This is the second from last chapter of this story. The next one will have a twist in though. That could lead to a sequel. I have decided that this will be the last update untill I get one review, then I will update. Sorry.

Also if this chapter confuses you or this story line then message me and I will try to explain. I know it confused me abit.

Chapter 7

Have you ever sat and thought about how strange it would be if you met yourself? Not you from the same time but from a different world? Or maybe a past or future you?

I did. I used to always think of what I would be like in the future. I pictured a nice, family woman with brown hair and kind eyes. She'd have few wrinkles but the one's she would have would be from smiling too much. Her hair would have grey streaks, natural from age, and a good job with a good enough pay to satisfy her family.

Unfortunately that woman will never be me. The woman I will become is sat in the chair higher than me, surroundered by Billong's and smoking a cigar.

She looks the same as any other Billong with those bright blue eyes that penetrate your flesh and a figure so thin I could snap it with my little finger. Her finger which was curled around her cigar had a finger nail longer than the other Billongs which meant there was more space for more dirt. A multicoloured wig sat on her head which was ragged from age and filthy with use.

As my eye's scanned over her she grinned flashing those dagger like teeth every Billong seemed to have.

"Like what you see?" She sneered at me.

I was normally quiet but this woman propelled me to say something.

"Not particularly".

I tried to keep my face like the packs often was. Stone like with no emotion seeping through.

"Eliza!" Jake hissed at me from behind me.

That was the worst thing in this whole mess. The Billong's had taken the whole house and now the whole pack would die. The pack failed their only mission, survival. The sad thing was they had forgiven for betraying them the second time.

The future I flicked back her head and let out a high pitched murderous laugh. This was a sign for the rest of the Billong's to join in and although they laughed lower; their laugh was just as murderous.

As soon as she stopped all the Billong's did, and the room was suddenly silent.

"No need to get defensive! I wonder what mummy would say!"

"What did you do to her?" I took a step forward. It was awful but I had forgotten about my mum. I thought this whole future was just wrapped around pack business.

"Nothing. I got someone else to do it for me!" She chimed in her bittersweet voice.

I took another step forward, then another but before my third one a warm arm pulled me back. One sob managed to leave my throat before I stopped but the future me had realised.

"Ohhh… How sweet! And I thought everyone had stopped crying now. No more teas to shed!" She paused to take a puff on her cigar. Thinking. "How about a reunion?"

She didn't wait for an answer, and the doors opened letting lose some of the imprints. Otto was one of them and I recognised Claire and I recognised Kim. But no other imprints were there.

Paul thought Rachel might be there. I could tell it by his face. But she wasn't so he fell to the floor and cried.

Kim thought Jared would be with us, she scanned our crowd twice before heading over to Jacob. She looked hopeful as if Jared had managed to escape or something. When Jake told her Jared was dead I couldn't even bare to watch Kim's reaction.

For Claire it was great. Her face filled with excitement as she ran towards Quil, who instinctively clutched her in his arms. Both wept but both were happy. Claire didn't even question where her aunt and uncle were.

"I can't believe you did this!" Kim's voice came out hoarse and when I glanced at her I was shocked that she was looking at me. "We trusted you! We fed you! Took you in! We even liked you and what did you do!"

"Kim, it wasn't me I'm from the-"

She didn't give me chance to say anything else.

"Exactly. You're the one who did this. Not her she's just a bitter and twisted harpy! She's the present! It was you! You're from the time this mess begun so you're the one who did it!"

I was horrified. She was right.

"Oh… this is getting good!" The future me said. Not even annoyed that Kim called her a 'bitter and twisted harpy'.

"You!"

Kim flung herself at me and punched me straight in the face. I fell to the floor as a sickening crack echoed around the room as I realised my nose had been broken.

I hadn't heard Seth come in with everyone else. Perhaps I should have checked? But I guess I had just hoped he'd escaped. Also he had been kept separate from the imprints and limped into the room from a different direction.

Now he stood over me looking at me with a sad expression printed on his face. A few tears fell from his eyes as he glanced up at the future me, who had paused to stare with her mouth right open. I could tell that no matter my future I would still love Seth.

"You know. If you kill her then this won't happen, it can't because she leads them into this take over." Seth was talking about me. "Without her the Billongs wouldn't be where they are. They wouldn't have taken over the world".

Kim gaped at him with her mouth wide open then glanced at Jacob, then Paul. They started heading over to me.

It was sweet, cute. Seth was willing to give up his own imprint to save theirs. He was willing to give up my life. So I should be too.

I remembered him telling me that he would do anything to protect me. 'It would be unbearable for him, to live without me.'

That must be how Paul and Jacob feel. I know that's definitely how Kim feels.

Slowly, I stood up not looking anyone in the eye. I noticed there was a fight going on in the background, I guessed it was the Billongs and the future me trying to get to me to protect their world. But I didn't care.

Now was my chance to fulfil my promise, heal the world.

Before I had chance to stand up everything went black.

Where are you Seth Clearwater?????