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Deanna
Quickly I made my way through the halls of this stupid school. Out of all the schools I've been to in the past, dad decides to send me to this school. My knowledge exceeded the classes they offered by far. Then there were the hormone driven, teenage guys, whose faces I could read like an open book.
Well, my first day was almost over. I was on my way to ninth period. Honors English. My last class of the day. I couldn't wait until the end of the day bell rang.
As I walked I was looking through my stuff. Accidentally I ran into someone and my things flew everywhere. Quickly, I dropped to my knees and started to gather my things. Whoever I ran into started helping me gather the loose papers.
"Here you go. I'm so sorry." They said and handed me my papers,
"It's not your fault. I should have watched where I was going." I said after taking the papers.
I looked up at him and found myself staring into his eyes. He had messy brown hair and beautiful light blue eyes. Slowly, I stood up as he did.
He was about a foot taller than me and slender, but muscular. Quickly, I snapped out of it and started walking to class. Before I even got a few inches away he grabbed my arm. The instant his hand was gripped on my arm I felt an electric like shock go throughout my entire body.
He let go and pulled his hand away. I turned and shared at him as stared at his hand wide eyed. Before I got sucked back into staring at him I turned and walked quickly to class.
I took a seat in the back of the classroom and instantly buried my nose in a book. For the rest of the entire class I continued to read and paid no attention to anything or anyone around me.
As soon as the bell rang to go home I walked to my locker. I put away the books I didn't need and pulled out the ones I did need. Silently, I out them into my messenger bag backpack. With a sigh I closed my locker door and saw the guy from earlier standing there trying to get his locker open.
I rolled my eyes and pushed him aside. Within seconds I opened the locker. He looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
"Thanks, I'm Prosper." He said and held out a hand.
"I'd shake your hand, but my hands are kind of full." I pointed out looking at the keys and jacket in one hand and bag in the other.
"I should have noticed that, sorry." He said.
"Don't worry about it. Hey, do you mind explaining the whole electric shock thing from earlier?" I asked.
"I will as soon as I got your name." He told me, and put his backpack on then shut his locker.
"Deanna." I said.
"Excuse me?" He asked.
"My name is Deanna." I told him.
"Oh, that's a unique name." He said, and leaned against his locker.
"Yours is too, now explain the shock thing." I said and started to walk.
"It would be easier to explain if you come with me." He said, and started walking along side me.
"Let me drop my stuff off at home first." I said, and walked outside and down the sidewalk.
"Let me drive you." He offered.
"How about I walk home, and after that meet you outside the diner in a little while." I said as I continued walking.
I continued to walk home. With a sigh I crossed the street, and walked along side the road carrying my bag, jacket, and house keys. As I walked I tried deeply to clear my mind. Finally, I reached my house after ten minutes.
I unlocked the door, and walked inside. Quickly I went up to my room and dropped my backpack. Silently I changed my sneakers to my cowboy boots, then grabbed my wand and slipped it into my boot.
"Dad! I'm going to explore the town." I yelled after walking down to the front door.
"Okay, Stay safe!" He yelled back.
I smiled and walked out the door. Silently I walked down the street heading into town. As I walked I had my iPod on and earbuds in my ears.
A few time while I was walking a couple of those hormone driven guys would drive up beside me and say something stupid. I just kept walking and ignored them. Ignoring them was the best thing for me to do.
Finally I arrived at the diner, and I saw Prosper leaning against a pick up truck completely zoned out. Silently, I took out my earbuds and turned my iPod off. After putting my iPod in my pocket, I picked up a stone from some near by gravel and threw it at him.
As it hit him square in the chest I punched the air and laughed. He looked at me, then picked up the stone and threw it back at me. At last moment I moved to the side, and it missed me by less than an inch. With a smile I suck my tongue out like a little kid, then laughed.
Prosper joined in on the laughter, and then got into the driver seat of the truck. He opened up the passenger side door, and patted the seat. I sighed, then got in and buckled up after shutting the door.
"So, you going to explain yet?" I questioned.
"Here in a minute or so. Let me get to La Push first. We're going to a friend of mines house. He and his girl friend are going to help me explain." He answered.
I sighed, and stared out the window. The town of Forks was small enough that if you blinked an eye while driving through it you'd miss it all. It may be small and cold, but it's pretty too.
I'm crazy to get into a car with a complete stranger. There was something telling me it was okay to be here with him. I did have my wand just incase though.
"So, where were you before you came to Forks?" Prosper asked.
"London." I replied.
"That's funny. That's where I was a couple years ago, before I came here." He said.
"I guess it is." I said as I reached down, and slowly started to pull my wand out of my boot, then put it up my sleeve.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Fixing my boots." I said, and sat up.
"Okay, we're here." He told me as he parked in a driveway.
I unbuckled and got out. Then I saw and eight foot tall native guy standing with a girl about Prosper's height. I recognized the girl right away.
"Chey-Bird" I yelled.
"Dena Rae" She yelled.
She ran off the porch and over to me. With a smile we gave each other a huge hug, then e stepped back to look at each other and burst into laughter.
"Okay, you know Cheyenne, and Cheyenne knows you." Prosper, and the really tall guy said.
"Well, yeah. We've only know each other since we were five." I said.
"We were both in the school together." Cheyenne said.
"She was there from the time she was five until she was nine. I was there from five to eleven." I said.
"You mean you didn't get out till then?" Chey asked.
"My dad got me out as soon as he escaped from Azkaban." I told her.
"Wait, your father is mass murderer Sirius Black." Prosper said.
Chey bit her lip and looked at me. I turned to face Prosper, and smacked him as hard as I could. When I pulled my hand away I could sense it stung his cheek.
"Never call my father a mass murderer. He was set up by someone who was supposed to be his friend." I snapped.
"Calm down Dena Rae" Chey told me.
"He called my father a mass murderer. You insult my father, you insult me." I said outraged.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know he was innocent." Prosper said quickly.
"Dude, you better explain the shock quick, before she does something stupid. Oh, I'm Cameron, Chey's boyfriend by the way." The really tall guy said.
"I'm not going to do anything stupid. I know better than that. Now, please explain the shock." I said after taking a deep relaxing breath.
"Well, you see my father is a demigod of Zeus. My mother is a witch, so mixing the blood causes a shock when the child finds their soulmate. It happened to all my brothers, because they are older than me. Deanna Black, you are my soulmate." Prosper explained.
My body froze, and I swear my heart skipped a beat. I stared at him blankly as my wand dropped to the ground. Chey got behind me ready to catch me if I fell.
"Exactly what other weapons do you have with you? Did you really think I was going to hurt you?" Prosper asked me.
"Just my wand and a pocket knife. I didn't think you would hurt me, but better safe than sorry." I said.
"And how do you feel about the soulmate thing?" He questioned.
"That's like asking a hard science question. The answer is complicated to explain." I said.
"Sorry, was just curious." He said sheepishly.
"Don't worry. Curiosity is a beautiful and wondrous thing, but if one is not careful they may end up like the poor curious cat, dead." I said.
"You're okay with it though?" He asked.
"Yes, I'm fine with it." I reassured him with a laugh.
He let out a deep sigh of relief. I sighed and turned to see Chey smiling. Silently, I picked up my wand and slipped it into my boot, then removed my jacket allowing my wings to relax. My pure white wings were now in full view.
"Cameron, are you a werewolf or an eraser?" I asked.
"Werewolf, wait how could you tell?" Cameron replied.
"My godfather is a werewolf, and you have the edgy scent that indicated werewolf." I answered.
"Wait, are you a vampire?" He questioned.
"No. I'm a witch, science experiment freak, and a shadow hunter." I replied.
"Cool." He said, and pulled Chey over to him.
"Well, I need to get going. I need to get home before my dad freaks out. My cousins are coming over for supper. I need to get home before Izzy tries to cook. I'd rather not die tonight." I said.
"Wait, Izzy, Alec, Jace, and little Max are you cousins" Chey said.
"Yeah, and Jace is bringing me out a couple weapons. Izzy is bringing me out a weapon too." I said.
"I'm more worried about what Jace is bringing you." She said.
"I'm not. Dad made a limit, so the most I might get from Jace is a dagger and Katana duel swords like yours." I stated and shrugged.
"Then we both know what Izzy is bringing you." She laughed.
"Come on, I'll drive you home." Prosper told me.
I smiled and turned around, and walked back to his truck. He opened the passenger side door for me, and then went to get into the driver side. With a sigh I buckled up and shut the door. I rested my head against the window as he began driving.
"You said your dad saved you after he escaped, why didn't your mom save you before that?" He said.
"My mom was killed when I was two. After that I went to live with my cousins that Chey and I were talking about. I trained with them up until I was five. When I was out looking for a demon with them I was kidnaped." I explained.
"Why didn't your aunt, uncle, and cousins rescue you?" He asked.
"They lived in New York City. The place I was taken to was all the way in Death Valley. They didn't know where to look." I answered.
"You poor thing." He stated.
"Yup, I'm a thing." I sighed.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way." He said quickly.
"I know, I was just telling you what I am." I told him.
"You aren't a thing. No matter what anyone says." He told me.
"Yeah, whatever. Drop me off here. It gives me a ten minute walk home." I stated unbuckling.
"Why do you want to walk?" He asked.
"I'm not a fan of motorized vehicles." I stated as he pulled up to the side of the road.
"Okay, stay safe." He told me as I go out.
I shut the door and started walking. Truthfully it was more than a ten minute walk, but I wasn't going to tell him that. It was true that I wasn't a fan of motorized vehicles though. They were just something I highly despised.
As I walked my mind went in every single direction. I was thinking so much I was staring to get confused and a migraine. However, I picked up my pace, so I could get home and cook.
Within twenty-five minutes I was home. I hung my jacket in the closet. I walked into the kitchen and started preparing for supper. In the middle of boiling water for the noodles I heard the front door open.
"I'm in the kitchen." I called.
I heard heels and tennis shoes come into the kitchen. With a sigh I turned around. Jace was standing there with a big goofy grin on his face. Alec was behind Jace next to Izzy, who was behind Max.
Instantly I pulled Max over to me, and gave him a big hug. Next I gave Izzy and Alec each a hug. Then I smacked Jace upside the head.
"What was that for, and I don't get a hug." He said.
"I didn't like the goofy grin on your face, and now you can have a hug." I told him and hugged him.
He laughed as I added the Angel Hair pasta. I continued to get hings around as dad came into the kitchen.
"How was exploring?" He asked.
"Good, I made it all the way to La Push. Chey was there" I said.
"That's good." He said.
"Yeah, she was hanging out with her boyfriend, Cameron, and his friend, Prosper." I said while draining the pasta.
"Prosper? Interesting name." He replied.
"Strange guy too. He's okay though." I said.
I added garlic butter to the noodles, then put them on plates. Alec helped me put plates at the table. Everyone took a spot as I passed out silverware and drinks. Finally, I took a seat and began eating.
After we finished Dad took over washing dished with Alec.I ran upstairs and grabbed a stack of papers. With a smile I went back downstairs and handed the papers to little Max.
"Fang has been writing a manga and e-mailed me what he scanned onto his compute, so I printed it off for you to read. Then I'll give him your feedback." I said.
"Cool" He said.
We call him little Max because Max to me means the all so mighty leader of the flock. Max. She was a little older than me and Fang's girlfriend. She was a mother figure to me up until my father rescued me and my mind unscrambled enough for me to remember my own mother and what happened to her.
"Yeah, I'll be back in soon. I promised Izzy I'd let her train me with a whip outside." I said, and threw on my jacket.
Little Max nodded and began reading. With a sigh, I went outside. Izzy handed me her spare whip, that would now be mine. She showed me a few basic movements that I mimicked perfectly.
After about an hour I sensed a strong hormone induced feeling coming from someone around Izzy and I. I stopped and stopped Izzy, then looked around. In the yard next door there was a guy staring at us. Yup, the feeling was coming from him. My mind went into hyper drive thinking of how to scare him.
"Jace! Get out here and bring my duels please." I shouted.
"What are you doing?" Izzy hissed.
"There's a guy in the next yard over, and I know exactly what emotions are running through him at this current moment, and I want to scare them out of him." I whispered.
"Your solution to that is Jace?" She asked.
"No, it's me kicking Jace's butt." I told her.
She smirked and walked inside as Jace came out. Jace handed me a belt with duel swords on it. I smiled, and put the belt on.
"Ready for a little one on one?" I asked.
"Heck yeah." He said, and drew his sword.
Quickly, I pulled out the duel swords, and spun them in my hands. Jace prepared to attack, and I stopped spinning the swords. He counted off, and then swung his sword at me. I crossed the duels and then pushed out to block and defend. Soon the sound of his sword hitting both of mine filled the air around us.
"You've gotten pretty good little cousin." He said.
"Save your energy." I snapped quickly.
He laughed and pushed me back into a tree. Quickly I hit his hand with the handle of my right sword. His sword fell to the ground, and I kicked him down to the ground. I knelt down putting one knee on his chest, and I placed one of my swords to his throat.
"Never let your guard down remember." I said, then stood up.
Quickly, I spun the swords in my hand and put them back into the belt. Jace chuckled, then got up. He picked up his sword, returned it to his belt, and took in a couple deep breaths.
"You aren't bad with duels. How are you with a single?" He asked.
"Decent. Getting good with a whip. Daggers are easy to master, and throwing knives are too easy. I want to start working on archery soon. When I do though, I'll talk to Simon and Alec." I replied.
"Where did the sudden interest in weapons come from?" He asked.
"I want to be able to protect myself." I answered.
"We'll you'll be able to do that, and hunt demons with us." He said.
"I don't plan on ever hunting, not after what happened when I was five." I replied.
Jace sighed and went inside. I picked up my whip and sighed. The dude now had mixed emotions. One of them was fear though.
"Hey, you're the new girl right" He asked.
"Yeah." I answered.
"I'm Mike Newton Jr." He said.
"Well, Mike stay away from me and I'll be fine." I said.
With that I walked inside, and took my weapons upstairs to my closet. I set them at the back of the closet and changed into my pajamas. With a sigh I walked downstairs. Little Max had fallen asleep on the couch with the manga finished.
"Alec, I think you should head home. Max is asleep." I said when I walked into the kitchen.
"Yeah, that's what I was just planning on doing." He said and gave me a hug.
I smiled and told them good-bye as they left. With a sigh I looked at the time. It was eight-thirty.
"Dad, I'm tired. I'm going to lay in bed and read until I fall asleep." I said.
"Okay baby girl." He said, and kissed my head.
I smiled, and slowly walked up the stairs. When I got to my bedroom door I heard something in my room. Cautiously, I opened the door and turned on the light.
"What the hell?" I said as I walked in and saw Prosper sitting on the edge of my bed.
"Sorry, you started telling me about your life, and I had to come talk to you. To learn more." He said, and came over to me.
"Now isn't a good time, but... Well you see..." I stated shut up when Prosper's hand held mine.
"I'll keep you safe from all haunting memories. Just tell me." He whispered, and pulled me toward my bed.
"I'm... I mean..." I struggled to say as we sat on my bed.
Prosper laid back onto my bed pulling me back with him. One of his arms was around the base just below my wings. The other was rested on my shoulder stroking my hair, and keeping my head pressed against his chest.
"Then we can just lay here until you're ready." He whispered.
I yawned and stayed completely still. Quietly, I took off my glasses and set them down on the table. Within moments my eyes were shut, and I was falling asleep.
Sometime in the middle of the night I woke up with an ice sharp chill down my spine. For a moment I didn't know where I was. Then I realized I was still in my room, in Prosper's arms. Prosper was mumbling sharply in his sleep, and I couldn't pick out what he was saying.
I went to squirm out of his arms, so I could turn off the light, but instantly stopped the attempt when he growled. He pulled me as close as I could possibly get, and let out a deep sigh of relief. I had no other choice, but to fall back asleep.
I woke up at seven-thirty in the morning. With a yawn I stretched my arms, and realized I could freely move. My heart rate instantly picked up as I realized Prosper was no longer here, and the only light that lit the room was the sunlight shinning in the window. Then I realized there was a note sitting on the window seat.
I stood up, and put my glasses on. Carefully and silently, I walked to the window. After picking up the note I sat on the window seat and sighed.
I'llpickyouupatsixtonight. CheyandCam
AlreadyknowwhatI'vegotplanned.
-Prosper
I shook my head to keep from laughing. The only other thing on the not was his cell number. With a sigh I stood up and went over to my dresser. No school today because it was a staff day.
Out of my dresser, I grabbed a pair of my favorite jeans and a long sleeve turtle neck. I walked into the bathroom, and closed the door. After fifteen minute I walked out my hair still wet from the shower. Quickly, as I walked to my room I put my shoulder length brown hair into a braid. From my closet I grabbed a jacket, and put it on.
Silently, I slipped on the belt with my duel swords. Quietly, I tip-toed out of the room and downstairs. Without making a single noise still I slipped out the back door.
For an hour I practiced with my duels. By the time I walked in, dad was up sitting in the kitchen. Quickly, I ran upstairs and put my duels back in the closet. Slowly, I walked downstairs and to the kitchen.
"So, any plans this evening?" Dad asked as I got breakfast ready.
"Actually, um, well, I've got a date." I mumbled.
"What? Since when?" He asked immediately.
"Since I woke up and found note on my window seat saying he'd pick me up at six." I replied.
"Well, you aren't leaving until six-thirty possibly seven. Not until I've had a sit down with him, and talk to him." He said firmly.
Instantly, worry struck me. My first actual date and dad was going to go over the top. Well, at least he isn't as scary as momma would be when it came to me. Momma would do anything to protect me. What mother wouldn't though?
I served breakfast, and we both ate in silence. As soon as we finished I started to do dishes. Within ten minutes I had them done. I tucked my wand in my boots, then headed for the front door.
"Where are you going?" Dad asked.
"To hang out with Chey and Cameron." I answered.
"Be back by one." He told me as I walked out the door, and closed it behind me.
I walked about a mile, then tok off my jacket and spread my wings. With a sigh I took off into the sky. The cold, crisp, autumn wind blew in my face as I flew toward La Push. As I caught sight of Cameron's house I began to land.
Rough landing too. My feet hit the ground, and I instantly dropped down to my knees. Quickly I jumped back to my feet and dusted myself off.
I smiled, because I could see a black Camaro with red racing stripes. That was Chey's dream car. That meant she was here.
Quickly, I ran up to the front door and knocked. As I waited I put my jacket on again, and once again dusted my knees off. Then a little girl opened the door. She had her black hair all up in a bun, and a bow in her hair that matched her dress.
"Who are you?" She asked.
"A friend of Cameron and Chey, are they here at the moment?" I said having a feeling I wouldn't like this girl.
"Yeah, they are up in his room. I recommend you stay away from the Chey girl. Oh wait, she seems to be wearing off on you already." She said snidely.
"Don't you insult her. You want to keep it up you're going to find yourself in a horrible situation. I know people." I snapped.
"Whatever, upstairs first door on the right." She said looking at her nails.
Before I did anything stupid I walked inside, and up the stairs. I walked into the first door on the right and saw Chey and Cameron asleep on his bed. With a sigh I shut the door, walked over to them, and continuously poked Cameron's shoulder. Finally, he and Chey woke up.
"Finally, what's going on at six?" I asked.
"Not telling you munchkin." Cameron said after a huge yawn.
"Sorry Dena Rae. I promised I wouldn't tell." Chey replied.
"Number one, don't call me munchkin. Number two, come on pretty please." I said.
"Nope." They both told me.
"But..."
"We aren't telling you." Chey said cutting me off.
"Why?"
"Because I said so. I'll be there to help you get ready."
"Yeah, and I'll be there just because Chey is." Cameron said.
"Fine." I huffed.
Cameron laughed and I sighed trying to think of another way to find out. Of course no matter what no one would tell though. It wouldn't matter if I made a puppy dog face. Besides, there are only a few people that I know where guaranteed to give into the puppy face.
"Well, I don't have to go home until one, so what now?" I asked.
"Cam and I could introduce you to the rest of the werewolves, so you don't have to worry about them being erasers. The we could introduce you to the vampire, so you don't worry about them either." Chey said.
"That works." I said as they stood up.
Cameron was shirtless with black jeans on. Chey was in skinny jeans and a tank top. She put on a jacket, and then her knee high heeled boots while Cameron put on tennis shoes.
Impatiently I tapped my foot. I didn't know why, but today I just had no patients at all. Finally, we were walking down the stairs. The little girl in pink was sitting on the couch glaring at me. Chey was returning her glare. I can't glare, so I wasn't even going to try.
"Let me guess, Whitney opened the door and said stupid stuff." Cameron said.
"Yes, no offense, but I highly dislike her." I said.
"Don't worry, I dislike her too." Chey told me.
"Why don't you two just say you hate her?" He asked.
"Hate is a very strong word." I stated.
"A very, very strong word." Chey finished.
"Of course." He mumbled.
"No matter what I say you still love me." Chey laughed.
"Yeah, I know." He smiled.
"How's Harry been?" She asked me.
"Good. He, Ron, and Hermione are still looking for the bits of soul." I said.
"You're kidding." She laughed.
"Nope, oh Voldemort is a taboo now." I told her.
"What's with saying it then?"
"I'm not afraid of him or his stupid death eaters."
"Voldemort!" Chey and I yelled.
Before we knew it three death eaters appeared. Two of which I hate the most. Greyback and Bellatrix. The other guy I recognized as Goil from school. The same age as Harry.
"Why, if it isn't my cousin's daughter. Greyback the tall girl. Goil the guy. I'll take care of the short girl." Bellatrix said.
Greyback and Chey instantly locked in hand to hand combat. I pulled out my wand, and held it at the ready. Bellatrix had her wand pointed me.
"You stupid mutt." Chey yelled.
"Hey!" Cameron snapped.
"Sorry babe, was talking to the death eater." Chey replied.
"Curcio!" Bellatrix yelled at me.
Quickly I dodged and searched my mind to find a spell.
"Stupfy!" I called and the red light shot at her.
Before she could dodge it hit her, and I sent another curse causing her to go down. All three of the death eaters disappeared. Cameron looked at me and shook his head again.
"Never again you two. Got it?" Cameron asked.
"Maybe." We answered.
With a laugh we continued down the beach. Finally we stopped around a bunch of guys. They all had that edgy werewolf scent.
"Deanna this is the rest of the pack. There's Paul, Sam, Jake, Quil, Embry, Jared, Seth, and wait where's Leah." Cameron said.
"Hanging out with a friend." The littlest that Cameron said was Seth told him.
"What's she doing here?" The one I was told was Sam said.
"I just moved to Forks. No, Cameron didn't tell me he's a werewolf. I can tell by the smell of him and all of you." I said emotionlessly.
"What are you?" The Paul guy growled.
"A shadow hunter, 2% bird, and a witch." I said proudly.
"Just what we need. Another freak around Washington." He said and I pulled out my wand.
"Accio." I whispered.
A knife came flying from some random place. I caught it then through it. The blade skimmed across Paul's arm. Hey, it manages to give him a cut. As he turned into a wolf I through my jacket off, spread my wings, and flew up about fifteen feet. He was on the ground growling and jumping at me.
Finally, I landed when he took off running into the woods. I smiled, put my jacket back on, and put my wand back into my boot.
"That was cool." Seth said.
"Thank you." I said and smiled.
"What do you have against us?" Sam barked.
"I only dislike you and Paul. You're death eaters and I can tell because a death eater always has a dark, burnt flesh scent." I snapped.
"No wonder I thought something was wrong with them." Chey said.
"Yeah, Seth go ahead and give them a hard time for me." I said.
"Where are you guys headed?" Jake asked.
"The Cullens." Cameron answered.
"I'm tagging along." Jake replied.
We walked back to Cameron's house and Jake showed up ten minutes later on a motorcycle. Cameron got on another motorcycle and Chey got on behind him.
With a sigh I took off my jacker and spread my wings. Chey smiled as I flew up a few feet and hovered.
"I'll fly. I don't like motorized vehicles." I said.
Cameron and Jake shrugged and started driving down the road. I flew above them with a sick feeling in my stomach. Finally, they pulled in a driveway and stopped. I landed and pulled my wings in slightly, but not the entire way. I didn't put my jacket on either