Chapter 7 – Worlds Collide:

Forks, WA:

Charlie was sitting in a crouched position, his fingers coated in what appeared to be Bella's blood. He couldn't be sure, but this was her turf, and the blood was still wet, with no other sign of an attack visible. Once he had convinced himself that he was sure, he made the announcement.

"Skip, send out an EPB. Isabella Marie Swan, Caucasian female, mid teens. Chestnut shoulder length hair, chocolate brown eyes, approximately 5'4. I need her brought in immediately."

"Anything you say, boss." Skip replied hesitantly. He processed it nonetheless, and once Charlie had finished examining the dank scene and gotten back in the squad car, they continued on their route.

Charlie felt guilt for the first time in years. Bella was always there. She was as dependable as Old Faithful and was more than able to defend herself if need be. It was a telling sign that the town was on its way out when Charlie felt guilt and remorse for a human life.

Charlie dropped Skip off at the precinct office and went out on his own to search for his daughter.

Bella woke to a bucket of water tossed roughly at her face. She sputtered for a moment, trying to make out her captors in the blackness that surrounded her. The longer she waited for her eyes to adjust, the more she realized that there was no adjusting to the dim light. Her captors didn't need light to see her, to interrogate her, to torture her.

Bogachiel Sewers, WA:

Jacob's pack mourned the loss of their brother silently. Leah's anguish was more evident than the others, as she had been the one to instruct him to attack from the south.

Now a gracefully brutal vampire had taken his life, his spirit, and forced him to drink of her. The half-life granted by this monster is a waste of existence. An empty shell that suppresses the soul and feeds off of rage. Off of blood.

The blond vampire lowered him to his feet. To Jacob's horror, he was able to stand already. He had heard of vampire transformations taking hours, nights even. The pain experienced is unbearable, even to a nonchalant bystander overseeing the event. Yet moments earlier she had ripped out his throat. He seemed to die painfully, but quickly. Jacob respected this death, this form of turning. It held a sense of mercy.

The horror spread to everyone's faces instantly as they gazed upon the creation of the vampire that stood in awe of her work.

Instead of a russet fur coat over a wolf-shaped creature; or the smooth, sallow skin and engorged forehead and brow of the undead; the being before them appeared as a hybrid of the two species.

Colin now stood 10 feet tall, towering over Jacob, his bare chiseled torso intact and rippling with the increased strength he had gained. His short hair had grown shaggy and long again, down to his shoulders. His arms were covered in an auburn coat of fur, ending at his knuckles. His nails had grown to resemble claws. Dark yellow in colour, they contrasted greatly with the pale white skin the rest of his hand had inherited. The claws were unretractable, as they had been when Colin had resembled a wolf. The hair trailed back up the insides of his arms and over his shoulders, leaving only his face and neck bare and pale. Colin's dark yellow fangs protruded over his bottom lip, his forehead frozen in a mis-shapen angry mess of ridges and wrinkles. His eyes were a feral yellow, and now resembled cats eyes. The fur continued down his back and over his buttocks. The hair wrapped around his thighs and coated his legs in that same dry auburn colour. His groin was left bare.

Colin looked over his features admirably, finding the familiar and making himself familiar with the new. He noticed his bare groin and feigned embarrassment momentarily. His attitude gave Jacob hope.

"Hey, Col. Bet she didn't think her little experiment would backfire on her, did she? Why don't you give her a glimpse of pain, La Push style." He said, smiling wryly.

Colin's voice remained the same as it had, his size not changing the depth of his tone or adding any weariness. "Well, fearless leader, seeing as I'm not exactly your boy anymore, I don't think I should show my sire anything 'La Push style'."

The smirk on Jacob's face was wiped clean by this, and terror stretched itself across his face once more.

The small blond vampire stepped forward in an effort to reclaim the attention of her lost audience. "The one you call Colin was murdered tonight. May I introduce you to Sacious, the first in a rare breed of vampire that will be unleashed on the Earth like a plague, overthrowing the lingering sense of humanity that troubles this plane. I am his sire, Darla."

"Darla? Quite a precious name for a common leech." Jacob spat, his horror turning into anger. "Your monster here may be worth a fight, but I wouldn't waste the sweat that wouldn't be shed taking you out."

At this, Darla's face morphed into the visage of evil. "You dare insult me, you pathetic mutt. Sacious will have his time, tonight is mine." She growled menacingly. She began her approach on Jacob when she felt a large hand grab her shoulder firmly.

"Tonight is…yours?" Sacious asked coyly. "See, I feel quite hungry and I don't think our kind have had the pleasure drinking one of their kind yet." He explained to Darla, motioning at Edward.

Darla's lip curled in delight. "You're right dear. My, you learn fast," she said, circling him, taking in his majesty once again. "Such a delicious beast deserves a virgin meal. But don't take the mind reader. The Master warned me of him. I think you know your target Sacious."

Sacious turned to Emmett, licking his lips. "That bitch was wrong, it's not her night. It will never be her night." Darla, having overhead this insult, ran at him with a sharp iron barb in her right fist. Sacious heard her approach however, and delivered a reverse elbow to her face, sending her flying across the dungeon. He continued towards Emmett, who braced himself for impact, before Edward and Rosalie flew at him simultaneously, knocking him clear off his feet. Darla, took the opportunity to make a hasty exit, finally witnessing the birth of the true monster she had created that night. She smiled in wicked delight before disappearing down a tunnel to the west.

Edward dragged him by the hair to the side of the cavern and launched a flurry of punches to his mid-section, finishing with a right hook to his jaw. Sacious grunted and licked the blood off of his lips. Rosalie came at him again, but he was ready this time. As she flew for his jugular, he throttled hers instead, slamming her into the stone wall. He sunk his teeth into the left side of her neck, slamming her face into the stone to circulate the blood. Once done with her, he threw her to the wet floor. Edward rushed to Rosalie to assess the damage done to her face and neck. He had completely severed her cardoid artery and had burst sores over and over again on her face.

Emmett seethed and sprinted towards the beast in fury. His efforts resulted in Sacious flying half way across the dungeon before landing flat on his neck. He instantly returned to his feet, and turned to meet Emmett's fist crushing his groin. Sacious doubled over in pain and roared as Emmett gouged his eyes clean out. "Try seeing your target now, you blind fuck."

Edward, Jacob and Leah joined Emmett in his barrage of the monster, ripping at his limbs. They stared in horror as the severed limbs reformed, his eyes growing anew. Edward was unable to rip Sacious' head from his shoulders. Sacious succumbed to his rage, tearing at everyone and everything in sight. Carlisle motioned to Edward to retreat. Edward silently agreed, telepathically co-ordinating the escape plan with the rest of the team.

Once they were all safely clear of the hybrid beast, they made arrangements to have Rosalie hidden until her wounds had healed completely. Her face was a mess, blood and bone showing through black bruises. Her neck was missing a square inch of muscle and sinew. Her collarbone was fractured in five spots, and her right arm was broken severely. All she could do was wait for the advanced healing mechanisms to kick in.

Forks, WA:

Willow kept to herself for the rest of the trip, finding no comfort in the fact that they had just crossed county lines. They were officially here, Forks, ground zero. It seemed a fitting stage for the pending apocalypse. She watched as the rolling countryside seemed to morph into urban landscapes. Suburbia, slums, metropolis, red light district, more slums. A barren urban sprawl flourished in front of her very eyes. Her senses painted the picture her eyes concealed.

Demon bars, magic junkies, and faceless buildings with a deep seeded magical presence were revealed to her. They pulled through another suburban sector of the city and came to a stop outside an average house overlooking an entrance to the forest area that neighboured the city.

"This is our first stop, guys," Tagre announced apathetically. "The Swan residence."

The scoobs scoured the house with their eyes. Analysing the shape, looking for any signs of danger, and trying to discover the relevance of their first stop.

Acting as tour guide, Tagre gave them the raw data. "This is Bella and Charlie Swan's home. Charlie is a local dirty cop, and acts as his daughter's pimp."

Faith's eyes widened, while Buffy's narrowed in disgust.

Tagre continued. "In this role, he peddles his daughter to local vampires; my kind, that is; and allows them to bite her whilst they…violate her."

Buffy could taste bile making its way up her throat. She opened her door and leapt out, her hands and knees clawing at the spinning ground.

Faith verbalized everyone's thoughts with a simple line. "So, she gets paid to get sucked while she gets fucked?"

Tagre turned to Faith, "Not in such an eloquent matter, Faith."

"Eloquent, schmeloquent. This is my kind of town. Where can I get some tall frosty's?"

"Look on any corner, Faith," Willow grunted, her seething expression still aimed outside the van at the forest.

"Whaddya mean, Red?" Faith asked, looking Willow over again. That same shimmering aura encompassed her, and that meant one thing to Faith. She had to get some amber in her, and preferably a college boy to go with it. Her head would be a lot clearer the next morning.

"The only places that are open in this area of the city are bars. Everything else is shut, permanently." Willow said.

"Then it is as I feared," Tagre interjected. He opened the driver's side door and paced in front of the house. "The town is still experiencing a rapid decay. Commercially, morally, criminally and quite possibly supernaturally." He stopped and stared at the currently unoccupied home, not noticing the monster slowly approaching his right hand side.

"Oh, I don't think the entire supernatural community is experiencing decay." Sacious said, once again admiring his evolutionary growth. "In my case, it's quite the opposite." With that, Sacious swung a backhand into Tagre's jaw, sending him flying through the air, landing roughly on the Swan's front porch.

Faith wasted no time getting out of the van, running around the back to flank Buffy, who had barely overcome her weak stomach at the sight of Sacious.

They took fighting stances and approached Sacious cautiously. Faith took notice that the fledgling hybrid still hadn't found adequate clothing for his bottom half. She smiled wryly at the vamp-wolf's package before biting her lip and shooting him a seductive smile. He rolled his eyes as if to say, 'Yeah, like I'd want a human anyway.'

Whilst Faith had him distracted, Buffy charged him, delivering a roundhouse kick to his stomach. Sacious staggered, swinging a clumsy left hook at Buffy. Buffy grabbed his arm and twisted it at the wrist. Sacious growled in mere discomfort before flinging her through the air by the same hand.

He turned back to Faith and was shocked to see no-one there. He turned his nose to air for a moment before leaping twenty feet backwards, landing less than an inch from her neck. Faith used a sweep to bring him on his back before straddling his waist and launching a barrage of punches to his vampiric face. He seemed to take them in his stride, not letting an inch of pain cross his features. As she reached for her stake, he launched himself backwards, somersaulting in the air before landing perfectly. Faith on the other hand had landed in the Swan's neighbours driveway. The blow to her temple left her out cold.

Buffy had landed on top of the van. She shot her gaze to the Swan's porch, only to see that Tagre had disappeared. She descended from the roof and regrouped with Giles, who had been trying to identify exactly what Sacious was whilst he pummeled the vampire and his slayers.

Sacious took his assault to all fours then, moving at an incredible pace and hurtling towards Buffy.

Forks Outskirts:

Angel stayed silent in the car boot as Spike veered into another gas station. He could hear more noises now. He could faintly hear patrons in a nearby bar, and had noticed that traffic had increased exponentially. He waited for Spike to finish using the bowser and forced the boot open slightly. Instead of sunlight, neon signs plagued the streets. It was definitely night-time and Angel was almost certain that they were in Forks.

He closed the boot and kicked through the padded backseat. Within seconds he had climbed through and started the car. Thankfully Spike had left the keys in the car while he paid for his petrol. Angel ignored the sickening smell of cigarettes and the intoxicating smell of human blood, revving the engine and screeching out of the gas station.

Spike can walk to town from here. He thought, a smirk broadening his pale face.

Buffy braced herself for the imminent impact and was relieved to feel…nothing.

Willow had successfully performed an immobilizing charm, leaving Sacious in mid-flight a couple of feet away from the slayer.

Buffy left the van and ran towards the Swan's neighbours' house. She picked up Faith and cradled her in her arms. A scratch on her forehead hinted at concussion, the blood was almost dry. As she made her way back to the van, she saw a terrifying sight.

Several wolves had surrounded Oz, one of them changing to human form and shoving him into their car. The pack disbanded then, running headlong into the forest. The car did a u-turn, heading back into town before taking a sharp turn in the other direction.

Buffy ran to Willow, who was still focusing intently on keeping Sacious in place. Willow was all too aware of what had happened though, tears were streaming down her face as she tried not to break.

Buffy threw Faith into the van, motioning for Giles to take the wheel. Once Giles had started the car, Buffy dragged Willow into the backseat, holding her while Willow finally broke down, sobbing uncontrollably against Buffy's shoulder.

Giles sped off in the direction of the abductors, trying futilely to cut down the distance between them.

A/N – Ominous chords ahoy. I have finally found my ending, and I guess that means one thing now, faster updates. I won't rush it though. So much is still happening at once, and not everyone is in Forks yet. Now, summary time. Darla!! No early season Buffy story is complete without an appearance by either Darla, Luke or the Master in my opinion. On that note, no Twilight story is complete without some male eye candy. NOT MY PREFERENCE, but I'm not the one reviewing this story, so yes. Oh, and I'm talking about Edward/Jacob when I refer to male eye candy, not Sacious, heh.

Sacious is awesome. Needless to say, when two worlds collide, different species are sure to collide as well. The result, uber tough, vamp-wolf Sacious. Expect to see a lot more of him in the next couple of chaps. He is pivotal to almost everyone's arc. Also, for the Linpuy and Tzirkos hangers (I am aware that = 0 of you, but still), expect to see a cameo soon. I love Linpuy, he's my fave creation. For those who do not know of Linpuy, read Black Magic Woman, it is complete and such now.

Tagre leads the Scoobs into town, cops a fair hit to the chin and then proceeds to bugger off…who's really surprised there. He is after all, Twilight's 'Angel' in my opinion.

Faith is in the mood, yes, I'm that dorky guy that had a mad thing for Faith and saw Bring It On for exactly that reason…what of it?

Giles can't figure out what this thing is? Basically because it is new, he can't have possibly heard about it. Doesn't stop Willow from putting the brakes on its rampage though. And poor Oz, nothing was really happening with him this chap, and then all of a sudden, Jacob and his peeps decide to get their kidnap on. Why you wonder?

Also, I haven't forgot Xander and Kendra. Next chap features them prominently. Basically this chap was about Sacious and its already 2900 words plus so yeah…

Enough rambling I say, please review if you liked this chap or if you have noticed any annoying errors etc. Thanks!