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Ara POV
The wind was still today. Their stories had been so fascinating, but they seemed to be holding something back from me. They had been whispering about someone named Jacob and Nessie. I wondered who they were.
It was amazing how Edward had been able to fall in love with a human, be able to resist the blood that coursed through her veins. I can hardly resist. However the Cullen's have been teaching me to be vegetarian, for which I am grateful.
My eyes have turned a strange color. I've still not gotten rid of all the human blood, yet I am vegetarian also. My eyes are a brown color, that grows darker or lighter depending on my thirst. Alice says soon they will be like theirs if I continue on the path I am going. Or they will turn red again. It depends on my choices.
Being sixteen means I could easily go to High School if I could finish learning everything else. The Cullen's say I don't know enough to pass middle school, besides my grammar. Being born in the 1700s doesn't help that much, but I am eager and willing to learn what I can. I am hoping they will adopt me into their family.
I felt like going out today, and from looking at a map, I saw the ocean. I hadn't been to the ocean for fifty years. I've never been to the Pacific Ocean either. I got up and flitted downstairs, heading for the door, when Edward stopped me.
I hissed, and then covered my mouth. I counted to ten. I did not want to get on Edward's nerves, but sudden, fast movements triggered my reflexes for survival, my sort of gift.
"I can't let you go to the beach," Edward said, his eyes narrowing. I glared at him. Now that was uncalled for.
"I can too. Unless it's crowded?" I amended.
"I…well…yes, it is," Edward said. He was lying through his teeth. I took a deep breath, intending to say more to him. Then I shut my mouth and started to turn away, thinking of how unfair he was…
And as I am known for my quick decisions, I bolted for the door, Edward unable to stop me.
Kerrin POV
I sat in the shadows. The leaves did not rustle, and I sensed a storm coming. I lay in the leaves, enjoying the calm of the air, of me being alone. The storm was going to come any minute now, and I didn't mind being in the rain.
I was closing my eyes, getting ready to sleep, thinking of myself and what I was.
Being half and half, I wasn't nearly capable of everything as the Quilette tribe. I wasn't quite as tall. I wasn't as strong or fast or big. I guess you could say I was the runt. I had hair sort of in a mullet style, but not quite. It was black and jagged. I had some facial hair, but hardly enough to call it a beard or a mustache. My skin was creamy and dark toned, more of a light tan, the color of creamed coffee. All these reasons, like being a runt, made me fear Jacob's return all the more. He was huge.
I opened my eyes slightly, and nearly jumped. But I lay still, watching carefully.
It was a girl. She looked maybe fourteen. She had blonde hair, in a loose ponytail. It was long and the end of the tail came to her elbows. She was tall, even if she did look fourteen. Almost as tall as me. And even though I am a runt, I'm still six foot something. She had strange brown eyes that I could see from a distance, even if I didn't look into them, and pale, pale skin. She didn't notice me, the huge chocolate brown wolf in the shadows, my narrow, beady black eyes on her.
The storm was coming, and I felt a gust of wind pull over me toward her. And then she turned toward me, snarling, and it frightened me. The wind came back, reversing, and suddenly I caught her scent. I should've known what she was without catching her scent, and we both acted on instinct.
She was on my land! What was the Cullen family thinking? They broke a treaty! A promise! I snarled, and we began fighting, her stench almost unbearable. She had a knack for fighting, and being a runt also means I don't heal as fast. If I get a cut, it takes a day for it to heal, as in for the others it takes mere minutes.
We fought and tore at each other, snarling, trying to rip and kill. And within a few minutes rain was splattering upon us, and I growled at the horrible conditions. I tried to link my mind to the others, crying for help, but she didn't give me a chance to think, let alone connect. Then I noticed that her stench wasn't so bad, but it didn't stop me from fighting. She was still trying to kill me.
The I looked into her murky brown eyes, and she looked into my beady black ones.
I was torn. I needed to kill her, she was on our land. Breaking everything we held for ourselves. We seemed frozen in a moment in time, looking into each other's eyes. I felt my instinct clawing at me, urging me to kill her.
Yet she was my sun. My air, my everything. What I've been waiting my entire life for. This girl, this young girl, was everything I'd been hoping for. I'd do anything for her, die for her.
My mind clenched together as the rain continued to hammer down. I wanted to look away. She couldn't be my everything, yet she was. She's my enemy! She's my love. The tumble of emotions was almost unbearable. I couldn't move, frozen, the water dripping off of my fur.
Was I imprinting on a vampire?
The answer was clearly yes. She fuzzed my brain, until at last she looked away, and I was free. We tried to keep fighting, our instincts willing us to. But we hardly did anything but pace in a circle. I correct myself. I wasn't free. We kept snatching glances into each other's eyes, stiffening. I whined to myself, because I couldn't do anything about it.
She was silent and swift, and finally I told myself to do the one thing I knew how to do, the one thing that calmed me.
I ran.
Ara POV
I ran.
That was the one thing I could depend upon, as I ran all the way back to the Cullen's not sure where I was going or where I was, but trying to find their home again, a safe haven from the buzz of emotions. What was that thing?
They had some explaining to do, big time.
I burst through the doors, voices calling out my name, begging for me to come tell them what was wrong. I couldn't place a sound with a picture, with a face, so I ran up to the room they provided, my wet body unable to take it anymore, and I flung myself onto the bed, shaking with the tears that couldn't come. The only thing that brought me comfort was my imagination, pretending that the streaks on my face were from tears leaking out, and they weren't just the rain from the booming thunderstorm outside.
It's been several hours. I look outside, and realize the rain has stopped. I didn't fall asleep, of course not. But I lost track of everything around me, trying to clear my mind, which I'm good at.
I heard scrambling downstairs, and arguing. I started to creep down the stairs, when Edward was beside me in an instant.
"We need to see you," he said sternly. I gazed into his blazing black eyes wearily and nodded, racing downstairs with him to meet with his family.
As soon as I was in the room, an uproar began.
"She can't stay!" Rosalie cried, pointing at me.
"Rosalie, please, why don't we give her a chance?" Esme said softly, putting a hand on Rosalie's shoulder and using the other to push her pointed hand down.
"We can't! She'll tell the Volturi and make up some crazy story," Rosalie snarled, pulling away.
"No, she won't," Alice said defiantly, her voice filling the entire room, making it go silent.
"What if you're lying?" Rosalie snapped.
"Rose," Alice growled, taken aback, hurt, "why would I lie about something like this? Our family is in danger, and Edward would tell you. And would I ever lie to you? You are my sister." If Alice could have cried, she would have.
"I'm sorry, you're right, I'm sorry," Rose mumbled.
"Ara, please, tell us what you saw," Carlisle said. "We actually haven't heard from them in ages…"
"I don't know what I saw!" I burst, my attempted calm defused and fizzled. I was in an uproar, hissing and spitting out words at a speed they could hardly even understand. "I come here looking for a new type of life, and I see some…some creature out there, that I am skilled to fight at! Before I say anything more, you tell me what he was and why they're here and what the hell they do!" I exploded.
The room was silent for what seemed like a century.
"They are werewolves," Bella said quietly, stepping forward, her long red-brown hair in their gentle arcs and waves. Edward stepped behind her instantly, but she waved him off. Edward glanced at me darkly then took a reluctant step back.
"Werewolves?" I asked, trying to keep calm again.
"Yes."
Then Bella told me a part they skipped when explaining things to me. They told me of a friend named Jacob Black, and a tale of how he became friends with them, the vampires, sworn enemies. The part she left out when telling me of her love with Edward. I stood, stunned, as they explained they also had a daughter, half werewolf, half human. Jacob Black imprinted on Renesmee, and then after a battle with the Volturi, which they told me about, years later, just six months back, Jacob and Nessie went on honeymoon.
"We haven't heard from the werewolves since he left," Emmett stepped in, an arm around Rosalie's shoulders.
"From what I saw in your mind," Edward told me, "there is a newcomer in the pack."
So now it was my turn. I described this wolf, wondering what he looked like as a man. All I could picture were those eyes, and I was so confused. They seemed deep and dark, yet a source of light in my night world. But I wanted to kill him. So badly. Run back again, find him, and destroy him.
But I wouldn't. I couldn't.
"You…he…" Edward's eyes widened, and he staggered backward a bit.
"What?" Carlisle said sharply. Alice's eyes were wide too, staring at Edward.
"I see that…that…" Alice shook her head.
"When I looked through Ara's mind," Edward said. "She could was remembering this werewolves' eyes. I've only seen someone look that way at someone else for one reason."
"You don't mean…" Esme whispered.
"This new werewolf is imprinting on Ara." Alice confirmed.
I stared in horror. Jacob imprinted on Renesmee…two destined souls. My…destined soul…was…was a werewolf.
Two destined souls, two destined enemies.
A pain that aches inside us to kill, to rip and shred at each other, just itching and a pain to rip. But I pain that I could learn to love. He was the thing that caused me pain, but the more I thought about it, I did love him.
I loved a werewolf. I didn't even know his name.
Dun dun dun....Ara realizes she loves this werewolf, and so does Kerrin. Haha, they shall meet again in the next chapter, please review and stuff!!!! Remember, even if you don't like something, it's always polite to review and give adequete (or nice) critisism.
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