I have a plan." He said winking.
I looked up at him, completely confused until Jasper walked over, his bow slung over his shoulder.
"The archers are about to go."
I cursed before running over to the forest and grabbing my pack. I tied back my hair, before grabbing my bow and arrows and running back towards the targets where the men were already gathered in front of Jacob, the best archer in the village.
Jacob was an attractive man with long, black hair and a tanned, well muscled body. He was only a few years older than me but he was the best.
"Anyone can wield a sword, but it takes skill, precision and concentration to be a good archer!" He yelled. "It's my job to see which of you have that." He took an arrow and threaded it through his bow before pulling back and shooting. It was a perfect shot. The arrow hit the dead centre of the bullseye. He turned back towards the men. "Now let's see who can do that."
The men took turns trying to hit the bullseye, some getting it, others missing and a few nearly hitting Jacob himself. I laughed at them.
"CAN'T ANYONE HIT THE BLOODY CENTRE?!!!"He yelled.
I took that as my queue to step out from behind my hiding place and fire. I let my fingers run across the arrow's shaft and brush the feather fletching before pulling back and shooting. The arrow zoomed past the men and hit the target, slicing Jacob's arrow in two. I smiled at my achievement.
"WHO DID THAT?!" He roared.
The men mumbled to each other, no-one knowing who had shot the arrow. I stepped forward so everyone could see me before speaking. "I did!" I yelled loud enough so that they could hear me over the mumbling of the men. Everyone fell silent as I stepped forward and retrieved my arrow.
"Liar." Jacob accused. "Women can't shoot."
"They can. I just sliced your arrow and you won't believe me?"
"No. It could have been any man."
I could feel the anger boiling up inside of me. "Can any man do this?" I asked as I threaded the arrow through my bow once again. Quickly I took aim at a small apple sitting on a fence fifty yards away and let the arrow fly. I watched as it cut through the apple, the smile creeping across my lips.
All the men stared at me astonished. Jacob after awhile finally said something. "I admit you are good, but you can't come with us." He said as he spun around and started walking away.
I ran up to him, gripping his bicep tightly, trying to spin him around. "And why not? I'm the best there is. I want to fight. Let me Jacob." I pleaded.
"A woman in the ranks would distract the men. You wouldn't be able to fight them off if they wanted their way."
"I'd have Emmett and Jasper to protect me." I argued. "No one would dare cross my brother and my cousin."
"I don't want my soliders fighting with each other, especially over a woman. What about all your clothes and jewellery? You couldn't bring that with you. What about your womanly needs? We couldn't deal with those."
"I wouldn't be bringing dresses and jewellery and my 'womanly needs' as you put it, I can deal with that. I'd bath separately from the men so there'll be no temptation."
His husky laughter filled my ears. "You obviously don't know men." He pinched the bridge of his nose with his pointer finger and thumb. "Stay here in the village with the woman. Your cousin's wife is going to have her babe soon. She'll need you." Her untied my hair and ran his finger through it. "Maybe if you're lucky, I'll leave you with your own babe to look after while I'm gone." He smiled.
I threw my fist at him as hard as I could but he dodged it. "I'll never have your babe Jacob!" I yelled before running away, tears in my eyes.