Authors Notes: okay so some things to clear up, Antoinette isn't Bella so there you go, Bella was nearly perfect and really smart. Netta is pretty smart but the only vampires she has ever seen are the ones who drink blood, she doesn't know about vegetarian vampires, also she is being hunted by vampires so the fact the Cullens hiding out in a school wouldn't make sense to her.

Thought I'd point that out if it wasn't made clear for you guys, but this chapter should clear some stuff up at least. As much as I love Bella this story is about Netta not Bella. =]

Enjoy and review please

Chapter 5 'Well that's just fucked up!"

I wasn't worried when following Sam and Jacob into the room, if Sam tired anything stupid not only could I take him, I think, but Jacob could. Everything in the room buzzed in the silence as Sam let me think, giving me the moment I had requested. I could hear the boys on the other side of the door mucking around as if it was their on home. I mean if I had been out there I would have been joining in, I won't lie its pointless, but when we are here no-one seems to act under normal social conduct. Manners weren't important but we all respected and helped Emily, anything that woman said was law. She did feed us after all, I can't even remember the last time I heard someone ring their doorbell or knock on the door. None of us really did anymore since it was kind of like our unofficial headquarters, our own little base. We always ended up hanging out at Sam and Emily's when we were running around on the Rez. We were always almost here or at Jacobs in the garage. I could hear Emily fumbling around in the kitchen doing whatever; I gave a small smile at different memories of Emily in the kitchen., I doubted she ever left it when we were here. I glanced up quickly and found Sam giving me a questioning look.

"I'll be good in a minute," I said, knowing he was wondering what on earth was going on inside my head.

Jacob smiled brightly and nodded toward the back door. "Hurry up, Jared is about to fire up the barbecue and I am hungry."

I glared at Jacob quickly before staring on Sam. He was the straightforward type, so I decided to speak his language and just get right to the point.

"What's going on Sam, I know there is some big thing you're supposed to tell me, so what is it?" I pressed him for the information I needed.

"Antoinette you know of our legends, your Uncle tells me that you are just as well versed in them as we are, better than some," he glanced at Jacob, obviously irritated that I would even dare know more than one of his precious own.

"Yea, I guess so. I listen when you talk and I've read all of Matt's books but what has this got to do with anything?" I stumbled my way through the sentence the puzzle pieces falling into place. I knew what he was going to say. The cold ones, the wolves, the sprits.

"They're not just legends," Sam's tone was a weird one, he sounded proud and cautious at the same time "They are as real as you and your Uncle. As real as the Cullens.."

There it was again, he kept mentioning the Cullens, that's why I asked for a breather he had mentioned them then too I kind of freaked out and needed a break. So here he was again mentioning them, my head was still spinning with the revelation of Jaspers nightly activities, well at least I had concluded he was some kind of Vampire. He had their pale skin, he was pretty hot I guess, Edward was cold and I haven't seen them head out in the sun but why the hell would they hang out in a high school for fun?

No I had seen Vampires before, I had fought them before. They were impossibly fast, their eyes always crimson or black when they were hungry. I shivered at the memory, no the Cullens eyes were always gold. I had always kind of guessed they were something else, some form of witch or shape shifter. It would be stupid to say I wasn't suspicious, I mean I find Mike Newton suspicious and I've met flies who could inflict more damage but the Cullens were so civilised, distant yes but kind and amazing. Rosalie a totally bitch but Emmett and Edward's hearts were too pure to be tainted with the evil of a vampire. So I was lost,. I had concluded that they were supernatural and strange I just didn't know why or what they were. All I knew was there was more living in the supernatural world than I cared to think of. Jeez and I thought Vampires were bad enough.

"What do the Cullens have to do with anything?"I interjected.

"Antoinette are you saying you don't know about the Cullens?"

I nodded in reply, I guess I knew but I didn't know what it was that I knew, or had discovered earlier. Instead of talking to me Sam turned and whispered, what he thought was in silence, to Jacob.

"She hangs out with the bloodsuckers at school and she doesn't even recognise them? While we're out there trying to keep her safe, and you haven't once thought to tell her what they are?" His voice was laced with judgment.

"Sam I thought we weren't allowed to out them?" Jacob replied, not wanting to take his bait and get stuck justifying it.

"Jacob, since when have any of you listened to me in reference to her? I told you not to have her on the Rez but here she is, I told you she was dangerous once she told you about the Vampires after her, but yet her we are protecting her. I just presumed you would have found away around it by now." Sam raced through his words glancing at me continuously. I smiled slightly at the rule breaking done in order to hang out with me.

"Well we stuck to the rules on that one," Jacob wheezed out between laughing.

I tuned out as they continued to banter/argue back and forth. Sweet baby Jesus I couldn't even believe the thoughts I had racing back and forth in my head. I was honestly contemplating the existence of shape shifting werewolves here, was I honestly going to go as far as believing that my beautiful friends were werewolves? Matt said werewolves, the children of the moon, were violent and untameable they couldn't control their change and they were also swarm enemy of the Vampire. If the beautiful boy in front of me was a werewolf, if Jacob my Jacob was a wolf then Matt was wrong about the children of the moon. Fear and adrenaline fought for the control of my emotions as I remembered about them; the ones who chased me, the ones who wanted me as their own, the Vampires on my trail. If they were here and found out about my boys they would kill them, I knew this to be horrifyingly true.

The main part of Matt's research was about some Vampire clan who was large and in charge, so to speak, they were the royal family of the Vampires. Most of Matt's research in reference to them was so deadly secret he has never wrote any of it down, yea he has shared it with me using my mind as his own little back up safe encase he forgets anything but he knew the power that this clan and for some reason it petrified him. Matt always said that's why he agreed to flee across the different states and countries if he had too with me, to keep me safe from the Vampires. He said that if I was too become one of them he knew I would be special and finding and controlling things that are special are what that clan is all about. They crave power and have no respect for human life or life of any form for that matter. They are said to be very refined and dignified, just without emotions or morals. Matt says that this clan thrive off power and that if I was so important already to be hunted like this as a human then I am going to make one hell of a Vampire. My blood curdled at the mere thought and rage turned my blood to ice in my veins I would rather die than become inhabited by evil. I felt my body tremor in a rage, drinking in air to sooth my emotions; I turned my attention back to Sam and Jacob.

They were still talking quietly and Jacob seemed to still be laughing, Sam rolled his eyes and turned back to face me straight on. He met my steady gaze with ease, like he was daring me to challenge him or something.

"Antoinette, we don't want to scare you but you need to understand, we can't help you if you don't and if truth be told the way Paul tells us we could use your expertise as well." Sam smiled broadly at something, something I wasn't quite sure about.

"Sam, as much as it freaks me out to say this, I think I know what you're getting at here." I paused sucking in as much air as my lungs could hold. This needed to be said, all the cards needed to be out on the table. Sam as I pointed out before was a very straight forward guy, so taking his approach I decided to just plough through this next insane ramble I was about to embark on.

My eyes flickered to Jacob, then Sam, then down to my fidgeting hands. I muttered here goes nothing, silently under my breath before beginning.

"You, Jacob and the lord only knows how many others are the old wolf warriors and the Cullens are some kind of supernatural creature, and me? Well I am clearly fucked up in the head if you expect me to believe all of this, but then again I think Vampires are hunting my ass and I'm the next Buffy, so I'm honestly no better." I breathed a sigh of relieve as I knew everything was relatively over, for now.

"That..what?..em.." it made me smile a little to see the usually in control Sam lost for words.

"You know then?" Jacob eagerly asked.

"No, kind of… I guess, to be honest I just guessed where you were heading with this. I don't know anything." I stated roughly the unusual workings of my mind.

A silence fell over us as everyone seemed to digest the information I had just unloaded and also preparing for whatever Sam intended to do next, I had kind of stolen his explaining it all thunder. Sam coughed loudly causing me to jump in my chair, for the first time in a year something had made me jump and I found myself grinning like an idiot, maybe the hyper sensitivity had finally gone.

"Well, I don't really know what to do now." Sam flailed helplessly again. He glanced quickly at Jacob, who as more than ready to take over.

"Well Tone, we are Werewolves," He paused gesturing to himself and Sam. "And everyone out there is too, apart from Emily and Kim of course." He beamed as he continued to reveal his great secret to me and I found myself wrapped up in his infectious grin too.

"Hm, let me see. Vampires are the only thing we kill apart from that we are pretty decent just don't get us mad, you won't like it." I scoffed at his Hulk like quote but Jacob's slight glare told me he was serious. "We can hear each others thoughts when phased, we have to do as Sam says, it's an Alpha thing. What else?" he turned slightly to Sam and sensing a pause I jumped in, my own curiosity running wild.

"What about the Cullens Jake?"

"Oh yea, well they are the Vampires from our legends. You know the ones that are supposed to be harmless because they hunt animals and not humans. Sort of like vegetarians. We have an agreement of sorts that says they can't come on our land and we can't pick a fight on theirs. But the treaty isn't that important just now." Jacob waved it off and Sam shook slightly before regaining control, kind of like Paul does at times, a wolf thing perhaps?

"The treaty let them live here. It let them get close to her. It's the only thing keeping her safe in all of this mess. But at the same time it stops us from doing anything about protecting her in their territory. What do you mean it isn't important?"

"I think we need to stick to the Rez and what's going on right now rather than dragging up the past" he said, almost like he was the Alpha and not Sam. "Tone already knows all about the Cold ones, so seriously Sam chill we need to ---"

"I'm not arguing about this---"

"Sam seriously calm down, she already knows" Jacob's tone was so condescending it had me fighting off laughter. Sam huffed and he turned around, like he was a sulking toddler who wasn't getting his way and anything that Jacob said didn't matter.

"So you need my help eh?" I thought it was about time I cut to the chase again.

Sam laughed slightly, gave Jacob an extremely immature glare before starting again.

"Over the last week there has been a lot of Vampire activity near your house, we need you to confirm who it is. It may just be the Cullens getting curious about you but we aren't sure."

Shit, shit, shit! They are here I knew it, damm Forks. It will be safe, it's in the middle of no where, no-one will find you, stupid Gran and her logic. Now I am going to die in the most depressing place on earth, just fucking great. I knew I should have just ran to Alaska, its cold up there and only nut jobs with huskies and a bunch of oil hungry engineers live there. Fuck, fucking hell.

I realised Sam was watching me intently and Jacob was hovering ready to dash over to me at any second, I shook my head and dismissed my doom and gloom.

"Okay, what do you need?" I croaked out my throat thick with worry that was chocking my words.

"You don't have to do this you know?" Sam's question was meant to be rhetorical but the softness of his words spurred fire in my stomach, I would not be pitied. I got out of a worse mess than this and after all it could just be the bloody 'vegetarian' Vampire neighbours who hung out in high school for fun.

"I do need to do this. What do you need me to do?" my voice was hard and diamond like, kind of like the Vampire's skin.

"We need you to accompany the boys and just view the trials they have left and tell us what you think. Nothing more and nothing less is needed. You do only that, are we clear?" Sam was back to be serious and in control. I noticed the hard edge to his voice and overwhelming sense of power, I guessed this was alpha Sam. All I could do was nod in reply.

Two hours later after I had, yet again may I add, successfully schooled the boys in who can eat the most I found myself banished to my bedroom change. Man I reception I got after leaving that little room they were all so giddy it was unreal, had I not known better I would have sworn they were drunk they were that joyous. Everyone seemed to be on such a high sense my 'joining' off the pack. Colin and Brady now called me wolf girl, Quil sticking to Buffy, it was abundantly clear they had been listening in. But I didn't care, as now we were all a very strange little makeshift family who hunted Vampires.

After explaining my entire ass kicking gear was under my bed Sam reluctantly agreed to let me go to my house and change. Matt still blissfully unaware of the truth sat in the back garden of Emily's house getting fat by the warm fire the boys had set up. So climbing inside a lot of different cars I presumed me and the pack left. Now half the pack outside my house and the other half inside. Thankfully they had left me to change by myself. I grabbed the suitcase under my bed and yanked it open. The grin that filled my face rivalled Jacob's, ah Buffy eat you're heart out. Inside the suitcase sat several pairs of black jeans, form fitting black t-shirts, a bunch body guards I collected from a sports store, the kind skateboarders and football players where, shin guards, elbow pads, fancy amour to protect my arms etc. whoever designed this crap intended it stop little skaters from cutting their arms when the fell over or big stupid jocks form hurting their shoulders when they tackled, this high tech light weight armour so skilfully designed, it didn't make you look bulky and underneath a baggy sweatshirt it was undetectable.

I pulled off the clothes I was in and dumped them in the hamper. I shoved on a sports bra and donned the different bits of sports armour. Then I pulled my jeans over the top along with a long sleeved black top. I pulled my hair up into a ponytail, and grinned wickedly in the mirror. I had missed this. I ran my fingers delicately over my little black rucksack, fighting off the urge to squeal like a girl in delight. Okay yea I know I am a girl but I'm not that kind of girl. I may posses a girls body but seventy fiver percent of my mind is a guys. I dragged it out and shoved my hands inside pulling out different items. My solid mental knuckle dusters, blood capsules from a joke shop, some random stink bombs I had nicked off some kids at my old school, my silver knife that had been a family heir loom for opening letters and then my metal baseball bat that had been peaking out from the top like a proud sword. It was very bent and battered in places but it was the best weapon I had.

I grinned again at my little weapons, I know to some people they will seem insane but let me explain. Knuckle dusters do barely any damage but they help but more force behind your punch, this also buys you the precious seconds in which they are dazed to move, further away. The blood capsules well they just for fun, they just confuse the hell out of the leeches makes them think you are bleeding and well for some unknown reason they want me relatively alive. If it wasn't for their insane need to have me alive I would have been dead the first time they came after me. The stink bombs are my personal favourite out of my random junk I had collected, the bloodsuckers had a very sensitive heightened sense of smell and if you think stink bombs make humans gag imagine how bad it is for the leeches. The baseball bat much like the knuckle dusters is just to had force behind my hits and the knife is not for them but for me. If things start to look bad its there so I can cut my hand, leg anything really to produce some blood and either have them leap over and kill me or send them in such a frenzy it lets me run whilst they try not to kill me. To be honest I haven't really thought the last part through and I don't intended on it. They want me alive for now at least and that is my greatest weapon. Their desire to bring me to their masters alive is the one and only reason I can sort of fight them off.

Actually I wouldn't even really class it as fighting all I do is slow them down until I can make it to a public place or into some sunlight. Seen as we are in Forks the latter isn't an option unless I am running around outside the cloud bank. I shoved everything back inside my bag and headed downstairs to meet the guys. Everyone had now gathered in my kitchen, all shirtless yet again. I leant against the door frame and observed them; I preferred it to checking them out it made me seem less perverted.

"So this whole aversion to t-shirts, is that a wolf thing? You all allergic to cotton or something?" I teased.

"No, its just when we phase we sort of lose clothes, so it's easier to just carry sweatpants rather than a whole bloody catwalk outfit, okay?" Paul teased back. "Plus you enjoy it." He waggled his eyebrows at me before exiting out my back door. I rolled my eyes at his retreating form for what's most likely the millionth time since we became friends and moved further into my kitchen, my packed kitchen.

"Wow! Nice outfit but we are only going hiking and dude you wont need the bat." Jared exclaimed in a mock panic from my right, I beamed back at him flashing my one hundred watt smile.

"The outfit makes it easier for me to move in the dark and the bat is too keep you boys in line. How do I know what you will be like when you are all wolfed up?" I leant forward and smacked the back of Jared's hand knocking the apple he had in his hand up in the air, whilst my other hand swung forward and caught it. I leant back, extremely proud with myself and began to devour the apple.

"Show off." Jared grumbled, I stuck my tongue out at him and moaned in fake delight at the apple.

"Didn't you eat enough at Emily's?" Seth squeaked from my behind Jared, I shook my head in the universal sign for no as my mouth was too full to reply.

"She may be able to kick leech ass but the girls a pig." Quil murmured from behind me this time. Without even turning to look at him prior I turned and threw the apple with perfect aim, it hit him square in the face. Apple exploded throughout my kitchen.

"Bite me dog boy!" I shouted in triumph as Quil rubbed the sore spot on his face. The room filled with the usual barking laugher of the pack.

"Hey, that actually hurt!" Quil added sulkily from the floor as he wiped up the apple mess on the floor, knowing all to well I would kill him if he didn't.

"Time to go." Paul said as he re entered the kitchen dumping a carrier bag full of t-shirts on my table, the boys swarmed around them, even my boys headed over. My heart crashed to the floor I thought I was going to get to see them as wolves?

"Wait don't you need to phase or something?" I asked generally confused by the fact they all seemed to be pulling on t-shirts.

"Tone don't be stupid we can't go wolf with you here its too dangerous. You'll walk with Jacob and I. The rest will follow so to speak, apart from Colin, Brady and Embry who are going to patrol the area." Paul gestured for the rest to head outside.

I opened my mouth to protest but Jacob shoved me off the counter, then gripping my shoulders he lead me outside.

"Just so you know I am not happy about this, I personally thought I was going to get to see a werewolf up close and personal tonight." I admitted sounded truly put out.

"If we can help it that's something you will never have to see." Paul whispered through clenched teeth.

Silence fell over the three of us as we moved through the woods; one of the them would leave very so often running back with news from the others, the alternated who did it each time. Brady had been sent with Embry to track and watch over the freshest trail. I expected it to be a lot further away from my house but it wasn't, only about half a mile into the thick of the trees. As we walked into the area that Paul led us too, I noticed the boys stiffen and screw their face sup in disgust. It took me a littler longer to smell their scent but I soon enough caught it and was taken by surprise. I knew this heavenly scent. I couldn't describe the scent, words would not do it justice, the scent was entirely Edward I'd stake my life on it.

Shit! Edward. We were supposed to go on some kind of date tomorrow. Fuck, as much as the teenage girl side of me want to go and suck face with the vegetarian leech , I just cant. I groaned loudly and slammed my fist into a nearby tree; I continued this motioned until I heard the tree groan much like I had in protest. Why couldn't I ever just go for the normal human guys, my last relationship had ended up with me in this mess and the best friends I had picked out for myself have turned out to be freaking wolves. Can't a girl catch a break?

Two sets of warm hands fell upon me at that second. One covered my mouth signally for me to be silent, a vampire was near and it wasn't Edward.