Sorry bout my long absence-- I'm sure you all thought I would discontinue this. NO!!! I love this story with my whole soul-- I mean heart... *nervous giggle* any way, lol, in the authors note a while back, I mentioned writing a fanfic for "The Secret Life of the American Teenager". Yeah, about that... I decided not to. Sorry. I just think I'll wait until I can get done more of my current stories, and get my life together. So enjoy this! *POW!!!!*
Wanda POV:
I lived with me hosts parents, Katie and Michael. Now I live with three humans, though one was practically a soul. Ian was just so nice; it was hard to believe he was really human. It was plain that Jared was human-- just so violent, like I'd always believed humans were. Jamie was in between Ian and Jared. He was nice, but you could tell he had human violence. Melanie was just... Melanie. I'm sure her thoughts weren't as kind as she was, though. Whenever Jamie was tired, she would carry him. Whenever Jared was mad, she comforted him. And whenever I have no helpful information and Jared got upset, Melanie told me to think harder, but it was okay that I didn't know much. Although Mel had tolerance for a lot of things, there was one thing she had none for: Ian. I couldn't understand why, but his constant joking had her teeth grinding, and temper flaring. I though Ian's jokes were funny, unless they had something to do with us souls. Which was often, but not when I was around.
As we entered Arizona, near the place-- in the middle of the dessert-- Ian said we needed to leave the car, I spotted three shapes in the deserted distance. It looked like two wolves and a human, but I couldn't tell. I decided it was a mirage, and looked back at Ian, who was giving Jared directions into the place we were going.
Bella POV:
We were walking through the desert of Arizona. Jacob, Edward, and I. A lot had happened since the invasion. I'd gotten Edward and Jacob to get along, I'd become a hybrid, Edward had gotten a new ability, and we all found out that we aren't like other survivors.
Okay, first, I'd gotten Edward and Jacob to get along, by deciding that I didn't want to even know two guys that didn't like each other. They shaped up, and Jacob learned that, if he wanted to be around me, he needed to be nice to the vampire.
Second, I became a hybrid. Carlisle, Edwards' father for all intents and purposes, became fascinated with werewolf and vampire genes. He found, through his studies, that vampires and werewolves aren't easily compatible because they are too much alike. I began to wonder what it would be like to be a mix of wolf and vamp, at the same time Carlisle discovered he could splice genes and make them into a new gene. He wanted to mix the werewolf gene and vampire gene. I volunteered to be the "lab rat" and be genetically changed. So I was. Now, I'm basically an immortal werewolf. I can't do the whole vampire sparkle, which made me mad at first.
Third, Edward got a new ability. He is not able to change his appearance, as well as read minds. Now, he can appear human, and not sparkle!!! So he can, not only appear normal, but he can make it look like he's a parasite! So we are all awesome!
Fourth, and final, we aren't like other survivors. When the invasion first began, Edward knew. We were attending Dartmouth, and one of our friends, Tara, had been taken. When Edward noticed a huge change in her thoughts, he told me, and we left. Then we found Jacob. We'd been traveling for several weeks when we got back to Forks to warn our friends, but it was too late. Edward didn't notice the change in Angelas already pure thoughts when we got to her house, and we all went in. When Angela-- not our Angela, but the Angela that had been taken over by the parasites-- tried to put one of her into Jake, she couldn't. The soul was inserted, but it never took control. Edward and I had gotten out, swearing to come back for Jacob ASAP. But, then, we heard a crash. Jacob had thrown Angela across the room, into a table, and ran out. When he caught up with us, his neck was bleeding, but with no source. I'd gotten used to the werewolf healing, but hadn't gotten used to the silver worm thing, sticking out. If I hadn't been fearing for his life, I would have thought the silver soul sticking out of his skin was hilarious! Edward pointed it out before I could, and began using the knowledge he's gained while getting his medical degrees. He began a procedure to get the soul out, without harming Jacob. When it was done, we were on the move. We ran into the group of Seekers Angela had called. They tried to take us down, but Jake morphed and tore one of them up, while I tore up another, and Edward tore up the third. The fourth ran, but I could up with her. So yeah, apearenly the souls can't take control of Jacob. And Edward and I are like stone, so their medical... stuff can't break our skin.
As we walked through the Arizona desert, Jacob and I in our wolf forms, I suddenly felt guilty for leaving Angela. We could have helped her. She could be with us now. I whimpered, and my ears fell. Jacobs huge russet brown wolf head looked down at me curiosly. I shook my head. He didn't want to know.
When I said Jacob looked down at me, I meant it. I was half his size, like a normal wolf would be. My fur was pure white, but beginning to turn brown with desert dust. It was a time when I felt like being human, but didn't want to get a sun burn. Plus, my brown human hair would probably only make me hotter.
You're probably wondering why we're in the middle of the desert. Well, word had gotten around that, a few days before, a young host girl had gone missing. The souls name was Wanderer, and she was pretty famous. She had been in Arizona about a year before, where there had been a human attack. She'd been held hostage by a small group, and found a few days later, remembering nothing. Her host body had been physicaly undamaged, but it's mind had been in shock for several days, in which time she'd been held in a healing facility.
Now that she was missing again, we though that she might have given into her hosts emotions, had gone looking for the humans who were never found. We came to the Arizona desert to find those humans, and possibly help her-- though Jacob wasn't too exited to help a body-stealer after what happened to him in the beginning.
"I hear people," Edward said suddenly. I looked up at him questionaly. "There are people less than five miles away." He listened to the minds of someone, or somepeople, for a few seconds.
Jacob and I were aware of their locating before Edward. Someone tripped, and our heads whipped toward the noise. They weren't far. In fact, I could see their bodies in the not-so-far-off distance. There were five. One was shorter than the rest, and one slightly taller. The slightly taller one, was walking beside someone between the hight of him and the tallest, who was one their other side. One who was slightly shorter than the tallest, but taller than the one between him and the second shortest, was walking with the shortest member of the group.
We ran toward them, with me in the lead, and Edward behind me. They were human, without a doubt. The parasites didn't walk out this far into the desert. About half a mile away from them, I stopped, sneezed, and shook the desert dust off my fur. Jacob was shaking off as well. Both the boys turned away as I phased back into Bella Cullen, and pulled on a pair of blue plaid shorts, and a white tank-top with a build in bra. When I was done. I gave Edward a hug from behind.
"I'm desent," I told him.
He turned around in my arms and hugged me back. He was pretty warm. Warmer than he'd ever been in Forks, Washington. It was from walking in the sun for days.
I heard the sound of Jacob phasing behind me as I pecked Edwards lips lightly. There was no time for anything else. We had work to do.
We began walking back toward the strangers, Edwards arm around my waist, and Jacobs hand wrapped around mine, the way we always walked when we were all human-ish. As I walked, my foot kicked a stone, which echoed as it rolled. All five heads a few yards away snapped toward us, with expressions of fear.