"How did you know?" Jared shouted in shock.
"Maybe we should go inside." I said before walking past them and into the house with them following behind me.
"Hey Billy." I said as I jump on the couch.
"What are you doing here Bella?" Billy asked shocked as he watched the pack sit down facing me.
"It's story time for the pack." I said.
"How did you know?" Billy asked.
"Billy, what do you know of Hunters?" I answered his question with a question of my own.
"Not much, only that they are immortal, they can make weapons that can kill vampires, they look human, they all wear a Celtic cross necklace and have a tattoo of a cross with angel wings on their lower back. Why?" Billy asked.
I pulled out my necklace from under my t-shirt, and then stood up. I turned so my back was to them and pulled up the back of my t-shirt showing them my tattoo. I heard them gasp before I turned around and sat down.
"Since when have you been a Hunter Bella?" Billy asked.
"I became a Hunter when I was 18, 2000 years ago." I replied.
"But your Charlies daughter!" Billy said.
"Billy, Charlie isn't my father." I said.
"Then tell us your story Bells." Jake said looking at me.
"I lived 2000 years ago. My last name was Swan back then to. I was the oldest of 7 children. We wasn't rich but we wasn't poor either. Everything was fine till my Father got turned in to a vampire. I found he did when he came running home, as soon as I saw his red eyes I knew what he was. The vampire that turned him and had to stop my own Father from attacking me.
The vampire was called Aro. Aro didn't bother killing or turning me for knowing about them, back then everyone knew of vampires. While they heard stories of them. But they never seen a real vampire but I had. A Hunter came to kill me, and I was waiting. I knew someone was coming after me and I had a feeling it wasn't a vampire.
The Hunter was named Thomas and he gave me a choice, become a Hunter or die. I chose to be a Hunter. I wanted to be able to protect my family. So I went through the pain to become a Hunter. Thomas was impressed with me. It seemed like I was born to be a Hunter. I trained hard and soon became the best Hunter out there.
Whatever mission I had to do, I did it. I became a cold blooded killer. I felt no guilt when I had to kill, nor did I feel remorse, but that was what made me the best. I watched over my family as they grew up and got married then had children. I watched as each one grew old and died.
Charlie has some of one of my brothers blood in him. He is one of the last of my family, that is alive today. I am here because I wanted a holiday. I knew you was here as I was sent to watch over Sam when he first phased. I also knew the Cullens were here." I gave the basic knowledge of my story.
"Does Charlie know of what you are?" Jared asked.
"Yes, I was allowed to tell him, so I could be his daughter." I told him.
"Why did you come down now and not before if you knew what I was?" Jake asked.
"You needed time to phase and get used to it. I knew it would be easier for you so it would take as long to get back to normal." I explained to him.
"Why was it easier for him?" Paul asked.
"Because he has Aphla blood running through his veins. He is meant to be able to led his pack as soon as he phases." I told him.
"Why didn't Jake phase first?" Embry asked.
"He was not yet of age, but now younger teens will phase as there is vampires coming on your land." I said.
"How did you know?" Sam asked.
"A guess." I shrugged. "What do the vamps look like?"
"One is a red headed female and the other as dread locks and is male." Jared told me.
It looked Victoria and Laurent was after me. I wonder who would get them first. The pack or me?
"I know them, and I know what they are after." I said leaning back.
"What do they want?" Paul asked.
"Me." I said and then Jake began to shake.
"Why?" He growled.
"I got the red head's mate killed." I explained.
"How?" Embry asked.
So I told them. I told them of my time with the Cullens. I told them what happened with James, I told them everything till when Edward left.
Luckily Jacob was able to stay calm enough so he wouldn't phase when he heard my story with the Cullens. By the end of it none of the wolf-boys were happy with the Cullens.