Pure, unadulterated, white hot rage shook his body.
He hurt all over. He just wanted this pain, this agony to end.
Stumbling outside the modest house he shared with his father and ignoring the frantic calls of "Jake. Jake! Come back!" Jacob Black fell to the ground in a ball, whimpering in pain.
So this is how it all ends. It's not so bad. Quiet.
Well, it was.
JAKEJAKEJAKEJAKE.
What?
Could he now not die in peace? Or was he in so much pain that he was now hallucinating? Either way, it was pretty damn annoying. Although the voice did sound mildly familiar.
Jacob, calm down.
Calm down?! What was happening to him. He hurt.
Jacob, you need to calm down before we can explain stuff. Focus on breathing. It gets easier, trust me.
Instinctively, Jacob wanted to rebel against that voice. He didn't know why. He just felt like this voice, this calm, authoritative voice was a challenge. Breathing in and out, he slowly uncurled his body to look up and find that... he couldn't see.
Wow. That was pretty quick, Jake.
Why can't I see? It's dark. What's wrong?!
Well. Something akin to a chuckle vibrated through Jacob's head. It felt... right. He felt whole.
You see. Long story short: You're a Werewolf Jacob. And damn, if you aren't half hairy.
Hairy?
Well, you have long hair naturally... and that seems to have made an appearance in your wolf-self. Time for a haircut, Jacob. Welcome to the pack.
Ohmygosh, Twilight. I wasn't even watching/reading the film, but this idea cropped up (Just like Jacob's new haircut. Haha. Funny? No. Kthen).
Sam
Embry (he transforms first, right? I forgot. ;o;)