DISCLAIMER: I do not own Twilight. This will be the only disclaimer, so read it well.
A/N: Hey guys, I know it's been a long time, but I'm back! There is some violence, it's kinda gorey, and there will be girlxgirl sex. It's rated M for a reason.
There is a prophecy among the wolves. Once every thousand years, there is a savior born. This wolf will be the one to save the unknown from destruction. They will surround themselves with family in the form of the enemy, and nature will send them on tasks to become stronger. The wolf will not always succeed. If they don't, the world is lost until the next savior is born…
I have lived by these words since that day. Every time I wanted to give up and head home, my wolf would remind me of our destiny; of what we had to accomplish before we went home. It used to be enough to keep me going. Now, I'm not too sure.
"Ooh, is the little wolfy gonna bark at me to death?" he taunts. My hackles rise even more and I fight the urge to lunge at him without any precaution. He takes a swipe at me, but I dodge it effortlessly. His grunt of annoyance pleases my wolf, and she becomes cocky. Another swipe and I'm hit with the dagger in his hand. No matter what, I have to get that dagger away from him.
As he attacks again, I dodge and grab onto his leg. He shakes his leg to get me off, but I hang on tightly. Finally, he slams his hand down. I let go just in time for him to stab himself with the dagger. He lets out a scream of pain, and I shift back to human before finishing him.
"Ooh, is the little shifter gonna taunt me to death? Or maybe I should draw this out and let you suffer?" I ask with a sinister grin. The shifter begs for his life, but I can't find it in me to give any fucks about what he wants. I quickly pull the dagger from his leg and plunge it into his jugular. Blood splashes onto my face. After wiping the putrid liquid off of my skin, I grab what I need from his corpse.
"Nine down, one more to go."
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Not a month passes by before my next target is acquired. This one is smarter; he hid his part somewhere no one would ever find it. I stalk over to my hog tied victim. He looks up at me defiantly. I grab a blade from my boot and twirl it as I approach him. When I'm in front of him, I drive the blade into the concrete not even an inch from his face.
"Now, are you gonna be a good mutt and tell me what I want to know, or am I gonna have to start making chopped mutt?" I ask in a bored tone. The man doesn't even flinch. With a sigh, I pluck the sword from its hole and begin making shallow cuts all over his body. After he's bleeding pretty badly, I lean all my weight onto the blade as I push it through his side. He growls in pain.
"So… had a change of heart?"
"You crazy bitch! I don't know what you're talking about!" I let out a small laugh and twist the blade in his side. He screams in pain.
"Alright, alright; it's in the graveyard. Look for the strange angel with a sword. It'll be on that monument." I chuckle at him and drag my blade from his body slowly. He groans the entire time, so I kick him to shut him up.
"Thanks, buddy; have a nice time in Hell, you filthy mutt." With a flick of the wrist, my blade drops from my hand into his chest. I pull it back out and wipe the blood on his clothes before sheathing it again. Then I head to the location he gave me. I arrive moments later due to my wolf speed and sniff out the monument that has his scent on it. The moment I find it, I see what I have been searching for.
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"Are you sure this is going to work?" I ask annoyed at Nature. The powerful entity chuckles at me.
"Of course, Isabella. Once these pieces are combined, they become the strongest weapon to exist on this plane and yours. There are few who can wield this weapon, but many who have tried. This weapon chooses its masters by their character. THIS is what you have been working toward all this time. Once you have this, you have completed your second task. The last will be revealed within time." I bow my head to Nature and complete the weapon. As soon as the pieces meld into one, I am cast back into my plane.
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"Oh Bells, you idiot." I gasp for air as my lungs collapse. Blood begins to fill my airway and the last thing I see is the worried face of my brother. The last I hear is the scream of my mates as they try to reach me but are restrained. The last I feel is the bite of my blade, black as night, in my hand and the blood slowly flow down my hand to the snow covered ground. Everything turns black.