Author's Note PLEASE READ THIS!! This has important information!! Thank you.
"With or Without You" takes place right after "Eclipse" and switches POV; it switches from first person to second person. First person is only from Jacob's POV and no one else's. I wrote this in such a way so when we are not with Jacob, we can simply see the other characters without Jacob's commentary/opinions.
The town where Jacob finds himself in is based off an online RPG, Arylse, which is owned and run by the lovely admin, Emoosts whose permission had granted me the ability to write about Arylse. For those of you who are into RPGing and looking to play either humans or werewolves, I encourage you to join Arylse for it is an imaginative and thrilling place to RP. Arylse IS NOT inspired by the "Twilight" series. I'd say Arylse is an intermediate to advanced RPG. Please consider joining! I will put the link on my homepage, because it will not allow me to put the link here.
In this fanfic I am introducing my original characters as well as my buddies, Emoosts' and Lithian's characters. There is slight conflict between the Meyer Werewolves and the Arylse Werewolves. So this is how the werewolves in this fanfic are going to be:
-Werewolves are monstrous in size as described in the book, as large as a horse, but bulkier
-Werewolves are deathly allergic to silver (like chocolate to dogs), if a mass quantity remains in contact with their body too long, they will die
-Werewolves are forced to change or phase into wolves on the full moon
-There is telepathic communication within packs
-Werewolves heal at a rapid pace, faster than any average human
-Werewolves have enhanced senses and super strength
-Werewolves travel at great speeds, rivaling vampires
-Humans are turned into werewolves by a bite
-Recently changed werewolves and young werewolves lack control over phasing/changing and occasionally struggle with keeping their mentality (like vampires controlling their blood lust)
-Werewolves call their human form a "sheep skin" and their wolf form a "wolf skin", thus completing the saying "a wolf in a sheep's skin"
-Werewolves fur/eye coloring is dependent on the hair/eye color of the sheep skin (human form)
-Transforming from form to form can be a painful process
-Males are typically large and lanky in wolf/human form
-Werewolves have higher body temperatures than humans, contrast to the cold feeling vampires
-The Code, is a set of laws that werewolves are expected to follow
-Two types of werewolves: Old Blood, equivalents of The Volturi and like the Quileute Tribe ("pure" werewolves) and New Blood, recently changed humans-to-werewolves
Lastly, I want to let you know that these characters are beloved creations that Emoosts, Lithian and I have developed and created for our own pleasure. We are all aspiring authors outside of fanfiction and some of us have a desire to publish in the future. These characters we've created could be the basis of our future stories, PLEASE DO NOT STEAL OR COPY THEM! I would be eternally grateful, but stealing someone's creations is low and pure anguish to the victim of such a crime.
Disclaimers
I do not own "Eclipse"/"Twilight" series by Stephanie Meyer or "With or Without You" by U2
Credit
Knox Redding, Legacy "Legs" Westlane, Vincent and Belladonna Sarkozi are my original characters and I will not permit anyone to use my characters for any purpose what so ever. I own them.
Fairly Kingston and Drury "Roo" Sarkozi are owned and the original characters of Emoosts. No one is permitted to use Emoosts' characters for any purpose. The world of Arylse is an original creation, created by Emoosts and copyrighted July 12, 2007.
Archer Curtis an original character owned and created by Lithian. No one is permitted to use Lithian's character for any purpose.
Warnings
I have given the story an M-rating, because of strong language, some violence and adult situations. (I'm not really into writing adult stuff !) This story does contain SPOILERS.
R & R! Enjoy!
Prologue
"With or Without You"
See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side
I wait for you
Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails she makes me wait
And I without you
With or without you
With or Without You preformed U2
How long had I been running?
I was tired of running. But I wasn't going to give up and turn back; I was just tired of running so long and so hard. I had to run though. I didn't want to hear the voices. I couldn't stand the voices, the closeness of the Quileute and the damn love I had for Bella. I ran away from Forks, because I didn't want to hear Them in my head. I ran until I couldn't hear Sam or Embry or Quil in my thoughts. I couldn't hear Sam telling Them not to follow me or Leah cursing me for bringing up what hurt her the most. I felt bad about that, I really did, but did it really matter now? Nothing, nothing mattered now.
I wanted to be devoid of emotion and incapable of feeling, but I'm positive I'm lying to myself.
I couldn't feel my legs anymore and I wondered for a mere moment, if my legs had become independent of my body. I couldn't look down; it was hard enough keeping my large head from plummeting to the unforgiving earth taking my neck and the rest of my dark scarlet body with me. 'I'm being so stupid,' I told myself as I continued to run, putting several feet behind me in just one mere bound. My legs extended and folded beneath my massive body, my fur and ears flapping in the wind with only my tail left for balance. I had completely embraced the wild side, the part of me that was truly wolf. I was a feral animal now, at least that's what I was telling myself.
I desperately wanted to forget. I wanted to forget everything. Who I am, who I was and what I will be. I didn't want to be Jacob Black anymore. I didn't want to be the Jacob Black who hated that bloodsucker—Edward Cullen, I didn't want to be the Jake that Bella refused to love and I certainly didn't want to be in love with her, anymore. But, I did. I hate myself for that. I really do. But the more I ran and the more I wanted to forget my love for Bella and her lovely face, I felt guilty. I can't forget…I can't…No, I felt myself snarl; a thundering sound rumbled from the depths of my hollow chest. I would forget. I'd forget all about him, her and me. I'd leave them behind and with that I'd leave Jacob Black.
Far behind.
It then occurred to me; I had no idea where I was. The surroundings were suddenly jumping out at me and I felt the asphalt disappear, the black road was gone and I was on a dirt trail. I could feel the tall grasses lick my body as I barreled through the fiber at full speed. My thick coat was probably full of burrs and random pollen now and as far as my whereabouts went, I couldn't tell if I was in Forks or not. I doubted I was still in Forks or anywhere near La Push. Forks wasn't exactly a huge town so it was easy enough for me to escape with my werewolf-gift of speed. Ha, that bloodsucker and his stone family thought they were fast. I smirked mentally. We rivaled them in speed; I knew that from watching the vampires work in the battle. They weren't the only speed demons. I hate them, but I won't lie to make werewolves sound better. We're faster. Much faster, but yeah, to humans any one of us would seem super fast.
I felt my vision blur, causing me to swerve ungracefully and my muscles began to cramp. My paws ached miserably, abused from running nonstop. I was surely testing my limits. I howled out of frustration. I had to keep going! I didn't want to stop. I couldn't. There was no way I was going to stop, even if I had to crawl away. I would get away from Forks. As far as I could go. My nose twitched, as I tested the air, my whiskered maw quivering, hoping not to smell the beach or anything related to that damn town. I couldn't scent anything. Good, I guess…I couldn't smell Forks. I stumbled. I clambered about clumsily, breaking speed, trying to regain composure, but I could feel myself fading and I hated myself for tiring out. How could I stop now? I had to keeping going…had to keep going…
I could barely make out anything, any of my surroundings, not that I had been paying attention, but now nothing was visible. Shapes became shadows and soon everything just went black.