Bella POV (airport of Phoenix, beginning of twilight)
I stared out the window of the plane and pursed my lips. I wasn't on my flying, I didn't fly unless I had to. I ran, along with the rest of the pack, but these were dangerous times, especially in Phoenix.
We had to run. We had to hide and split up. We had to keep each other safe, by abandoning one another. We'd be harder to find if we were all on our own. But it also made us so much more vulnerable.
I would miss my sister the most, and my mate Toby, my little brothers and my cousins and my friends. My home, I would miss it all. I would never feel safe or at home unless I was back here, and everything was the way it should be. Something told me I wasn't going to have that anytime soon.
Just walking into the airport knowing I was running, like a coward, brought pain. As the plane lifted off of the ground, I closed my eyes breathing deeply. As we hit the city boarder a small white and blue light zipped from my body like electricity. Every witch in the city knew I was leaving now, they were probably laughing at us. They should. We deserved it. We should've known not to tangle in the wars, we had nothing to do with it. What everyone wanted, no one even knew for sure if it existed. For that reason I lost it all. We knew we were wrong, we knew someone was going to die, I just couldn't believe how many were lost in that war, so many good friends. Family. Pack.
We were warned, and we didn't listen. Joshua, our once pack leader, the one who had killed off my own brother to get his alpha position always said we'd be okay. He was wrong. His death proved that to all of us.
Two Years Later (eclipse)
Luna POV
I sighed and let out a bored breath and flipped my pencil on the desk back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. People were shooting me dirty looks, clearly annoyed with my obnoxious behavior. I really couldn't care less, these people meant nothing to me. They were human. Pretending to be human, the charade was boring.
I glanced outside and sat back, then dropped my head over the back of the chair. I let out another long sigh and squeezed my eyes shut. A white flash erupted in my mind as I sunk into my memories. I tried to delete them, burn them, forget, but they wouldn't leave, once I truly thought they were gone, they resurfaced in dreams.
That war, the image was still so strong that it made me burst into tears sometimes. It was so clear and so real, I could sometimes hear the sounds, even the same smells as if it were still just moments ago. It was seared into my mind for eternity, and for that I hated my memory.
I shifted and growled loudly as the demon stared at me, as if I were a child. I was pissed off, werewolves were angered easily and it didn't held to have a temper to begin with. "Come on puppy, lets play," he said and I lunged at him. I knocked him over and growled as he laughed. A wave of energy hit me full force in the chest and I whined slightly before pushing away the pain. I'm a werewolf, I don't feel pain.
He stared into my eyes slightly surprised and he muttered something along the lines of, "it couldn't be. Your just a myth, but that should've killed you." His voice was covered in awe and shock, but I didn't care. This creature disgusted me, along with so many others. Before he could make any other move, I ripped into his throat. Blood squirted everywhere as the demon slipped into the ground and back into it's cage in hell as the human host died.
I tilted my head slightly, glancing at my pack brother, dead along with so many others these days. I would miss him, he was a close brother of Tyler's and had been there for us when Joshua had killed my brother.
I threw my head back and howled. I breathed and listened, awaiting the call of my pack. I heard several close by and followed the sound to a clearing.
Demons, witches, vampires, they were all here. They all wanted one thing. But no one could say it's name, even I didn't know it's name. Just that it had a lot of power and everyone wanted it. I thought it was a person, that would explain everything, but I didn't voice that opinion. I didn't have the opportunity. I could've been alpha is Joshua hadn't been greedy.
I growled as a show of my arrival and several people turned to me, covered in blood and snarling. I took my side next to my sister, Bella. I protected her the most, she was after all, my sister, also the runt of the batch. "We want it, hand it over," a witch with a cold angry voice said. Nobody knew who had taken the power, or 'It' as everyone called it. So they blamed one another, which would lead up to a lot of bloodshed and wars.
The witch, like all of the others here tonight were cloaked. Witches wore cloaks, during the day they were weaker, more vulnerable. So they couldn't have Supernatural's knowing who they were and what they looked like.
Everyone had enemies. Witches had there cloaks, vampires had these humans guarding them during the day, demons could jump from body to body at will and werewolves had their wolf form.
The demon laughed, oddly enough he was in the form of a boy I had been friends with as a child. Though he didn't know who I was, I remembered the scent of the boy. I would know him anywhere. "It belongs to us. It always had, we've had it since the fall of Lucifer. How it got to earth is a mystery, none the less it is ours and always will be. All we ask is that it's returned."
We growled out response, no one knew who had 'It' or where 'It' was. But for some reason, everyone was drawn to it. We all knew it was here, we could feel it. This place, whatever this place turned out to be, whether a battle ground or fate, I didn't know. I didn't care about the power, but I was here with the rest of my pack because I had been order to. Always had to follow alpha orders, he or she literally had the power to make you bend to there will.
The vampire coven leader carefully said, "we've been searching for it for centuries. It's only appropriate that it come to us. Just hand it over and everyone can leave peacefully."
I lost it all in those moments, my home, my friends, family, love, trust, and my gifts. Everything that mademe who I am now was gone.
A whisper in my ear, "poor little puppy, can't go home to her mommy, boo-hoo."
Witches, they were always a pain in my ass. Constantly trying to rummage through my mind. They didn't even know who the werewolf was, and I had no clue who the witch was, I think she was a senior, one of those popular kids. She had the voice. I was a witch, before I ascended into wolf hood, so I knew things that the werewolves didn't. Many people even asked me for advice on witches, but I couldn't give it, I would respect them, even though it was in my nature to hate them.