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CHAPTER EIGHT
I knew it! I knew that he would be the first person to object. Dad always jumped to the wrong conclusions and was the most protective person I knew... apart from Jacob.
"Dad!" I whined annoyingly, "Why not?"
"Nessie you are six!" he said sternly forgetting Chad was there. "You are six-teen!" he replied quickly.
I knew this situation was going to get out of hand and Chad could not be around when it did. I would have to get rid of him. There was going to be no band practice today.
"Chad?" I called gingerly whilst turning to face him, "Don't worry, he will come around but I think it is best if you left." I didn't bother whispering anything because either way Dad still would have heard me, no matter how softly I whispered.
"Okay Renesmee, I'll call you later," he said before turning and walking out the door. He gave Brielle a wink before leaving which made Seth stand up defensively. I was too preoccupied with Vegas to care how he was flirting with Brielle when we were meant to be together. I was going to end it with Chad eventually but I didn't really care when.
"Dad!" I whined once more as I faced him.
"Renesmee there will be discussion of you travelling to Vegas. You are only sixteen! I'm only looking out for your best interests."
"But dad! I really want to go," he face still remained cold and serious, "Daddy, its once in a lifetime." I tugged on his arm desperately. I never wanted anything more in my life.
"Once in a lifetime?" he repeated, "Lucky you have a long life."
"Your being so unfair! Nothing is going to happen! Its only Vegas."
"A lot can happen in Vegas Nessie. I don't want you near any gambling, alcohol or wedding chapels. Understood?"
"So you think I'm going to gamble away my inheritance, get extremely intoxicated and then marry someone? As if!" I said folding my arms across my chest. I had completely forgotten that Seth and Brielle were still in the room.
"Nessie we will discuss this later. Everyone is at La Push training the fighting methods. I have to take you three there. We need as many people prepared as possible for what is coming."
It hit me then that I had more to worry about then Vegas and Chad. The jaguar's warning about whatever was coming to fight us had completely escaped my realisation. It was possible that in a few months or weeks we would be fighting the battle of our lives, and we could lose. Everything I held near and dear to me could be lost in a matter of minutes. We still didn't fully comprehend what was heading our way.
Dad must have read my mind because he soothingly put an arm around my shoulder.
"Don't you worry about things like that, okay?" he said. I knew he was trying to spare me from the worry and anxiety but even if I wasn't thinking about it I knew he was.
I now made it my goal to become a better fighter. I shielded my thoughts from Dad as much as I could, so that he wouldn't know what I was doing. Everyone's special talent in our family was harnessed for good use in a battle. My gift was useless. I could show people my thoughts through my hands but I could think of no way to use that against our enemy.
When we reached the La Push field we immediately began the training of fighting each other. Brielle offered to fight me first.
"I don't think I want to fight Seth again after yesterday," she said walking towards me. Seth overheard and immediately looked distraught, as if he was thinking that Brielle was afraid him. His face soon softened when she said with a laugh, "Only because he might get hurt."
The wolves and jaguars were going to fight in their human for today, in case there was a quick encounter. Even in human form Brielle was surprisingly good, but she relied on the swiftness of her jaguar form to give her enemy the essence of surprise in her movements.
I was crouching low, waiting for her to pounce at me. Instead she bent down lower and flipped, kicking me in the ribs so I fell on the floor. I scrambled off the floor while laughing in embarrassment at myself.
"That was mean," I laughed.
"Let me fight this one again," said Amaya as she reached us.
"Amaya, what are you doing?" asked Brielle in a serious tone, "This isn't a cat fight okay? Go back and fight Acalan."
"Mizton mind your own business you are not Queen yet," Amaya snarled, "Don't tell me what to do." She walked over to Brielle and looked her straight in the eye. "Always telling people what to do. Why can't you do what you are told?"
"This isn't appropriate. Don't bring it up Amaya," Brielle pleaded.
"Why not? You are already best friends with them. Why shouldn't they know how dedicated you are to your pack? To your family?" Amaya hissed angrily. Brielle's eyes watered but not from anger or sadness, but from guilt.
"Look I think it is time to stop," I said gently, stepping in between them both and holding out my hands to separate them. Amaya swiftly grabbed my hand and pushed it backwards, sending a jarring pain through my arm. She twisted my arm behind my back and pushed me onto Brielle so we both fell to the floor. I stood quickly and turned to face her, shaking my hand to stop the pain.
"What the hell is your problem?" I asked walking over to her.
"My problem? You tlacatecolotl conetl. Worthless devil girl. I don't have the problem. I'm not the demon," she spat at me.
Anger exploded through my veins and at that moment I hated no one more in the world than Amaya. I walked over to her until our faces were centimetres apart and instinctively slapped her across the face. She stood stunned for a few seconds.
"Tlacatecolotl conetl!" she hissed frantically at me, "Tlacatecolotl conetl!" She turned towards Brielle and grabbed our hands to touch them together. I realised what Amaya was screaming about: my gift.
"No it's normal!" I shouted over her, "Some of us have supernatural talents!"
She looked at me hesitatingly.
"I control whether I share my thoughts with others through my hands," I said quieter putting them in front of my face.
"If you can control it why would you do it when you slapped me?"
"It would help incapacitate the enemy," said Brielle stepping forward.
"Trust you to be on her side," snarled Amaya before walking away to join the rest of the jaguar pack. I looked at Brielle and saw that once again she had tears in her eyes.
"How about we take a break?" I suggested. Everyone nodded stiffly and walked away to their partner and the wolves formed a group. Brielle walked off to sit in the roots of a tree and I nodded to Seth to encourage him walk over. I stayed within hearing distance and pretended I was getting a drink of water.
"Are you okay?" he asked her while taking a seat next to her.
"Hi. Yeah I'll be fine," she sniffled.
"I noticed things got a little tense. Amaya seems to be a piece of work."
"She just has different priorities to me. The pack comes first; the tribe comes first, no matter what the cost. It doesn't matter what gets destroyed because of tradition."
"What does get destroyed?" he asked referring to her latter comment.
"Love," she scoffed, "Or the hope of it anyway. What does your tribe say about love?"
"Well," he began, "You might think it is a little freaky but in our tribe there is this thing called imprinting. It is kind of like love at first sight. When a shape shifter first sees the one they are supposed to be with something inside them just clicks and suddenly that person is the most important thing in the world and you can never hurt them because they are the most special thing in your life. They are basically your life."
"That isn't freaky, that's beautiful. Ours has a slightly different view," she said looking out into the clearing.
I wanted to take a photo of them in that exact moment; it was the cutest thing I have ever seen!
"There is a prophecy in our tribe. Of a girl. Legends say she will lead our people into a new time of promise and alliance. When she is ready she will become the tribe's last leader as their queen."
"What has that got to do with love?" he asked.
"The only way a woman can become the queen is to marry the chief who already has a number of wives. Of course if she marries him, her influence is second to his, but this has been the way of our tribe for centuries."
"So it is..." he began.
"An arranged marriage..." she finished, "That's what is waiting for me if we survive this thing and go home."
"I don't understand," he said looking puzzled.
"I'm the girl in the prophecy. If we win this thing then I have to go back to Mexico and marry a man twenty years older than me who already has two wives."
He face hardened and I could see the devastation in his eyes.
"I'm guessing Amaya is one of the two wives?" he asked gulping.
"Yes," she replied softly, "She truly loves him despite all his faults. He is... uncouth, chauvinistic and abhorrent. He murdered his own brother so that he could be Chief. He kills without a second thought He has no mercy on anyone."
"Why would the pack and the tribe take him as a leader if he is a murderer?"
"I was the only one who saw what happened. They don't believe me."
"At least the prophecy is true," Seth said gently.
"What do you mean?" she asked looking at him.
"If you were leader you would bring hope to your people."
"My people and my pack don't believe that there could be a better leader. They don't believe in me and especially because I refused to marry the Chief before we came they expect nothing from me. The Chief believes that the prophecy means I will give him a son. "
"But you are sixteen!" he almost cried.
"A prime age for marriage. I wish I could stay here but tradition calls for me to give up my life for no purpose."
I suddenly realised that I was extremely blessed that I had family that was so protective of me. All they wanted for me was happiness. I was the luckiest girl in the world.
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