Hey, my followers! This is my second JakeSeth story... of course, my darling Illuminate hasn't written it before. She's 'strictly hetero' with stories. But HA! I've turned another! :P

So, this is a COLLAB between me and my dearest. This is a strange collab, since it was mostly her idea, but she can't write slash... She just can't! So, I stepped in and said, "HEY! Me writey slash LOTS!" and then I winked and laughed, and she agreed to let me help her. Hence, this odd contrast of writing styles. Obviously, I'm posting after her... :P That's just how it works with us.

Alright, so... I guess I should tell you that everything from Jake's POV is my work, and everything from Seth's is my lovely's.

WARNINGS: Hey, people. It IS rated M. Not for this chapter really, but for later. And look at the main characters; Jacob and Seth. DUH, it's gonna be slash... no likey, no read-y, no problemo! :D It's real simple. Oh, and flames will be used to roast marshmallows. :) They make for a lovely golden brown!

One in a Million

A collab story written by

Innocent Sinner in Hell & Illuminate the Shadows

Chapter One

The crisp scent of blood was overwhelming. The scene was surreal, like one of those war movies where fallen soldiers lay dying all around the heroes who survived. But they weren't soldiers, and we weren't heroes.

Sam and Paul were carrying limp bodies – some whole and some…not – to a pile in the center of the clearing to be burnt. New scents filled my nose; Edward and Bella. The vampire looked around grimly, and his mate looked positively guilty, as if this was all her fault. The other Cullens were scattered, though none of them seemed to be seriously hurt. The outspoken blonde one was beside her mate, and he was trying to calm her down. Shifting to get a better look, I cringed at the crack in her diamond-hard skin on her cheek. I shuddered back to my human form, hastily pulling my shorts up. The long gash in my arm was already closed up. My sense of pride radiated from my small body.

I pushed off from the tree I'd been leaning on, stumbling for the first few steps. My brown gaze fixed on Quil and Embry as I regained my balance. The little vampire – the one that saw the future – was kneeling beside Embry, her mouth on his shoulder. Embry thrashed about as Quil tried to hold him down. I winced sympathetically. He'd been bitten by one of the newborns. 'It's not fatal. He'll be okay after she sucks it out.'

Jared was nearby too, with Leah. I rushed, as fast as I could in my state, to her side.

"She's gonna be alright. Just a broken leg. It's already healing," Jared explained, holding her leg still. She grimaced. "Just making sure the bone heals straight." I nodded, raising my eyes to survey the scene again. A few of the Cullens had lit the fire and watched the bodies burn to ash.

It was then when I realized who was missing. Panicked, my eyes darted around the clearing. 'Oh please, not him! Anyone but him…' My heart thudded in my chest.

My sensitive ears picked up a voice, and it was then when the world spun. "Jasper, get my medical kit. We'll have to do it right here; he won't make it back to our house."

The voice was Dr. Carlisle's. Numbly, I stumbled toward it. A blurry blonde knelt next to a dark figure. Blinking back tears, I stared in utter dismay. 'You're the best fighter ever… You can't be hurt. Nothing can hurt you, remember…?'

Jacob's broken body lie on the ground. His wrist was twisted at a sick angle. His chest and face was completely covered in blood – so much blood, that I wouldn't have been able to identify him had it not been for his distinct scent. I swallowed thickly and fell to my knees beside him. Golden eyes met mine gravely.

"He has a concussion. A newborn head butted him in an attempt to kill him. If it weren't for that thick skull of his…" Carlisle shook his head. "His brain might be hemorrhaging. I need to open him up right now."

Tears welled up in my eyes as Jasper approached with a white box.

And that's how I ended up here, in a hospital room, holding Jake's large hand tightly just like I had while Carlisle had went about saving his life. Now all I had to accompany me was Jake's slow breathing and the beeping of the heart monitor beside him.

His body was covered by a white sheet, but I had watched Carlisle patch up the numerous cuts and scratches. His wrist was in a cast, but it was nearly healed already. Soft white gauze had been wrapped around his head to cover his eyes. Carlisle hadn't explained that part yet, but I assumed it was to dim the lights or something. 'I think I heard somewhere that you're really sensitive to light when you're coming back from a concussion.' A patch of hair had been shaven from his temple, and stitches were visible on the skin where Carlisle had made the incision. The hair was already starting to grow back, but the stitches would scar.

All in all, Jake was a mess. But he would live. He would heal, just like we always did. He'd be back to his old self in no time. I smiled. 'Maybe then he'll take me fishing like he promised.'

I was running, fighting nonstop. The newborns were everywhere; it was hard to imagine that all of these vampyres used to be human. And a lot of them were so young…

Just took down two more. One girl jumped on me, and tried to wrap its arms around my neck. The other boy pulled my legs out from underneath me. But I caught the first ones' arm in my teeth, and then ripped it off. She stumbled, and I jumped back up and trapped the boy's head in my teeth. The metallic screech was confirmation enough to the girl, and she hissed and ran. I threw the head and chased her down. I gave her the same treatment, ending her afterlife pretty damn quick.

Almost an instant later, I felt something run into the side of my head. Hard.

Everything went black.

"He has… Newborn… Him in an… kill… Weren't for… of his…" Carlisle's voice. I could barely make out anything he said, but I heard it. "His brain… aging." Aging? My brain doesn't age… What the hell was he talking about?" I need… right now." There were footsteps after Carlisle's voice stopped. Someone's hand slipped into mine. It was small and warm.

Green grass, bright sun, cool water. I open my eyes, and I'm standing in a small, calm pond. There's splashing, and someone grabs my hand. I try to see their face, but the glare of the sun makes it hard to see. The other person pulls me out of the water, and suddenly I'm lying down on the grass. The other person's hand is still in mine.

"Isn't it a beautiful day, Jake?" The cheerful voice comes from the person next to me. It's a male voice. 'Who am I with?' I sit up and try to look at him again. This time, my eyes are more adjusted to the sun. It's Seth. He looks over at me, then smiles. He leans in and pecks the corner of my lips. I find myself smiling, just as my brain is filled with confusion.

"Come on, Jake. Let's go for a walk." Seth stands up, and I follow suit. He takes off walking, and I start to follow him. But… the more I walk, the less I'm able to see. Not just of Seth, but of everything. The bright sun isn't so bright, the grass isn't so green. Everything blurs and twists together, mocking me.

"Seth? Seth, where are you? I can't see anything…!"

And then, I'm awake.

Tada! I've done it again! Well, WE'VE, I suppose... :P remember, if you're reading this on MY profile, be sure to at least comment on ONE of our profiles... here's a link to it on Illuminate's:

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