Hey sorry I took so long I've been really hung up on 'a love almost lost'

And I just had to come back to this story because it excites me I love the world of supernatural elements and all so here come the witches. Oh and before I forget if you like twilight you'll love Cynthia Eden's books she's awesome they have demons and all its freaking crazy, vampires, shifters of all kinds you got to check them out her books like the ones I've read already, are eternal flame, eternal hunter, and immortal danger. If you haven't read them already check em' out they're bad ass and they have lemons. Please check them out I'm fucking begging you.

Disclaimer: some of these characters are Stephanie Meyer's some Ideas are Cynthia Eden's and others come from charmed the TV series starting Alyssa Milano, Hollie Marie Combs and Rose McGowan. Used to have Shannon Doherty, but she got killed off. Enjoy

Jacob's POV past 13 years old.

I ran following the light, it had to help me, it had to get me out of this mess, and then I'd find a way to bring my dad back, if I could.

I used all the strength I could muster and ran like hell.

The light was almost blinding and still it called me to it like a moth to a flame.

Then the light stopped in the middle of a clearing, the silhouette of a woman became clear as day.

She wore and white gown that fluttered around her beautiful frame, she had hips and all, she was beautiful, I know I'm only 13, but I know how to appreciate a woman's beauty.

She had long dark hair that reached the small of her back, she was a goddess with high cheek bones and a russet skin complexion, she was the image of pure beauty, but she reminded me of someone I just couldn't put my finger on it, like I had seen her in a photograph somewhere with a familiar background.

"Jacob, my Jacob" she called running to me ever so gracefully, and wrapped me up in her arms, and planted kisses all over my face.

I was stunned for a moment, not by the fact she knew my name, because that case and point had been made already, but that I was her anything, how could I belong to a creature so beautiful, my dad wasn't bad looking but my mother since I'd never seen her; I had no comparisons to make him to.

I looked up at her as she backed away from me, I realized some of her features were similar to mine and were very much alike; like our eyebrow structure and chins, both having a dimple, and our lips were almost identical.

I then remembered where I had seen the photograph.

{Jacob current time, 19 years of age.}

I wish I had cleaned this sty we called a den out before leaving for college last year, then I wouldn't have to do it before the party tonight.

Man my powers have been getting stronger and I feel like something is calling me, like it was when I first inherited them, but it's not calling my name, It's like its calling my heart; I feel the need to track it. I felt like scrying for whatever is calling me, not caring about the consequences of it. When you scry, the darkness is looking back at you and sometimes if it deems it necessary, it will hunt and find you to recruit you.

Into what I don't know, maybe a whole supernatural army, or a bad ass group of assassins. I hope the latter because I would be so up for that, I'm going to do it tonight, after the party. I can't keep fighting the feeling someone or something needs me or is like me and is in danger, that's the only way I would feel like this, so drawn to whatever is pulling me.

But I think it just an innocent I have to help, there's no one like me out there they were all hunted and killed by Zantax, a bad ass level ten demon who is all around looking to rid the world of all supernatural beings, shifters, vamps, and other demons alike. I think he works for the source. The source is the guy who keeps our worlds from colliding, and my guess is he's tired of doing it. So he's just getting rid of all who have power. I would orb to the feeling but it doesn't work that way. I would have to know who or where I was going, but I don't, so scrying is my only option at this point.

But until this party's over, I'll just focus on the celebration of my home coming.

Sure I'm only here for a 2 months, but I look forward to seeing everyone.

And I have to keep my anger under control tonight around everyone, wouldn't want my secret to slip.

{Leah's POV present 19 years old}

"Ok Abuelita, I'm going to John's." I told her before going to the door.

"Don't do anything you'll regret."

"It's not like that abuelita he's just a friend."

"That's what I said about your grandfather." She said matter-of-factly.

"Eww grann." I said, lips curled up in disgust.

"What I didn't say what we did" she said innocently.

"Yah but you implied it, that was enough."

"Ok just use a rubber if it comes to it."

"Bye abuellita." I said before running out of the door.

I got to the car, ant there was something out in the trees, I couldn't quite make out the figure.

It had glowing red eyes, and looked something like what I had read about in the book of shadows.

What was it called?

Come on Leah think.

I had a few potion viles with me just in case I ran in to something I couldn't identify.

It looked as if it were coming closer and as it did it took the form of a woman.

Blonde, curvy, and very enticing.

Wait I know a shape shifting impath.

If I wasn't keeping up on my witch studies, I'd be in deep shit.

It stalked closer, I reached into my bag and grasped a vile, her hand rose with a ball of fire encased in it. Her teeth bared, they were all sharp. And for a moment her eyes went all back, the white part and all.

She was very hypnotizing. If I had been all human, she could've killed me.

She came closer, but not close enough to reach with the vile; she must have been walking so slow for dramatic effect,

Or she was trying to distract me,

I turned on my heel to see a white tiger running full speed from the woods, claws out, teeth bared, ready to kill. Good thing I wasn't ready to die.

Hoping I had the potion that made acid was the one I was holding. I ran in for the kill and threw the vile.

It broke across the tigers face, I was in luck it had been the acid vile.

The tiger growled and thrashed, the impath behind me threw her fear at me. And I threw my fire I could conger with my mind at her it was the only way to do things. I didn't like to kill. But in my world it was kill or be killed.

You may ask. Why didn't I kill the tiger with my power?

Well if I had been right about the distraction theory, which I was there'd be more, others out there trying to kill me and I wouldn't want them tracking my scent on the tiger.

One thing I read about the animal shifters is their bodies are normal and decay just like any other. But the human empathic shifters, the earth cleaned up, and swallowed whole, to a wasteland no one knows of and can't find.

And I love it when they cleaned up after themselves.

Now about these damn scolded tiger remains, I'd have to get a shovel.

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