I thought I should put something up. It's not as long as I'd like, I keep starting other stories and keep writing them instead, but I know if I put them up, that's probably all that'll go up. For instance, I have a Prince of Persia/Twilight crossover, 20,000 or so words, a Merlin/Twilight crossover, 4,000 or so words, and a re-write of Did You Know Harry Potter Had A Twin?, 13,000 or so words. And counting.
I'm sure he would have gotten around to saying something, but before that could happen, another one of the mini earthquakes went past.
By went past I mean the ground shook and reminded me of the Tremors films.
So, now seemed like a good time to follow it. As well as watch Tremors, but I could only follow it, so... By follow it, I mean follow the thing underneath the ground. There was only ever a wide and long stretch of ground shaking at one time, it wasn't as if I was attempting the impossible.
As I ran from the meadow, Edward seemed to come to his senses. I could hear him start running. He must have decided he imagined it though, because he was running in the direction of his house.
It stopped in the middle of a group of trees some where.
"This is just one of those times when a shovel would be really handy." I said to myself, staring at the ground. "Or not." I grinned as I saw the cave entrance right in front of me.
I was almost in it, when something started to come out of it.
It was long, white, and slimy. And yet, it somehow appeared to be made of stone.
It slithered out into the open, and just, lay there. I would say sunning itself, but it would really be more appropriate if I said clouding itself, because there was no sun. no rain, but no sun either.
This had me in a really good mood, something we've ever come across before!, so I started running back to the house. I wasn't sure which one I was headed for though. If only because I'm not sure what direction I'm running in.
One direction'll put me off a cliff, another'll put me in a river, another in Charlie's house, and the last one'll take me to the Cullen's house.
I was hoping for one of the latter two.
I got the cliff.
I saw a guy, jumping off the cliff. I was worried for the two minutes it took him to fall into the water, and to pop his head above the surface, grinning and shouting.
I want to jump off a cliff now.
But I should probably fund my brothers.
They don't even know I'm back yet.
During the entire of that inner argument, I had manoeuvred myself into the perfect position for a nice long run up.
Then I was caught. Big black guy, God I sound racist, caught me by the waist, hanging over the water.
So, I tried again.
"Almost didn't catch you that time." he attempted to laugh. "You know, suicide really isn't the way for a beautiful woman like you to go."
"I have a boyfriend." I felt compelled to tell him.
"All the better not to commit suicide." Another guy said, grinning widely as if he'd won the argument.
"I'll remember that if I ever feel the need to commit suicide, but for now, I haven't gone swimming in a while."
"There's a swimming pool in town."
"Ah, but do they have diving board?" I asked, "A few hundred feet above the water line."
"A few hundred feet, that's could be fatal."
"So you'll let your friend jump off the cliff, and not strange little Bella Winchester? Now that's just not fair."
"Who said I was a friend?" someone from behind me asked. Said person was dripping, although not with blood as is my usual experience, but with water. I was almost disappointed.
"You know it's bad when your disappointed at that." I told myself.
One of them, what are their names? opened his mouth, presumably to ask about what I said, when another spoke over him. Annoyingly, it wasn't to tell me his name.
"Did you say your name was Bella Winchester, as in Isabella Winchester?"
"That would be me." I would have asked who he was, but he seems to like speaking over others.
"You were kidnapped."
"Well now I'm not."
"Not to sound sexist or anything," another started. "But, how did you get away?"
"I dunno, but it might have something to do with this." I pulled out a gun, one of those tiny ones that no one really expects to be big enough to even hold a bullet.
They backed away, hands in the air.
"I'm not a cop." I said. "Or a criminal."
At least one of them stifled a snort.
"Okay, so the FBI kinda disagree on the criminal part." I admitted. "But I don't really know where I got this gun." probably, Liliths.
"The kidnapper's?" one suggested, putting his hands down as he finally got the message I wasn't going to shoot him.
"Well it sure as hell ain't mine." he looked relieved at that. Of course, I just had to ruin it. "I don't think I've even fired something this small."
I saw the looks on their faces. "Would it make you feel better if one of you guys took the gun?" I said, offering it up to whoever was willing to take it.
One of them did take it, albeit gingerly. I took that chance to finally jump off the cliff.
It was awesome!
When I got back to the top, grinning widely, though dripping, I took back the gun. "Thank you." then tossed it off the cliff.
"Do any of you know the way to the Cullens' house?"
"Yeah," one of them started, nervously.
I felt the need to tell him I had no more guns, and I did tell him.
"You do know..." he said, nervous again, after smiling at me too.
"That they're vampires?" I asked, smiling.
They smiled too. "So you've heard the stories. Do you believe them?"
"Yeah, I'm just not convinced 'vampire' is the right term for it." I shook my head. "they sparkle."
"Why do you want to find them, if you know what they are."
"Because I believe in judging a person by their actions, not their species." I said, then admitted that Edward was my boyfriend."
They shook their heads at me, but told me the way.
I must have been quieter than I thought walking up the driveway with the emerald husky, I had placed it beside a tree before the first run up, because no one noticed me.
When I looked in the window that was their wall, only Dean and Sam were in a position to see me.
They were barely containing grins as they listened to what I'm assuming was Edward, trying to convince them I was in fact, alive.
They almost started laughing when they saw me.
"Guysguysguys, ooh, could you hold this for me," I handed the emerald husky to Edward, who was just staring at me. "there's a big slimy worm shaped rock in the woods, come on!" I said quickly, feeling just a little hyperactive, and pulling Sam and Dean off the couch.
"I'm not running." he said determinedly.
"Fine." I groaned. "Emmett, can I borrow your jeep? You can come too."
"O-okay." he said slowly and nervously.
"Thanks." I grinned. I ran to the door, grabbing Emmett's keys from the table by the door and got in his jeep, waiting impatiently for my brothers to get in the car.
Dean was being especially annoying, making a large show of taking his time.
"Get in the damn car Dean!"
"That's definitely Bella." I could hear Emmett say ruefully from within the house.
"Then get your ass out here and in the damn car!" I shouted.
Edward came out instead.
"You'll do." I smiled as he got in the car beside me. "So, did I surprise you?"
"You certainly did." he frowned. "And I'm not sure I liked it."
"Why not?" I asked. "I came back didn't I?"
"Why did you have to leave?"
"That, is your fault." I turned in my seat to Dean. That made Sam nervous, since I was currently driving in the middle of the woods, where there was no road.
"How is it my fault!"
"Lisa and Ben died in a car accident."
"Oh." he said quietly. "Did they -?"
"Yep."
"Did you -?"
"The whole reason I left."
"Thanks."
"Don't worry about the torture though, they didn't even know it was happening."
"Iy?"
"I was surprised too. Oh, guess what."
"What?"
"The devil is my step-dad."
"What?" Edward Sam and Dean all said this.
"Turns out, Lilith and Lucifer have a thing for each other. They were acting surprisingly parent-y."
"That's just not right." Dean said.
"At least it makes sense to you." Edward muttered.
"Would you like us to explain it?" I asked.
"That would be nice." he said.
I shrugged. Then I asked my brothers if we were going to have to move.
"No, we just said you were kidnapped. Charlie's probably pretending to be really worried by the phone with Billy waiting for a ransom call." Dean said.
"Doesn't Billy know about the whole hunting, dying, mommy's evil thing?" I asked.
Edward muttered that it was a very long thing, while Dean waved me off.
"Thanks Sam." I said, avoiding crashing into a tree.
Dean threw up his hands in annoyance while Sam grinned smugly at him.
Edward laughed. "Your as bad as Alice."
"I like to think I'm better,"
"Jasper wouldn't agree with you."
"But do you?"
He nodded. "You three still confuse the shit out of me."
"Apparently you also swear more since we came along."
"I just loosened up a bit is all."
"Well you got nice and tense last week." Sam and Dean both muttered.
"It was all her fault. She died."
"Yeah, so Dean wouldn't commit suicide to get Lisa and Ben out of Hell! And don't even talk to me about the inevitable depression, I've seen what he's like just without Sammy." I said to the general population of the car. "Holy Fuck!" that was added when I almost crashed into Rocky, as I have named the slimy rock worm.
"Guys, meet Rocky." I said when we were out of the car.
"Do you have to name everything?" Sam asked.
"She never used to. Usually it was just SOB. Fucking SOB. You know, variations of SOB." Dean shrugged.
"And now we have Wendy and Rocky."
"Wendy?" Edward asked. I keep forgetting the Cullen's aren't in the loop.
"Unfortunately, Wendy is no longer with us."
"Unfortunately!" Dean and Sam scoffed.
"What happened to Wendy?" Edward asked. "What was Wendy?" ah, he's getting it now. he asks the right questions.
"Wendy was a Wendigo. Remember when I showed up by your car after school covered in goop?" he nodded. "Well, Wendy blew up."
He shivered.
"You look like Michael Jackson when you do that." Dean told him.
"You do." Sam and I agreed.
"At least I make sense."
"You sparkle." all of us said. "You make no sense."
He opened his mouth to say something, but then closed it again as he agreed. Or couldn't be bothered arguing. One of the two. Or both.
"Is it flammable?" Sam asked.
"Huh?" I turned to him.
After a minute or so, after working up the manliness to say it, he finally said, "Rocky."
"I dunno. why the heck should I know?"
"Because last time you died, you came back setting things on fire. Quite often." Dean said. He sounded peeved. I may, have accidentally, set his bed on fire once. When he was in it.
"I don't do it on purpose!" Edward looked like he was evaluating me. I gave him a funny look, then jumped as Rocky caught fire. "Totally on purpose!"
"Uh huh."
"Fine, I did it by accident. Happy?" I frowned at Dean and Sam. "So, who wants to see what's in the cave?"
"Depends. Is the cave going to shed any light?" Edward asked.
"It will if we bring light."
"You know that's not what I meant."
"I know. I'm just going to procrastinate." I grinned at him. "Anyway, it's not that interesting a story."
"Must be," Dean scoffed. "If people keep reading it."
"At least he stopped writing it." Sam said.
"Ermm..."
"No." my brothers said. "Don't."
"Okay, I won't say it. But he is."
"No!" they groaned.
"That reminds me," Sam said, now totally normal. "Becky called while you were dead." Edward very visibly winced.
"Ah. She wanted us to go to the convention didn't she?"
"Yep. And because you were dead, it's on in three days."
"Do we have to go?" I groaned. It was my turn.
"Yep. Guess why?" Dean forced a grin.
"Why?" I moaned into my hands. we were ignoring the burning rock beside us that Edward was slowly backing away from.
"Because it's in an asylum!" he cried.
"A haunted asylum." Sam clarified.
I groaned. Then yelped accidentally. Of course, they were facing me, not the cave.
"That is fucking creepy!" I cried.
Basically, a black shadow with red eyes had come out of the cave. And then I noticed it had white.
"Cerberus!" I groaned.
"What the hell are you three looking at?" Edward asked.
"My dog." I said. "How was Cerberus after I died?"
"Upset." Dean said after much consideration.
"Almost took my frickin' leg off." Sam muttered.
"Aw, did you miss me?" I said, crouching down to pet Cerberus. I ended up looking up and staring him in the muzzle. "You got big, too."
"He's a Hellhound." Dean said.
Sam finished for him. "Of course he got big."
"You guys aren't kidding, are you?" Edward sighed.
I smiled at him and hugged him. "Cerberus is here," I put my hand on his head. "If you want to pat him."
Edward relented, he wasn't really that unwilling I suppose. He gave a little start when his hand met resistance, and jumped at least a foot in the air when I'm assuming Cerberus decided he liked him and Edward saw him.
"That is a very large husky." he said after some deliberation.
"Hellhounds aren't often huskies, probably why he was kicked out of hell." I said by way of confusing explanation.
"Huskies, still scary."
"Yeah, but they have this annoying habit of caring." I said ruefully.
"I have it!" he announced,fingers snapping while he threw his hand in the air.
"Care to share the meaning of life the universe and everything?"
"Haha." he frowned at me. "I was trying to figure out what looked different about you."
This started an assessment from my brothers. They both groaned while Edward told me I looked older.
I however, grinned smugly at my brothers.
"Hey, maybe Lucifer'll be nice and you'll wake up tomorrow at your own ages." I grinned at them, realising I could grin down at them. "Then again..."
Sam's phone rang.
"What, oh yeah, we'll be there in ten minutes. You sure? OK then." he put the phone back in his pocket. "It was Jo, she's at the house. She says take your time."
I whooped. "Wait, why take our time?"
Dean just shrugged.
Then I grinned. Lisa and Ben must be there. Then my phone rang. "Seriously? First a tiny little gun and now my phone?" I answered it anyway.
"Say nothing."
"Nice to hear from you too Jo." I said into the phone. She'd already disconnected. "Don't ask." I said to them.
"OK." they shrugged. All of them.
"So, we going into the cave or what?" Dean asked.
"Tomorrow." I said, then cheerily walked back to Emmett's Jeep.
"Tomorrow?" my brothers questioned.
"You two can go now, but I'm going tomorrow. If there's anything else in there, we'll know about it. It can wait til tomorrow."
"So does this mean we can annoy the Sparklies?" Dean grinned from beside me.
"If you must."
"He must." Sam said from the back.
I turned to Sam and said, "I'll even look where I'm going this time." referring to my driving.
He looked like he was waiting for me to turn around and drive, but I drove in reverse instead. Very quickly.
"Who screamed?" I asked, actually meaning it. I will admit to blocking the Cullens door by stopping right in front of it, but I didn't touch it!
Although when I got out to check, it was pretty close...
"Hi," I said happily. "I would give you a hug or something," I told the people now trapped in the house, "But..."
Emmett then started to push his car away from the door. We all turned to look at him. He didn't even notice.
"You drive very well." Esme said, putting off the inevitable 'how the fucking hell are you alive?'
"Actually, I was testing the brakes." I admitted. "The good news is, they work!"
Emmett stopped shoving his car and turned to me and Esme, mouth wide open. "If I said that she'd kill me!" and Emmett just brought back the inevitable 'how the fucking hell are you alive?'
"Speaking of dead..." Jasper said from somewhere in the house. Emmett hadn't moved his car enough yet.
"I was quite happy avoiding that topic of conversation." Esme said quietly to herself.
Emmett had finally moved the car. Rose accused him of procrastinating, while I hugged Esme.
"If I said that, Esme would have killed me!" Emmett complained.
"Speaking of dieing..." Jasper said.
"I was perfectly happy not talking about that." Esme muttered.
"What's wrong with talking about me dieing?" I never saw the problem, as long as I came back that is.
"The 'dieing' and the 'you' parts." Edward chimed in.
"Oh come on, as you can see, it's not a permanent condition!" somehow, I was still hugging Esme, and arguing with Edward, who was standing behind Esme.
"You say that like it's a curable disease!"
"It may as well be." Dean muttered.
"And why is that?" Alice asked.
"Heaven doesn't want us and Hell's afraid we'll take over?" Sam suggested. Huh. I suppose that works.
"Ha ha. Very funny."
"It is, isn't it?" was Deans response.
"Seriously."
"honest!" I cried. "Heaven don't particularly like us, not to mention Cass is ignoring us, and Hell are actually afraid we'll take over, considering we did kind of torture and kill most of the demons down there..."
Esme held me at arms length after I said this. "They were doing it to me!"
"That's no excuse."
"Carlisle, help." I pleaded.
"Demons, Bella," he offered, his hands mimicking weighing scales. "Demons, Bella."
"I really hate to sound cynical," most of us were surprised at how sincere Rose sounded when she said that. "But are we really believing the angels and demons story?"
Dean groaned and hid his head in his hands.
I turned to him, eyes black, and asked, "Am I really that predictable?"
He peeked through his fingers at me, presumably to check if my eyes really were the black he thought they were, and confirmed. I stuck out my tongue at him.
"Dare I ask?" Edward ventured. All I did was turn to face him.
"There's something wrong with your girlfriend." Emmett whispered to him. He wasn't very good at whispering.
When I turned to face Carlisle, I found him really quite close to me, staring into my eyes as if trying to figure them out. I yelped and fell backwards. Edward caught me from behind and set me back upright. Carlisle looked suitably sheepish.
"Sorry." he said like a child who's been caught with his hands in the cookie jar.
"freaky." I said while my brothers laughed at me after sharing looks. "You can stare at my eyes, but from a distance." he nodded.
Just to see if he would actually keep his distance, I blinked. A normal thing to do, but when my eyes opened they were white. Carlisle's eyes bugged, and I blinked again, leaving them their normal colour, which Dean kept insisting wasn't normal at all. I looked at Carlisle with a raised eyebrow, but he just shook his head as if he thought he was just seeing things.
"I thought we weren't going to confuse the Cullen's to all buggery." Sam asked innocently.
"I blinked! That's it!" I cried.
"And it's confusing." Edward said. "they're green, then they're black, and then their white. And now they're green again."
Dean put the radio on, his favourite way of avoiding tension. Although, the last time Ellen was pissed, and 'she's cold as ice' came on. The Devils Rejects by Rob Zombie came on this time.
I almost burst out laughing, but as it was I was just grinning. Sam was laughing, and Dean had his heads in his hands.
"You are terrible with the radio Dean." Sam laughed.
All of us nodded in agreement. Then the Cullen's all turned to us expectantly at the same time.
"That's freaky." My brothers and I said.
Edward looked around confused at his family very quickly, and nodded in agreement. The others just shrugged.
"So, why are you freaky weird?" Alice asked in that cute little girl way she has when ever she really wants something.
"I am freaky weird, as you put it, because my mom was possessed by Lilith when I was conceived. I can't remember what the deal was, if any of us actually knew, but anyhow, the deal has to be sealed with a kiss, and dad was making a deal with Lilith, who happened to be possessing his wife at the time, and it just went further because at some point, he started thinking with his dick, and his dick forgot that it wasn't actually mom." I explained. "Get it so far?"
"Demons?" Carlisle asked.
"Yep, demons. And then, because the angels are interfering little bastards, I had an angel bleeding into my mouth every month until I was five to...neutralise the effects of having a demon for a mother. Cass is actually pretty cool though. Pretty much the only decent angel I know." I said. Dean and Sam nodded in agreement. Though we haven't really seen much of him since the Apocalypse.
"Where is Cass anyway?" Sam asked me.
"Why the Hell are you asking me?"
"Because you and Cass..."
"Yes, Cass bled into my mouth. Yes, he is my friend. No, I do not know where he is."
Rose got our attention again by whistling loudly.
"Right. Sorry." I said. "I'm gonna go upstairs. Back soon." I promised, going upstairs.
When I got upstairs, leaving Dean and Sam to explain about the Supernatural, the series or the beings I don't really mind which, I spun around a bit. Just my way of figuring out which room was Emmett's. Then I stole one of his jumpers, because I was still pretty damp after my dive. I stole Emmett's jumper, because quite frankly, if I took someone else's, it would fit too well, and jumpers are only really cosy if they're at least a size too big.
"Hows it going?" I asked, hugging myself in Emmett's dark green jumper.
"You fight them?" Esme asked, incredulous. This was at the same time as Emmett exclaimed, "HEY! THAT'S MY JUMPER!"
"We were just about to begin on the Apocalypse." Dean said, grinning.
Edward, who had been facing me a minute before, snapped back to face Dean. "Apocalypse!"
"You know, End of Days?" he grinned in response.
"don't look at Dean like that!" I pleaded, sitting beside Edward and leaning into him, kicking off the trident heels. "Apocalypse, totally averted."
"well that makes it so much better, doesn't it?" he muttered.
"Yeah actually, it does."
"We don't actually need to explain much about the Apocalypse. Lilith killed herself to let Lucifer out of Hell, which we tried and failed to stop." Sam looked down when he said that. "and then we put Lucifer back in the cage."
"Who apparently resurrected Lilith and shacked her up." Dean added.
"And not to mention we put you in the cage to get Lucifer in." I added. I saw the looks the Cullen's were starting to give him, so I added, "He's obviously not any more. Lucifer still is, but not Sammy." Then I shuddered.
Edward started to rub his hand up and down my arm, attempting to heat me up with friction. Dean and Sam gave me looks that caused me to say "NO! I don't know what you want, but no!"
They started to look very innocent and affronted. I turned the radio on again so I didn't have to look at them. I may just burst out laughing. They're terrible at innocent.
'The Devil is a loser and he's ma bitch!' or rubbish. One of the two. Somehow, I'm pretty sure it's the first one.
"See, it's not just me!" Dean declared to anyone who was listening. Which wasn't really a lot of people.
i just nodded amiably at him, bobbing my head to the music. I like Lordi. "So, what did you want explained?"
"Ermm," Edward rubbed the back of his neck.
"There really isn't anything to explain." I assured him.
"I guess." he grudgingly agreed. "But still, the Apocalypse."
"Four Horsemen and everything." I grinned. "death wasn't really all that bad though. Just, really creepy."
He raised an eyebrow at me as if to say 'death isn't all that bad' sarcastically.
"You're talking to the woman who's mother is probably fucking the devil as we speak." I said. "And I think this is Lucifer's top hat."
Dean turned his head slowly to look at me askance. "I just say that because it was in a wardrobe with guys clothes. Which happened to be very near Liliths." I shrugged. "It's a comfy hat." the shoes however had been kicked off a while ago to be picked up by an awed Alice. "Hell is weird."
"What was it like in Hell?" Edward asked idly.
"The first time or the second time?" I asked dryly. "Because the first time was just painful, the second was painful and weird."
"I thought you said they acting parenty?" Dean asked, alert.
"I don't take that long to get changed, and I only spent a week explaining stuff to Lisa and Ben. Ben is now of the opinion we're some form of superhero's."
"What about the rest of the time?" Sam asked, worried too.
"She was only dead a week." Jasper said, confused. "God I make it sound so normal."
"A week topside is a month in hell. When we died to save that lump," Dean said, pointing over at Sam. I gave him a look that said, 'you know he loves you really'. It was a habit from when Sam actually got offended, you know, before he realised it was his form of endearment. "we were dead four months. It was forty years in Hell."
"What happened in the other three weeks Bella?" Edward asked, the epitome of worried.
"It's only demons and Lucifer that can't get out the cage. That makes the demons angry." I said. Dean and Sam had that 'oh no' look. "What do you think they did to one of the people that stuck Lucifer in the cage?"
Seeing no specific answers from me, the Cullen's turned to face my brothers. "Torture."
"Fifty times worse that the first time." I mumbled into the beer I had stolen from the fridge.
"it could get worse?" Dean asked, surprised as well as his usual 'what did you get yourself into?' I looked at him. That told him all he needed.
Edward didn't let go of me for a while.
"There are two things you can do to make me feel better." I told my brothers. "Find my dog tags and a hunt."
Sam took my dog tags from his pocket. Dean asked what he was supposed to tell everyone when they left. Normally he wouldn't worry about that, but we want to come back. Even if Forks is wet and tiny.
"Just say you got tired of sitting round waiting for a ransom call and went to find me. We can come back, say everything's sorted, you can say you fought of five guys who kidnapped me to make yourself seem impressive..."
"As long as you come back in one piece." Edward said to me.
"No attempts to stop me?" I queried.
"It wouldn't work." he shrugged. "And if you want to go on a hunt, now is probably the best time to do it."
Then someone knocked the door. And by the sounds of it, if it didn't get answered soon, it was getting kicked down. I only know this because it's Jo knocking the door. Sam obviously knows this too, because he opened it and pulled Jo forcefully into a hug.
"Nice to see you too Sam." she said in that way of hers that generally means 'love you, just let the fuck go of me.'
Lisa and Ben were there too, Lisa and Dean embracing, and I said hi to Ben.
"Guys," I said. "meet Jo Lisa and Ben, Jo Lisa and Ben, meet Guys." all three of them looked at me. I quickly said all of the Cullen's names while pointing to each.
The three of us, Sam Dean and I, were in the Impala, ACDC playing loudly. Jo had stayed behind knowing I would want some time with just my brothers on a hunt, like old times. Well, recent times, but...I promised her she could come next time. And Dean had been forced to bring Ben on a hunt for his eighteenth. Until then, Sam will end up telling him about the supernatural, whether he means to or not, and I'll be teaching Lisa and Ben to shoot so they can protect themselves.
But now, there are six missing girls in some town somewhere.
"Another girl's just been declared missing." Sam said from behind his laptop in the backseat. I was impatient, he's doing his research on the road.
"Woa." all of said when we entered her room.
"I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say she's a Twilight fan." Dean said.
I nodded, just a bit freaked out. There was Twilight posters, pillows, books, and when Sam found her laptop, it was even still open to this Twilight fan dating site thing.
"Was she meeting up with anyone?" Dean asked him.
La Push
"We need to keep an eye on her." Sam told his pack. "there's something..."
"Strange?" Jared suggested.
"Wrong?" Paul said.
"Weird?"
"Not right?"
"Odd?"
"Shut up." Sam told his pack. He was trying to be serious. "Jared, -"
"Man the computer, I know." Jared was the technological genius of the pack. He googled her first, then he started some more serious, more illegal, digging. "err, guys..."
BPOV again.
"So the Black Rose, huh?" I said. "This Black Rose perhaps?" I turned my laptop to show them the website for the Black Rose. It was a club for the goth/emo/vampire fanatics.
"That'll be fun. Trying not to stick out like sore thumbs." Sam murmured to himself. When he looked back up, I was in the bathroom.
When I came back out, I had all of my many ear piercings in, my tongue stud and my belly button stud in, even the two hoops I got when I was really drunk once near the corners of my bottom lip. Since it was in the vampire fang style, I figured they wouldn't look out of place. I also had my green streaks dyed red, my new rocks, my leather trousers, and a red corset with a flowing almost dress like part at the bottom I had gotten as a treat for myself. Courtesy of 'Anna McKintyre' one of my many fake identities.
The tops of my angel wings tattoo I had covering pretty much all of my back could be seen, as could the crescent moon curving round me belly button, and the evil red rose on my left shoulder. I had two more tattoos, a dragon, snaking it's way up my leg, to rest it's head in the small of my back, above the words live free, die hard, and take 'em down with you.
My brothers had done the best they could with what they had, looking like business men, after they've been in a fight. A fight that they'd won, but dishevelled none the less.
"All you need is for your eyes to go red like a frickin crossroads demon." Dean muttered.
"I could try." I shrugged.
"Are you going to?"
I grinned, "Why not?" and by the looks on their faces, it worked.
"Your eyes are going to end up going every colour of the rainbow." Sam muttered. "Next it'll be yellow." all three of us shivered at that.
Forks
Alice screamed. Jo Lisa and Ben were the only ones confused.
Edward explained for them that Alice did this when the future really annoyed her. Now it was really bad. It was gone. for all of them in the house.
The question all of them wanted the answer to 'why?' was answered by the arrival of the La Push wolves. Jo refrained herself from informing them that they weren't werewolves. It was a full moon that night, and they hadn't changed. They were just shape-shifters that had a limited shifting ability. Limited only to wolves, so very limited.
"What are you doing here?" Carlisle asked as politely as he could, annoyed as he was at their interruption. All that would come out of it would be shouting, Alice annoyed over her temprary lack of foresight, and the house would stink for days. That was all that every came out of these visits.
"It's about Isabella Winchester." Sam said.
BPOV
"You two still stick out like sore thumbs." I grinned to my brothers. I was fine. If anything, in this club I'm under-dressed.
"How much do sore thumbs really stick out anyway?" Dean grumbled. To make him feel better, I got him a drink. Sam wouldn't want anything, he never does when we're in the middle of the actual hunt. I asked anyway. You never know.
"Anybody here could be a vampire." Sam said, looking around him.
"That's usually the case. But usually the humans aren't wearing fangs." I muttered.
Forks
"Making yourselves right at home aren't you." Rose muttered, hostile.
"It's a laptop!" Jared protested.
"And a power cable and you've got yourself hooked up to the landline, and that wire can't be for anything legal."
"It's not." he shrugged in return. "That's to make it easier to piggy-back on security camera feed's."
"And what does this have to do with Bella and her brothers?" Carlisle asked him.
"Give me a second." When he was finished, he had it set up so that he could show them what had originally made him suspicious, but then he found where they were. "What the fuck?"
BPOV.
"Where the hell did Dean go?" I asked Sam. He shrugged, then we heard a crash worthy of Dean
It was Dean, being thrown against a dumpster by a thickset, homo-esque vampire. Sam was running to help Dean, and I was too, I just got attacked.
"Fuck!" I cried as a stupid vampire grabbed my arm, nails raking down it.
Forks
Edward didn't want to watch. He wanted to know why they were making him watch his love fight for her life against some, thing, presumably the thing she was hunting. He knew she would win, he had faith in her abilities, and he didn't want to think what would happen if she lost... He just didn't want to watch.
He did anyway. He knew it was happening, just not why he was being shown.
The screen was split, on one, Lisa's eyes were stuck, the one with Dean being slammed to a dumpster. Jo watched it too, pleased that Sam appeared to be gaining the upper hand, worried when she saw the attacker bite his own wrist. Edward saw on the other screen, the one showing Bella, her attacker do the same. On both screens the attackers smothered Bella and Dean with their bleeding wrists. Then they just ran, Sam going after them until called back by a distraught sounding Bella.
They sat by the dumpster for a while, seemingly certain they wouldn't come back for a while Dean and Bella's mouth's were smeared with blood.
BPOV
I lay back on Sam's motel bed, trying to block out the noise. My hearing had been good before, freakishly by Deans standards, but now... And before I couldn't hear peoples fucking pulses!
The clock was also annoying, and Dean certainly thought so because he ripped it from the wall in frustration.
Sam was flipping furiously through dad's journal, looking for anything that said what could be done for someone who was turned. Apart from kill them.
"I don't see what the problem is," Dean saying to Sam. "You kill us, and we come back because Lucifer doesn't like us in Hell."
"Lucifer may not like us in Hell, but Crowley'll welcome us with open arms, torture tools in each hand!" I hissed. "there's no gaurantee we could get back out. And anyway, who's to say we'd even go to Hell, or Heaven. Have you ever seen a vampire in Hell? Or perhaps in Heaven?"
"It's not easy to find anyone in Heaven" Dean muttered.
"My point is, we are now vampires, we are now very likely to kill someone, and we have no idea what even happens to vampires when they die."
"There's got to be something in here..." Sam was muttering to himself, still flicking furiously through the pages.
forks
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Paul was saying. "They don't look anything like vampires."
Jo once again held her tongue. She Lisa and Ben knew what was going on, and so were the most relieved when Sam found what he was looking for.
"...the only really hard bit to get is the blood of the vampire that turned you" the pack were thinking 'doesn't it take three days to turn?' Everyone else actually knew what was going on. It seemed backwards.
"we can do that." Dean and Bella said. With their haunted looks, it was just scary. Especially when they pulled out evil looking blades. They weren't red, but they looked like they should be. Or perhaps it was the red tint of blood that they couldn't clean off the handles. Then Dean announced he knew exactly wherre they were. Bella said nothing, but she probably knew too.
"So you wanted to show us your spying skills?" Rose said. "Well done, you pass with flying colours." she sneered.
As a distraction, Edward turned on the radio. 'she's cold as ice!' This caused Jo to laugh, remembering when she had gone on a hunt with them, then her mom had found out...
Everyone else turned to look at her. Lisa was hugging Ben, as much for her own comfort as for his. Dean's choices had become either be a vampire, in danger every second of killing someone, and unable to be with her, or die, with the possibility of not coming back. No he had to go into a vampires nest. It made her feel a little better that Bella would be going with him. Even if she was just as bad as Dean for risks.
The opposite comforted Edward. Even if Dean wasn't the most responsible person in the world...
"What did you want to show us?" Esme asked, as kindly as she could with her worry. The extent of her understanding was that there was a possibility Bella and Dean weren't coming back.
Jared whirled into motion. If only because he was in a spinny chair. "It wasn't that, I just want to keep an eye on them."
He brought up more footage, from earlier. Bella was just getting out of the bathroom. The Cullen's were surprised at the tattoo's. When Edward showed no sign of surprise, Alice turned to him. He just shrugged. He knew about the rose, but he hadn't seen the others.
Jared didn't care about the tattoos, he zoomed in on the eyes instead. There was no sound with this clip, if only because it was being drowned out by Tribes by Terebelam. She blinked, and when they opened they went red. No one, apart from the pack, were in the slightest surprised. Black like demons, white like Liliths, why not red like a crossroads demon?
"That's it?" Jo asked dryly. "There's red eye on a cheap security camera in what is probably the cheapest motel in whatever town those three are in?"
"Red eye does not look like that." Jared asserted. "And that's not all."
He then brought up the FBI web page. There was a link in their most wanted for a completely different website specially for the Winchesters.
"That is a very long list." even Jo was surprised at the length. Not the contents though. All of those could be explained through hunting. Even the bank theft.
Embry felt the need to go through the entire list. "...Grave desecration, credit card fraud, murder, assault, weapons trafficking," That one was probably just because of the guns in the boot.
"We can read you know." Edward snapped.
Jared went back to searching through security feeds to find Bella and Dean. He found them in an alley, outside what might once have been a beautiful building, now it was just, abandoned.
Or not. Someone opened the door, presumably a vampire. Presumably, all of the people in there were vampires, Jo thought. Even Bella and Dean.
"You must be the new guys." he grinned at them. Simply to be annoying, since almost all of them knew it never annoyed her, Bella said, "Excuse me? Do I look like a guy to you?"
"No you most certainly do not." the other guy grinned. Edward = not happy.
The three stopped at what seemed to be a fridge, but they couldn't see what was in it.
"we don't kill people," he was saying.
"the guy that was driving the van with the blood begs to differ." Dean said.
"We try. You must be hungry." he said, offering them what they saw to be bags of blood.
To avoid drinking the blood, they hoped anyway, Bella said, "nah, we killed so many people on the way over here..." she looked downright evil. Hot, but evil too.
"she is way too good at that." Jo muttered.
BPOV
"...You must be hungry." he said. I don't know his name. I don't want to know, because there's every chance we'll end up killing him.
"Nah," I grinned, probably looking every bit the scary hot vampire chic. "we killed so many people on the way over here..."
"What was it like?"
"Maybe we'll tell you sometime." Dean said.
"Maybe I could show you." I love seeing that look on guys faces! I almost laughed. I let him pass me, and grinned at the look Dean gave me.
"what I can't believe is that actually turned him on. I offered a front row seat to murder!" I whispered to Dean. No one else heard.
"Depends who's doing the murdering." he whispered back.
I gave him that one.
We came to a room, the walls had cages set into them, in each one there was a woman, drinking from tubes with blood running through them. I ignored it as best I could.
There was a desk with a computer, the most recent missing girl behind it. The guy who turned Dean was there, obviously in charge. The SOB who turned me was standing by the desk.I don't particularly want to think about this next bit. I didn't mind so much the part where he's got a recruiting scheme, or even that he's getting orders from some higher up, presumably the Alpha, the first, vampire. The Alpha's have been getting more, involved of late.
No, what disturbed me was the homo-esque vampire, making moves on Dean. I saw Dean's hand go for his pocket as he attempted to make like a gay person and go for a 'private tour', for the syringe of dead man's blood. I distracted the other one, the girl having been sent to a cage. I have to tell you, that was not something that made me happy.
I was less happy when he offered me my pick of prison cell.
All of us heard it drop. A single drop of dead man's man blood from the syringe. That was all it took. Before we could start fighting properly, hell, before I could even take out the Claymore from it sheath down the inside of my right thigh! the girls in the cages started to pass out, I think everyone in the building passed out. Even me and Dean.
While I was passed out there were, images. There was a little girl in a blue dress, Playing in a garden by herself. Then there were two of them, both of them exactly the same, and then they grinned. They had vampire teeth. The image seemed to pan out very suddenly, and there was a black man in the frame.
He looked old, fatherly almost. He had his hand stretched out to them. Then it was me, I was the child in the blue dress, and he was stretching his hand out to me. 'you are my child' he seemed to say. 'come with me, and I will take care of you.'
'I can't.' I told him. This made me sad for some reason. 'I...I can't.' and I turned away.
Forks
They all passed out. Jared was looking all through the old building, they only even had security camera's because the vampires where living there, but now they were all passed out. Or dead.
Then he started to look for Sam. He couldn't find him.
The pack were the only ones who had no idea where he was. Everyone else suspected he in a cemetery or some place equally insecure, looking for the other things they would need to make them human again.
Jared finally gave up on Sam and went back to the old building. Bella and Dean were just waking up, and everyone else in the room had gone.
"Shit." they both said. The short swords came out, and Dean held the syringe full of the pack doesn't know what. Everyone else had a guess. That guess went something like 'dead man's blood'.
From the Packs point of view, it seemed like they had a syringe full of something and short swords, and looked scary as all shit. Especially when Bella's eyes went red again. Everyone else knew her eyes went different colours when she got in a really bad mood. As you may be able to tell, the Cullen's Jo Lisa and Ben had been having a very long talk. They were more willing to explain than the Winchesters.
From the Packs point of view, some poor soul peeked his head out a doorway to see what the hell was going on, and Bella, closest to that particular door, ruthlessly and needlessly chopped his fucking head off!
And that guys, and that guys, and they think that one was probably a girl. Dean was stabbing people with the syringe which they then thought was full of poison from the way they writhed. And screamed. They proabbly would have cursed too, if their heads hadn't been cut off.
Jared finally found Sam on one of the smaller screens surrounding the main one, showing the view of the street outside. He had a couple of jars, each one filled with a foul looking liquid. He went in, and found Bella and Dean, sitting beside each other in two chairs, both with a head underneath a foot and their hands and generally most of them covered in blood. None of it theirs. The claymore's had been cleaned and sheathed.
...Blood...from the heads...was put in the jars and Sam then gave them to Dean and Bella. "L'chiem." they toasted each other before grimacing and downing the foul liquid. about five seconds later, they started to throw up a dark, blue-ish, liquid. And then they screamed. Sam was sitting some way away, trying and failing to look calm. They looked utterly inhuman.
Then, they were perfectly normal. Blood soaked admittedly, but they looked, calm.
BPOV
"Help me up." I groaned. I had no idea who was where, but I was hoping someone could help me up. I finally opened my eyes, normal again, and saw Cass, smiling. "You find this amusing don't you?"
"A little bit." he admitted.
"Of course you do." I muttered. "Nice to finally see you."
"You might change your mind about that."
My brothers joined me again, Dean must have gotten cleaned up, and Sam held out a wet cloth to me. I took it gratefully. I really don't like being covered in blood.
"Why would we change our minds about that?" Sam asked him.
He then explained what he wanted to do.
"Let me get this straight, you want to check for our souls because nobody thought to mention that when you come back from Hell, there's a possibility of leaving your soul behind?" Dean was having trouble with it.
"And it will be painful." Cass added.
"Do you have a -" Cass held up a belt folded in half. "Thanks." I said. "Go ahead." I put the belt in my mouth.
He put his hand in, or through my stomach. It was...not comfy. I, kinda collapsed. To be fair, I have just in the last few hours been turned into a vampire, turned back into my normal freaky self, and had Cass check for my soul. So while Sam held me up until I could stand somewhat steadily on my feet, Dean had his soul checked. Then I held Dean up for a while so Sam could have his checked, and because we were both barely steady, we both held Sam up.
"What's the verdict, doctor?" Dean asked. He's fine.
"Well, you're souls are in tatters..." a while later, when he realised no one was laughing, he felt the need to clarify it was a joke. That may be, what, the second every joke I have heard him tell. Dean too by the looks of things.
We all looked at each other, and when we looked back at Cass, seconds later, he was gone.
"I'm actually getting used to it." Dean said, unbelieving.
"Come on, let's get a drink." I suggested.
"Well," he said. "I think we'll fit in nicely at the Black Rose now."
"It's the blood that does it." I agreed, grinning.
We helped each other walk back to the car. We got back to the motel, and I didn't really care that I was just going to get into a car, I got changed into my old pyjamas, the torn ripped and worn ones that Alice disapproves of.
We packed up and got into the car. Dean won't really feel completely better until he can drive his baby. I slept on Sam.
Forks
Jared had brought back up the FBI page, the one for the Winchesters, there was more detail than just 'murder'. There were details on the murders. Jo, if she had bothered to tell them, would have known why some of them had been killed. For instance, they'd said that guy was a shape-shifter, those two were killed by the shape-shifter, and so on.
The pack just saw a long list of innocent people.
When a car came up the drive, Jared had already brought up a lot of towns that wanted their ehads on a platter, but there were a few people, dubbed crazies by the pack, named them as saviours.
BPOV
Sam shook me awake.
"If we're not there yet..." I grumbled.
"We're there." Sam smiled. "Or, here I suppose."
"Woo woo." I attempted to cheer. This car has that effect. I swear it knows what I'm feeling, or what I want to feel. I want to sleep, it makes me feel sleep, it makes me feel awake if we're getting ready for a hunt, or we're on a hunt, and so on.
And the Impala's magic works again as I start to wake up. I ran as quickly as my bare feet would let me go. Actually, the problem would be going slowly. My feet are cold.
"Hi. You are very cold too." I said to Edward as I was wrapped around him. "can you stand near he fire?"
"Sure, but if I go up in flames I blame you." he laughed as he hugged me.
"Why do you have a fire if it could blow you up?"
"You're the one who sleeps with a ten inch bowie knife under their pillow and a grenade under the bed."
"Should've known Jo would tell you that." I muttered. "So you missed me that much?"
"Well..." Edward moved in such a way that I, finally, saw the bozo's from La Push that kept trying to stop me from diving off the cliff.
"Huh. When did you get here and why are you here?" I asked. Ben was grinning. Lisa and Dean as well as Sam and Jo were as well. "And while you're at it, why the hell have you been looking us up?"
I took that time to get off Edward, and looked through whoever's it was's laptop.
"Well I suppose this explains why you missed me so much." I turned the laptop so Dean and Sam could see. "Care to explain?"
"You killed a house full of innocent people!" one of them cried.
"I'll get to that later. Why were you stalking us?"
"I wasn't stalking!" another shouted. Must be his laptop.
"Answer the question." I said. "Prove you have a brain and answer the question."
"After the whole thing with the cliff and the gun..."
"You decided to look me up. On CCTV?"
"that was after we found the FBI page..."
"Uh huh." I threw the laptop to him. Or at him. Either way, I hit him. whoever 'him' is.
"You killed a house full of innocent people!" seriously? Did they not see the teeth?
"Yes, you've said that. Scram!" I shouted. "I've got a bigger gun this time." I pulled out my very favourite gun. And I unsheathed granddad's granddads claymore. Dean just had a normal claymore. I got the heirloom version 'cause out of the three of us, I'm the best swordsman. Or swordswoman.
They got the 'point taken' look and went.
"scary." Edward said from somewhere a little behind me.
"meh." I shrugged. I put my gun and the claymore in it's travelling sheath into my bag. "come on. You, me, upstairs." I said to Edward. To everyone else, I just said "Hibye."
I heard Dean say, "Typical." Before I closed the door to Edwards bedroom.
"Wanna see my tattoos?"