Explicit sexual content in the end of this chapter.
Chapter two
John woke up to the horrible noise of his alarm. He looked around the room slightly confused, until he remembered that he moved to Charlie's place with Bella. He groaned and stretched, it was time for school. He considered going back to sleep. The comforting thought of doing so almost won over but Bella chose that moment to knock on the door. "If you are not out of the room in 5 minutes I am bringing a bucket of cold water." She threatened. John sighed and scooted up to a sitting position. He didn't want to test her on that one, this wouldn't be the first time she did it.
Not much had happened since Jacob and Billy visited Saturday. Sunday just flew by reading a bit more in the history books and speaking with Charlie. And the absence of nightmares meant that they couldn't really investigate it much further. He was still not certain what triggered it the first time. It was probably some external influence, as it seemed to stem from his ability. He didn't manage to think of it much further as he could hear what sounded like a bucket being filled with water. "I am up sis. Don't need your help showering!" He yelled to Bella in the toilet across from his bedroom. The water stopped and he could almost sense Bella's smug smile when she yelled back, "Breakfast is ready downstairs." He got out of his bed and started to find his cloth for the day. Jeans, a t-shirt and his good old shirt should suffice.
After getting ready for school John went downstairs and greeted Charlie. Charlie had already dressed in his uniform and was sipping coffee while hearing the news on radio. As John entered the kitchen he grabbed a couple of pancakes and some juice and went to sit with Charlie. "No nightmare today either?" Charlie asked. John shook his head, "Fortunately not. Just the one." Charlie smiled, then looked thoughtful for a moment as he studied the pancakes John had brought, "We need to help Bella around the house." John Groaned and looked between Charlie, the pancakes and the stairwell. As Bella wasn't within earshot he conceded "I know. But I am a terrible cook." Charlie chuckled, "I've heard stories. But I'm not much better off. But help out in whichever way you can and I will do the same." John just nodded and greeted Bella as she came into the dining room, Charlie turned and offered "Hey Bells, thank you for the pancakes." John nodded in agreement but couldn't help but add "They were a little burnt though". It was too late to realize his mistake as Bella just smiled and said "Well then I guess you will be in charge of the pancakes tomorrow." John looked towards Charlie, this was going to cost him. Then back to Bella who stood with arms crossed. There was no way out of this. "Ok, but you have to help me." Bella nodded and a sigh of relieve was heard from Charlie.
Bella and John arrived at school in good time but the parking lots were already filling up. As they entered the school grounds they were approached by another student. He greeted them politely and told them a bit about the school and led them to their first class of the day. Most of the classes they would have together, this first one included. The math teacher greeted them politely and told them to take a seat where they could find one. There was only a few seats available so Bella ended up near the front of the class while John ended up near the back. Several of the students turned to greet them before the teacher call for attention and the class began. After class Bella was approached by a guy who presented himself as Mike. As John approached Mike got slightly flushed but suggested that they could come sit at his table during lunch. John gave Bella a knowing smile which she answered by rolling her eyes. John spoke up, "Sounds good Mike, lead the way."
As they sat down during lunch they met the rest of the group. It was a pretty welcoming group, though the dynamic was a bit of a mess. It seemed that the girl named Jessica was quite taken with Mike, who was either oblivious or not interested in her. Bella interrupted John's thoughts by stealthily poking him in the side and nodding towards the table in the other end of the cafeteria. John waited a short while, then looked over in the general direction. Turning to face Bella he whispered, "I'm guessing that's the Cullens". Bella nodded. He took a chance and glanced over to the group again, though this time Jessica noticed. "That's the Cullens." She started. "They moved here from Alaska a few years ago". As the attention at the twins table was now solidly focused on gossiping about the Cullens she continued. "That's Alice, the dark haired girl. She's with Jasper next to her, they are apparently an item. So is Rosalie, the blonde and Emmett, the big dark haired guy. Last one is the Edward, he is gorgeous." Both John and Mike rolled their eyes and shook their heads. John looked towards the Cullens again. They did seem to isolate themselves at their table, as Esme had mentioned. He glanced towards the table and said to Mike, "The two girls are quite appetizing too, huh?" He could vaguely hear Mike laugh and the girls sigh, but he had completely lost focus on that. He was much more focused on the fact that several of the Cullens turned at that exact moment. They all looked straight at him for the briefest moment, before returning to their own conversations.
After lunch Mike and Jessica was leading the twins to their next class, Biology. Bella and John trailing behind. Bella gave John a schooling stare and rolled her eyes, but he just shrugged and wiggled his eyebrows. Bella gave him an elbow, and left him behind as he rubbed the ribs that took the impact. As he looked up again the Alice and Rosalie was standing in front of him with guarded expressions. Rosalie spoke up, "I'm guessing you're one of the Swan twins my mother was telling us about." John was still reeling from the shock and just nodded. Looking between the two of them he managed, "Sorry. I'm John and you are the Esme adopted children I presume?" Alice nodded and Rosalie answered, "Yes this is Alice and I'm Rosalie." She continued, "Esme talked quite fondly of your meeting Saturday. I trust it she mentioned that we are rather private people?" John considered this then said, "Not exactly. She actually encouraged us to approach you and say hi. But I get the message, Sorry." This seemed to take out some of the fire in Rosalie's eyes and Alice had put a hand on her shoulder. She seemed to be about to say a few more reprimanding words when she was interrupted by a deep booming voice, "I believe you all have classes that are about to start, please head there immediately." All three of them turned to look at Mr. Jackson. The girls smiled at him and nodded "Yes Mr. Jackson, we just wanted to say hi to the new guy". He nodded "And you are encouraged to do so, but please do it outside classes". They nodded and left John behind in yet another predicament. "Well it was nice to meet you Mr. Jackson, I should head to class too". John tried to hurry off but realized he had no idea where the classroom was located. "What room are you looking for Mr. Swan?" John was slightly taken aback and asked before thinking, "Room 14A. You know my name?" The teacher just nodded and indicated that John should follow him. "I do. It is not every day we get twins to the school in the middle of a school year."
As they approached the door John said his thanks and entered the classroom, which had already filled up. Bella was seated with Edward, and seemed to be a bit unconfutable. John didn't pay too much attention though and sat down in the back where Jessica had left a seat open for him. "Where did you go?" She asked as he sat down. "I had to tie my shoelaces and got lost in the hallways." He lied. Jessica nodded and just stated that it was good he made it, while she started paying attention to the teacher. John noticed that Mike was sitting at the table next to him. He wasn't paying attention in class but was looking in Bella and Edward's general direction. John looked over as well. Edward seemed like he was either about to puke or tried to hold his breath. Again John's opened his mouth before his brain caught up. "Either sis just farted or Edward is trying to set some kind of record." He muttered to himself. Jessica of course heard and started to giggle. Unfortunately Edward apparently heard as well, cause if stares could kill John would be a smoking corpse now.
The bell had barely rung before Edward was out of the door. John caught up with Bella. "So how is Edward?" He asked as they walked the hallways. Bella looked at John then shook her head, "He acted really weird. Looked like he was trying to hold his breath." John looked at Bella then smirked, but before he could say anything he got another elbow. "Common Bella, you have to ease up. If social services ever comes to visit us they'd take me into protective custody!" Bella sighed then smiled and shook her head, "How are we related again?" John smiled and gave her a friendly push "By blood I believe." As he said that Edward stormed past them, coming out from the school secretary's door.
As John was driving them home he mentioned the encounter with Alice and Rosalie. Bella laughed "Oh poor thing, Karma's a bitch huh? But you had that one coming." John frowned, "First those two and then Edward. I'm going to end up in the morgue before my time". Bella's mood damped some, "Wait was Edward there too?" John shook his head. "No that was during class. I… mumbled something under my breath and he turned and looked me squarely in the face with murder in his eyes." Bella sighed, "I don't even want to ask. You are lucky that you are driving. I guess I missed a few things…" That got John thinking, "Mr. Jackson actually came to my rescue, when the lionesses were about to pounce again. He seems to have a good handle on them and obviously has their respect."
As they arrived home Charlie greeted them. "How was your first day?" Both Bella and John frowned. Bella started "It was ok. We were welcomed by a nice group of classmates and met the Cullens." Charlie nodded, "That is good to hear. What is with the long faces then?" Bella looked at John who answered, "Well just a lot to take in. The Cullens wasn't quite what I had expected." Charlie frowned when he noticed that John winced as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Did you get into trouble with them John?" He asked concerned. John was relieved, as this could take the conversation elsewhere. "No that's all her." He said pointing at Bella who rolled her eyes. Charlie relaxed visible but raised an eyebrow at Bella, "You should try being on the receiving end of what leaves John's mouth. He gets off easy." She send John a challenging stare. He picked up a white napkin and waved it back and forth, "I surrender sis. I know when I am beat." Bella's eyes shut daggers. "Crap. I didn't mean it like that. Common Bella." John looked genuine and Bella relented.
Crisis averted Charlie tried to mend it further, by suggesting that he would start cleaning the house. He looked at John expectantly and John caught on. "If you want I can help you with dinner, sis." Bella looked between the two, then nodded, "Let's see what we can make. We can start in an hour or so." Bella headed upstairs to empty her bags and so did John. There was quite a load, as they had receive the books needed for all of their classes. John studied some of the books he had received and picked up the history books. The bigger one was on the World Wars and then there were two smaller ones on Genghis Khan and The Art of War. They were supposed to read the chapter on the last years of the Second World War. Fortunately he had already covered that in Arizona and only skimmed through it.
John walked down the stairs an hour later and met Bella in the kitchen. Bella turned and smiled, "I figured we could make a pizza. Would you start on the dough?" John just scratched his neck and looked helpless. Bella pointed at the bowl and a handwritten note next to it, "I have written it down for you over there." John nodded and started adding the ingredients, "Have you looked at the homework yet?" He asked and looked over. Bella was working on the vegetables, it looked so easy when she did it. It was a shame that she was got so clumsy when she got self-conscious. Bella stopped cutting and nodded, "Yeah, we covered the history assignment back in Arizona." She hesitated a bit then added "Mike told me that our teacher is Mr. Jackson." John froze for a second but continued working on the dough. "Let's see how it goes tomorrow. He didn't seem too threatening earlier today."
As the three of them were eating Bella spoke up, "John actually managed to do a pretty good job in the kitchen. He didn't even burn the sauce." Charlie looked up and smiled, "That's great to hear. Good job both of you the pizza is very good." His smile didn't reach his eyes though, there was something bothering him, "Listen, there has been some gruesome animal attacks a few cities over. Will you please stay in the town until they find these animals?" Both John and Bella looked and Charlie wide eyed. John was shaken and touched his neck before asking, "What kind of animals?" Charlie looked at John, "I'm sorry John. This is really bad timing with your nightmare. They don't know yet, there were no good tracks to go by. The coroner hasn't been able to find out either. There are experts coming in from Seattle, so hopefully we will know soon."
Rosalie was sitting in the Swans backyard. It was dark by the time she got there so she didn't bother hiding. The wind was shifting quite often but she managed to get most of the conversation anyway. She didn't like where things were left today. The incident during lunch was regrettable, and the attempt at damage control double so. She couldn't decide if Esme's warning had been a help or made it worse. The whole group had been a bit anxious showing up at school. But for all her mistakes, Edward still managed to screw up much worse. As they arrived home he told them about biology. Bella had sat down next to him, her scent had completely overwhelmed him. Then John entered as well and he had to cover himself to make it through class. Apparently the Swan scent was too strong. It was awakening some primal need for human blood. He was making a huge scene that John had noticed. A snide remark later from John and Edward had turned ready to go for the kill. Fortunately he managed to reign it in some and made it through the rest of the class.
Rosalie had stopped paying attention when the twins were making dinner. But as Charlie started talking about the animal attacks got interested again. Unfortunately the information was very vague, but it sounded like something they would need to investigate as well. If it was anything supernatural they would need to be ready to defend themselves against it. She sighed, the treaty with the Quileute dogs was frail enough already.
As she heard the twins head to their bedrooms she decided it was time to leave. She glanced up at John's room then over at Bella's, they would need to be very careful around the two of them. She was just about to leave when she heard John groaning in his sleep. Indecision struck her as she didn't really care about his nightmares, but maybe there would be some subconscious thoughts she could use. She snuck up on the first floor then propelled herself to the roof and laid down to better hear.
"General Amun, urgent news from your Pharaoh." I turned to look at the messenger. He had kneeled in front of my personal guard, both of whom stood with swords drawn. "What are the news messenger?" I asked impatiently. I put down my cup of wine and stood up, I had just started eating after a long day of training and was in no mood for interruption. The messenger fidgeted with his hands in his bag and produced a scroll. One of my guards took it and brought it to me. I studied the seal, it seemed genuine. I broke the seal and opened the scroll to reveal a call for assistance in defending the Pharaoh against the sea people. I read on and nearly crushed the scroll in my hands when I read the last line, "The scouts has sworn on sightings of great wolf-like beast among the enemy troops." Nearly a century had passed since that night that they attack. Nearly a century I had waited for my revenge. I rolled up the scroll and nodded to the pale messenger, "You may leave."
Arriving at the palace I walked through the great halls, with my most trusted officers at my sides. As I approached the doors to the throne-room I was asked to surrender my weapons. I complied and entered the room, leaving my companions behind. As I approached the Pharaoh I bowed my head in his honor and slowly approached. As I was standing in front of him he spoke, "I am glad to see you at my palace Amon, I trust that you have brought your entire division?" I looked up, "I have." Beside him sat his consorts with a high-priestess on either side. Along each side of the room stood guards with noble people watching from behind. I looked back up at the Pharaoh and asked "Are we to discuss strategy, or are you leaving it to your generals?" He considered this then raised his hand and pointed towards the door, "Everyone, leave us."
When everyone had left only the generals and the Pharaohs sons were left. "Do we have an estimate of their number?" I asked. General Pentua of the Pharaohs guard answered the question, "Six to eight thousand by sea and another eight to twelve by land." I considered this. It wasn't impossible odds but with our sixteen thousand it would likely be evenly matched with high casualties on both sides. "Where have they last been sighted?" I continued. "They approach from the North along the coast by sea and from northeast outside of our territory. They will be here in a week." Pentua had spread out a map and put down stones to indicate the approximate locations. I looked at the map, they had yet to enter the Nile, which would be a good place to counter-attack them. "I suggest we move our forces to this location, and attack them as they enter the mouth of the Nile. That will give us an advantage as we can attack them from both the sea and land at the same time. We will be able to reduce their numbers significantly before their land armies are informed. That will give us time to prepare against them." Prince Pentawere, one of the Pharaoh's sons spoke up. "We should just wait here and defend the city." Rameses the fourth and the Pharaohs eldest son spoke up, "Because they would be able to attack the city from their ships and cut off our supply lines. Countless civilians would be lost." Pentawere wasn't finished though, "So what? Let them. The palace is safe and we can use the distraction to our advantage!" I looked at him with contempt and disbelief but hid it from showing on my face. I carefully worded my input, "I believe we will suffer heavy casualties in either case Prince Pentawere. While we might save some of our forces, it would take a long time for Cairo to recover." A fire was burning in his eyes but he remained quiet. The Pharaoh made his decision "I believe the best course of action would be to move our forces to attack the enemy at the mouth of the Nile."
As I left the Palace I sent my companions to the camp to rest. A residence had be given to me, so I started heading in that direction. As I walked there I felt like there was a shadow tailing me, I was being followed. Whenever I looked back though all I saw was random merchants and noble people milling about. I tried to hone my senses and continued to the residence. I didn't manage to detect anyone, so I just figured it was the dessert sun that had gotten to me. A greeted the servants and guards that stood by the door as I entered the house. I started to draw a bath and laid down in the steaming water and started washing off dirt and grime. As I laid back in the tub I drifted off.
I woke up with the feeling of a dagger pressed against my throat. "Do you have any idea who I am?" I threatened the unknown assailant. As I said it my thoughts where running through ways to escape or overpower the assassin. I could try to break the back support my pushing back with all my power. That would likely give me enough room to slip the knife out of his hand. Another knife was suddenly at my spine as well, then I heard a voice, 'I wouldn't do that if I was you.' I froze, that wasn't coming from my assailant that was in my head. 'Oh that is one and the same thing dear.' Was the answer, to the question never voiced. "Who sent you?" I asked, trying to get more insight in who had managed to get the drop on me. 'Does it really matter?' the voice asked. I could feel the foreign presence in my mind, and memories of the past rushed through my mind. 'You have walked this earth for quite a few millennia now, I do believe you know what I am at least.' I closed my eyes and thought back. "That's impossible you were extinct 1500 years ago." The assassin drew in close to my ear "Not quite extinct." A female voice came out with a hiss. She bit my earlobe, "So tell me, who am I?" I sighed and relaxed a little, "You are Amaunet, Queen of the fey." With a slight twist of her hand she drew a small cut in my throat and liked the cut. She smiled against my throat and answered "I am indeed." Then frowned, "Though I am not queen of anything anymore." I tested my luck and turned my head, she didn't resist but the knives remained in place, "So have you come to kill me? You don't need your knives to do that." She looked at me with her deep green eyes. She was beautiful, dressed in a deep green linen robe with her long red hair and the perfect porcelain skin. Skin which would be impossible for the region we lived in. A bit of red colored her cheeks as I took her in. "You are correct…" She stated and put both knives against my throat with the point of the knives digging in slightly. She licked the trail of blood from the new wounds, which had already healed up by now. "…I don't need the knives." She continued with a smirk, "But your blood is so delicious." I grabbed under both her arms and pulled her in so our faces were inches apart, "How is the temperature?" I asked shielding my thoughts, which threw her for a second. I used that advantage to pull her entire body into the tub, clothing and everything. She screamed in surprise, which alerted the guards who came running to the locked door and knocked, "Are you alright general?" I looked up at Amaunet, who had manage to reemerge from the water. She straddled me and was now looking down at me expectantly. "I think I can handle it." I said in dismissal to the guard.
When we could no longer hear the guard's footstep outside Amaunet looked down in contemplation. "You are not a very bright for a man pushing three thousand years." She said. "You know the reputation of the fey." I grabbed her thigh and squeezed. "I do, black widows, right? Lost a few good men to you back then." She just smiled in fond memory. "So what do you want?" I asked. She looked down on me with hungry eyes, then started to move her pelvis grinding against my manhood. "You know what I want. It's been a very long time since I've had a true shape shifter." I contemplated this. It was true, there was only a handful of us left. Now only the werewolves and the wolf-shifters were left along with the leeches. She stopped instantly he ministrations, 'What has happened to the rest of you?' I sighed, "Same thing as what happened to you. The werewolves." she looked me deep in the eyes, 'Those lycans needs to be dealt with.' The voice in my head was so raw and filled with conviction. I smiled at her with a sad smile, "That was why I came here to Cairo." Again those piercing green eyes look at me, while a flashback of today's meeting was playing through my mind. 'Such a shame I should cross your path then.' She said as she started to grind against me again. She slowly lowered her body against mine, scraping my neck with her fangs. As she reach my shoulder her fangs pierced the skin and her venom slowly sept into my veins. All my senses sharpened and my heart was raising with adrenalin. She slowly kissed and sucked blood from the wound until it healed. Then she slowly licked and kissed in a trail up my neck to my earlobe. In my mind I could feel her expanding while she whispered "Your mine..." I could feel her presence slowly spreading throughout my body and slowly grasping my member without any physical contact. At the same time she removed her dress and slowly started grinding against me again. Before I blacked out one last thought entered my mind 'I will avenge us.'
