Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana but I do own Anna Santana. Not as good but I'll take what I can get.
Moonlit Rush
Chapter 4
Lilly was running full speed through the trees. She was still angry. Actually by now her anger had time to boil. A couple days had hardly passed but it was enough to push her past her limits. She was now furious. She couldn't help it. Her feral werewolf side was taking over. It was to the point where her human side was almost completely buried under. She wasn't exactly sure what she was doing. She was just responding on instinct. Lilly neared Miley's house and found what she was looking for. She almost immediately picked up on Jake's scent. A growl was emitted from her throat. He had been here, and from the strength of his scent, it wasn't too long ago.
Lilly took off towards Jake's house. She was a blur in the night. She stopped and dropped down from the high trees. If she kept up like this then someone would see her and she'd be in trouble. She needed to disguise herself quickly. She looked around to make sure no one would see and then she started transforming.
Lilly had transformed many times before but no matter what, she could never get used to the odd sensation of changing forms. Her whole body itched and burned all over as the fur started to come. Her skin felt like it was bursting off. Crunching sounded as her bones rearranged themselves into a more canine shape. Muscle started appearing all along her body. Her teeth hardened and stretched as her face extended into a snout. Lilly's irises were slowly tainted by a bright blood red color replacing the calm blue. There was an odd whine as she fell onto all fours. Her favorite part was last. With a schulp Lilly grew a furry tail.
She resembled an oversized dog. Lilly's senses were already above normal as a human but when she was transformed like this, it was like there was a refined edge to them. She was always amazed by the distinction. It was like sharpening a knife and not realizing how dull it was until it cut again. The moon beamed on Lilly's coal black fur as she put her nose back to Jake's trail.
She reached his house but noticed that his room light was off. It wasn't late enough to be sleeping yet. She sat still and listened hard. She couldn't hear his voice anywhere in the house. Actually, from the looks of it, no one was home. There was disappointment. Lilly was about to turn back when a breeze stirred the air. She picked up another fresh trail leading away from the house. it seemed to lead away from the surrounding houses and into the forest area.
Perfect
The trail strengthened rapidly as Lilly sped through the trees and wildlife. She was going to get her chance. She slowed slightly when she heard footsteps. There was a clearing up ahead. She was close enough to hear his heartbeat. He was just sitting there, looking up at the moon with a deep look on his face.
As if he had the brain power to think hard about anything
Lilly walked into the clearing. Jake immediately sprang up at the movement. He stared for a moment as Lilly continued to walk forward.
"It's just a dog," he sighed with relief.
It's just a dog my ass, Lilly thought.
"That's a pretty big dog. What're you doing out here boy?" he asked. Lilly let out a small growl. "Girl?" He tried. She yipped. He walked over to pet her. She tensed instantly. She didn't like him. She wanted to tear him apart.
Calm down Lilly.
Screw that. Remember what we found him for!, her animalistic side snarled.
He gave her a cautious pet, testing to see if she would attack. Lilly tried to fight the urge to bite him. Her human side was desperately trying to stay in control but that was like trying to win a tug-of-war game against 18 bodybuilders and the rope was slicked up on her end. It was hopeless, especially because her wolf side wasn't even trying to get control yet.
It's time to teach this boy not to mess with my girl.
She let him pet her twice before emitting a low growl from her chest. Jake stopped half-way through his motions. He slowly pulled his hand back then held both of them up.
"Easy girl, I'm not going to hurt you. See?"
No, but I'm going to hurt you, she thought viciously.
Lilly's hackles were raised and she slowly pulled back her lips to reveal the gleaming, razor sharp teeth behind them. Jake took a step back. Lilly threw her head back and howled. Truly, this wasn't Lilly anymore; It was the wolf. Jake looked frightened now. The wolf crouched low, ready to pounce. Jake knew this wasn't good. Obviously it was no good talking to the beast. Could he outrun it? All he had to do was run to his house. After all, it was the closest safe place near here. Even so, this dog had four legs and he only had two. A thunderous snarl ripped through the beast's chest. Jake turned and ran on instinct. Lilly took off like lightning. The chase was on.
Jake had taken off so suddenly that he didn't even realize that he was running the wrong way. Not good. He made a wide turn between two tall trees. He could hear the heavy thud of the wolf's paws on the forest floor. There was a steady growling coming from it, like the motor of a muscle car. Jake's feet pounded the ground as they rushed him towards safety.
He kept running until he realized something. He couldn't hear it anymore, the dog, it's growling, nothing. He slowed slightly. Pure silence. He breathed a sigh of relief. It probably had lost interest in him and gave up once he was out of it's territory. He couldn't believe that stroke of luck.
Still, it's probably best to get out of here, He thought to himself. He started towards home yet again. He hadn't taken more than three steps when he heard a rustling of leaves behind him. Oh no. He whirled around. A red pair of eyes watched him from the shrubbery.
I'm its prey, he thought, I'm its prey and it's the predator.
Jake heard thunder and suddenly the beast appeared on his chest. Jake crashed into the ground, losing his air in the process. His world burst into flame. Suddenly there was pain everywhere. Claws and teeth dug and tore viciously at his skin. His own blood ran free, almost as if it were eager to escape his body, to escape this murder. It was a bloody mess. And the noise. His loud pain-filled shrieks mixed with the vicious sounds of the beast as it unleashed itself upon him.
Fire. Claws. Teeth. Stop it please. Thick warm liquid everywhere. Pain. What was happening? Blood red eyes and black fur. Stop it. Stop it please! It hurts so much! Please stop it! Death would be better. Just kill me!
"Jacob! Jacob! Its no use. Hold him down while I give him the injection." Who was that? It didn't matter. His predator was here. He could feel it still clawing him, attacking.
"He's in shock, keeps shouting and shielding himself from something." This new voice was blurred.
"The drug should kick in about now." Everything was fading. Oh no, he was dying. That beast had killed him. He'd been hunted. The world disappeared.
Miley sat worrying in the waiting room. An unfathomable amount of time had passed since Jake had been found mauled in the small woods. Luckily someone living nearby had heard the cacophony and went out to investigate. Even more fortunate was the fact he had brought a rifle with him. He'd shot off a blast when he saw the enormous monster attacking him. The shot had apparently hit but had no effect. The animal merely looked up in the direction of the shot. Jake's savior said it seemed to hesitate before running off into the woods. He had wanted to hunt it down but he quickly forgot about that when he saw the severity of Jake's wounds.
Miley was paralyzed with anxiety. She had heard the description of Jake's wounds and nearly fainted. Half his face had been clawed off along with a good portion of the skin on his chest and arms. Some of the gashes were deep and bleeding profusely. The surgeons were in a time crunch to stem the bleeding. His were no ordinary wounds. No matter what they tried, they couldn't seem to stop it. The smaller, less serious cuts had been more or less closed off but the two most worrisome gashes kept bleeding. One ran from his forehead to alongside his ribs. The other went from his right shoulder to his left hip. This one started shallow but deepened significantly as it got to his core. The bone was visible at his hip. He certainly was in need of intensive care.
Jake's parents were the ones who called Miley, knowing that she would be worried. Miley had rushed over. She knew it'd be no use. This could take all night or perhaps even more. Still, she'd rather be here than at home. At least here she was somewhat closer to him. Miley had no recollection of falling asleep but she found herself waking up to a voice explaining that Jake was stable now. She forced her eyes to focus and her mind to pay closer attention. Relief swept through her. She saw the same feeling on the faces of Jake's parents as it flooded through them as well. Still, she reminded herself, just because he was stable that didn't exactly entail that he was going to pull through completely. He was only stable for now. As the doctor went on she thought of how those claw marks he was describing could open up again. He could start bleeding to death while the doctor was here explaining. Panic touched her briefly as she thought this. It quickly vanished when she realized that there had to be other doctors healing him.
"Miley, would you like a ride home?" Mrs. Ryan asked, pulling Miley out of her thoughts.
"Hmm? What do you mean," Miley questioned, "I'm staying here as long as you two are."
Jake's parents exchanged a glance. They didn't want her here? No, they were just concerned about what her dad would say. Miley's neck was stiff from sleeping in the chair.
"You should get some proper rest," Mr. Ryan suggested, mirroring her thoughts. A bed couldn't hurt...
But she wanted to stay. She wasn't even sure of the time but she knew that as couldn't fully rest until Jake was out of here and safe. If he was here, she was here. She was about to voice her opinion when her phone vibrated within her pocket. She reached for it and read the text message from Lilly.
Ready for school yet?
Was it really that early? Time had become a blur in these too-white walls that pressed in on all sides. She bit her lip. She was no where near ready for school but she couldn't just skip, could she? She'd have to talk to her dad first. That conversation went quickly once she called him. He simply asked if she wanted to go (which she didn't) then asked if Jake's parents would mind watching her for a bit (which they didn't). After that it was all settled. She was staying until he got out or they forced her out.
Jake was heavily drugged up. Anyone could have thought him dead if it weren't for the beeping of the heart monitor declaring otherwise. He was, mercifully, oblivious to the on goings around him, and also to the searing pain he would have been feeling if he were awake. However, just because his physical body was out of it that didn't mean that his mind was just as dead...
Jake was cornered. He didn't know where he was; It was pitch black all around him. There was only one small circle of dim light around him. He wasn't sure what was going on but he was terrified. His entire body was trembling and he broke out in a cold sweat. His pulse thudded in his ears so loudly that it nearly drowned out all other sound. Faintly, as if from far away, there was a small grumbling noise, like that of an idling car. The sound crept closer, getting louder as it came. It was fast approaching a roar. The noise vibrated through the floor and up Jake's body, straight to his chest where it seized his heart with terror. His eyes searched desperately for whatever was producing the noise. Blackness met him in all directions. The hammering of his heart was actually becoming painful. Hysteric whimpers escaped his throat as he caught a glimpse of blood red eyes. They stared at him maliciously before disappearing back into the dark.
The wolf. He had to get out of here. It was in here with him. It was going to kill him. He had to run. But where? If he left this circle of light he'd be running blindly, not being able to see if the wolf was around or not. However, if he stayed where he was then he was in perfect view of the beast, an easy target. He heard the sound of a heavy paw thudding on the ground. It was too close. He bolted. He didn't have time to think about his actions. He had to get away; he had to run. He ran blind, the only thing pushing him forward was his terror. He ran until his legs throbbed and his lungs screamed in protest. He kept running even when his throat was desiccated and the air he sucked in scraped his ragged throat. He started to slow. There was no sound of pursuit, only his feet slapping the ground beneath them.
He stumbled to a stop and listened. No sound of the beast. The surrounding area had lightened a bit but not much. Even so, the light didn't help. He was trapped in a huge room with concrete walls and floor. The room was completely bare. It was so huge that he still could not see the entire thing in the dim light. The only wall he could see was the one his back was now pressed against. The other three were swathed in darkness. It was hiding near one of these walls, watching him with amusement no doubt. It was laughing at his frailty, probably deciding how to kill him best. His blue eyes were filled with tears of horror. Strangled sobs escaped his throat. The trembling continued.
Then it happened. So fast he didn't even see it, the beast leaped out at him, claws first, and tore the skin of his chest. Four red lines appeared on his shirt, which ,oddly, had not been torn. He jerked the fabric out of the way and saw his blood seeping from the wounds. The giant wolf had slinked away, leaving bloody prints behind. Jake wanted to flee again but he had not more energy to. He stood helpless as he was stalked from the shadows. He heard its advance once again. He was preparing himself for death at any moment. It was sure to come. The malicious red eyes gleamed at him. A vicious growl tore through the air.
"What do you want?!" Jake screamed angrily at it.
He anger was marred by his terror. The eyes continued to glare at him.
"I've done nothing to you! Just leave me alone!" The eyes disappeared again. "Stop torturing me! Stop it! Please..." his voice faded as he was overcome by tears of terror. He was going to die here. He knew it. He just knew it.
When the eyes reappeared, they were closer than before. Close enough that he could see the profile of the body that went with them. He was riveted on his killer. He could see the thick muscles under the black fur. They were tensed to spring. He tried yelling out at it again, not knowing if it did any good but it was better than nothing. It launched itself towards him, claws extended and fangs ready. Half-way through the leap it changed shape. It became human, a female human with long, flowing blonde hair. Jake couldn't see her face before she slammed into him. Her nails dug into his shoulders painfully. Although, their bite was nothing compared to the claws that he had been prepared for.
An angry scream ripped out of the girl's throat. She took a step back and Jake was shocked to discover that it was Lilly. She was naked but the darkness seemed to hug her so that he saw nothing he shouldn't have. Her hair was much longer and ran past her waist. Her body looked much more toned, the muscles clearly defined. Her fingers were curved into claws that kept clenching and unclenching. Any relief Jake felt from seeing her was quickly dispelled as he stared into her crimson eyes. They were the same eyes of the beast. In fact, the expression Lilly wore was so murderous that she looked more animal than human. Her face held and unearthly rage. Even though Jake knew it was Lilly, he was terrified once again. The words he was about to speak caught in his throat. He didn't know what to say. Lilly, however, did.
"What do I want?" she repeated his earlier question. Her voice was an angry hiss. "What have you done to me? What haven't you done? What don't I want? I want the one thing that's been mine since we were both born. I want the one thing that you've stolen from me. I want her."
"Stolen?" Jake repeated, mystified. "Her? What are you talking about? I haven-"
Lilly blurred out of view. She was pressed against Jake in a second, pinning him to the wall. Her lips were at his ear. She uttered only one word.
"Miley."
Jake paused. Miley? Lilly wanted Miley? But that made no sense. Miley was his. She had chosen him. If she had belonged to Lilly then she would have chosen her. Lilly was confused, backwards. Regardless, there was no way he was giving up Miley. That wasn't something he was willing to give up to this girl. A fierce growl sounded in his ear.
"Wrong!" Lilly screamed, slamming him into the wall and cracking his head against it. She held him there with claws that had appeared on her hands. "Miley is mine. She always has been and always will be." Lilly's eyes glowed. "You will stay away from her. If you don't your life won't be enough to pay the price but seeing as that's all you'll have to give..." She let the sentence hang in the air.
Jake sucked in a sharp breath as she dragged a clawed finger down his torso. She watched with a satisfied expression as a crimson line followed the path of her claw. She enjoyed making him bleed. She enjoyed causing him pain. She was completely sadistic. Jake saw she was insane. He had to get out of here before she caused serious damage. One look in her eyes told him that she was capable of it. Her claws still dug into his shoulders but shallowly. He was sure he could break her hold and make a run for it. He was just about to when her heartless laugh stopped him.
"You're not going anywhere Jake. You've tried stealing what is rightfully mine. I can't let that go unpunished," she informed him as if it were obvious.
"Unpunished? My shirt's soaked in blood," Jake pointed out, "Isn't that punishment enough?"
Lilly's eyes blazed again. The heat of her rage was actually burning him. He cried out in pain. He yanked his shirt off, looking for the burn marks he felt on his skin but saw nothing.
"That's just the beginning Jake," she sneered. Her voice was dry ice, unbelievably cold yet it burned him. "Taking someone's mate is unforgivable. You have to be punished."
With that, Lilly transformed once again into the deadly wolf. Jake's life was over.
Once again, there was searing pain. His skin had seemed to have decided that it did not want to heal; Or, maybe, it was that his blood just didn't want to be imprisoned inside him. Perhaps his dream had been real. Whatever the reason, Jake's lacerations torn open, apparently on their own. A cacophony of high-pitched beeping, multiple voices, and screaming hit Jake's ears. As if the pain weren't enough. Doctors swirled about him trying to figure out what happened. Some tried to stem the bleeding; Others tried to either stop his screaming (if possible) or get his heart rate down. They had already been alerted when he was asleep but now that he was awake and bleeding it seemed to have sky rocketed.
While the doctors rushed, Jake was having an out-of-body experience. It was like he was floating above all the chaos, watching all that went on. He could see his wounds and profuse bleeding. He should have been concerned but for some reason he was not. To him, this was to be expected. He had been told he was going to die. He watched with indifference as the doctors tried to hopelessly revive a body that was already vacant. He watched that body try to fight to stay alive. In vain. It was all in vain. He didn't care to stay and watch a fight that was lost the moment he had left his house. The beeping was annoying him anyway. Oh sure, he minded that. He left, leaving his body for the doctors to toy with.
A/N: Now, I wanted to make this longer but I can't decide on what path to take. I can either kill Jake here, but I don't really want to go that way. I could also have Jake transferred to some hospital far away and have him exit the story there. Or, I can just accelerate the whole hospital thing and skip to when he's healed. What do you people think....if anyone is still reading this forgotten fic. Sorry about that. I'll try harder to write more.